It's hard to believe that I met Raven when he was four years old. I think we moved in together when he was six. He's grown up a lot and we've been getting along really well lately (thanks to Doctor Who). He had his birthday party part two today. He had some friends over and we went to play soccer. I got to meet Somola who will be coming to the OCF with us.
What else?
I spent an hour on the phone (not my blackberry) with a Verizon rep while he walked me through moving my contacts from my blackberry to my droid. It was cool cause he could've left me hanging but he was a decent guy and really went above and beyond. It ended up paying off as I'm all done with my f***ing blackberry.
It's the fourth. I couldn't care less. We stepped outside for about five minutes to watch Raven light off some fireworks he got for his birthday. Wooooo.
in order to gain new experiences, test my limits and break up life's general monotony, i've decided to do one new thing per day.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
this is the droid i've been looking for
I have given Verizon its share of hell over the past eight years but it's been a reciprocal relationship. Having put up with a phone that dies after 5 minutes of talking, a combined 30 minutes of texting or one web search if not actively being charged at the time for a month has justified every complaint I have lodged with the company. However, today I was able to forgive all trespasses as I was given a new toy.
Yesterday was filled with shooting teenagers with lasers so I didn't get much time to play with the droid incredible upon delivery. Today, I put in some quality time with it. It is incredible, especially when held up side by side with the blackberry, may it rust in peace. I even used it to control the computer via VLC remote. Brilliant!
The one downside to the phone today was I wasn't able to transfer over my contacts yet. I went to the Verizon store near Pioneer Place Square and had one of their people try to do it. They had to reactivate the blackberry as my primary phone so they could install some software onto it which would sync my contacts. However, the phone died in the process. Now it won't start again for 18 hours. Oh well, I still have an active phone. I re-activated my droid and am using it today without my contact list. I'll try again tomorrow. However, I didn't get upset at the sales rep person for their faulty equipment and inability to help me. I was in good enough of a mood to accept that it might not all work today. Plus there was a lady giving another sales rep hell right next to me. I've given this same rep hell before but, after hearing why the lady was complaining from her own yelling mouth, I really felt sorry for the guy because Comcast screwed her over, sent her to Verizon. Now this guy was working extra hard to fix this lady's mistake and she was being really rude. So, even though they didn't fix my problem, I told them how much I appreciated them trying and was relatively sincere. Eh, I got a working phone. I'm happy.
What else?
My new thing today was going to Thatchers, a bar next to the Academy Theater after seeing MacGruber with Jen and Donald. I haven't seen a SNL movie in the theater since Wayne's World 2. I don't plan to see one again unless I'm in the mood for tasteless, sophomoric and homophobic humor.
Yesterday was filled with shooting teenagers with lasers so I didn't get much time to play with the droid incredible upon delivery. Today, I put in some quality time with it. It is incredible, especially when held up side by side with the blackberry, may it rust in peace. I even used it to control the computer via VLC remote. Brilliant!
The one downside to the phone today was I wasn't able to transfer over my contacts yet. I went to the Verizon store near Pioneer Place Square and had one of their people try to do it. They had to reactivate the blackberry as my primary phone so they could install some software onto it which would sync my contacts. However, the phone died in the process. Now it won't start again for 18 hours. Oh well, I still have an active phone. I re-activated my droid and am using it today without my contact list. I'll try again tomorrow. However, I didn't get upset at the sales rep person for their faulty equipment and inability to help me. I was in good enough of a mood to accept that it might not all work today. Plus there was a lady giving another sales rep hell right next to me. I've given this same rep hell before but, after hearing why the lady was complaining from her own yelling mouth, I really felt sorry for the guy because Comcast screwed her over, sent her to Verizon. Now this guy was working extra hard to fix this lady's mistake and she was being really rude. So, even though they didn't fix my problem, I told them how much I appreciated them trying and was relatively sincere. Eh, I got a working phone. I'm happy.
What else?
My new thing today was going to Thatchers, a bar next to the Academy Theater after seeing MacGruber with Jen and Donald. I haven't seen a SNL movie in the theater since Wayne's World 2. I don't plan to see one again unless I'm in the mood for tasteless, sophomoric and homophobic humor.
Friday, July 2, 2010
laser tag
Today I fulfilled a life-long goal of playing Laser Tag in an arena. When I was a kid, my parents bought us generic laser tag guns which were fun but not the same as the real thing in an arena. I remember the Laser Tag frenzy in the mid eighties along with the Laser Tag cartoon (which probably lasted as long as the Rubix Cube cartoon).
