March 02, 2006

• ooh! I wish I could be there. kisses to the ooga and the booga. and the mandyman and all those other Mofilites!!
• *sigh* That's it. I've had it. I'm done with you. The lot of you. You west-coast, suntanned Hollywood goatfuckers with your "meetups" and your "hot chicks" and your "social skills" and your "horseless carriages" and your "shoutout undergarments." I'm done with the lot of you. You smug liberal midget-huggers with your Bedazzlers and your Hammer pants and your DC Talk albums and your Columbo trenchcoats and your Swisher Sweets cherry-flavored cigars. You. Make. Me. Shit. Applejacks of hate. Henceforth, I declare the birth of MIDDLECLASSTOOLROCKSMYMOSTLYSHAVEDBOXFILTER.COM, in which meetups will be met with physical retribution, including but not limited to the forced drinking of civet feces coffee, the "purple nurple," and fourteen hours of quidnunc shitting into a tambourine while singing "Me and Bobby McGee." We will value solitary drinking and talking to oneself, urinating in the backyard and making a fort out of the couch cushions, BUT WITH NO ONE TO SHARE IT. The revolution begins at Tracy's blog, where you may pledge cash donations and free Indian pornography (dot, not feather) to fund this new enterprise. WHO'S WITH ME?
• It's a exciting proposal I have to admit mct (and I look forward to quid's bongo encore), but I'll have to go with the lovely mandyman and the loyal LA monkeys. Except of course, I'm on another continent. Shite. *sighs and digs out tattered copy of the Kama Sutra*
• I may be able to make it somewhere, for once! I know, I'm the LA-monkey that never seems to show up, but perhaps this time? I think I can make a Saturday evening thing.
• I'm so there, mct. I'll bring the cheap tequila and the store brand corn chips.
• I've got the Cheetos. As always.
• I prefer my Indian pornography with feathers but other than that, I'm in. I'll bring the chip dip and Everclear.
• Don't forget their fucking hottubs, MCT. Always with the hottubs.
• Slight derail: Space Kitty's daughter's spinal surgery went well. An update is here.
• Thanks, bone. I tried to post a comment just yesterday asking how it went but I have cookie issues. Glad she's going okay so far.
• Yay for Kitty Jr.!
• Glad yer okay, kitty jr!
• I work saturday nights...ya'll wanna come to HOTDOG? the gogo dancers are ever so slutty. there's even a pole. bring the kids.
• This one goes out to Miss Kitty, with best wishes. Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train NNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUUHHH *plop* Feelin' near as faded as my jeans UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG *plop* Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained FFFFFRRRRAAAAAAAAARRRRRRPPPPPPPPP! It rode us all the way into New Orleans ... NNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAA *plop, tinkle*
• All the best to you, Space Kitten.
• Sorry for the short notice, folks - this thing came together literally within the space of a couple of hours last night.
• Medusa - *mwah*, dahlink. You're faaaabulous, you are. Another "Yay!" for Space_Kitten! Sexyrobot - oooooh, there's a pole? Are there any hungarians?
• Hooray for Kitten Jr.!
• Yay, Space Kitten! *steals toilet paper*
• Hotdog has half-naked gogo boys and girls (and a hot dog on a trampoline, if you're lucky). Maybe a place like Hamburger Mary's would be simplest. People can eat or drink to their heart's content and then stumble over to Hotdog.
• Then where? Jello Salad Barbara's? Corn-on-the-Cob Roy's? Where Did Those Ants Come From Bar n' Grill? You Californians and your picnics, I swear.
• Oh come on!! you HAVE to go to Jumbo's Clown Room. pleeeezzzzeeee????
• (and a hot dog on a trampoline, if you're lucky) Ohhh. Keep rubbing it in our sad, geographically-challenged faces. Oh.
• *seething once again*
• Perhaps my earlier calls for this were a bit obtuse. If so I apologize. Allow me to restate: WEBfuckingCAM! Internet video, capiche?! Laptop! Cam! Go! Awww yeah baby order that drink . . that's right . . mmmmm . . . read that menu . . . *cough* Ah . . that is . . toooo say, interact! With others . . in the . . cyberlandworld . . about intellectual . . items! Of . . . great artistic uhhh . . merit! Like Zorro!
• So it seems that my gracious hostess has cast her vote and where she goes, I have to go. Okay folks, let's meet up at Hamburger Mary's at 7:30 pm, this Saturday. We'll have to do Jumbo's another time, mostly since Mary's is walking distance to Hot Dog. Like Werzog!
