Hello, Lovine.com

amazing aurora the past few days. check out the pictures at spaceweather.com. too bad i live in a place too comfortable to see them. i wish i could spend a month or two during the height of the winter season in a cold dry isolated place far far away from city lights where i could sit in a little ball of solace and admire the dancing lights. just thinking about it gives me goosebumps. but as much as it being a spiritual experience for me, it would be better to share that moment with a good friend. its just that, nobody really thinks sitting their ass out in the cold is a damn good adventure.

when i'm dead, i'll fly my asian butt over to the next planet with a view of nebulae, mid-sequence supernovas, perpetual aurora borealis, and enjoy a steaming cup of hot chocolate with other friends from beyond. how rad would that be? well, that's pretty much heaven i guess.

orange juice makes me more thirsty and i don't know why. it's been a long day. boy, i'm pooped.

life is too short not to dance. well, i'm hoping that people don't laugh at me, but laugh with me. it's all one big joke anyway. life is too short to quantify everything. shutup, while i try to convince myself.

listening to kings of convenience. lovely, lovely band. especially when it's the middle of the night and you're nursing a slight headache, thinking of how long you could pretend that your whole life is a joke and get away with acting like an idiot. not because you unnecessarily complicate things and sell-out with trying to comedy everything, but because you really shouldn't let it get your goat. really.

sometimes you just have to let go, and gyrate your hips. especially if you're hot. please?

i just got back from a great weekend at vegas. i spent two days at the SEMA convention which is pretty much the biggest automotive convention on earth. big, fast, powerful, and sexy - i tried to see as much as my little legs could carry me across the gargantuan expanse of the convention area. there are two sets of pictures, one for cars and the other for the models. click here for the models! you know you want to.

i stayed with vince, and the bastard sat me in through my first poker table experience. i blew 60 bucks the first time i sat down, but got revenge when i turned a low of $6 into $140 in a dramatic and obviously lucky turnaround. you win some, you lose some i guess.

what does a burning matchstick look like in zero gravity?

edit: pictures are up!

happy halloween, suckers. :)

i'm back up at sanfo to visit nannoo. it was a fairly quick drive up with pontrelli- i'm blessed to have very patient friends, as she didn't mind my mindless ranting and horrid song-bird renditions on 5 hours of road. i can get fairly annoying and require a few slaps to snap me out of it. anyway, we had dinner with kathryn at this restaurant where we had an incredibly gorgeous waitress that i wanted to marry. monique, was her name. i felt like i had a beehive of butterflies for dinner instead of ribs. hi, i'm a loser.

i need to buy my costume at the grocery. i hope it works out. i'm not sure if i'll pull it off, but lets see when the pictures come out. i was considering wrapping my frail delicate naked asian ass into a roll of suran-wrap, but i figure it would be disastrous if i needed to go pee. or poop. or you could look at it as an interesting consumption-junction phenomenon. i'm in san francisco anyway, i'll blend right in. but scrap that, i'm sticking with plan A.

lovine: monkey monkey anabel..

lovine: how many monkeys do you see?

lovine: and a riki tiki tik

lovine: and a blue black sheep

notoryuz: tangina

notoryuz: nakakairita ung monkey

notoryuz: is it true, yes or no

notoryuz: Y E S ALES!

notoryuz: N o and out you go

lovine: HAHAAHHA!

i don't want to quantify my life by how fat my paycheck is, how many miles i can run, how many beers i can drink. i don't want to count instances, rely on false perceptions of happiness that are fleeting. i don't want to pretend like everyone else, or worse, get so caught up in pretending that it becomes a real manifestation... that soon enough, pretending is all that i would ever know.

an adventure brews along the horizon.

lovine: jo? what does it mean when someone tells you "you're patronizing."

jo: hmmm, i think it's like your insulting them with kindness.

jo: like giving them too much leeway or explanation, hence, implying that they're dumb

lovine: oh shit.

i forget the taste of sweetness, until i had chocolate cake today. i'm really glad that you can always retreat to the simple pleasures of life. everything doesn't have to be so complicated, especially when you're enjoying the moment. moo!

in my head is an influx of convoluted reasons, theories, and mechanisms that is rapidly trying to assemble blocks of my perceived reality in a vapid attempt to make sense of phony structures bolted around my aimlessly wandering life. i may fall on my face and spent countless hours contemplating the metaphysics and meaning of a split-second moment, but in the end i'll always stand up, laugh, brush the dirt, and walk on into the next. right now i wonder if i'm spending more time trying to be careful about my life than trying to actually enjoy it. but like everything else, that thought never really holds itself if i spend an extra second on hindsight.

while i lie wide awake in the middle of the night, the rest of the world sleep gently in their solace.

it took me almost 6 years of annual birthday shindigs and despedidas to realize that holy hot smokin' shit, my friends are hot. and some of them don't mind being thrown onto rock slabs on malibu beach or abandoned graffiti or rolling green hills or live cockroaches while i take random snaps. i wish i could document all my friends right now, while we're all at the peak of our youth.

my mom mentioned that i might inherit her old digital videocam, since she bought a new one. she was having the old one fixed but didn't think it would come out of the operating table alive. but alas, now it's reincarnated to be mine! bwaha ha! so lately, i've been seeing the world in panning camera shots, elemental slow motion and fast cuts. i wonder if i'll be able to make use of this as much as i would like to. i'm such a web-photography-music slut anyway, how much damage would a combination of all do? the molotov cocktail smells closer.

i rode the mechanical bull tonight. i think i did pretty decent, but that's most probably because i'm a flyweight. all's well that ends well. but at the end of the day, all i really want is to be alone in the solace of my bed while the rain drizzles outside. that's not too much to ask. sometimes, i need a timeout. vanish like the rabbit in a hat, the secret ace back up the sleeve, pack my bags up and leave.

i've been wanting to find the answers, but i don't even know the questions. where the hell is the exit sign?

brevior saltare cum deformibus mulieribus est vita

- life is too short to dance with ugly women.

alexis tiosexy is the man. but you already knew that.

spent the weekend at san francisco with one of my best buds kathlyn. what really gets my goat is how everything is so interesting up there, it makes me feel short-changed that i live here in LA. or then again, maybe i just need to brush up on what's happening underneath my big nose, and actually get off my butt and go out. well, in any case, i'm always up for fun times.