I soooooo cannot sleep right now. I’ve twittered a million times, posted an image on flickr and surfed around lookbook.nu for awhile. I’d really just like to sleep.

I’m posting again today because I’ve neglected this part of my internet life due to another internet love: flickr

Anyway, I just got my Beaubourg Tote by Louis Vuitton. I’ve been a fan of their monogram collection for awhile but the damier is slowly creeping up. This is currently #__ (who cares right!) of my LV pieces. It also might be my favorite piece thus far because it’s one of those every day totes for men or women. Sadly this is one of the last pieces I’ll be buying for a real long time.

The lovely thing about this Beaubourg Tote is that it also doubles as a laptop carrier. I already own a piece for that, but in the event I wanted to travel light, this is the perfect bag. For my everyday use, the Beaubourg is carrying my Canon G10, 250GB WD portable/slim hard drive, keys, LV coin pouch (attaches to the side), Nintendo DS Lite, iPhone, Kodak Zi6 HD video recorder, sun glasses, chap stick, a few files and other misc items.

Can’t say enough good things about this bag. It’s a little stiff at the moment, but Louis Vuitton is known for getting better by the age… so this Beaubourg bag is definitely going to be a keeper!

Inside the meatball we have: Breadcrumbs, 2 eggs beaten, diced pepperoncini’s (make sure to dry with cloth), parmesan cheese, onions, garlic, lean ground beef, creole seasoning and hot pepper flakes.

SO GOOD and easy. Just keep adding in breadcrumbs till the consistency isn’t too moist (but not too dry) and dice everything up so it doesn’t fall off when you pan fry. I usually use olive oil but it doesn’t matter. Basically fry them till the outside is nice and brown and the remainder will cook with your spaghetti.

I usually cook a few all the way through just to eat alone… especially when the cheese melts in your mouth with that tiny zest of pepperoncini!!!

Take a look at the final outcome:

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For awhile now I’ve been twittering about a fucking Toilet Seat Pisser at work. Some bitch keeps taking a leak and doesn’t seem to care that they leave remnants of their disease filled piss on the seat. Note: this is a unisex bathroom with one toilet and no urinal.

Does this really bother me since I stand to piss? YES. I have to pick the seat up so if there is piss on the seat then it bothers me. Sometimes I even have to take a shit so YES it bothers me.

So I got to thinking about all the bathroom dilemmas we’ve had at work. There’s the exploding shitter whose shit seems to hit all sides of the bowl and loves to leave it there. There is also that shitter who pushes WAY TO HARD and leaves the bathroom all muggy and gross. There is also that cunt who sprays the air freshener like 7 times to mask out the ass… but it just turns into a really potent sea breeze smell with a hint of ass and because it’s so potent, it’s actually worse because it hurts your nostrils. And then there’s the person who doesn’t flush.

Anyway, 6 or so months ago, someone puts up a sign above the toilet. That shit said “Please put the toilet seat back down after use”

Ok first of all, I get it if it were a women’s bathroom and a guy needed to go so bad he “borrowed” it. But this shit is a unisex place of pissin’ and pooin’

You want to talk about equality, then you bitches betta learn to put the seat down and touch it like the rest of us. Because if we men have to touch it to put it up, then you bes touch it to put it down and if takes a gay man to be just as much of a diva… then this gay man is me cause I ain’t down with that double standard crap.

SO ANYWAY… my point is, this note probably pissed off the Toilet Seat Pisser. He probably thought, “If I gotta put this shit up and down every time I piss, then I want do it at all. I’ll piss as is.”

UGH. So now we both lose. Boys and girls. Piss and poo. It’s all over the place.

If I was straight and married to a woman, I would have a urinal installed in our master bath. That way she wouldn’t be so fucking irritated with a toilet seat being up. So when they redesign our office… I hope to god we have either mens and womens bathrooms… or at least a urinal for men who pee without fuss.

End rant. Long day.

I totally won!

Quick review of this cool gadget. If you’re looking for some scientific bullshit analysis of the light output, don’t bother reading on. The only thing I will say is that so far, there seems to be a loss of one stop in your flash unit with this on.

I’m currently shooting with a canon 5dmkII and 24-105mm f4L.

At any rate… this thing is bad ass! The fact that I could achieve this type of lighting pretty much anywhere I go is awesome. It’s portability is one of the main reasons I decided to go with it. There are no cables, batteries, electronics of any sort. Just snap and play. That’s the best thing about this ray flash ring light.


I’ve tested it a bit outdoors as well and it’s provided me some really nice fill light. The colors are fantastically natural and the output does not feel harsh at all. Also, my friend was standing a few feet away from me and from where I was the flash lit her really well while still maintaining the beautiful orange light that was hitting her from the setting sun.

I haven’t had a chance yet to post all images, but if you’re interested, please visit my flickr page for updates on this amazing little unit. Highly recommended!!

