Needing to lighten things up a bit after that last one i figured i'd put down some odd randomness.
Thank you to the recent fashion trend of plaid, old man golfer looking shorts. Not only does it make the mindless fashion following idiots stand out so we can see them coming, but now all the mall stores have something else to sell so the rest of us can have our cargo shorts look back.
Thong sandals still look stupid on guys. Right up there with the 'socks and sandals' combination.
Walking around and spitting anything into an empty soda bottle, whether it's tobacco or sunflower seed shells, is sooo white trash.
Yes, i fully realize that trying to keep harmful, unnatural things out of my house and the environment while getting tattoo artists to inject colored shit into my skin in various designs is a bit hypocritical.
Ah, fuck my left arm... it just keeps falling asleep anyway. How am i supposed to know when i'm having a heart attack if it goes numb all the time.
While i'm swearing anyway: 'fat-tits' is my current favorite put-downs.
There has got to be a connection between manic depression and allergies.
No, this is not a list.
i like deer, but i could live without their shit.
Love is a pretty cool thing. i recommend it.
The most recent 'Brand New' album is the most underrated album of this past year.
When should you use 'passed' and when should you use 'past'?
i need a snack...
Sep 11, 2007
Whydja Bomb?
The date has an ominous feel even when you just write it after your signature. When i was a child i remember my teachers having me interview adults asking them where they were when man first landed on the moon. They instantly remembered, even before i had time to get the question fully out of my young lips. You'd see the look on their faces... you could tell they were there again. No matter how much time had passed they always remembered and could instantly bring themselves right back there.
As an adult i now have, along with everyone else who was alive on that day, an event that i will never be able to forget "where i was during". i can't even fully get those three numbers out of my now adult mouth without the memory flooding back.
Then i slowly retrace the emotions i have experienced since then. First came fear, then came anger, then came sadness, and now i have found myself returning to anger. It seems to always come back to anger. The first occurrence of anger was towards those who committed the act. The second anger comes from what has been done in that day's name.
Early in life i realized that Santa Claus was a lie. Not long after i learned that history was a lie. A lie written by those in power. Rarely is the truth a part of history. As i am now old enough that i have lives through some history i realize more than ever that i had found some truth in identifying a lie.
The story of that day is not the reality that we experienced. i will ever be disturbed by how many people still believe the lie that there is some tie between the attacks of that day and the atrocious war that we are currently fighting. My heart aches every time i see those new ads on the television where family members of soldiers and survivors state that leaving Iraq is giving in to the 9-11 terrorists. This propaganda makes me think of '1984'. It makes me think of my trip to Dachau. With so many people claiming to be history buffs, why have so few seen the connections between today and then? Is this still my country?
Listening to 'Animal Chin Radio' today (my iPod on shuffle) everything was put back in to perspective. i have said many times that Allen Ginsberg reading a telephone book could calm me down in even the most panicked of moments. Him reading Kerouac's 'Dharma Bums' fills me with peace. Today it was a recording of him reading his own poem that helped me. Somewhere in the crazy mixed company of The Ramones and Damien Rice a recording of Allen Ginsberg reading his poem "HUM BOM" came on (here is a link to the words: http://archives.obs-us.com/obs/english/books/ginsberg/humbom.htm ).
This reading from his box set has always been one of the most impressive displays of poetic tongue muscle i have ever heard. Although he died before this current war started, today he reminded me that we have been doing this forever, time and again. In fact, we did this exact thing once before. Not even the names have changed.
i was also reminded of something else. i was reminded that art can save us all. It is the only thing that possibly can.
As an adult i now have, along with everyone else who was alive on that day, an event that i will never be able to forget "where i was during". i can't even fully get those three numbers out of my now adult mouth without the memory flooding back.
Then i slowly retrace the emotions i have experienced since then. First came fear, then came anger, then came sadness, and now i have found myself returning to anger. It seems to always come back to anger. The first occurrence of anger was towards those who committed the act. The second anger comes from what has been done in that day's name.
Early in life i realized that Santa Claus was a lie. Not long after i learned that history was a lie. A lie written by those in power. Rarely is the truth a part of history. As i am now old enough that i have lives through some history i realize more than ever that i had found some truth in identifying a lie.
The story of that day is not the reality that we experienced. i will ever be disturbed by how many people still believe the lie that there is some tie between the attacks of that day and the atrocious war that we are currently fighting. My heart aches every time i see those new ads on the television where family members of soldiers and survivors state that leaving Iraq is giving in to the 9-11 terrorists. This propaganda makes me think of '1984'. It makes me think of my trip to Dachau. With so many people claiming to be history buffs, why have so few seen the connections between today and then? Is this still my country?
