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| Saturday, April 18th, 2009 | | 5:44 pm |
Actual dialogue from Halfcaff's dream last night
INT. BACKSEAT OF A TAXI - DAY Girl: If you get me drunk, you will see blood. Brad: Did your last boyfriend like to drink blood? Girl: No. He just drank Dr. Pepper. Brad: I like Dr. Pepper. The ex-boyfriend from the scene before the above was played by Seth Rogan and the girl I can't quite place. Don't ask, ya got me! halfcaff | | Monday, January 12th, 2009 | | 5:56 pm |
Unusual Occurances
which usually occur around the holidays, not two weeks after, have been happening today. Someone who had slept with my girlfriend while were dating during college, which caused us to break up, has friended me on Facebook today. It's not like I hold a grudge or anything (:asshole:), but I can't honestly say if I was in his position I would have done the same thing. "Hey, there's that guy who's relationship I ruined. Bet he'll be my Facebook friend!" Speaking of ex-girlfriend's, my old girlfriend Abby, who I dated from 1999-2001, called me today. She had gotten my email, was happy to hear I would be in LA for a week for a wedding, and wondered if I wanted to come visit. The problem is I never sent any email like that at all nor was I planning to be in LA for a week for a wedding any time soon. The subject of the email said "I have arrived" which I found pretty funny since it did sound like me - but it originated from a "brad4029@yahoo.com" not "brad4029@gmail.com" and although even my friend list on that email was familiar to mine, it was not me. Sorry, folks. As if anybody misses me at this point anyway. And this just in... I just came back from a break and my professor was sitting at my computer and reading this entry to the entire class! True story. halfcaff Current Mood:  shockedCurrent Music: the morning benders | | Friday, January 2nd, 2009 | | 8:02 pm |
What I've Learned
Unfortunately there is only one excerpt from this year's annual WHAT I'VE LEARNED ARTICLE from Esquire Magazine... and believe me, I've combed the whole thing. It comes from Jesse Jackson, who I believe gets a bad rap a lot of the time. The quote is: SUCCESS NEEDS NO EXPLAINATION. FAILURE DOES NOT HAVE ONE THAT MATTERS. The rest are pretty crappy compared to that. halfcaff | | Thursday, January 1st, 2009 | | 10:26 pm |
New Years
Although I do not update this journal much - I think once or twice in 2008, I am still committed to posting my annual excerpt from the "What I've learned" article from Esquire Magazine. This should be coming in the next day or two when I actually go out and find a copy of Esquire. In the meantime, I have decided to post my New Year's resolutions to LJ since I wanted to write them down anyway and found this to be the best forum... because I won't lose them that way. I have had, in the past, a handful of the same generic resolutions every single year. They have included eating better, working out more, saving more money blah blah blah. None of them were ever really followed past the first week or two of the New Year. However, after experiencing a very different year in '08, I have developed a fresh list of resolutions, which I intend to follow almost to the letter. Here they are: 1. No more TV. I intend to sell my television within the first few weeks of the New Year and stop watching television althogether for the rest of the year, and possibly beyond that. This doesn't mean that if I am at a friend's house and the television is on, or I am at a bar with multiple TV screens I'm going to run screaming out of the room or anything like that. It just means I will no longer own a TV nor watch TV in my home at all. 2. No more eating out alone or ordering in alone I'll admit I do not like to cook for the most part. I have made an effort in 2008 to cook more, but with a nice, reasonably priced Italian restaurant on the first floor of my apartment building with a full bar, it has not been easy. While I do not want to waste my own time Nor anyone else's by putting "save more money" on this list, not going out all the time, especially when I get off work or out of school late and just do not feel like thinking about what I want to eat or cook, will definately contribute to saving a buck or two. As for ordering in, that will be a lot harder. If I cannot eliminate it entirely, I will definatley wind up cutting down. 3. Learn how to spell the word "definitly" Really. I think it's been way too long and I use that word way too much to keep misspelling it. I think I got it that time tho. 4. Be nicer to people I'm sorry, but that's really just in here for PR reasons. As demonstrated in my last few posts, I never know who's checking these blogs and the word "insensitive" as well as a few other terms were thrown my way a little more than usual in 2008. But really, I'm going to try... SATISFIED?! 