1.26.2005

the miami herald didn't particularly like my link to today's entertainment column (see below).

so here's the ad rem article verbatim. that sentence was like 50% latin.

miami is like 79% latin. no relation.

RICH -- AND FAMOUS?
Carlos Justo, a Miami real estate agent whose forte is luxury homes, will star in a reality show for The Learning Channel (TLC). Working title: Super Agents. A six-member production crew is following him around -- day and night.
For Justo, 49, the timing is perfect. He's about to split from Coldwell Banker -- and launch his own company. His partner: Irving A. Padron, 34, a former senior VP/chief financial officer of Terremark. They're opening an office in a 1920s neoclassic mansion at 1548 Brickell Ave. Word is they've snagged the Sotheby's real estate franchise for Miami-Dade.
TLC publicist Keesha Bullock says Justo is a TV natural -- a self-made millionaire at the top of his game in South Florida's hot market.
Says Justo: ``I went from high school to real estate. I have no formal education. I had to make it. I didn't have a choice.''
The camera crew captured him cruising about town in a stretch limo, showing properties to wealthy clients by helicopter and giving tours of homes ranging from $3 million to $35 million.
Other high-end agents interviewed include The Jills -- Jill Hertzberg and Jill Eber -- and Jeri Jenkins, all of Coldwell Banker.

TLC plans six episodes to air this summer.



nathan filibustered at 9:17:00 AM



word's out.

we're leaking to the press. see if you can spot leakage herein.

this really is not interesting in an of itself. however, it represents my first attempt at a hyperlink, which is like a regular link, only sans ritalin.

wow that's not funny.


nathan filibustered at 9:08:00 AM

1.19.2005

i dreamed last night about a tsunami, and it was one of my lucid dreams, in that i knew i was dreaming but was still a little bit at my subconscious' mercy.

which explains the ten foot tall audrey hepburn in that rice paddy wearing a pixies t-shirt and saying "Can you hear me now? Good."

anyway, thank you CNN et al., for transforming my most peaceful hours into a hellacious Poseidon Adventure (sans Ernest Borgnine).

my waking hours, meanwhile, are being spent making the Next Great Television Show, which i really think (after taking into account my penchant for wild exaggeration) is still going to be what the kids refer to as the Schizz.

in reference to that first sentence: dreamt is not a word, but i almost prefer it to dreamed, whereas the past tense of dive is dived, not dove (the fact that "dove" is a bird, and only a bird, was drilled into my head at an early age).

"vacuum," has three syllables. look it up.

all this confusion arises from the fact that the folks down at webster's are getting soft.

i don't care if people do say "d'oh." you have a responsibility to keep this language Impossible To Master and Snooty as Hell. just because america's dumb doesn't mean we have retroactively dumb down our language.

my participles are often dangling i realize... that's because english should be tough. like, is it "farther" or "further?" if you're my kind of person, you won't know off hand, but will spend the next 90 seconds figuring it out.

this post started out being about something entirely different, but now i've forgotten what i was going to say.



nathan filibustered at 9:15:00 PM

1.13.2005


that bouncy baby wearing the filibuster hat is the lovely Tahvia.
also, the correct spelling of her name may or may not be Tahvia.



she's the bee's knees, and will probably be driving soon. i'm getting old.

correction: am old.


nathan filibustered at 6:19:00 PM

1.10.2005

posting photos that are clearly intended to annoy one's northerly friends who are spending their winters eating flannel omelettes in a misguided atttempt to keep their core temperatures at double digit levels is rude.

whatever. instant karma's gonna get me:



above: view from the driveway. that's the water at the end of the street. it's wavy. i'm probably about to be bitten by one of the many deadly poisonous things that by law reside in every home's landscaping, but the view sure is purdy.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

below: inside the front door. for a while i thought i had a quriky but lovable roommate named Scooter that was bound to teach me that being cool wasn't the most important thing in life... learning to love yourself is. then i noticed that everyone was more likely talking about that little yellow scooter over there against the wall.



i had more to offer, but i think my picture phone was damaged from all the sun exposure.

in separate train of thought, everyone always asks how the world is so cruel as to have the word "lisp" describe a condition being characterized by an inability to pronounce words like "lisp." but nobody ever gives me an answer.

get on that people.



nathan filibustered at 10:30:00 PM

1.06.2005

hold me to this:

if i ever have identical twins, i'm giving them the same name.

you know... just to get the look on the other parents' faces when i tell them that this one's name is Taylor, and the other one's name is Taylor.

i think it's worth it.

and it's better than dressing them the same.


nathan filibustered at 1:20:00 PM

1.05.2005

the acclimation to warmer climes is afoot.

in a homonymic story, that appendage below your ankle is also a foot. but i'll concentrate on the warmer climes for now. miami is about to feel my wrath. and, knowing my wrath, miami will probably not particularly care all that much. new york, after all, felt my wrath and the next thing i knew i was short one laptop.

new york actually kind of bitch-slapped my wrath. miami can probably handle my wrath too. but i look forward to testing out that hypothesis. my initial impression suggested that the place is really no different from Anytown, USA. a trained eye, however, will notice one anomaly that may take some getting used to: in miami, nobody is wearing any clothes.

where i come from (see separate post), garments are generally made up of so-called "material." in miami beach, conversely, it seems to be perfectly acceptable to wear designers that specialize in either "roll-on" or "internal" designs. i'm fairly certain that, in south beach, wearing only a tampon to the beach may be considered a little racy, but nevertheless socially acceptable.

i theorize that sports illustrated has never sold a single copy of its swimsuit issue within a 50 mile radius of miami. this is because buying a swimsuit issue in miami would be akin to reading a back issue of Nova from the surface of Mercury.

you know what? of course you don't. so i'll tell you. i have too much to write here. so, i'm going to just post this mutha and post some pictures at a later date. not too later. just later.

i just realized that i made it sound as though i'll be posting pix of half naked women. i'll try not to do that, but it may prove difficult. try not seeing a japanese person in a photo essay of downtown Nagasaki, then talk to me.




nathan filibustered at 6:34:00 PM



at the podium.

name: ..nathan..
shoes: thin, uncomfortable
sleeping in: queens (the city, not Latifah)
mirror: :rorrim
throws: righty
current crush: young britt eckland
lunch: i'm into brunch now
cohorts.

=audio science=
=LL Robot=
=Hasser Vision=
=Seanbaby=
archives.

11.04 12.04 01.05 02.05 03.05 04.05 05.05 06.05 07.05 08.05 09.05 10.05 11.05 12.05 01.06 06.06 01.07

talk to me Goose.


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