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Tuesday, July 23, 2002

MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL

me and my friend tom went over to a club in west hollywood called MICKEY’S tonight to catch their drag revue entitled DREAMGIRLS. i would normally not go to that club, but we wanted to make it a night of drag shows, since the newly reopened club PEANUTS has it’s monday night drag-a-thon, too. it was fun to see the girls again, after the dry spell that followed the closing of ...shit! ...i can’t even remember the name of it.

CUPPING (NOTHING TO DO WITH FARTS)

my acupuncturist has been also doing a technique called CUPPING on me. it’s very effective, but it hurts like hell. i mean it really, really hurts. what he does is, he takes this device that looks like one of those penis enlarger pumps and connects it to these little glass cups (the circumference of a silver dollar). he then places the the whole thing on my lower back and begins to attach the cups to my skin by sucking the air out of the cups using this contraption. after he has attached about seven cups to my back and left butt cheek, he leaves them on there for about fifteen minutes. it feels like someone is pinching me very hard. then he comes back into the room and removes each cup. now this is where the real pain starts. he takes what looks like a toothbrush with tacks on it instead of bristles and spanks the places that were suctioned with this S/M toothbrush, until they bleed. OUCH! DOUBLE OUCH!!! the idea is to relieve the stagnation in that area. it sounds crazy, but it works ! after i do it, i don’t have to take the pain relievers as often (for the two days following the cupping). the most fucked up thing is that after doing this for the past two weeks , my back looks like a war zone. i’m all bruised from the process.

THERE’S A LIGHT...OVER AT THE FRANKENSTEIN PLACE

i’m so happy about my surgery date next monday, july 29th. finally, an end to chronic pain. finally, a light at the end of the tunnel.

WHAT BECOMES A LEGEND MOST ? ...AN URBAN LEGEND.

when i was in high school, the urban legend that made everybody forget about the woman being strangled in the studio as the OHIO PLAYERS recorded LOVE ROLLERCOASTER (another urban legend), was the one about ROD STEWART being rushed to the hospital to have his stomach pumped. as legend would have it, the contents of his stomach contained nearly a gallon of semen.
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