It was part one of Raven's 12th birthday party tonight. Four of us joined him at the Ultrazone tonight in Milwaukee. It was great. There were a few other adults there but mostly it was teenagers. Sophia, Ashes and I held our own though. We made plans before our game started and worked on strategy together. We took turns taking out the bases of other teams while the other two guarding them. We defended a upper landing well and targeted these teen boys who wore headbands and had war crys.
Overall it was a great way to spend the first day of my vacation. Below is a pic of the sign advertising the Ultrazone. If the image was different, it could be an ad for...something else.
What else?
I GOT MY DROID! The pics above are from my droid. I love it. I've got to spend some more time with it but tonight was dedicated to hunting people with my friends.
It was part one of Raven's 12th birthday party tonight. Four of us joined him at the Ultrazone tonight in Milwaukee. It was great. There were a few other adults there but mostly it was teenagers. Sophia, Ashes and I held our own though. We made plans before our game started and worked on strategy together. We took turns taking out the bases of other teams while the other two guarding them. We defended a upper landing well and targeted these teen boys who wore headbands and had war crys.
Overall it was a great way to spend the first day of my vacation. Below is a pic of the sign advertising the Ultrazone. If the image was different, it could be an ad for...something else.
What else?
I GOT MY DROID! The pics above are from my droid. I love it. I've got to spend some more time with it but tonight was dedicated to hunting people with my friends.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
1st thursday
I took art classes all throughout high school. My art teacher was very supportive although I really don't think I had a lot of talent. It was still fun and it gave me a good creative outlet.
Today, I struggle with finding art unpretentious. I find a lot of art amazing but a lot of artists and art aficionados annoying. I think a lot of that is insecurities regarding my own creativity combined with the idea that art does hardly anything to advance the well-being of the oppressed and the planet. That being said, once I feel comfortable with artists, I adore them.
Al's work is a good example of what can be oh-so-right with art. His imagery conveys a very distinct, strong political message, even though it may leave a little open to interpretation. I headed down to Autonomy tonight for First Thursday. I've only been down to First Thursday once or twice before. I went through a lot of galleries today and almost bought a bike shirt at one place but then I realized that I could make it. It was a simple design and I've done screen printing. I wouldn't use the same design because it's someone else's and it wasn't that great. I may have to creative soon and print.
Today, I struggle with finding art unpretentious. I find a lot of art amazing but a lot of artists and art aficionados annoying. I think a lot of that is insecurities regarding my own creativity combined with the idea that art does hardly anything to advance the well-being of the oppressed and the planet. That being said, once I feel comfortable with artists, I adore them.
Al's work is a good example of what can be oh-so-right with art. His imagery conveys a very distinct, strong political message, even though it may leave a little open to interpretation. I headed down to Autonomy tonight for First Thursday. I've only been down to First Thursday once or twice before. I went through a lot of galleries today and almost bought a bike shirt at one place but then I realized that I could make it. It was a simple design and I've done screen printing. I wouldn't use the same design because it's someone else's and it wasn't that great. I may have to creative soon and print.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
epitaph
Today, at 8am, I had to decide what I want written on my tombstone.
A lot of co-workers have recently had relatives die so for some morbid reason, my boss asked a work trainer to give a training on living your life to the fullest. He decided to make the audience participation portion be us writing out what we would want to be remembered for.
It was difficult to think about. I know I want to be cremated. I think I would like to have Madonna's "I'll Remember" played by orchestral music at my wake but I have never really thought about my tombstone. This is what I came up with:
I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been;
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.
I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.
I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.
But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.
It's a song from the Fellowship of the Ring and I have loved it since I was sixteen. I would like to have this written on my tombstone or my plaque or underneath the 20 foot golden statue of me that will be resurrected in my honor.
A lot of co-workers have recently had relatives die so for some morbid reason, my boss asked a work trainer to give a training on living your life to the fullest. He decided to make the audience participation portion be us writing out what we would want to be remembered for.
It was difficult to think about. I know I want to be cremated. I think I would like to have Madonna's "I'll Remember" played by orchestral music at my wake but I have never really thought about my tombstone. This is what I came up with:
I sit beside the fire and think...
by J. R. R. TolkienI sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been;
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.
I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.
I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.
But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.
