Monday, July 27, 2009

I never blog.

But here I go, in what is my first post in a long damn time I am going to inform the "blogospere" that their blogs suck.
Seriously. I just went through the "view next blog" feature for well over 30 minutes trying to find something at least mildly amusing and I came upon a few things; self-righteous twatbags and their "Special someones" talking about their mundane existence in Ogden, Utah. About fifty shitty painters trying to convince me that their "art" is worth purchasing because it was in the background of a shitty teen movie, Some shit in what looked to my eye like Korean, and not a funny, or even mildly amusing line in any of them.
I kinda wish that I had saved that half hour of my existence for something better, like masturbation or something.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Advice on the "Fairer" sex.

Nick’s humble advice on the fairer sex...
Current mood: awake

When she walks away from you mad
[ Throw shit at the back of her head ]

When she stare's at your mouth
[ mouth the words "Fuck You" ]

When she pushes you or hit's you
[ Headbutt her ]

When she start's cursing at you
[ Know that loogies feel worse than words ]

When she's quiet
[ Show her your privates ]

When she ignore's you
[ Fart in the closest proximity possible ]

When she pull's away
[ make sure she smells the anal vapor ]

When you see her at her worst
[ Tell her she smells even worse than that ]

When you see her start crying
[ ask her to be quiet, you are trying to watch the game ]

When you see her walking
[ Smack her ass really hard, be sure to leave a mark ]

When she's scared
[ Ridicule her ]

When she lay's her head on your shoulder
[ tell her that she has a huge, heavy melon ]

When she steal's your favorite hat
[ Smack her on the nose with a newspaper ]

When she tease's you
[ React violently ]

When she doesnt answer for a long time
[ Shrug your shoulders and turn your back ]

When she look's at you with doubt
[ Give her the finger ]

When she say's that she like's you
[ she really thinks you are merely slightly less douch-ey than her last conquest ]

When she grab's at your hands
[ Scream "Stranger Danger" and run like hell. ]

When she bump's into you
[ glare at her and tell her to knock that shit off ]

When she tell's you a secret
[ Tell her gossipy friend ]

When she looks at you in your eyes
[ Two words: Farmer's Blow ]

When she misses you
[ recommend booze ]

When you break her heart
[ the pain is easily remedied by booze and new dick ]

When she says its over
[ She is sick of your stalker ass. ]

When she repost this bulletin
[ she wants you to eat it ]

- Hang up on her every chance you get, because shes not saying anything.

- When she's mad grab her tit and don't let go

- When she says she's ok believe it, she can't be complicated.

- because 10 yrs later she'll still not know your name

- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you hope she gets Herpes

- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up, because everyone loves a stalker!

- Treat her like nothing matters to you.

- Tease her and laugh behind her back.

- Keep her up all night with your dick.

- Call her stupid when she tells you that her favorite movie is "Independence Day"

- Give her the pearl Necklace.

- Let her wear your manchowder.

- When she's bored and sad, Tell her to stop being a self-righteous twat.

- Let her know she's unimportant.

- push her into the pouring rain.

- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;"Deal with it"

If you do post this in the next four minutes the one you love will :
Call you.
Kill you.
Loath you.
Worship you.

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Body: 40 Things You Might Not Know... Or give the slightest fuck about.

*This is a Nick Survey, If you have no sense of humor, proceed to stop reading now, and remain a vagrant on the roadway of life.*

1. What color is your underwear right now?Blue. I know you really wanted to have that information, I may have just finished your life's quest, in which case, you can feel free to stop reading and do something wonderful or even something worth you while...

2. What are you listening to right now?Exposition's album "Give a Penny, Take a penny" It is pretty damned good.

3. what are the last 2 digits in your phone number?Ocho Quattro

4. What was the last thing you ate?The confection handed down from the heavens to us mere mortals by god himself, passing the secrets down generations, then being patented by the benevolent corporation General Mills Who produces this erection inspiring delicacy under the name "Cinnamon Life."

5. If you were a crayon what color would you be?clear.

6. How is the weather right now?Fucking pleasant. So goddamned beautiful I am going to go outside and continue being fucking awesome. That is how goddamned pleasant it is. It is a beautiful day for a killing, it's a beautiful night let's go steal...

7. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?Your ma. She thanked me for last nights amusement via fornication. To use the parlance of our times, I "knocked the dust" of of her "Pussy"

8. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex?Their ability to hold their liquor. And their glorious chesticles.

9. Favorite type of Food?The glorious, belly-sticking wonderment that is Toms Diner (In the heart of 5 points) I swear to your local holy leader that it will make your genetalia much better.

10. Do you drink?Does the pope shit in the woods?

11. Do you smoke?I smoke a pipe to lend creedence to my own self-importance and sophistication. Well that and it is a wonderfully relaxing way to spend an hour or so.

