Saturday, January 28, 2006


From Ask Yahoo!:

Dear Yahoo!:
Do "beer goggles" really exist?
-- Tipsy

Dear Tipsy:
For those of you unfamiliar with the party scene, "beer goggles" refers to how people often appear more attractive to you after you've had a few drinks. For a long time, it was just a convenient excuse a person used to explain "regrettable amorous encounters." However, according to a study at the Universities of Glasgow and St. Andrews, beer goggles (or "brew gogs" as they're known in certain fraternal circles) are very real.

It's no secret that excessive drinking leads to poor judgment behind the wheel. Well, it can also lead to poor judgment at your local pub. According to the aforementioned study, what constitutes "attractive" changes drastically after a few drinks. In other words, while you may think you're hitting on a 10, there's a chance you're actually picking up someone in the lower-single digits.

The reasons behind this phenomenon have to do with alcohol stimulating the nucleus accumbens, aka "the part of the brain which is used to determine facial attractiveness." In the 2002 study, male and female students were shown pictures of members of the opposite sex and asked to rate them on a scale of 1-7 (sounds cruel, we know). The more students drank, the higher they rated the photographs.

We hope this sobering study helps encourage more responsible drinking. Remember -- if you're looking for love and don't want to wake up disappointed, you're better off at an ice-cream social than a keg-stand contest.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Nasty, Nasty Clients

"I recently interviewed a couple hundred piercers about the low points of their career. You know how they say 'the customer is always right'? Well, these piercers might not agree with that claim..."


Tap Tap Tap

Is this thing on?

Sunday, January 22, 2006

"The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them - words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revalations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear."

- Stephen King

The Gay Onion - Because real gay and lesbian news is too damn depressing.

Friday, January 20, 2006


I don't think I've talked about it much here, but I'm a member of a paranormal research group called WVPRS. We model ourselves after T.A.P.S., a well-respected group that takes a very scientific and logical approach to their research.

One of the goals we have as a group is to produce episodes based on our hunts and subsequent findings. We haven't completed an episode yet, mainly because we're all busy people, but AJ has put a good amount of work into the opening montage. I thought I'd post it here because I think it's pretty fun.

This intro was made before we lost two members, Dan and Seret, and gained a few more, Amber, Blaine, and Shayla. I'd post the newer one, but it hasn't been uploaded yet.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Hahahahahaha... Shut Up!

I just stumbled across a repository of Drunk Girl clips, and I couldn't be more thrilled. No one ever seems to remember her, but Drunk Girl is one of my all-time favorite SNL characters, and now you'll know what I'm referencing the next time I go, "You know what you are? Youknowwhatyouare? Yaknowhazyeer? Yknwzr? You're not a man... you're an animal."

Sunday, January 15, 2006


So, started up this new matching service called Chemistry, where you don't search for people, you get put together based on personality. I signed up because I was curious about it and who my matches would be. The whole thing is pretty fascinating; an in-depth personality test, matching, and different steps of contact.

Chemistry went live recently, so I had my first look at my matches. They were okay, but then I started poking around the site and came across my personality test results, which I'm pretty impressed with. I find it interesting that I'm a pretty even split amongst all four of the types.. no wonder I feel so contradictory!

You are an EXPLORER/director

You are a skywalker. You love adventure, both intellectual and physical. And you greet new challenges with passion and bravery.

When you get interested in a project, you can become extremely focused on it, sometimes to the exclusion of all around you. You complete it carefully and thoroughly, often with great originality.

And because you have a lot of energy and tend to be enthusiastic about your ideas, inventions, and projects, you can be very persuasive.

You tend to like to collect things, experiences or ideas. And you are eager to make an impact on those around you, as well as the wider world.

Although you enjoy people and can be charming and humorous, you are not very interested in routine social engagements or boring people. You are comfortable being by yourself, pursuing your own interests.

People probably call you a non-conformist, an original. You like to have good conversations on important topics. People tend to admire you for your innovativeness. You make an exciting, though at times distant, companion.