• In case anyone misses my email: Hamburger Mary's 8288 Santa Monica Blvd., West Hollywood "Hotdog" at Club 7969 7969 Santa Monica Blvd., West Hollywood The club starts to pick up around 11, although I've gone earlier and had fun. Cover is usually $5 (or is it $10? Whatever. Drinks are a little pricy. Be forewarned: it's a dance club in West Hollywood with all that entails, albeit with more of a mixed gay/straight crowd than most clubs in WeHo)
• Cover is $5--a bargain!!
• Bump! I'm meeting Space Kitty for happy hour goodness in a little while, and will pass on everyone's good wishes. My understanding is that spacekitten is fairly comfortable at the moment.
• WeHo. Heh.
• big hugs to space kitten!!
• you're just JEALOUS, mct...why dont you just put on your tool suit, fly here, and join us, you fairy. ;) maybe after the club we go get in my car and cruise for trouble... (oh, BTW, I'm a dot-com now) and erm...quid? what have you heard? and where did you hear it?
• oh wait never mind...
• shit.
• The grill is what really makes the car work.
• OMG, that is the gayest car EVER!!! No wait, this is the gayest car ever! Seriously though, nice job sexyrobot!
• Finally a picture of the car! It's awesome!
• *stares speechless at car pics* Oh, I really liked that PacMan costume... *keeps staring speechless at car pics*
• Marry me, sexyrobot. And paint my car.
• OK, I'm leaving now to walk over to Hamburger Mary's. mandyman and ooga should be there shortly.
• I got back from Hamburger Mary's a while ago... couldn't make it to Hot Dog because I'm in the throes of a bad head cold. mandyman and ooga_booga went on to Hot Dog (sexyrobot got MoFi people on the guest list). Dinner was fun, and there will be shoutouts posted soon.
• (Holy shit sex-ii that's some brilliant car)
• The Oakland and West Hollywood meetup pics got a bit scrambled. The abbrieviated version is in the monkeyfilter poool. A lovely time was had by all, I'd say. Once again, we got to see a hot dog on a trampoline, but you'll have to ask the sexiest of robots for that evidence.
• wat...huh...shoes? i'm awake.
• SR: dude, call mandyman... no one had heard from you this morning, so she and ooga_booga are going to a restaurant in Westwood (I'm getting set to walk out the door to go join them).
• Yay! A shoutout! (What do the check marks mean? Do I want to know?)
• My first shoutout...*sniff* I'm getting verklempt!
• Okay, what few photos I have are here. Attention Koko!
• Wow!! All work and no play make Koko a dull ape. All work and no play make Koko a dull ape. All work and no play make Koko a dull ape. All work and no play make Koko a dull ape. All work and no play make Koko a dull ape. All work and no play make Koko a dull ape.
• Nutso Canuck
• gimme the bat!
• Go crazy?
• Don't mind if I do!
• Urge to kill . . rising
• ooh that sexyrobot's fame has spread to my fair city!
• Oh, by the way Koko - that was a detail from some artwork at the Los Angeles MOCA. Some artist out there really likes Canuck gorillas, I guess.
• It's a brilliant masterpiece! If I didn't know better, I'd have thought the artist had just written "OK" over and over. But what do I know from art? Nuthin'!
• And you know it!
• Dammit. I'm sorry I missed you guys. I was in town for about 36 hours.
• No fucking way. When were you here? (for future reference: quite a few of the MoFiLA people are pretty open to hanging out with total strangers for an evening, so visitors to our fine city are more than welcome to send emails if they're going to be bored one night and want to hang out with random entertaining misfits)
• Saturday and Sunday. I sort of crashed the Oscars.
• I've not heard it called that before!
• Thanks to everybody for all the well-wishes, Space Kitten and I are now installed at the recovery compound plotting world domination. First order of business? No MoFiLA meetups without us EVER AGAIN!
• Yay!
• 09/03/06 Dear MoFiLA Chapter Members, First off, let me thank you for the shoutout, and multiple attempts to photograph it. Although I missed the original posting, and had to be directed there in a pretty obvious way, that is by no means intended to slight your efforts -- which are truly appreciated. Indeed, I was so happy I peed my pants a little. Second, mad props on the car, as the kids say. Let me be the first to ask "is it real?" Third, congrats to Space Kitty and Space Kitten on their recovery, and on the new MoFiLA Chapter Headquarters. Well done! Fourth, I don't know if it's the lighting in the pics, but mandyman has some great hair action happening there. Much better than in, say, the prom date photo with the guy with the yardstick up his ass. Again, monkeys, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Love, Capt. Renault.