yesterday this lady had the cutest eight month old twin boys in a side-by-side stroller built for two.

she was talking with her friend and they were talking about the swine flu, which is messed up because arent you not really supposed to be in the subway during the swine flu especially with babies?

and she goes “i wonder why the swine flu attacks the children of mexico so hard?”

and as if on cue one of the twins reaches down to his shoe, which is nice and dirty, and puts the shoe in his mouth.

bottom side up.

i felt like i was in an r crumb piece.

then last weekend i was on the way to the movies. i was waiting for the light to change and this dude was all, hey man do you have fifteen cents?

i tried to blow him off by just smiling and pretending i was jamming to the tunes coming through my headphones, but he was persistent.

and the damn light wouldnt change.

and he pulls out a double-quilted-toilet-paper-roll-sized roll of twenties and says “really, i need fifteen cents to get on the bus” and he showed me a handful of change.

i have this great Obey wallet that has two slots for coins. i have two quarters, easy access.

i handed one over and he was all “my hero. my hero!”

the light changed and i crossed vermont and i thought, did i just help a crime happen?

via yr pal matthew good

maybe we *should* let Arnold become eligible to be President

wheres your balloon of love? and independence?

interesting tales told via the LA Times and blogs:

– sex workers in mexico say si to condoms but oh-hell-no to swine flu masks. – La Plaza

– the real Mexican burrito – Brand X

– yao didnt look so healthy at the end of the game last night, but kobe aint 100% either

– gustavo of “Ask a Mexican” gets interrogated regarding Cinco de Mayo – The Guide

– dude who invented text messaging explains why it’s limited to 160 characters – Tech Blog

– the two most powerful men have a power lunch… in HELL – Top of the Ticket

– garbage in, garbage out: cops dont like computer program that determines parolees risk – LA Now

– Mia Farrow is on a hunger strike, via YouTube, for the people of Darfur – Tech blog

– there was a benefit for Peter Case this weekend to help pay his heart surgery. get well pete! – Pop n Hiss

– Dom DeLuise lived to 75 years old despite being obese for most of his life. my nutritionist has a lot of ‘splaining to do – Obits

– Mrs. Judd Apatow, aka Leslie Mann, used to puke, doesn;t any more – Brand X

– saddest story / photo gallery you will see all day: hatfields and mccoys have nothing on this family rivalry in Turkey as 44 are killed at an engagement ceremony in Bilge – World

although the kids are usually right, this kid couldnt be more wrong.

other than the opening credits, theres not enough action, theres no real plot, theres no real substance. we dont really know why a lot of things happens. although i am doing my best to see more films, this one made me realize that sometimes youre better off staying at home. and rotten tomatoes agrees with me (36% fresh)

video kid via shabooty

the other day i saw Wolverine at the Vista

it was a pretty crappy movie where nothing really happens,
but the manager of the Vista often dresses up as a character of the film

i think hes dressed as Wolfie from the Monster Squad

which is fine.

do you really want the press

owing

the government one?

live free or die, the saying goes.

weezer
rancid
silversun pickups
yeah yeah yeahs
cage the elephant
asher roth
the airborne toxic event

and others. tickets go on sale thurs.

show is may 16.

another show i might be interested in seeing, if just for the opening act:
The Hold Steady with El Bronx (the Bronx doing their songs mariachi style)
July 7th / El Rey Theatre / Doors: 8pm / $22 / on sale now!

who wasnt a girlfriend and who didnt go to school with me

which is true. which is hard to believe. especially because we have gone through a lot together. yes including some pretty intense fights.

for that im very grateful of/for/to her.

i am not always the easiest person to befriend. sure its all rainbows and lollipops when you read the blog, but what if you find yourself In the world famous busblog? or what if you are a fairly private person who doesnt even like photos of yourself in public places and your bff is a blogger? is everything strawberry shortcakes and whippets then?

i also like to put photos of people up that they dont like. for example, karisa doesnt like the one above. too bad. that was the day i got stung by a bee at her pool when she lived in hollywood down the road from marilyn manson in a little section of LA called the hollywood dell.

im sure out of the deal ive gotten way more from our friendship than she has gotten. she has taught me about health and exercise, sushi and ice luges. she turned me on to one of my favorite books: white oleander. and she coached me as i dated teens, azn hotties, and fans of this url.

id say that shes probably one of the three people in my life who know me the best, but whats weird is id guess she probably only knows about 40%, which is far more a reflection on me and my trust issues than her. she rarely judges. unless youre trying to climb a gigantic mountain and you’re about to have a heart attack.

i dont know too many speed readers who can drink the way she can. i dont know too many babes who look as good in heels as she does who can also remodel your spare room. and i dont know anyone who was a Missed Connection, let alone one who can give you a word-for-word freestyle from Eazy-E’s first solo cd.

karisa j is definitely one of a kind. and easily worth two birthday tributes since she’s put up with twice as much from me and this blog as she has deserved over the years.

please come back to america and party with us on the west coast soon!

one reason i was sorta freaked out that the busblog wasnt working this weekend was cuz i knew it was karisas birthday today and i wanted to trot out a bunch of pictures that she didnt like AND HOW CAN YOU DO THAT WITHOUT A BLAAAAWWWWGGG?

karisa was born to elves nearly a quarter century ago who lived in trees and made shortbread cookies. morning after morning she would whip up chocolate so she could pour it over the dough. one reason karisa doesnt like chocolate any more is cuz it reminds her of those early childhood mornings in the trees.

after a while it became obvious that she was not an elf but a little girl so her elfin parents sold her to an elf circus for they thought she was either a freak or a giant. because karisa wouldnt speak to the ringmaster, he tattooed her with five stars on her arm, one for each letter in her name. when he was done she took the tattoo needle, stuck it in his eye, and ran away.

she got herself a magical belt that said Evil on it and any time anyone gave her a hard time she’d take off the belt and literally whip her oppressor into shape. it also held up her pants.

at some point the xbi learned of karisas skills and “recruited” her into the dark circle of vigilante superheroes and she said no until they offered her a flying black mustang from the future and an opportunity to be regularly featured in the busblog and she said, fine.

please join me in celebrating the birthday of one of the most influential people in my life, someone who encouraged me to follow my dreams and do the right things. happy birthday karisa j!