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Just Another Day In Paradise

I haven’t said much about life in general lately and I’m starting to worry that people out there, whoever you are, might start to think that I’m some kind of bad mother for not mentioning my little bundle o’ joy more often. Well, if only to save myself from public shame, I have to tell you that D and I have been incredibly busy with Phoenix since his arrival, naturally. Which is mostly why I’ve neglected my innocent little blog so much as of late. We barely have time for much else but, to whomever it may concern, I’ll give you a small glimpse into what goes on behind this web-based facade of my silly, misguided existence.

Phoenix had his first doctor’s visit yesterday. At just six weeks old, he was subjected to two injections from a duo of syringes longer than his forearm, administered by some over-the-hill gorilla lady with ashy knuckles and a moustache, with hardly an ounce of tenderness. But, alas, he survived and emerged victorious, now immunised against Hepatitis B and Tuberculosis. We also discovered that he ineed has some mild eczema, so we’ll pick something up for his skin soon enough, although the amazing, natural line of Weleda products we’ve been using has done wonders already. He still gets the odd patch of dry skin here and there and seems to be particulary prone to heat rash but in this hot and humid Caribbean weather, it’s no surprise.

Pookums stands tall and proud at 12lb 5oz now and he’s 100 per cent clinically insane. He enjoys most of his days (and nites) milking Mama D dry and when he’s not satisfying his hunger pains, he’s pooping, peeing, burping, puking, bauling his head off, knocking off a few rounds with D’s tits, dancing to Rollergirl, staring at the bed head, smiling, squeaking, squirming, attempting to crawl, struggling to make sense of my crazy curls, immersed in the TV and/or computer screen, brushing up on his boxing, pulling off an uncannily convincing Popeye impression, shoving his feet into my diaphragm, dozing off or demanding more boob juice. Oh and, every once in a while, he’ll sleep. He also makes a habit of throwing his own parties at the witching hour every nite, at which we are always present (D provides the beverages). Breakfast begins at approximately 5am, 6am and 7am every morning, collectively and then it’s time for his daily exercise routine, which consists of push-ups (or pull-ups, as the case may be), sit-ups and various stretches.

So, yes, he’s doing just fine.

Lately, we’ve been playing the typical famiy role, performing the daily grind, so to speak, until there’s enough money saved up in my pension for us to extract and head back to Arizona, finally. We wake up not so bright and early every morning, tend to the master, enjoy a bowl of diced organic bananas and/or apples with pomegranate, acai or blueberry granola and soy yoghurt, feed the scraps to the neighbourly iguana on our balcony, check out the latest Wii updates, dabble on Second Life a little, Pookums permitting and maybe indulge in a little television or music. I’ve been working mostly from home, as I barely do anything at the office anymore besides sit around, eroding in the dark and I can perform just fine on the Mac right here at home and still spend my free time helping out Mama D with the little monster.

Occasionally, we’ll trek down to the beach, Phoenix in stroller, though he doesn’t seem to care of the saltwater very much so sometimes we’ll simply venture downstairs to the nearby swimming pools visible from our balcony and wade in the smaller tub for a while. He seems to have taken quite a liking to water, provided the temperature is just right. So much so that we can now comfortably bathe with him in the bathroom and scrub him down in unison, even feeding him right there and then should he feel the urge to suckle. We always take him shopping with us and tomorrow we’ll even make an attempt to make a trip to the cinema with the grandparents to watch Wall-E, if it’s even playing here yet.

And that’s about our life as it stands right now. We’ve been a little more preoccupied with Second Life since he’s entered our lives and we’re ever so slowly getting back into the groove and I’m hoping to start spinning again soon, should I find some way to do so using Ableton Live (I’ve grown tired of SAM). In the meantime, I’m not sure what to do with this little corner of cyberspace. I’m not even sure if I’m making the least bit of difference with all my posts on environmentalism, veganism, transgenderism and the sort although I’ll still continue forward on my quest to convince the mass populace to wake the fuck up.

But baby gets what baby wants.


Friday, 27 June, 2008 at 6:21 pm Leave a comment

Get Smashed

Super Smash Bros. Brawl

Yeah, that’s right. I smash.