5. No alcohol in the house other than a bottle of wine unless I plan on entertaining I plan on entertaining a lot more in 2009. I have many more resolutions I could share, but the rest of them are pretty superficial compared to these. Hope everyone has an excellent 2009. I know I will because 2009 is so much easier to type on a keyboard than 2008. halfcaff Current Mood:  crazyCurrent Music: Made to Measure - Unphreys McGee | | Sunday, August 10th, 2008 | | 9:39 am |
Incredible Acts of Procrastination
which have included doing my laundry, paying bills, cleaning my apartment, going out for a nice lunch, shopping around at antique stores, then going home to take a nap... all to avoid having to study for my last final exam next week - has finally led me here, to make my first Live Journal post in 7 months. I was not going to continue lj after I left Los Angeles at the end of last year. This blog that I have maintained since January of 2002 was one of many things I had planned to abandon. I did not have to be a writer anymore nor did I really have anything I wanted to say or share with anyone. But in the long run, for many reasons, I just couldn't stay away. So, I will start with an update. The person you see below is someone who is a lot happier and more fulfilled than he was at the end of last year. This was a picture taken a block away from where I live, between my place and the beach, where my apartment overlooks. Moving back to Chicago held as much adventure an intrigue as moving to LA did 11 years ago. However, my life has been filled with certain patterns and habits I have fallen into that moving to Chicago did not change at all. I still have phases where I eat healthy and workout, then fall off the wagon, sit around and eat junk food, etc. Also, I seem to land in the same type of job whereever I go as well; working in a small office which is in desparate need of reorganization and that task of course falls to me. Fortunately, the difference between living in Chicago vs. living in Los Angeles is that everything is close. I sold my car before I moved and now use the same bicycle I rode in 1989 before I got my first car to get around, and I love it. My job is a ten minute bike ride from my apartment... A TEN MINUTE BIKE RIDE! A year ago my commute was an hour and a half to work and a 2 hour drive back. It really seems ridiculous now. My family and the house I grew up in are 16 miles north of me and not 2100 miles east, but most of my family are now downtown, which is about twenty minutes south. Moving to LA was never about getting away from my family, it was about making it on my own and then getting to move back. Unfortunately I had failed in that respect and am now trying it again here, and doing much better. Chicago has not been without its challenges, but on the whole it has been good. I realized in the long run LA was not that bad either. I mean I did spend ten and half years there. It couldn't have been that bad. I had left a girlfriend and a tight group of friends in order to come back home, and last month I decided to fly back to LA to pay them a visit. Seeing them was a lot of fun, and everyone seems to be doing alright - but when I landed at LAX and left the airport and headed into the city a strange thing began to happen. My anxiety level began to rise. I began to feel sick to my stomach and felt like I wanted to turn around and go home as soon as I had arrived. This feeling lingered my three days in LA, and on the whole it felt like I had returned to a bad dream. Not even leaving the city and driving up to Thousand Oaks where I had spent the happiest of my time in LA - to visit my ex-girlfriend's family, was enough to shake the feeling. At the end of the trip I gathered everyone around and told them I missed them all, but I wasn't coming back to LA any time soon. Then I left. I'm sure this has all been slightly random, but hey, I'm a little rusty. Anyway, now it's time go study... or play some online poker or possibly clean my apartment again... and hope that my next trip out west... will be to Vegas. halfcaff Current Mood:  calmCurrent Music: Comets of Fire | | Sunday, July 13th, 2008 | | 3:49 pm |