How your personality breaks out

Explorer - 26% of your personality
Known for high energy, high creativity and spontaneity. Seeks novelty, risk and pleasure. Intellectually curious and not easily swayed by opinion.

Builder - 23% of your personality
Usually very popular. Deep attachment to home and family. Calm demeanor and low anxiety. Often consistent, loyal and protective.

Negotiator - 24% of your personality
Excels at seeing the big picture, long-term planning, and consensus building. An intuitive thinker who is flexible, verbal and socially skilled. Imaginative, empathetic and nurturing.

Director - 25% of your personality
Daring, original, direct and inventive. A non-conformist. Skilled at abstract thinking and short-term planning. Often assertive and quite competitive. Tough-minded and efficient.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Yo, I'm Back

So yeah, my trip to California was awesome and being back in S.F. again made me realize just how desperately I need to get out of WV. I'd previously planned to attend grad school here, but screw that.. I'm going back to the west coast!

How I miss San Francisco.. a city of freaks and weirdos, where I feel totally comfortable and happy simply being me. Where different is good and encouraged. Where I can sit in a cafe and exclaim loudly, "I'm gay!" and get absolutely no reaction from the other patrons (try it, it's fun). A city of crazy homeless people, people who will ignore you when you speak to them, and an abundance of lesbians so cute I almost cried. Good times.

Way, way too much stuff happened to post here. This will be long as it is now, but here are some highlights:

* Arriving at our chi-chi boutique hotel just off Union Square at 2:30 am after a delayed flight and a Super Shuttle crammed to the brim with random types of people.

* My hotel room had such a lovely funky S.F. feel to it and a really comfy bed!

* I had a hair appointment at 10 the following morning. If you're ever in the city and want a great stylist, ask for Jane at the Fractory (in the Richmond District). I received the best, most pampering wash, cut, and style I can remember.. not only is it totally me, but it's way easy to maintain. Yay!

* That evening, I was forced by my mother to go shopping with my aunt to buy "something nice" for our evenings out. Talk about depressing. Not only does Nordstrom not stock clothing for girls who are built like me, but everywhere else in that damn shopping center was the same story; either things were too small or they fit weirdly and/or badly. I settled on what is now the girliest outfit I own: black cotton pants, a cream camisole, a purple flower-print scoop-neck transparent blouse-like thingy, a maroon cardigan, and my personal dykey touch of black leather slip-on shoes.

* Ahhhhhhh.... the food!! So many delicious, amazing meals. Everything we ordered at Betelnut, an Asian fusion restaurant, was absolutely divine. I got to have my fantasy burrito at Gordo's on 9th Ave. and OMG the memory of that super chicken goodness in a spinach tortilla will hold me over until my next one. I went to Burma Superstar, a Burmese place, with Adriel and the food was fab. Try the poodi. I mean, not only does the dish have the best name EVAR, it's really yummy. Poodi!!!

* Seeing Adriel! It had been about 8 years since we last saw each other and one day wasn't enough. We tripped around the city, starting with the pirate store on Valencia, which is so fun with all sorts of drawers and hidden treasures to find. After that, we took the bus over to Burma Superstar for lunch. It was so good to see her and that we're finally able to be friends again. Next time I hope we have more than an afternoon to hang out.

* Cirque du Soleil - "Corteo".. I haven't been to see Cirque du Soleil in ages and this show had an Italian theme, much to the delight of everyone (especially Angelo and Valentina). One of the characters had the name Valentina and my sister got a big kick out of that. Corteo means 'procession' in Italian, and the theme was the funeral of a clown. I'd kind of forgotten how spectacular the shows are. Very gorgeous, amazing, and well done!

* Saw Bill (my ex-stepper, a.k.a. the guy who raised me) and hung out with him. I haven't seen him in five years, but he looks good despite the fact that he'll be 70 next month. Actually, he looks just the same to me, but he says he's having some medical problems related to his diabetes. Was great to see him, though.

