sssshhh!
12.4.2k2
Thursday, 26 December, 2002
Well hello folks. Hope yr having a nice week. Tonight we will be having a "secret meeting" at the Owl Tree (Taylor and Post Streets, Frisco.) You might notice that this where meetings are held on holiday weeks. See you there! bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, December 26, 2002
Thursday, December 19, 2002
Fe
12.3.2k2
Thursday, 19 December, 2002
I've been honored and humbled by the award I've received from some very close friends and notable professionals: "Best Shirt-Ironer (Non-professional), 700 block Taylor Street, SF." Winning caught me by surprise, really, as I didn't have a thought of winning the thing at all. Founding Member Alan J. Chimenti nominated me as a joke, or so I thought. "No, man, I've noticed the crispness of your collar and your paper-smooth sleeves for some time. And to think you don't use any starch at all! My goodness!" Alan blows smoke up my ass all the time, so his news of his nomination of me didn't rile me. "Uh huh," I said, "that sounds great. I'll share my prize with you." I didn't know there was a prize. Alan gets one of the cufflinks (iron-shaped sterling-plated pure pig-iron (the prize-determination committee was not without a keen sense of irony, it seems!)). We'll roll up the other sleeve.
Then the reporter the Chronicle sends over is a bulldog! I thought I'd answered all the relevant questions in the first five minutes, but this person had other ideas. She wouldn't take "no more questions," or "no comment," or "I'm forbidden to speak about that," or "remember the gag order," for an answer. Whatever. Stay tuned to the Chronicle for the write-up. Meantime, stay tuned to Annie's for this week's meeting.
Go and wish Mathias a HBD. Go and wish yr fellow List Members a MC. Drink a few MHLs. Bring yr Ps. I know I W. See you T. bye-E!
whrr ... clik!
12.3.2k2
Thursday, 19 December, 2002
I've been honored and humbled by the award I've received from some very close friends and notable professionals: "Best Shirt-Ironer (Non-professional), 700 block Taylor Street, SF." Winning caught me by surprise, really, as I didn't have a thought of winning the thing at all. Founding Member Alan J. Chimenti nominated me as a joke, or so I thought. "No, man, I've noticed the crispness of your collar and your paper-smooth sleeves for some time. And to think you don't use any starch at all! My goodness!" Alan blows smoke up my ass all the time, so his news of his nomination of me didn't rile me. "Uh huh," I said, "that sounds great. I'll share my prize with you." I didn't know there was a prize. Alan gets one of the cufflinks (iron-shaped sterling-plated pure pig-iron (the prize-determination committee was not without a keen sense of irony, it seems!)). We'll roll up the other sleeve.
Then the reporter the Chronicle sends over is a bulldog! I thought I'd answered all the relevant questions in the first five minutes, but this person had other ideas. She wouldn't take "no more questions," or "no comment," or "I'm forbidden to speak about that," or "remember the gag order," for an answer. Whatever. Stay tuned to the Chronicle for the write-up. Meantime, stay tuned to Annie's for this week's meeting.
Go and wish Mathias a HBD. Go and wish yr fellow List Members a MC. Drink a few MHLs. Bring yr Ps. I know I W. See you T. bye-E!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, December 05, 2002
Nuts
12.1.2k2
Thursday, 05 December, 2002
You ever stumble on a good thing and want to tell everyone? You figure out something that folks ought to know about and you're fired up to tell them but then something snaps! Why tell them and risk the new great thing being wasted, trampled, used up, abused and potentially destroyed? I'm sitting on a few gems right now that I think some folks would appreciate but I'm reluctant to share the info 'cause I don't want to fuck it up. The first thing, in all fairness, was revealed to me as something cool and I proceded to sit on it; didn't share with anyone else (it kinda paints me as a fucking asshole, I suppose). The item in question is the optimum lane on the Bay Bridge to take West to SF during traffic. A kind List Member revealed the secret to me and I saw the truth in it over several subsequent commutes. Why ain't I spread the good news? Well shit. I guess it's because I don't want everybody hogging the far- right lane from now on. Same with another cool thing: The poppyseed bagels at work are far superior to all the other shitty bagels. You can tell something sets them apart, as they come on a fancy plastic tray (fancy plastic?) and they're only served in the front (read: better) kitchen. Yeh, they've got too many poppyseeds on them, but all you gotta do is saw the thing in half and use the seedy sides as sandpaper, rub 'em together and get most of the seeds off. Toast, apply cream cheese and dang! After I discovered the great disparity between the myriad and plentiful "other" bagels and the poppyseed super-bagels, I shut my trap and never told a soul. Fuck. I'm beginning to see this as a character flaw. What a jerk. I'm sorry, officially. Go hog my bridge lane and eat up my fav bagels. They're special things and they should be experienced by everyone. Well, almost everyone. I can think of a few shitheads I don't want pawing at the bagels ...
Tonight: The Lone Palm
Oh hey! Check out the button to the right called TNSC News. This is where, from now on, I'll put news, info and your shameless plugs about yourselves. Have a look now. You'll see both news (Anna's baby!) and a List Member's shameless plug (Bishop's show!). No more hijacking the list. I'm hiding it from now on anyway.
That said ... "See you at the bar." G'won over and hoist a few. Bring yr pals. I know I will. See you there! bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
12.1.2k2
Thursday, 05 December, 2002
You ever stumble on a good thing and want to tell everyone? You figure out something that folks ought to know about and you're fired up to tell them but then something snaps! Why tell them and risk the new great thing being wasted, trampled, used up, abused and potentially destroyed? I'm sitting on a few gems right now that I think some folks would appreciate but I'm reluctant to share the info 'cause I don't want to fuck it up. The first thing, in all fairness, was revealed to me as something cool and I proceded to sit on it; didn't share with anyone else (it kinda paints me as a fucking asshole, I suppose). The item in question is the optimum lane on the Bay Bridge to take West to SF during traffic. A kind List Member revealed the secret to me and I saw the truth in it over several subsequent commutes. Why ain't I spread the good news? Well shit. I guess it's because I don't want everybody hogging the far- right lane from now on. Same with another cool thing: The poppyseed bagels at work are far superior to all the other shitty bagels. You can tell something sets them apart, as they come on a fancy plastic tray (fancy plastic?) and they're only served in the front (read: better) kitchen. Yeh, they've got too many poppyseeds on them, but all you gotta do is saw the thing in half and use the seedy sides as sandpaper, rub 'em together and get most of the seeds off. Toast, apply cream cheese and dang! After I discovered the great disparity between the myriad and plentiful "other" bagels and the poppyseed super-bagels, I shut my trap and never told a soul. Fuck. I'm beginning to see this as a character flaw. What a jerk. I'm sorry, officially. Go hog my bridge lane and eat up my fav bagels. They're special things and they should be experienced by everyone. Well, almost everyone. I can think of a few shitheads I don't want pawing at the bagels ...
Tonight: The Lone Palm
Oh hey! Check out the button to the right called TNSC News. This is where, from now on, I'll put news, info and your shameless plugs about yourselves. Have a look now. You'll see both news (Anna's baby!) and a List Member's shameless plug (Bishop's show!). No more hijacking the list. I'm hiding it from now on anyway.
That said ... "See you at the bar." G'won over and hoist a few. Bring yr pals. I know I will. See you there! bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
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