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Rick Paulas


Last Updated: 12/12/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Swinger
Age: 28
Sign: Virgo

City: Los Angeles
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 12/31/2004

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Saturday, February 23, 2008 
You're, like, totally missing out if you're not checking these out!
Thursday, January 31, 2008 
July 13th, 2007: The first, and only, time I performed stand-up comedy. From what I understand, most comedians start their careers by relying on the classic standards of "shock" or "fart humor". Evidently, I did the same.
Saturday, January 19, 2008 

After about a 2-year long run with the greatest name I've ever created, it's time to retire the mantle that so many young women (and, surprisingly, so many young men) tried to add as their friend solely for copulative purposes. It's probably just as well anyway, since everyone pronounced it wrong. It was supposed to rhyme with 'Hercules', not 'molecules'. Fools.

Currently watching:
Grey Gardens - Criterion Collection
Release date: 14 August, 2001
Saturday, January 19, 2008 
From now on, all correspondence will be located at this new location. Until that one gets blocked at work too and I have to take my wares elsewhere. 
Thursday, November 01, 2007 

I'm starting to like this new trend in commercials of slow-motion photography against a simple piano music soundtrack. I've only seen two such commercials, but that's good enough for me. The first, and it's a pretty damn good one, is for the X-Box video game Halo 3. Now, I have no idea what a "Halo 3" is, but that commercial has me tearing up just thinking about the inevitable human-vs-alien war.

The second, brand-spanking-new commercial, the reason this "trendspotting" blog was written, is for the NBA which, after a little research, I've found out features the song "Every Day" by Carly Commando. Simple, yet completely effective. The part I like best: Tyson Chandler getting owned by Yao.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007 

Today, there was a news story about "The Golden Compass", a new fantasy movie starring Nicole Kidman and Daniel Craig that is being boycotted by a bunch of Christian folks because the novels (and, presumably, the movie) has anti-organized religion themes and the author is a noted atheist. Apparently, he wrote the novel -- the first in a trilogy called "His Dark Materials" -- as a response to the overwhelmingly Christian themed "The Chronicles of Narnia". Anyway, it was on the news and this lady on the LA Fox affiliate, one who always wears a cross necklace, had this to say:
 
"The author wrote the books, he said, as a response to 'The Chronicles of Narnia', which he said were 'ugly and poisonous' because of their Christian themes. (sarcastically) Yeah ... you wouldn't want good to triumph over evil." 
 
Leaving out the whole "good triumphing over evil" line that seemingly showcases her narrow-mindedness and presumable bigotry towards other religions -- if hers is "good" the rest must be "evil", right? -- why is the atheist view dismissed so easily and attacked whenever someone comes forward to present the view, yet it's fine if someone wants to present their religious views, usually in the form of Jesus fish on the rear bumper of their cars?

In other news: This guy fucked a 92-year old lady's corpse! Presumably, he hasn't had a chance to update his profile since the incident, so do you think his mood is "excited" because he's about to fuck a 92-year old corpse?

Friday, August 03, 2007 
First post in awhile, I know, but I haven't had many strange days like these recently to blog about. It's probably because of my hermetic lifestyle. Anyway, today included:

- Being forced to stay up late because helicopters were searching my neighborhood at 2-4 in the morning for some criminal that decided to shoot at cops instead of being arrested. (Eventually, they got him.)
- Going to my car in the morning and seeing that it got egged overnight, which I wasn't too upset about since its retribution for my many, many high school eggings.
- Receiving a letter from an inmate in a maximum security prison -- where he knows Charles Manson -- asking me for a free copy of the 'zine I used to edit, Duct Tape & Rouge. 
- Belting out "Gloria" by Laura Branigan and Joe Cocker's version of "With A Little Help From My Friends" in a karaoke bar after my sketch writing class.

That's all for now. I'm not asleep yet, however, so it's possible that more may be yet to come.

EDIT: Two minutes after I posted the above blog, I had to kill a cockroach of substantial size walking across my kitchen floor. It's only the 2nd I've had in 2-and-a-half years of living in this apartment. And now, it's time for bed. Like Martin Mull said in Clue moments before a chandilier fell behind him, "I just can't take any more scares."
Wednesday, April 18, 2007 

Current mood:Penis Power!

You're gonna want to head over to this link and watch the video (yes, all 9 minutes of it) if you want to hear such great new catchphrases like:

"With a penis all up in your vagina you ain't have no defenses!"

