May 30, 2007

Nah...Really?...Nah

Oh the sites! After watching a double-header soccer game this past weekend with beer sluts discussing match.com adventures, myspace pages, and ex-boyfriends 5 sections away during the first game followed by 8 year olds comparing cellphones throughout the second game i thought i had seen quite a bit. That was until i was out mowing the lawn Tuesday evening.

A 6 year old girl rolled buy on a razor scooter while talking on her cell phone. How metropolitan. A future car accident waiting to happen in 10+ years. Holy fuck!

What's wrong... really... what's wrong? What does a 6 year old (or 8 year olds) need a cell phone for? They shouldn't be anywhere without some sort of adult supervision anyway. And we wonder why we have to keep adding new area codes.

i recently heard of a new study where they looked at brainwaves and the effect that cell phones have on your brainwaves. They found that cellphones (and even earpieces) change the local brainwaves when you are talking on them. i can only image what they do to your reproductive organs as you keep them in your pocket, or wear them like an idiot on a belt holster.

Keep it up mutherfuckers... i can see the future lawsuits now.

Sub-urb-ia

Yes, i enjoy suburbia. All the benefits of city life with some of the space of country life. i like being able to be downtown in 10 minutes or less to visit the museum, see a show, or go out to eat at one of the many restaurants. i like having a bit of land to separate me from the rest of the public. i like having trees and vegetation and birds that come and visit as well as the occasional turkey, deer, or coyote. What a wonderful mix... i almost feel like i get it all.

Yes i know about all the drawbacks, social and environmental, but i am a big fan of the balance of my two tastes. i can, after all, make my own house as environmental as i can afford. Can't do that to a rented apartment now can you?

There is a movement i would like to start, however, to improve the life of all living in or near suburbia: everyone should mow their lawns on either Mondays or Tuesdays, after they get home from work. You see, not everyone has a nice, quiet, on-site exhaust free electric lawn mower like me.

Spring, summer, and fall in suburbia echos with the sound of gas chugging lawn mower engines. They wake me every weekend morning and buzz straight through to the beginning of the work week. Everyone seems to have a different time scheduled as to ensure that someone is always mowing at any given moment of the weekend. There must have been some neighborhood meeting that i wasn't invited to where they set the schedule with a lottery to see who mows when. "Lets just not tell that antisocial, skinny punk motherfucker" i can hear them saying now.

Why Monday or Tuesday? Those days suck anyway, why not just pile on the suck. Get it all over with in one fell swoop and keep weekends enjoyable. Evening avoids the heat of the day and no one's trying to sleep anyway.

What do you say gang? Can we do this? All for the betterment of our society.

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May 27, 2007

Rated R

i put in the DVD "American Hardcore" to watch again and before the FBI warning or anything came up the colored rating box that we have all become so familiar with filled the screen. The rating, of course: R. This was not surprising but it served as a great reminder, anything that has anything to do with punk in any way should be "R" rated, otherwise it's not being done right.

i prefer to steer away from putting too many limitations on what gets defined as punk, but whatever you call punk for yourself it should challenge the status quo and that, inevitably, will get you an "R" rating. There is no "G" punk, no "PG" punk, and surely (don't call me Shirley) there is no "PG 13" punk. No sex, no nudity, surprisingly minimal swearing yet still it gets an "R" rating.

There's something to an idea that is so challenging that it gets such a rating. There's a power to that.