| | Tuesday, January 1st, 2008 | | 10:33 am |
Happy New Year
A few weeks ago I packed all my belongings into a truck and drove from Los Angeles to Chicago where I will start a new life back at home. Since then there hasn't been much to say. I didn't want my last entry for a while to be about my possible hernia condition though, so here, once again, is an excerpt from Esquire's annual "What You've Learned" List. 1 The people that I admire may not always be prepared, but they certainly aren't shocked by anything. 2 Never marry a woman without first taking her on an ill-planned road trip. To see how she handles the stress. 3. As it turned out, Gore wouldn't have been so bad to have a beer with. 4. The sound of laughter coming from a room does not necessarily mean everyone is having a good time. The same can be said for group photos, where everyone is smiling. 5. If at the end of an anecdote you have to say, "It was so funny," it wasn't. 6. Growing up, I was told never to trust anyone over thirty. Now, I don't trust anyone under 40. 7. One in a row is a good start. And now, for one of my own: You are nothing without one great, solid skill you can always fall back on. Sometimes giving up is the best way to move forward. I liked the first one better. halfcaff Current Mood:  grateful | | Friday, November 30th, 2007 | | 5:30 pm |
That Makes Two
doctors who have gripped and squeezed my nads and had me cough multiple times just to tell me that I in fact do not have hernia. I do not plan to see a doctor again until I am dragged into the emergency room. That is all. halfcaff Current Mood:  aggravatedCurrent Music: Public Enemy | | Tuesday, November 6th, 2007 | | 11:39 am |
| | Thursday, November 1st, 2007 | | 3:21 pm |
Another year, another meltdown
Saturday afternoon I was supposed to have a meeting with someone who wanted to option one of my scripts. I'll admit, these types of meetings do not come up often. Since I was eager to get to the meeting on time I came to the decision that it would save a few minutes if I ran from the 3rd floor to the 1st floor laundry room in my underwear so I could retrieve my pants. I could easily have ran down to the laundry room wearing another pair of pants and then have switched the old pants out for the pants I was taking out of the dryer, but then I would have had to take the old pair of pants back up to my apartment, lest they get stolen. I dashed out of my apartment with the door slamming behind me, ran down the stairs and sprinted across the first floor toward the laundry room. No one saw me. I quickly opened the dryer and threw on my pants. I was so proud of myself... until I realized I had locked myself out of my apartment. Sitting right next to my keys were my wallet and cell phone. But at least I had pants. I immediately knocked my my landlord, Carol's door. Carol is always home. She can usually be found roaming the halls, chatting up tenants who are coming or going and asking nosy questions. I like Carol, because she's always around when I need her, except for today when she was not answering her door and was nowhere to be found. Knocking on my own door didn't help much either. I have three roommates: 1 is out of town, one is possibly out of the country and one might have been home, but he's always in his room and usually does not hear when people knock - accounting for many a mis-delivered pizza that wound up in my stomach - just kidding, okay, maybe once. I could have called him to see if he was home, but his number was programmed in my cell phone, and my cell phone, well... When I moved into my place, the last thing on my mind was to strategize how I would break in if I didn't have keys, but now multiple plans of action on how I could break in sifted through my mind at once as I stealthy circled the building. The first plan was the easiest: get on the roof, jump down onto my balcony and let myself in. Unfortunately the entrance to the roof had been padlocked. I borrowed a hammer from Burrito Kingdom next door and proceeded to try to smash the lock. By then I was beginning to lose time and patience. In the movies, people always use a CO2 spray to freeze the lock and then smash it with a hammer. I did not believe this was neccessary for such a small padlock. But I was wrong. I reluctantly shifted to my second plan, which involved bothering the neighbors and using their balcony, which was