This is where my geeky side really starts to shine. We finally landed a copy of the long-awaited Super Smash Bros. Brawl for our beloved Wii and, when I’m not busy with Phoenix or taking care of business elsewhere, I can’t seem to put it down. I really don’t know what it is about Smash Bros. that drives me wild but, truth be told, it frightens me. I can still remember spending hours and hours after class at UAT playing Super Smash Bros. Melee with random (and loyal) challengers outside of Cuban Pete’s, kicking ass and, likewise, having my ass kicked in return and nobody could quite get enough of it until their eyes were bloodshot and the buses were making the last rounds for the nite.

The tournaments, the pizza, the screaming and sweating. God, what an ugly picture. You can’t get an experience like that very often without paying a dime. I’m almost ashamed to admit it but I’ve been one of the sad addicts of this infamous videogame for a long time now.

So, the fire in my nerdy, button-mashing heart has been rekindled with the addition of Brawl. I’m a little rusty but I’m slowly finding my way back up to my previous stature. If anyone wants a piece, punch in my Smash Friend Code: 5069-4340-6124 (I’ll be playing as yellow Yoshi, most likely). Besides, I’m tired of playing alone. Somebody play with me. Please? D just thinks I’m a dork.

Thursday, 22 May, 2008 at 8:23 pm Leave a comment

Playing Dirty

Analysis of hazardous chemicals and materials in games console components

The use of hazardous chemicals and materials in electronic products is widespread. Despite some recent improvements – a result of a combination of legal restrictions in some parts of the world, and voluntary action by companies – many devices still contain a variety of hazardous substances.

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Thursday, 22 May, 2008 at 5:12 pm Leave a comment

It’s About Time

Super Mario Galaxy

There is so much I’ve been itching to post! And so much that I just plain forgot to. Lunch with Harmony, heading out to Calico Jack’s with Nikko, the latest album from Adele, more eco-friendly baby products, parenting classes, Fierce Angel downloads, my recent sleepsexing habits and Super Mario Galaxy! But, to tell you the truth, I’ve just been too caught up with other things these past few weeks or so (and collecting power stars on top of it all–whoo, boy!).

We’ve found so many baby things to shop for and they’re all looking great. The latest and one of the most exciting discovery’s is this Eco Cradle from Green Lullaby I spotted on Our list just keeps getting bigger and bigger but I think, little by little, we’re narrowing it down to the bare essentials. Sure, we’d love to go overboard but we’re not exactly the luxe consumer types. Baby steps, after all. And there is that small matter of our current account balance that might be worth taking note of. I think we’ve fallen in love with The Body Shop. So much so that we’ve purchased well over $100 in goods within the past two weeks alone. You might see us strolling down the sidewalks with our organic tote bags (in lieu of the traditional plastic alternative, of course), sporting all-natural mineral makeup , fragrances and lotions and even bathing with hemp soap. I’m starting to scare even myself but there’s no denying that I’m loving it. Now it’s Phoenix’ turn to go green!

In other news, I recently bumped into an old friend of mine whilst perusing for vegan goods with D last week. Exchanged hugs, hellos and numbers, including one from another old friend/co-worker/mentor from years bygone. Last I heard from her was around 2005 and I did miss her so. I called her up that same day and she immediately picked up on the effects of my transitioning, without me fessing up a single word. Soonafter we got into the discussion that typically follows, she informed me of another transgender on island who she so happens to be acquainted with and even suggested we do lunch sometime. Excitement! Looks like there’s life on Mars after all.

More later…

Thursday, 6 March, 2008 at 7:41 am 1 comment

Life Is A Game

Mario Kart Wii

I Want This!

We’ve been loving the Wii. Checking the news every morning, participating in worldwide polls, making Miis of celebrities, friends and family, surfing the internet like lazy bums on our couch and downloading wicked amounts of Virtual Console games. (Well, more like six.) Sure, we love Elebits and the pre-packaged Wii Sports (I go postal on the Tennis) but, oddly enough, we’ve been immersed in the retrospective world of video game yesteryear. Super Mario Bros. 3, Kirby’s Adventure, Sonic The Hedgehog, etc. and D’s been glued to Paper Mario since we downloaded it a few weeks back. Why? Because we’re still scraping by with barely any money to our name and getting any sort of actual Wii games on this secluded little island is just plain suck.

