Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Help Laura and get free beer..

My good friend Celia is hosting a blood drive and event afterwards for her sister Laura, who has cancer. I'm posting her blog message here in hopes some of you will come. (Here's the original link: http://5thandspring.blogspot.com/2005/08/help-laura-get-free-beer.html )

On Friday, August 26th, we are holding a blood drive for my sister Laura. Cut to the chase, donate a pint of blood and you get a free pint of beer at Cole's. If you're not a regular reader, let me bring you up to speed. My sister Laura has cancer, here's her blog. She's undergoing chemotherapy, has anemia, and can use our extra pints.

Volunteers from Kaiser will be drawing your blood at the downtown penthouse of my friend, Adam, from 11:00AM to 7:00PM (address below). Appointments can be made for the top of each hour to avoid long waits. Adam was the amazing wedding coordinator who planned and hosted my sister's wedding. Did you see the pictures from her wedding? So if you didn't get an invite and want to see those amazing views for yourself, make an appointment and donate blood.

All donors will receive a gift bag which includes a Mega Millions Lotto Ticket, and a gift certificate for a free pint of Spaten from Cole’s during the after-party. Yes, that's right, there's an after-party, a gift bag and free beer. Later that night, Laura's maid of honor, Ali, is hosting a party for all of our friends and donors at Cole's. You don't have to donate blood to come to the party, we're hoping you will anyway.

As if that weren't enough, one of the best local bands in Los Angeles - I See Hawks in LA - will be playing in the back room. So if you're a Hawks fan, or if you're eager to hear what the LA Weekly calls "The finest cosmic cowboy music since the Burrito Brothers.", then make an appointment to donate blood and come to the party.

To set up an appointment, call or email Ali:

Via email: amazarei@travelzonellc.com OR amazarei@colespebuffet.com
Via phone: 714-715-1685

Blood Drive Location
Adam’s Penthouse
533 South Los Angeles Street
Between 5th Street & 6th Street
7th floor

Cole's P.E. Buffet
118 East 6th Street
Between Main Street & Los Angeles

Laura's Blog Address

If you would like to donate items for the gift bag, food and/or drinks for the donors, or have any other questions, please don't hesitate to email me.

Thanks in advance to everybody for all your kind words, help, and support.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

Back in black...

Yes, I'm back. Back in black. Haven't been online for a while because I moved into a new place and haven't gotten a wireless card yet. The new neighborhood is pretty cool, although I'm prepared to ask the club around the corner for a permanent cover charge waiver to make up for the inconvienence of their hideously drunk patrons hogging the parking spots on all surrounding streets (not cute when getting home from work after midnight, tired as hell.) If you're bucks enough to pay a cover charge and buy loads of overpriced drinks, you can spring for the cost to park in the club's lot, bitches.

Monday, May 23, 2005

Le Chic

So I live in what is considered a fairly hip side of town, real close to Sliver Lake, Los Feeldeez, and Ego Park. On any given day and any given street, in said neighborhoods, a person will cross paths with not one, but about 168 hipsters. All of whom have likely paid forward their previous months' salaries to mirror the Trailer Trash Chic look which has been en vogue for quite some time now, in part thanks to the assholes at Vice (and I almost don't even want to attribute any credit at all to Vice, for even acknowledging them fulfils their prophecy.) For the past year or so, though, I have noticed another trend slowly seeping in, like the gas leak that's going to kill your Grandma next fall.