It's a song from the Fellowship of the Ring and I have loved it since I was sixteen. I would like to have this written on my tombstone or my plaque or underneath the 20 foot golden statue of me that will be resurrected in my honor.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
getting greasy
There is some bizarre vortex in the Eugene area which opposes vehicles from our house. Today, it zapped our car when we were coming back from our second OCF work-party day. We pulled over in Eugene at the Fred Meyer, went to leave and the starter wouldn't stop firing.
After a bit, Ashes figured out what we needed to do and came back to Victory and me all motivational, saying this was going to be a group effort. I ended up jacking up the car, crawling underneath and unscrewing a bolt from the starter. This shouldn't be hard but Ashes' car's starter is very difficult to get to. We did some more work and I emerged absolutely covered in grease. My old roomie Brian used to work in Wal-Mart's Tire Lube Express and always complained about how dirty he would get. Today was the first time I was truly able to sympathize with his level of dirtiness.
After all of the working underneath it, it finally stopped firing...for a minute. Ashes then pulled over, popped the hood, grabbed a crowbar and hit the thing, knocking the pin back in place so it finally stopped. I guess a success is a success. I complain but it was actually fun since it resulted in the thing eventually working.
After a bit, Ashes figured out what we needed to do and came back to Victory and me all motivational, saying this was going to be a group effort. I ended up jacking up the car, crawling underneath and unscrewing a bolt from the starter. This shouldn't be hard but Ashes' car's starter is very difficult to get to. We did some more work and I emerged absolutely covered in grease. My old roomie Brian used to work in Wal-Mart's Tire Lube Express and always complained about how dirty he would get. Today was the first time I was truly able to sympathize with his level of dirtiness.
After all of the working underneath it, it finally stopped firing...for a minute. Ashes then pulled over, popped the hood, grabbed a crowbar and hit the thing, knocking the pin back in place so it finally stopped. I guess a success is a success. I complain but it was actually fun since it resulted in the thing eventually working.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
working to prepare the fair
It's coming!
Last year, when we went down to the Oregon Country Fair for a work party, I was sort of at a loss for what to do. I knew stuff needed to be done but I didn't know who to ask to get started so I just hauled bamboo for two days straight.
This year, I had more insight into how things work and I jumped right in. I helped Tim build a bench and I spread dirt around as they rebuilt the stage. It felt a lot more organic this year and I was a lot more comfortable. I cannot wait for it to begin.
What else?
We had a show at Autonomy and I worked the door with a young punk kid named Eli who unintentionally made me feel older but that's not a bad thing. I also met a cool person with an awesome accent from the UK who was thinking of moving her. I talked to her so long that my friend BHT felt the need to come over and remind me that I'm gay. Ha ha.
Last year, when we went down to the Oregon Country Fair for a work party, I was sort of at a loss for what to do. I knew stuff needed to be done but I didn't know who to ask to get started so I just hauled bamboo for two days straight.
This year, I had more insight into how things work and I jumped right in. I helped Tim build a bench and I spread dirt around as they rebuilt the stage. It felt a lot more organic this year and I was a lot more comfortable. I cannot wait for it to begin.
What else?
We had a show at Autonomy and I worked the door with a young punk kid named Eli who unintentionally made me feel older but that's not a bad thing. I also met a cool person with an awesome accent from the UK who was thinking of moving her. I talked to her so long that my friend BHT felt the need to come over and remind me that I'm gay. Ha ha.
Friday, June 25, 2010
the end of 2010 pedalpalooza
Sigh. I'm gonna miss this. As much as it can be stressful to try to plan so many different costumes, there's nothing quite like riding alongside a crowd of other dressed-up cyclists while wearing a cape and getting applause from pedestrians. I can't go on any rides this weekend since I will be doing OCF prep in Eugene so this is my last night to ride.
I took my Robin costume back out today after an unsuccessful attempt at other costumes earlier in the week (I didn't post about my trip down to Joanne's Fabrics on Wednesday because it was such a disaster). I was afraid that I wouldn't be up to par with the other costumes. However, some others just went as a generic superhero. The tumbling guy from the Gayest Ride of the Year came as Duff Man from the Simpsons which was AWESOME. Other than that, I really liked the old-school Rogue costume and a Maxx which I didn't get a picture of.