ten feet parallel to mine, to jump up and hang from the roof, while shimmying over to my balcony. The neighbors all watched as I prepared to jump from their balcony while they shouted, " Oh noooo, that looks dangerous, don't do that." They were right. A script sale is not worth my life. At least not yet. Coming in from the balcony I came up with my best plan yet: use the neighbors phone to call my roommate who was out of town and get some numbers of people to let me in! My roommate gave me two numbers. SAL - a friend down the street who had a key, HOWARD - roommate #2. Howard did not pick up but Sal was home and said he would be right over. To my surprise, Sal actually did come right over but informed me that he realized that he only had keys to the front of the building. I was left with only one option: call Diep. Diep used to live in my apartment and now lives a mile away with his fiance, Sarah. The reason I never called Diep while all this was going on was because he told me he would be at work all Saturday afternoon. The last time Diep came over he had forgotten his keys at home. If he was at work but his keys were still at home, I could run over to his place with Sal and pick them up from Sarah - who is always at home. Diep kept me on the phone for 5 minutes while I explained my predicament before casually telling me was in fact at home himself and would come over with the keys. Much to my surprise again, Diep came right over... but forgot the keys. Sal left and I rode back with Diep to his place, picked up his keys, got back to my place and FINALLY got into my apartment, one hour after my meeting was supposed to take place. When I finally got to the meeting, the person who had wanted to option my script was still waiting - amazingly. Instead of him throwing a drink in my face and then walking out, we closed on the option and everything worked out. It's nice to know that I can rely on my friends in a time of need, and while things got hectic there for a bit, at least I kept my pants on. halfcaff Current Mood:  relievedCurrent Music: Manic Street Preachers | | Thursday, September 27th, 2007 | | 6:41 pm |
And now...
The Bachelor Party to End All Bachelor Parties! Since someone is flaking on the actual wedding photos, here are some pics from the bachelor party; a fun-filled weekend in Vegas that consisted of sex, drugs, strippers, alcohol, excessive gambling and even some things that are too scandalous to mention... like STAR TREK: THE EXPERIENCE. Oops! I assure you at least half of everything I have mentioned is all true!!    halfcaff | | Sunday, August 26th, 2007 | | 8:39 am |
13 hours
Finally caught up on some sleep. Slept from 6pm - 7am this morning. Now I'm ready to get some stuff done! Think I'll go take a nap. halfcaff | | Thursday, May 31st, 2007 | | 10:08 pm |
| | Sunday, May 20th, 2007 | | 10:41 pm |
the cicadas
Seventeen years ago this week I was an innocent sixteen-year-old boy, happily enjoying what looked like the beginning of a boring summer in the midwest, when suddenly, out of nowhere, my life was turned upside down. I'm not referring to when I started hanging out with that group - which in most ways was a positive thing, I'm talking about the plague that befell our town for the better part of six weeks... THE CICADAS. Flying insects about twice the size of most cockroaches that came out every 17 years. They had HUGE BEETY RED EYES and would ATTACK without notice and had a mating call that sounded like a MILLION fingers SCRATCHING and CLAWING down a MILLION chalkboards at once! It was horrible!! But it was there, in the midwest, that my blog from that time was just recently unearthed from the vaults of halfcaff's old home. Yes. I had a blog back then too. Before livejournal... even before the Internet. However, I was not the legend known as HALFCAFF I am today... I was better known as "POODLE", "or that dork with the curly hair that looks like KIRK CAMERON". OHHH, HIGHSCHOOL RIDICULE!!!! :Ahem: uh, anyway, I give you my blog from May 8, 1990, a time where my hair was much longer and curlier, and my handwriting was actually better than it is now. It was the time right before those nasty things crawled out from their shells and wrought havoc on my life!!!!!!! Did I mention I have an insect phobia? I assure you, I had no idea what I was in for.   halfcaff Current Mood:  nostalgicCurrent Music: linkin park - min to midnight | | Saturday, March 24th, 2007 | | 10:56 pm |
FAREWELL AFTON ARMS !!!!!!!