Noticebly, militia inspired clothing has come and gone many times. Camo cargo shorts, tabbed jackets, and boots are nothing new. Neither are Che Guevara t-shirts and Fidel Castro train conductor style hats, but they definitely lead to the more recent trend I speak of... Soviet Union and People's Republic of China related clothing. At first I only noticed a few very political students at school wearing garb along these lines. An intense, straight faced femme fatale in my sociology class constantly wore a jacket with a Mao Tse Tung patch proudly stitched on the back and a foreign exchange student in my cinema class wore a soccer jersey emblazoned with the CCCP's hammer and sickle. Of course communism has always been a staple of the intelligista crowd, but something is slightly off when you see countless people in a day crusing town in a CCCP cap like it was for the Dodgers and learn of a store somewhere in Los Angeles that sells authentic PRC clothing. Perhaps Angelino men will start carrying Chairman Mao's The Little Red Book instead of their little black books. Pretty soon everyone at The Echo and Star Shoes will trade in their AC/DC shirts, torn stonewashed jeans, suede slouchy boots, and mullethawks for form fitting hammer and sickle tab jackets (perhaps with princess sleeves for the girls), stylishly too tight marching pants (black of course), knee high steel toes, and severely pulled back straightly cut hair.
I'm telling ya, Communist Chic is on the up and up.

Sunday, May 15, 2005


Revenge of the Sith. Yeah, that's right. I have little to no Star Wars cred. I can only fully outline the plot of The Empire Strikes Back. The last one I saw (I think it was Phantom Menace) sucked ASS. George Lucas always disappoints me with his knack for getting shitty performances from any actor, no matter how talented they are. The CGI in recent years was a total joke. Even with all the advancements in technology since the OG Star Wars films, in the newer ones, I still would have most definitely preferred the dated, yet still highly crafted, small scale modeling style ala The Empire Strikes Back. I know Lucas probably did not make Revenge of the Sith nearly as dark, nor as brooding as it should be, and will once again showcase unbelievable performances with bad CGI..... DESPITE ALL THIS... I STILL CANNOT WAIT FOR REVENGE OF THE SITH!! Perhaps it is the thought of going on opening night, to sit in a completely sold-out theater with hundreds of people who are costume donning, light saber carrying, making their girls dress up like their wet dream fantasy Princess Leia (or more retro if you go by the actual chronology of the story, Queen Amidala), total nerds who are out of their minds, crapping in their pants excited, who have been counting the days (probably literally), since the last release, for this event. How could it NOT be fun?

Monday, May 09, 2005

Burning Down the House

My best friend, her brother, and I have lived at our current place, a duplex on the east side of Hollywood (East Ho, and ya don't stop), for a year and 5 months and will finally be moving out... away from our peeping Tom landlord in June. Yes, peeping Tom. The back unit is supposedly occupied by our landlord, only we have never once seen the blinds on that place open, nor light leaking from the shut windows at night. He's very quiet and reserved, no real personality and often forgets important things we talked about. There has been some beef because of his lack of swiftness in fixing shit around here and our sweet, lovely neighbor lady from Germany has often given us insight confirming his shadiness. The landlord went so far as telling her she's not allowed on the premises anymore after he caught her "talking to us too much."

We often see him perusing the premises with seemingly no objective in mind. We have gone outside to leave for work or what have you, only to find him standing en guard, "Hey, glad I caught you on your way out. Did you [business related whatever]?" Ok, perhaps some strange coincidences. But, there have been many times at odd hours (read: after business hours, sometimes btwn 10pm and midnight) when we have been inside our apartment discussing very particular grievances about the landlord, and just then he'll come knocking on our door casually (as if showing up unannounced is ok) mentioning, "So, I wanted to talk to you guys about [exact topic we were just discussing.]" What the fuck? Maybe this place is bugged. German Neighbor Lady thinks there is a camera somewhere on the exterior of the duplex, though we haven't seen one. {slasher movie intro music} I wonder if he watches my sillhouette while I'm up late online. {/slasher movie intro music}

Sunday, May 08, 2005

My First Blog EVER.

A Filipina Goddess entered into my life and proved not all bloggers are self-hating emo assholes, gravers, twelve year old Traci Lords en queue, and/or pretentious art fags. Oh wait, maybe that's just Live Journal. Anyways, for now this is fun for the normal folks who like to talk shit to the wind instead of play circle jerk on message boards. I won't write a bio thing as any type of introduction. Those make me feel too publicly full of myself.

"I a'int trippin. I'm just kickin it."