Befriend me on flickr.

ExpoImaging Ray Flash:

This is why I love United States of Tara. Plus I’m a huge fan of Toni Collette.

Geeks like me. My personal favorite, though I use canon:

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Easier read than done right? In most cases, yes.

It’s hard to be happy sometimes. Especially when you feel down and out. Here’s 10 things that made, or make me happy. Things that you might not have known… so like the whole family, friends, bf’s gf’s won’t apply to this list because it’s a given.

Feel free to contribute, maybe I could tackle a few more happy habits.

1. When I was a kid I collected stuffed animals. Sounds somewhat normal right? But what if I told you that I kept them perfectly snugged in my pillow with each stuffed animal tucked away in it’s own space. Almost like a pillow case of stuffed toys jam-packed like sardines.

I never understood the reasoning behind it, but it comforted me. It could have been because I’m gay // who knows. The important thing was that it made me happy.

2. I find connecting with people makes me happy. If I were to say that I’m not really socially outgoing, it might not sound right because I’m a party kinda guy… but truth be told, I’m actually really shy and get overly anxious in social settings.

That’s my biggest flaw. Comfortability upon first impression and we all know how important first impressions are. I don’t know. I’m socially scared to be honest. I contribute this social inability to my upbringing of hiding who I was for so long.

I shouldn’t say “hiding”… more like not really understanding why I was different and for a long time, I tucked away all those questions I had. I never once was conflicted as to whether or not I was gay. I knew I was different but I realized that I was gay after high school because it became more apparent with the different outlets and knowledge that was out there in the world. Late bloomer I guess.

Anyway – So basically, for a majority of my life, I tried to be someone I was not. Straight. And now it’s biting me in the ass because sometimes I feel like I have to be what you want me to be and I can’t do that so I sit their with nothing to say…. until of course I have a drink and I become less shy about being me.

At any rate, that’s why connections make me happy. I don’t have to try to be someone I’m not. Connections off bat, allow me to be… well… me.

3. Holding the door open for people. I love it when people are genuinely happy when I open the door for them. Makes me happy.

4. Scarves. I absolutely adore scarves and I have a problem of buying every single scarf that I like. I have a ton of them. Most I don’t even use, unless you count trying them on in the store. You can say that I have an addiction for scarves because they make me happy.

5. I’m a material girl. There I said it. UGH. I never thought I would be, but alas, I’ve fallen in love with the Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Diesel’s of the world… fashion in general… but also gadgets, cameras, computers of sorts. I love toys for big boys like big screen plasmas, 30″ apple displays, imacs, ipods, iphones, i-anything.

I use to pride myself in being all thrift. Everything I got was from thrift stores and I loved it… I still do. But I’m also a material girl now. It’s bad. But I can’t deny that new nice things make me happy.

6. Design. Good design makes me happy period(.)

7. Eating outside in the patio of a restaurant in summer with good company and a beer or cocktail. It’s so Sex and the City right? Totally Carry Bradshaw. Not only does the scenario make me happy, but the drinks add a little kick too.

8. That little red dot with a number. All you mac users know this red dot. It’s that notification red dot we all love. Whether it be for an IM, Text, Email, Update, etc. Even though most of the notifications I get are from work emails, they still make me happy.

9. Rainy day schedules. They were the shit back then in elementary school. I guess because it threw off the daily routine of school, it made me happy.

10. Coffee. Coffee makes me happy. It turns a bad morning into a bearable one and a good morning into a fantastic start. It’s what I turned to in college before and sometimes after classes to keep me going. It’s the most unhealthy, but happiest breakfast I could ask for.

11. I know I said 10 things, but this doesn’t fall into the jurisdiction of my list but it has to be said. Photography. I know it’s obvious, but it’s a part of my life that I am 100% certain about. If there is one thing in my life that I know I will do forever, it’s photography. It makes and will always make me happy.

I know in the beginning, I said sometimes it’s hard to be happy. But I’m taking that back. This list could keep on going. I guess I just realized that it’s hard to force yourself to be happy, but it’s easy TO BE HAPPY because it’s all around. Happiness shouldn’t be analyzed or criticized.

You just gotta let it happen and not think about trying to be happy. Make sense?

So here’s the thing. It’s another new year, but is it really gonna be a new year? Like will this year be any newer than 2008? I feel like I could just grab a previous new years journal post stored somewhere deep in my computer and re post it.

I wanna be this, that; I wanna do more with my life, get in better shape than ever before. I wanna travel, meet people, try new things. I wanna live free, without worries and without strife, yada yada yada.

Dammit, I really want this to be a New year for me though lol.

And that’s all I’m going to say. No need for resolutions of sorts. Just change.

And not even necessarily change for the better, though welcome. But change for the sake of contrast would be nice too.