Archives: [October 2000]
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This is the archive page for the month [October 2000]; below you should see headlines and summaries of all entries found here from that month. Click the appropriate link at each to read the entire entry.

I'm in love. Again. | October 31, 2000
I'm in love with the Monday bartender at Smart Bar, as a matter of fact. Don't tell her! Smart Bar has started a brand-new poetry open mic, the same night as Mad Bar's, which I've been to for the last...

And now, ladies and gentlemen, a quick impression. | October 30, 2000
Jason Pettus at the Defiant Theatre production of "Macbeth," October 27, 2000: Wait a minute. If Macbeth freaks out so much over killing people, why is he having Banquo killed? "He has to. The witches said he was eventually going...

Halloween past. | October 27, 2000
I'm trying to figure out my weekend Halloween plans right now - tonight I'm going to see an occult-heavy adaptation of "Macbeth" by my friends at Defiant Theatre, tomorrow is what will hopefully be a fun party at my friend...

Rage...subsiding... | October 26, 2000
A good day yesterday - I managed to eat a whole box of crackers and an apple without throwing up, a new four-day record. God bless that stomach flu. The road to recovery is a long one, my friends -...

My body hates me. | October 25, 2000
I've spent the last three days on my deathbed, running a fever of 102 at points, copious amounts of vomit and other, less pleasant, substances coming out of my orifices on a regular basis. Why does my body hate me...

I'm utterly unmarketable. | October 19, 2000
The gravity of this statement finally hit me this morning. I was watching the new Fox morning show, hating it, getting ready to go to work, thinking about its predecessor, "Fox Thing in the Morning," a truly funny, slightly subversive,...

Work = dysfunctional family. | October 18, 2000
I'm trying to decide how much to talk about the meltdown at work last week, the one that delayed this front page for four days and almost made me quit my job. It's complicated. I signed a non-disclosure agreement when...

Oh no, I'm singing out loud again. | October 16, 2000
And in the middle of public, no less. This is a bad sign. It is Saturday night, 11:30 pm, my name is Jason Pettus, and I'm fucked up. And I'm on my way to a...stockbroker party. How did this state...

Well, goddamn. | October 11, 2000
I'm going to make a confession here today, one that may possibly come as a shock to you - the only reason I perform at poetry shows is so I can hit on girls afterwards. The horror! Yes, it's nice...

Our overseas friends speak. | October 10, 2000
Last week I made an open invitation for readers from other countries to write in and tell us what they thought of the American presidential elections. Do they follow it in other countries? Do they care who the next American...

I came, I saw, I IKEAed. | October 9, 2000
Well, I had a crazy ass weekend, including a blind date, a trip to a suburban superstore for Swedish furniture, two navy guys who think I'm the great hope for American Literature, and amateur dyke porn. Let's see if I...

What did I think of the vice-presidential debate? | October 6, 2000
I think I'd like to see Cheney and Lieberman running for president, that's what I think. The two of them made the presidential debate earlier this week look like a circus, Gore and Bush with little clown hats on and...

Another night at Joyblue...sigh. | October 5, 2000
Actually, it wasn't as bad last night as it usually is. Through some coincidence of the gods, a bunch of my friends ended up showing up at once - Greg, Shappy, Carrie, Patrick, Lola and Erik, which almost never happens...

I'm drinking by myself again. | October 4, 2000
Is that a bad thing to admit? I'm sitting in my apartment, getting the new update of Porn For Nerds ready, working on v6.0 of my website, watching the presidential debate, drinking a 40, writing my front page tonight because...

I love 7th Heaven! | October 3, 2000
But Jason, you ask, how could you possibly love a G-rated family drama on the WB about a perfect preacher, his perfect wife, and their perfect seven children? Well, I'll tell you. 1. Because they're not perfect. The family on...

Here's an actual dream I had this weekend. | October 2, 2000
I dreamt I was invited to be in one of those hipster web/literary shows that always take place in San Francisco, like the Fray but it wasn't the Fray. I had written for the site a couple of times and...