Anyway. Crazy work week with the Century 21 crew. And, another burst bubble, I won’t be getting that superior Senior Graphic Designer position I hoped for. Sucks to be me. So I’ll just suck it up and deal with the current unprofessional lunacy. Went out for dinner at The Wharf Restaurant with the parentals last night for Valentine’s and now, in a few hours, D and I are heading to the movies for Sweeney Todd. Yeah, it finally made it here. And maybe we can catch Juno over the weekend?

Friday, 15 February, 2008 at 11:35 pm Leave a comment

Putting On The Ritz

So I’ve just started putting together a little something called the Guide To The Silky Way, for lack of a better name (I get lazy with being creative when it’s this late) that consists of various websites I frequent to download music. Some of you might know, some of you might not but, whenever I’m actively involved in Second Life, I go about business by the name of Summer Escape and I just so happen to be an online DJ and freelance photographer/graphic designer. When I’m on the decks though, so to speak, I still go by Silky. And often, people make requests to hear a certain song that I might not have in my possession. It’s at times like these when this particular guide comes in handy. P2P is simply too slow to accommodate me so I make do with search engines and directories and the like. Nowadays, though, I use it mostly to download music for my own enjoyment. And damn, I have fun with it.

In other news… Mom got mad at me today and started flying off the handle for no apparent reason, chewing my head off about me being disrespectful and unappreciative and how she hopes my child doesn’t treat me the way I treat her. 5 minutes later, she was fine. I guess it’s just one of those mother things but I’ve been more worried about her lately than I ever have before. The other day, she vanished off the face of the Earth until the next morning when she mysteriously made it back home, got her coffee and suit and went to work as if nothing had happened. After struggling to reach her for hours, she finally gave me a call and told me she wasn’t feeling so well (to put it very mildly) and insisted I say nothing to anybody.

And I’m the one in counselling.

Aside from that, it was a pretty swell day. D and I made the rounds that morning dropping off one of my portfolios to a potential employer and walking through town under a warm, Caribbean sun (or sweltering heat, depending on which one of us you ask). We picked up some lunch from Kirk Supermarket and took a bus down to the Ritz-Carlton, where I planned to submit another résumé but I decided we’d enjoy some of the fancy shmancy amenities first. So we lounged on a coupled of shaded beach chairs and enjoyed our sandwiches and snacks, went for a little swim and relaxed in the glistening saltwater for a few hours before heading in. Their bathrooms are probably some of the nicest I’d ever seen. (We stole the towels.) Danielle certainly enjoyed them.

We made a friend on the bus on the way back whom I have yet to call, damnit. I’ve gotten so accustomed to laying low since we arrived that I keep forgetting to get in touch with people. I guess I’m just having too much fun being caught up with D. She makes my world shine, I swear. Well, nothing else to report, I suppose. Maybe I’ll talk about the other Virtual Console games we downloaded or the movie The Fountain we just watched later.

Sunday, 20 January, 2008 at 7:20 am Leave a comment

Super Happy Mania!

Yoshi's Story

Yoshi’s Story!

We just purchased our very first Virtual Console blast from the past and, naturally, it had to be a Yoshi one. One of my all time favourites. Say what you want but it’s blog-worthy in my book. Because I’m a video-game loving dork. Yoshi!

Thanks, Pap, once again!

Wednesday, 16 January, 2008 at 5:09 am Leave a comment

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There's plenty fun to be had. From the Cayman Islands, to London, to Phoenix and back again, Silky's been there, done that. But life's for the living and I ain't dead yet. Making vegans look cool, trannies sound sexy and delivering shit hot Electro is my deal. Loving my beautiful wife, nurturing my baby boy Phoenix and making my small mark on this jaded world of post-consumerism is my mantra. Friends, welcome. Guests, indulge. There's plenty fun to be had.


Birthdate: 19th February, 1983 Nationality: Caymanian Star Sign: Aquarius/Pisces Orientation: Bisexual Diet: Vegan Occupation: Graphic Designer WiiMail:
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