11 october 2000
oral cravings

something to chew on
mentally or dentally
either way's not enough
geeku by me

That is hands-down one of the goofiest pictures I've ever taken.

Last monday I perforated seven styrofoam cups with my teeth. When I ran out of styrofoam, I experimented with self-cannibalism on the inside on my lip. It's still sore.

Throughout the week I singlehandely destroyed a ten-pack of Bic (tm) pens. I'm still wondering how poisonous the ink that I swallowed is...

On saturday, after our gig, I chewed a hole in the gold chain that my parents bought me in Florence in 1981. It's been around my neck for almost twenty years, and four days ago I managed to break it in half with my teeth. My parents arrive here today, and they're gonna wonder where it is ... shit, must find a jewelry repair shop, soon...

Yesterday, I was chewing on my cell-phone antenna and it came off in my mouth.

Coincidentally (no pun intended), my new cell-phone arrived yesterday to replace the one with the now semi-ingested antenna.

And all I can do is wonder ... will this oral-fixation obsession ever stop? It's been almost ten days without a cigarette, and I'm still acting like a teething puppy-dog.

Did I mention how cool my new cell-phone is? It turns into a walkie talkie with the people in my department (Brutus voice-paged me at the Dume Room last night), I can surf the web with it, check weather, news, stocks, go to zagat.com, find a good sushi bar in any city, then automatically dial for a reservation. It's got this cool thing called "list manager" where you type in all your names and phone numbers on the web, and then the website beams them to your phone for easy access.

It's a very handy little piece of hardware, and I've somehow managed to keep it away from my mouth thus far. Here's a picture of it, stolen from the motorola website.

Pretty nifty, huh? Actually it looks better in person, kinda like me, wait, what am I saying?

I'm saying that ... um ... my lunch break is over and I need to get back to work and random dental destruction of desktop items.

I think my glasses are next...

11 october 1998: : on a brief hiatus

11 october 1997: not so spicy flu remedy : Then, again, sounding better than the Spice Girls is nothing to be proud of. Sounding ten times better than the Spice Girls ... well, that's a start.

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