Listening to 'Animal Chin Radio' today (my iPod on shuffle) everything was put back in to perspective. i have said many times that Allen Ginsberg reading a telephone book could calm me down in even the most panicked of moments. Him reading Kerouac's 'Dharma Bums' fills me with peace. Today it was a recording of him reading his own poem that helped me. Somewhere in the crazy mixed company of The Ramones and Damien Rice a recording of Allen Ginsberg reading his poem "HUM BOM" came on (here is a link to the words: http://archives.obs-us.com/obs/english/books/ginsberg/humbom.htm ).
This reading from his box set has always been one of the most impressive displays of poetic tongue muscle i have ever heard. Although he died before this current war started, today he reminded me that we have been doing this forever, time and again. In fact, we did this exact thing once before. Not even the names have changed.
i was also reminded of something else. i was reminded that art can save us all. It is the only thing that possibly can.
Sep 10, 2007
33 Revolutions Per Minute
i've been reading for quite some time now about how the major labels of the record industry have been filing lawsuits against college students, colleges, kids, and mothers alike all trying to prevent the downloading of music. i know i have written entries before about my view of sharing music, weather in mixed tapes or on the internet, and you can reference them off of the 'music' heading of this site so that i don't bore those who have read it before.
i have a plan: "Project Fuck Major Labels". When will they learn, they are attacking those that support them the most. Even crack dealers know they'll get more money in the long run if they occasionally give some out for free.
Here goes. Keep buying from the indy labels. They aren't starting these ridiculous suits and we need someone to put out music once the majors crumble (Dropkick Murphys and New Found Glory coming out next week are both currently on indy labels). Stop buying disks from major labels. Those artists you enjoy who are on major labels can be supported in other ways: put the money you would have spent on a cd into band merchandise and concert tickets (we'll deal with ticket agencies later... one at a time now... just like the Spartans). Bands typically get a higher percentage from merch and tix than cd's anyway so that's more money for them while less for the label.
As for the music one must be a bit more creative. The internet is not all that difficult to track, especially if you are downloading ton's of shit. Keep an eye out for yourself and think. If you and your crew really need that new Brittany Spears album, even though she has no talent and is so chemically altered she makes Anna Nicole Smith look like a mear recreational user, pick one of your pals to buy the cd and all copy-load onto player-or whatever those over-edited tracks. Old-school piracy, after the ships but before the internet.
Each of you take turns as your favorite pop-tarts put out albums and there would be such a decrease in sales that the majors would be forced to fold within a decade. As long as you continue to buy from indy's they will rise in their place, with hopefully more morals and ideals. Keep supporting the bands in other ways and all should work out.
If i get arrested for hypothetical manifestos you know who came reading. i feel some drive to speak my mind even more lately as i was reminded this weekend of all those in other countries who are tortured for speaking their minds... even though they probably had better things to say than stop supporting major record labels.
You vote every time you open your wallet.
i have a plan: "Project Fuck Major Labels". When will they learn, they are attacking those that support them the most. Even crack dealers know they'll get more money in the long run if they occasionally give some out for free.
Here goes. Keep buying from the indy labels. They aren't starting these ridiculous suits and we need someone to put out music once the majors crumble (Dropkick Murphys and New Found Glory coming out next week are both currently on indy labels). Stop buying disks from major labels. Those artists you enjoy who are on major labels can be supported in other ways: put the money you would have spent on a cd into band merchandise and concert tickets (we'll deal with ticket agencies later... one at a time now... just like the Spartans). Bands typically get a higher percentage from merch and tix than cd's anyway so that's more money for them while less for the label.
As for the music one must be a bit more creative. The internet is not all that difficult to track, especially if you are downloading ton's of shit. Keep an eye out for yourself and think. If you and your crew really need that new Brittany Spears album, even though she has no talent and is so chemically altered she makes Anna Nicole Smith look like a mear recreational user, pick one of your pals to buy the cd and all copy-load onto player-or whatever those over-edited tracks. Old-school piracy, after the ships but before the internet.
Each of you take turns as your favorite pop-tarts put out albums and there would be such a decrease in sales that the majors would be forced to fold within a decade. As long as you continue to buy from indy's they will rise in their place, with hopefully more morals and ideals. Keep supporting the bands in other ways and all should work out.
If i get arrested for hypothetical manifestos you know who came reading. i feel some drive to speak my mind even more lately as i was reminded this weekend of all those in other countries who are tortured for speaking their minds... even though they probably had better things to say than stop supporting major record labels.
You vote every time you open your wallet.
Sep 9, 2007
Jedi Master Cipher Diez?
Bastards! Tattoo a portrait of my mum? Really? i'm a clone of my dad, Jenga, you idiots. Me and all the clone troopers are motherless. Should i get a tattoo of a test-tube?
New survey on the right. i'm not sure what to do with you people.
New survey on the right. i'm not sure what to do with you people.
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