The ride was great. It was very well planned out, having four stops at four different parks with a supervillian to defeat at each park. BP was the first villian (pictured above) as they covered stuffed animals in black-dyed water and chucked them at us. That was my favorite supervillian. On the ride itself, I got lots of shout-outs from the crowds as I was a recognizable character. One guy on Hawthorne yelled out, "Atta boy, Robin! I always knew you'd make it on your own!
I love this city.
What else?
After the superhero ride, Sophia and I continued onto the Lit and Loud ride which was also the drunkest ride I have seen. We found out the ride route wasn't long and they took a 45 minutes beer stop so we bailed early. I will definitely be planning costumes early for next year's rides and may even organize a ride myself.
I took my Robin costume back out today after an unsuccessful attempt at other costumes earlier in the week (I didn't post about my trip down to Joanne's Fabrics on Wednesday because it was such a disaster). I was afraid that I wouldn't be up to par with the other costumes. However, some others just went as a generic superhero. The tumbling guy from the Gayest Ride of the Year came as Duff Man from the Simpsons which was AWESOME. Other than that, I really liked the old-school Rogue costume and a Maxx which I didn't get a picture of.
The ride was great. It was very well planned out, having four stops at four different parks with a supervillian to defeat at each park. BP was the first villian (pictured above) as they covered stuffed animals in black-dyed water and chucked them at us. That was my favorite supervillian. On the ride itself, I got lots of shout-outs from the crowds as I was a recognizable character. One guy on Hawthorne yelled out, "Atta boy, Robin! I always knew you'd make it on your own!
I love this city.
What else?
After the superhero ride, Sophia and I continued onto the Lit and Loud ride which was also the drunkest ride I have seen. We found out the ride route wasn't long and they took a 45 minutes beer stop so we bailed early. I will definitely be planning costumes early for next year's rides and may even organize a ride myself.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
interstate bike path
Years ago, when I worked in Clackamas, my then-friend and current-housemate called me on my day off and asked if I wanted to go out to eat with him and our boss. I was just browsing books at Powells downtown at the time so I jumped on my bike and made it to the Clackamas Town Center in 45 minutes. I was proud of the time and it was a memorable ride but it was exhausting.
That was the last time I biked all the way into Clackamas until today. Since that time, they have established the I-205 bike path which makes it so much easier. I just bike all the way up Division and then head south alongside I-205. I didn't even have to wear my helmet as I was on an exclusively bike and pedestrian path. It's tempting to one day ride further than the Clackamas Town Center to Oregon City but I'll have to wait and do that some other day. I was on the clock today so I had to make it quick.
I love biking anyway (duh) but I fought the urge to use a car instead because of the BP oil spill. It's so disheartening. I know that cars aren't the only usage of oil but if more people would walk, bike or take mass transit, then there would be less demand for oil and less drilling and destruction done.
What else?
I went to the Clinton Corner today which is caddy-corner from Nite Lite. I bike by it all the time but today was my first time there. It wasn't nearly as hipster as I thought it was going to be. I will probably be going back there more often.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
stonewall uprising
I think I know a lot about radical queer history but there's always something more to learn.
Tonight, I went to a new documentary, Stonewall Uprising which is based upon the book I read a few years ago, "Stonewall" by David Carter. It was an excellent documentary (and an excellent book) that added on to the book nicely.
It was awesome seeing it with Dominic who is also an expert on radical uprisings and has read the book. For my new thing, we watched the film from the balcony of Cinema 21 which made the experience all the better.
Tonight, I went to a new documentary, Stonewall Uprising which is based upon the book I read a few years ago, "Stonewall" by David Carter. It was an excellent documentary (and an excellent book) that added on to the book nicely.
It was awesome seeing it with Dominic who is also an expert on radical uprisings and has read the book. For my new thing, we watched the film from the balcony of Cinema 21 which made the experience all the better.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
walking with pride
(picture from Just Out but I'm totally using it because I'm in it.)
Since I've lived here, I have biked into Pride three times and only watched the parade once. Today was my first time walking in it. I was hoping for more of a solid Q Patrol presence but maybe it'll happen next year. I was so beat today after the WNBR yesterday that I went home and crashed. I took a 3 hour nap at 3pm, woke back up, ate and went to bed early. It was a pitiful pride but I made it through!
Saturday, June 19, 2010
26,000 bare butt cheeks
It's crazy that Portland's World Naked Bike Ride doubles every year. Last year, there was around 5,500 people on the ride so I thought, there's no way they can double it this year. But they did. There was around 13,000 people on the ride. That's 26,000 bare butt cheeks (of course, not everyone was bare-assed though.