"We're definitely living in the 21st century."

"And when a man is in a predator mode he is going to look for the weaknesses of a woman- (for instance) - her vagina is cold."

"they have taken the same concept of the jackrabbit jumpin from here to there into the design of it -- it jump up all over the clitoris"

And many, many more! What's your favorite quote?


 

Monday, February 12, 2007 

Yeah, so, I haven't been writing here. Oh well. Boo-hoo. Get over it. But that doesn't mean I haven't been writing. In fact, I've been doing all sorts of fun stuff. Like ...

1. Editing The Coming - a new blog that focuses on the LA comedy scene.
2. Writing a weekly-ish article for the Chicago Sports Review.
3. Taking a sketch-writing class at Second City.
4. Trying to meet black people!
5. ... because I'm watching The Wire.
6. Reading words in a variety of things! Like ...
                a. Books!
                b. Cereal boxes!
                c. Magazines! 
                d. Directions from Google Maps!
                e. Music criticism!
7. Constantly looking for the warning signs of the inevitable coming of zombies. 8. Eating food!
9. Using exclamations more, both in my writing, and in my speaking!
10. Forcing every list I make to include 10 items, no more, no less.

Thursday, January 11, 2007 

Current mood:completely silent

My work bathroom is tight. Literally.

There's only one urinal, and that's usually unflushed, full of extremely yellowish-orange leftovers. There are two stalls, but unless you get lucky and the prime handicapable stall real estate is open, you have to cram yourself into the "normie" stall nestled tightly in the middle.

Because of the cramped quarters, whenever I'm in one of the stalls going about my business and someone walks in, I become extremely still, like I'm hiding from a T-Rex, or robbing a bank and the security guard just strolled by on his nightly walk-through. Of course, in this case, it's the exact opposite of stealing. 

I not only stop all movement and paper ruffling, but also avoid dropping anything else into the toilet. When the newcomer leaves, I start again. This probably has less to do with me trying to be polite and more to do with my mostly-irrational fear of the new guy making fun of my puny dumpling upon hearing the tiny splash. 

During one of my silent moments today, I got to thinking. Am I the only one who does this? Do other folks, in mid-defecation, freeze when they hear someone else entering the bathroom, and then start again once they leave? 

I know there must be a few others like me out there, because there's been a handful of times when I've tried to open a stall door, only to find that it's been locked, currently occupied. In those cases, the occupant must have been keeping silent on purpose, or else I would have probably picked up on it. Toilet deposits are a messy business after all, with a lot of motion and odd noises.  

Later, during my 2nd round, I opened the bathroom door and took a moment before heading towards the handicapable stall door. Was it occupied? I didn't her anything, but I felt another presence there. Almost like a psychic phenomenon. And, in fact, when I tried to open it, someone was in there, being as still as they could until I left, which I did immediately, since I could relate to this anoymous defecompadre.

On my way out, it got me thinking again. I'm sure you've all felt, at some time or another, the feeling of someone nearby, only to find out that your feelings were right.

With that in mind, I present to you The Great Bathroom Psychic Experiment!

To try this experiment you'll need two things:

1. A bathroom at work (or any non-public restroom) that has more than one stall.
2. The urge to urinate or defecate.

Step 1: When nature calls head over to the bathroom.

Step 2: Upon opening the door, take a moment to "feel out" the situation. If (a) you can see someone inside or; (b) you can hear any motion (rustling of papers, flush, fart, etc.) then the experiment is void.

Step 3: If you can't hear anyone or see any evidence of someone else's presence, stand by the door for 5 seconds. During this time ask yourself "Do I feel another presence? Is someone in there with me?"

Step 4: Once the 5 seconds are up, head to the stall and find out for yourself. You can listen for movement, try to open the stall yourself, or peek underneath for feet.

Step 5: Go about your business.

Step 6: When you return to your desk, record your results.

Is there such thing as a psychic connection between people? Can you tell someone is in the bathroom without any actual sensory evidence?

Do a few attempts, maybe 10 or so, then leave me a comment with your results. When I'm satisfied with the numbers of entries, I'll send them off to Coast to Coast, where Art Bell and/or George Noory will bestow upon me an honorory Strange Phenomenon Hunter crown, to be worn during all of my future experiments.

We're on the brink of something extraordinary here, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you in advance for your participation.