* Saw Amy, too! Amy was my best friend from about 5th grade until high school started and we grew apart. She showed up at our hotel on the day Bill was visiting and we all went to lunch at Max's. I'd been kind of blocked and feeling weird about seeing Amy again for some reason, maybe because it had been so long, but she seems to be very much the same and it was good to see her. Too bad I didn't have more time to chat and catch up with her.

* We left S.F. on New Year's Eve... big bummer because there was lots going on, most notably a lesbian night at one club Adriel had mentioned to me. Leaving the city was depressing and I didn't want to go.

* We spent New Year's at my aunt and uncle's place in Oroville, which is a rednecky, small-town kinda area in No. Cal. Their house and land are huge, so I guess it's a trade-off. New Year's was very low key and rather boring. Dinner consisted of appetizers and gourmet things I don't like.. but I did enjoy the wine and prosecco, of course. Danny (my uncle) and my mom had a small spat and we almost all went to bed instead of staying up until midnight. Vale didn't make it, but we did light a ton of sparklers and stuff. Whee!

* Had a bizarre conversation with my mom about how hearing about her sex life (as told to others over dinner) and watching her and Angelo 'make out' totally grossed me out. It shouldn't surprise me that she totally couldn't get where I was coming from, or why it would seem gross and inappropriate from my end. She made a crack at me in a later conversation regarding my discomfort with this, and I wanted to punch her... she can be such a bitch sometimes.

* While in Oroville, we went to Chico for shopping and I saw The Chronicles of Narnia, which is a kickass film.

* Peet's Coffee... w00t!

* Several major storms hit the west coast while we were there and there was lots of flooding. As we drove north to Oroville, the other side of the freeway was under at least two feet of water (pouring over and through the divider) and was pretty much closed down. We lucked out that we weren't heading south.

* Long, long drive in wet weather to my mom's friend, Beth's in Williams, OR. The car could not have been any more crammed with people and stuff. Seriously. We then hit two near-blizzard snow storms in the higher elevations and that was pretty crazy, considering we had neither snow tires or chains.

* Beth's house and property are gorgeous! There's a creek, a pond, and lots of trees and plants. Plus her neighbor has a horse, so Vale and I went out to feed and pet him. The horse liked carrots and grass but decidedly did not like celery.

* Angelo had a cold, which my mom caught, and then after being trapped in a vehicle with all the coughing and sneezing for like 8 hours, I knew I was sunk. Sho' nuff, next day, I was sick, too. Talk about teh suckage.. it only got worse as time went on, peaking for me on the drive from Beth's to the coast of OR. Miz. Er. Able.

* Beth lives with Jim, a guy in his 50's or 60's who is in the last stages of terminal cancer. The whole living sitch is purely platonic now, but he is her baby daddy, so she invited him to stay with her until the end. It's really very sad because Jim is a cool and funny guy. So I'm out somewhere with my mom and the conversation takes a slight turn into The Twilight Zone..

Mom (v. casually): Jim's got pot, if you want some pot.
Me: What??
Mom: He has a whole bunch he grew but he doesn't smoke it, so he's giving it away. He asked me if I wanted some and then said to ask if you did.
Me: Yeah, I want some pot!!
Mom: K.

Not a conversation one expects to have with their mother, but if you envision my mom as a coin, if "bitchy" is heads, tails is definitely "damn, she's cool". In any case, Jim invited me up to his room and handed me a canister of dank, dank bud. See, medical marijuana is legal in Oregon and he has a card, making it perfectly legal for him to grow X number of plants. He doesn't smoke, but said he grew it for something to do. I love this as a reason to grow marijuana; Damn, I'm bored.. hell, I'll just grow some pot plants. Ha! Turns out his crop was extremely successful and he had over two pounds of it. He told me to take as much as I wanted and OMG I suddenly turned into a greedy kid in a candy store. I would have taken as much as he was willing to part with, but I had travel considerations, so I took more than enough to make the rest of my trip even more enjoyable. The stuff was so potent that even triple-bagged you could still smell it, and quite tasty, too. So Jim's present to me has been of great enjoyment. <3 Jim!!

This is about half my highlights, but I'm going to stop here for now because this is already so long. Anyhoo, I'm back and stuff.