I'd like to go to the movies today.  I'm still not sure whether I want to see the Hunger Games, Dark Shadows, or the Avengers, but I'd like to go to one.

I'd prefer not going alone.  I'm up for the first to take the offer.  My treat (and lunch if you'd like).

I'd do it with a guy, too (but dutch treat and no future mother's day, and I'll dump you if a girl takes me up on the offer).  Bro code, no?

In any case, regardless of my personal habits, the event won't involve drinking, smoking (anything) or sex.  It's just a movie.

I feel like David Bowman from 2001.  I'm in this little cocoon world (when I'm not at work).  I eat blue food.  I'm awaiting the transition.

I feel relieved.  I've been telling people for almost thirty years about the damage that sugar does to your body (and been considered a nutjob).

Now, I need to point out that this ISN'T something new.  Please review:

The Saccharine Disease

And then, kindly look at:

Anomalies and Curiosities of Medicine

There will be a test later on the skin as an organ of elimination.

I got a day off to go tomorrow so I can see John Prine, the Preservation Hall Jazz Band, and Robert Plant.

I might go every day (hey, it's free).

I'll be going alone unless there's a volunteer.

;)

http://www.hardlystrictlybluegrass.com

I've got a co-worker at last, so I can go out to lunch with someone sometimes.  I've been exploring California St. (Palo Alto) restaurants by day (Mountain View by night), but not every day.

Today wasn't one of those days.  My co-worker is frugal, and I wouldn't want to put him on the spot, but I felt just miserable (allergies), and I wanted to brighten my day, so I took the long walk and got a glorified lunch ($65 with tip) at Sundance Steakhouse.

It was magnificent.  I got the filet ($32), which came with broccoli, carrots, garlic mashed potatoes, reduction sauce, and a fine aged angus filet mignon.  I would always want the veggies cooked more (last fifteen years or so, veggies have been warm salad), but I understand the pandering to the common request syndrome.

I also got a glass of the Charles Krug reserve ($16?), which was divine, and complemented the meal perfectly.

My only regret is that I mentioned 'black and blue' to the maitre d', and I found that it was, in fact, offered (I didn't think to ask since it's not listed on the menu as it is at Branches Wood Fired Chop House in Ukiah (yeah, weird, isn't it--a five star restaurant in the armpit of CA?).  

Sundance Steakhouse is an extravagant restaurant, but it is honestly not overpriced.  I'd have fun taking a lunch date there (If I had a lunch date, that is).

I've got my Mac moved to my new digs in the Bay!  I got my Clipper Card (loaded with VTA pass) and my FasTrack.  My apartment complex is simply beautiful (and delicately fragrant).

I'll have to buy some earthquake straps, I suppose.

If I had a daughter, I think a name I'd like is Zoe Aisa.

Zoe means 'life' in Greek.

Aisa is the other name for Atropos, the third muse (the one that cuts the cord of life), 'death' in other words.

It's pretty, and it would take her a while before she questioned it's meaning (about the time that a name like that would come in handy).

I've got scads of gay friends of both genders:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03PnU27cWDs

This, for geeks, might be the mother lode:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qybUFnY7Y8w

In 1996, Ukiah California was ranked the #1 best town to live in California, and the sixth-best place to live in the USA.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ukiah,_California

Of course, that was before they closed the Masonite plant.

I'm normally not 'paranoid' but cautious, having come from a city.  I lock my doors when I leave. 

I forgot to lock my car doors when I came back from the grocery store yesterday.

This morning, my car had been rifled through, and they took my iPhone dock and (for some odd reason) my medical marijuana cards (photo IDs, which aren't going to be much use for them).

And I'm sorry to say that the phenomenon in males called 'love' does not appear to be related to whatever phenomenon the females report.

I'm starting to think that the only actual 'equal' relationship is between a male and a CAIS female.  They can have the experience that I refer to.

The other girls?  Well, it appears that your brains simply aren't capable of handling a signal such as 'love'.  Whatever the fuck you are calling it, it's just not the same thing as what we males/CAIS experience.  I've been paying pretty close attention to this.

You see, there's all sorts of connections in the male brain that fire when 'faces' are presented (kinda funny that it's just faces, eh?).

These connections are capable of short-circuiting all sorts of 'sensible' stances.  I've not only 'experienced' this, I've actually cultivated it (seeking out instances where I'd experience short-circuiting so I could examine it).

It's very similar to the effect of alcohol, actually (makes us stupid, it does).

You girls don't have an equivalent response, and from that, I understand that your definition of 'Love' has to necessarily be retarded.  Since you can't experience it, even if you were to say that you 'had' it, I'd have to point out that you don't understand it, and (by definition, since it's a 'male brain' thing) can't *EVER* understand it.

So, that said, WTF do you girls 'experience' (since it's provably not the same thing as us, as you *can't* experience what we do because you don't have those circuits)?