As much I enjoyed the ride last year, this year was so much better! I thought that the route was better planned, the bottle-necking in the bar crowds didn't happen (YAY!) and we spent a lot more time on the eastside. Plus, this year I had three buddies with me.
It's difficult to write about the ride because it truly is one of those had-to-be-there moments. Also, out of the three WNBR's that I've been on, the two that I have been completely naked for completely outshined the one I left my boxers on for so I think it's also one of those had-to-be-naked things too. It's exhilarating, fun, crazy and liberating. I absolutely love that I live in Portland and get to experience the biggest WNBR in the whole known universe.
What else?
After this year's ride, the four of us went to Blowpony and danced a helluva lot! My favorite part of Blowpony was the times where they would play, "Don't Stop Believing," and all us gays would belt it out. Props to Glee.
Who would have figured though, with over 13,000 people on the ride, I would end up on the Oregonian's website? I'm hiding behind the pole in the third picture down.
As much I enjoyed the ride last year, this year was so much better! I thought that the route was better planned, the bottle-necking in the bar crowds didn't happen (YAY!) and we spent a lot more time on the eastside. Plus, this year I had three buddies with me.
It's difficult to write about the ride because it truly is one of those had-to-be-there moments. Also, out of the three WNBR's that I've been on, the two that I have been completely naked for completely outshined the one I left my boxers on for so I think it's also one of those had-to-be-naked things too. It's exhilarating, fun, crazy and liberating. I absolutely love that I live in Portland and get to experience the biggest WNBR in the whole known universe.
What else?
After this year's ride, the four of us went to Blowpony and danced a helluva lot! My favorite part of Blowpony was the times where they would play, "Don't Stop Believing," and all us gays would belt it out. Props to Glee.
Who would have figured though, with over 13,000 people on the ride, I would end up on the Oregonian's website? I'm hiding behind the pole in the third picture down.
gayest ride of the year
For the gayest ride of the year, this ride was pretty tame. In the Pedalpalooza guide in the Mercury, they said that one of the rules for Pedalpalooza rides was not to expect a lot. I was expecting an extravaganza for this ride because it was hyped up a lot. It was nice. I went on the ride with Tim and the ride stopped for a tumbling act intermission in the park. However, I was expecting flaming gayity. Oh well, I'm sure the World Naked Bike Ride later on tonight won't disappoint.
Friday, June 18, 2010
the weekend is here!
I haven't looked forward to a weekend this badly in ages. Pride! World Naked Bike Ride! Blow Pony! It's just tooooo much!
I started off today early. I was up by 5am and out of my house by 5:30am so I could get down to the PSU gym before work. If I'm gonna be naked in front of thousands of people, I'm gonna work out first. Then, after working out, I hit Breakfast on the Bridges on my way to work. How awesome is Portland that people will just give you pastries for riding your bike in the morning?!
Work was okay but it couldn't get over soon enough. Right afterward, I headed home quick to change and then meet Tim at the Pride Kick-off ride. It was disappointing but I did get to meet some other nice people on the ride and five of us (Martin, Tim, Wyatt, Zach and I) went to Hungry Tiger Too for lunch.
All and all, it was a pleasant way to prep for what promises to be a pretty impressive weekend.
What else?
When I put on my helmet this morning, I felt a sharp pain in my left temple. I took off the helmet to find a wasp had just fallen out. It bit me on the side of the head. Luckily, it didn't swell up (my head, not the wasp).
I started off today early. I was up by 5am and out of my house by 5:30am so I could get down to the PSU gym before work. If I'm gonna be naked in front of thousands of people, I'm gonna work out first. Then, after working out, I hit Breakfast on the Bridges on my way to work. How awesome is Portland that people will just give you pastries for riding your bike in the morning?!
Work was okay but it couldn't get over soon enough. Right afterward, I headed home quick to change and then meet Tim at the Pride Kick-off ride. It was disappointing but I did get to meet some other nice people on the ride and five of us (Martin, Tim, Wyatt, Zach and I) went to Hungry Tiger Too for lunch.
All and all, it was a pleasant way to prep for what promises to be a pretty impressive weekend.
What else?
When I put on my helmet this morning, I felt a sharp pain in my left temple. I took off the helmet to find a wasp had just fallen out. It bit me on the side of the head. Luckily, it didn't swell up (my head, not the wasp).
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