Primaries

Today I tried to type while 2 hippies were spitting mad and screaming at each other over whether or not to vote for Obama or Clinton. Man oh man, I love this city, but some days I just need a nice cup of diesel-like coffee and a quiet space to think.

I'm off to exercise my right to vote for the first time in a Presidential election year. I wish Chicken John was on this ballot as well.

Week of the Geek

This was the week of the geek. On Friday, Chicken John Rinaldi qualified for the Mayoral race against Mayor (Mc Dreamy) Gavin Newsom. It's a difficult decision to make; however, my love of Dammit the Wonder Dog outweighs my love of handsome philanderers.

Also on Friday, I thought that Mr. Wonderful's work party would be an intimate geek affair. At about 10 or so, the beer tap began producing a slip n' slide effect on the hardwood, the 10 girls in the room got sloppy drunk and an intern from Mozilla lit himself on fire. The poor guy had to walk around with a big hole in his back. I'm seriously considering becoming a personal stylist to the l337s.