I will miss thee... My scantily clad neighbors next door, giving me the finger if I stare too long... Holly, with an "I" who leaves me threatening voicemail messages after I sold her a TV for $25.00 that doesn't work... Ryan, who POUNDS on the door late at night and calls my roomate a NAZI BITCH!! then scurries up the stairs to blast his Red Hot Chili Peppers before I have an opportunity to retaliate, Tony the landlord with the funky Elton John glasses who is sick of Bush's America and ready to go back to England after surviving 7 administrations... the swastikas on the gas pipes in the basement... the multiple car jackings... but most of all, I will miss you, Violet.. and the little man of my Dreams, and the scared girl of Death. You have been excellent roommates and don't think for a second that I will not stop by now and then to say hi and check up on you guys, and maybe, once in a while, to sit down with a glass of wine and play GOTH. All the best... Halfcaff | | Friday, March 23rd, 2007 | | 7:00 pm |
600
Moving again this weekend. In an effort to consolidate I have decided to take down my towers of CDs, remove them from their case and place them in flip books. I bought a book which holds 244 Cds, thought it would be enough. When it wasn't I bought another one. Long story short, there will need to be a 3rd. I have around 600 CDs and it is sick! Especially since I stopped buying CDs for the most part in 2003. Why the hell did I need all that music?? What type of void was I trying to fill? I have only downloaded about 50 songs in the past 8 months. That's only about 4 CDs worth! halfcaff Current Mood:  indescribableCurrent Music: CSS | | Friday, January 12th, 2007 | | 8:41 am |
| | Tuesday, January 9th, 2007 | | 3:11 pm |
Wow, couldn't see that one coming.
Your results: You are Riddler| Riddler |
| 63% |
| Juggernaut |
| 60% |
| Apocalypse |
| 59% |
| Venom |
| 57% |
| Dark Phoenix |
| 47% |
| Dr. Doom |
| 46% |
| Magneto |
| 44% |
| The Joker |
| 43% |
| Mr. Freeze |
| 39% |
| Lex Luthor |
| 36% |
| Kingpin |
| 35% |
| Mystique |
| 32% |
| Catwoman |
| 30% |
| Poison Ivy |
| 18% |
| Green Goblin |
| 0% |
| Two-Face |
| 0% |
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Riddle me that, riddle me this, who is obsessed with having a battle of wits??
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Click here to take the "Which Super Villain am I?" quiz... Current Mood:  groggyCurrent Music: Sea Wolf | | Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007 | | 4:11 pm |
Happy 2007
First, a recap. Last year sucked. Okay, moving on. There was slim pickings this year in the annual "What You've Learned" article in Esquire Magazine so I made up 3 of my own and interspersed them throughout the list below. Major kudos to anyone who can pick them out and tell me what they are. I dare you. What follows are 10 THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND FOR 2007 (brought to you by Esquire and yours truly) 1. If a waiter in France looks at you and tels you that you won't like what you just ordered, trust him. (Ditto Spain) 2. If you accuse a drunk, busty woman of having implants, she'll lift her top to show you you're wrong. 3. The heavier the luggage, the further away the gate. 4. I was always too comfortable with my failure-to-success ratio. 5. There is an inverse relationship between the attractiveness of a couple and the amount of affection they show each other in public. 6. Beating out electricity, antibiotics, and the wheel for the single greatest creation of all time is the USC cheerleading uniform. 7. The only true American profession in the service industry left in this country, which has not been taken over by immigrants is that of FLIGHT ATTENDANT. 8. You should be jealous when you see your partner holding another man's cock. Other than that, get over it. 9. Submitting things to national magazines is futile. AND 10. Never mistake motion for action - Ernest Hemingway Happy '07, y'all! halfcaff Current Mood:  thoughtfulCurrent Music: The Shins, Silversun Pickups & QOTSA | | Thursday, December 7th, 2006 | | 4:15 pm |
The perfect cinnamon bun eludes me again
This is the third time I forgot to take my cinnamon bun home after a long night at CBTL, not including the two times I remembered to take it home and forgot to eat it! It had just the right amount of frosting too :( Current Mood:  hungryCurrent Music: Lily Allen |
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