and when the precious balance in your life is totally out of balance. and its the month of libra. the month where balance should be like no problem.

but something doesnt want to get with the program. which keeps everything out of wack. well, its wack.

and you will walk downt the street and everything will continue to seem wrong and you will act in ways that you normally dont act. and if you are normally mr cool the lamest little nothings will infuriate you.

and the things that should make you totally cry, like seeing a little butterfly dying in a little piece of mud, doesnt make you cry.

it makes you grab your camera

take a picture

and put it on your buzznet account

so you can title it

die, butterfly, die.

but thats not mean enough so you title it

say hi to death senior butterfly.

but you dont know how to get that little tilde across the n

so you title it

say hi to death mr butterfly.

and walk over to quiznos not feeling one bit of anything.

but hes right about ron paul

see the blonde girl, the pro photographer. ok, see the security guy, now just to the right of him you have anti, right under the jumper’s shin, taking pictures for LAist.

so close to the stage hes getting jumped over.

neither of our blogs got us that sorta access.

i believe that picture was taken by the cobrasnake.

either him or big tanky.

its 531am i fucked up and fell asleep while i was watching caveman and now im awake and i dont wanna work and i dont wanna go to sleep but soon the sun is gonna start peeking through the mexican blankets that act as my curtains which means end of the funtimes.

i have my hoodie hood up and on, im staring at five mostly empty cans of cola coke diet dr pepper coke diet dr pepper and diet dr pepper.

they showed 49 Up on pbs tonight and i found out about it just as it was ending and dumb pbs doesnt have any reruns or anything scheduled and i love that series so much. today i went to the electric company to pay my electric bill.

and whats interesting about my pants are they tell me exactly how much i weigh. if im not eating right like the times that some of those sodas are regular cokes, and not all diet, or all water, my pants will unsnap as i get out of the car.

today they unsnapped as i was on my way to pay my bill. but because i had my pajama bottoms still on i didnt sweat it but i looked might suspicious to the security guard in the small office as i clutched the front of my pants with one hand and sported a hoodie with the hood on on a beautiful day in la.

in your life

or are you being someone else in their life.

something i noticed when i traveled around the world the other day was that in some places im not really the me that i wanna be.

there was a time when the only place i could be myself was in bed with one jeanine natale. it was a long strange trip to get there but once there i was all omg thats who i am?

later it was easier to do it without having to flick the lights off.

its 453am i feel like i did so much work but i didnt. i did some work. our photo editor took all these great pictures of the Detour festival on saturday that i went to but stuck around drinking beers with a very nice girl, sam from filter.

we talked about what its like to move from the midwest to LA. and i told her that it took me several years to make a lot of friends here

too.

so i have to remember to start the laist movie club where every other friday night we all meet at the arclight and see a movie and then get high in the parking lot.

sometimes it would be at the vista.

but the hottest girl i just ignored cuz there was just no way.

plus she wasnt even italian.

somehow i became friends with her. which i ignored too. dreams should just stay dreams and clearly i was dreaming.

but there she was talking to me trying to tell me about led zeppelin

and there we were eating lunch together and writing notes, etc.

i had zep 1 and zep 2 exactly when i should have, but only because of this total babe whose favorite song was the immigrant song saying get with it tone

but its one of those things like really nice warm days in the fall, you appreciate it but you know its a freak occurrence. you dont deserve it. it wont be there tomorrow. youre lucky to even have it for this second.

one day she told me that she was gonna break up with this dude and she wondered who she should go out with next. at the time i played shortstop and my bro was this third baseman who was very nice and he worked out like crazy in the gym giving him this rock of a body. i was all, you should go out with him.

few years later they got married. awwww.

but before all that, however not soon after i said you should date bro, we were all about to graduate high school. and i was about to move here to LA. and everyone was all, how much longer after graduation are you gonna be here for? and i said

zero days.

and some people were sad and some people were all, hey tony we never went on a date before lets go on one before you move to california. and guess who said that to me, and guess who omg kissed me after we saw sixteen candles

best kiss i ever had in high school thats for sure.

and guess who just emailed me saying she just got divorced and reads the busblog.

oh if i lived in canada id be oh so happy.

id have friends everywhere, id be drunk constantly, and id be married to twin sisters, pictured.

ive been to vancouver three times and toronto twice. half of those times i drove there.

id say probably half of the readers of the busblog are canadian, but id like to find out.

if you are canadian, leave the town youre from in the comments. also tell me what you think of Strange Brew. i dont know what it is but i loved that movie and yet so many canadians that i meet havent even seen it.

how can this be?

anyways happy thanksgiving canada and thank you for everything!

youre fucked.

next season will be the 100th anniversary of the last time the cubs won the world series.

pressure much?

if i was the cubs GM i would go to all the good free agents this winter and id offer the best ones $3 million, one-year contracts. id say, this year you could get $10-$15 somewhere else for multi years, or you could just do one year with the Cubs

the year we will win it all.

because of you.

and fans for once wouldnt be able to bitch at players for only doing it for the money and fans for once would have a team of players who seriously Just wanted to win, and fans for once would root for a team every day.

rich hill isnt bad, hes just young. same with marmol. those guys will be better next year. as will kerry wood, and mark prior might even be back they say. and lilly and that other guy.

but if they go for the one year contract scam we could fill in those gaps. and win one for the old people who are about to die.

sometimes a pretty girl will come over at night to tell me a little story. every night before that happens i take a shower. but because im excited i will usually burn a cd to listen and sing along with in the shower.

i also like to turn off my laptop because it means its the end of the day.

however i always have all these open windows. im gonna try to link them from now on.

+ 11 Things Libra by Timmmay
+ Houston woman turns in a bag filled with $65,000 in cash
+ when raymi and fil get married im gonna get them this cake
+ the New Hampshire tax evaders were invaded by undercover agents
+ kid paparazzi – soon on LAist?
+ holidaynevertouchedtheplate.com
+ todays detour festival set list and lineup
+ anna kournikova is skinnier than ever
+ Lindsay Lohan should go to UCSB
+ AP Buries the lede – their headline is McDonalds Strip Search Victim – when infact she had to give a guy head.
+ Ocean makes whale carcas move to Malibu
+ Maybe Bob Barker is an asshole?
+ Bobby Solomon got the quote of the day

but this little tale that they told on Deadspin today gave him some points on my scorecard having fun with the kids in the stands by revealing that his fantasy team is called The Taints, etc

The entire bleacher section cracked up. What was really funny was what came next, when Christine (the lady in the picture) asked Dempster for the ball he was long tossing with. After she first asked, his response was something along the lines of “what am I going to long toss with if I give you this ball?” After Christine pleaded for the ball again (in that semi-annoying way only girls can pull off), Dempster responded back “I’ll give you the ball if you take your top off.” By now the entire bleacher section was rolling over itself, a few beers deep and chanting “Take it off” in support of Dempster’s response. Christine, now embarrassed said that her boyfriend was her and that he wouldn’t like that, or something to that effect. Dempster, in an act of kindness and to stop the crowd from chanting at this poor girl to take off her clothes, then gave Christine the ball and went about his warming up business.

the entire tale is here and its good

including one of the commentors who says, “Yet another situation in which Ryan Demspter failed to close the deal.”

go cubbies

i made fun of santa monica in a story called ficus? ficyou! + i helped van halen sellout + im going to this tomorrow