12. Ever get so drunk you don't remember?I do this every night. because it is the only way I can tolearate these surveys. And my newfound profession of completely ruining other peoples lives. Bet you didn't know I was running for office!

13.What color are your eyes?Hazel. Mysteriously Hazel... As in "I am fucking deep" Way deeper than you. As in everybody that disagrees with me obviously has inferior intelligence and is thusly not worth listening to... That is the color of my eyes.

15. Do you wear contacts?Nope, well I use them for condoms for my incredibly teeny weeny penis. So in a sense I "wear" them.

16. Single?Aye. And thankful for that.

17. Favorite Month?May

18. Ever cried for no reason?Yes, and afterwards I put on all of my Cure albums simultaneously and painted my fingernails. Then I dyed my hair and put on the manscara. It was very therapeutic.

19. Last Movie you watched?A know your rights video from "Copwatch". Facinating.

20. Favorite day of the week?Oftentimes it is Thursday. Sometimes it is Saturday.

21. Are you too shy to ask someone out?Sometimes, I mean here is something that you gorgeous ladies don't know about many of us guys, we are wicked intimidated by you. It takes guts to walk up and talk, lay down a compliment, or god forbid, ask you out. And your inevitable rejection only serves to feed that insecurity.Holy shit. I think I answered on honestly... OUCH!

22. Hugs or Kisses?Why can't it be both? I mean shit I paid GOOD MONEY for this, it better have both... Um.. er... Shit.

23. Chocolate or Vanilla?Why can't it be both? Why do you still want segregation of the ice cream community... Fucking racist!

24. Do you want your friends to respond?Of course. I want them to shower me with attention. and gifts of money. and praise. so that I can lead the flock to follow the eventual return of Hale-Bopp. In Nikes and purple cloths... OK, is this reference to old?

25. Who is most likely to respond?To my overwhelming sexiness? Well that would be all the fly ladies that happen to be on my friend's list. They can't help it, I attribute it to my groin thrusting prowess, But in all likelyhood it is the hair. The 'fro that grows down below.

26. Who is least likely to respond?Anyone that does this will shock the shit out of me because noone reads these goddamned things anyways. Actually a few of you will respond because you will have the same compulsion to do these that I do...

27. What books are you reading?"A Higher Form Of Killing" Wow... Seriously... WOW.

28. PIERCINGS?No thanks, I have an overwhelming fear of needles.

29. Fav. Movie?Brazil. Watch it if you want to see some eerily prophetic stuff, watch it... And to see the great Bob Hoskins do his damn thing. De Niro in a bit part...

30. Fav. baseball team?Pittsburgh Pirates. Willie Stargell... Barry Bonds... And honestly, I don't really remember why, but I stick with my teams...

31. Any pets?Just your ma. She loves the collar and the gag ball. Don't get mad at me, I only speak the truth. You might want to have an intervention though because she is pretty addicted.

32. AIM?I haven't used it in ages. I use yahoo on occasion. Literally 3 people talk to me on there.
33. Butter, Plain or salted popcorn?I like mine without the kernel things that get stuck behind your teeth making you talk like a Jerry's Kid because you have been fucking with it for days, pushing it up under your gums. Matter of fact, buttered popcorn jelly bellys are superior in every way.

34. Dogs or cats?No thanks... I have liked a few in my day, but to quote Abraham Lincoln; "Those little sumbitches make too much fuckin' noise."

35. Fav. flower?Tulips. On my organ. Knawmean? I know subtlety isn't my strong suit.

36. Have you ever fired a gun?Um... I am from Montana... What the fuck do you think?!?Ever seen Deadwood? That is a little like my hometown.

37. Do you like to travel by plane as opposed to car?in most instances. Although my car is the perfect road trippin' automobile.

38. Right handed or left handed?Depends on what I am doing... I try to keep them in equal shape if you know what I mean. If you don't then you can have a brief discussion with former Surgeon General Dr. Joycelyn Elder.

39. How many pillows do you sleep with?3. Because I have so many imaginary girfriends that they need a place to rest their weary heads. Only post-coitus though. Otherwise they don't get to share in the wonderment that is my pillowy haven.

40. What do you think about pumpkin spice?I really don't think about it at all... like even now, I am thinking about the erection-inspiring delightfulness of Cinnamon Life...

Psychiatric Drugs For Thought

Last year in the United States, about 1.6 million children and teenagers -
280,000 of them under the age of ten-
Were given two or more psychiatric drugs in combination.
Over 500,000 were prescribed at least three psychiatric drugs.
More than 160,000 got at least four medications together.
Source: Medco Health Solutions, 2005

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An amalgamation of thoughts..

Nick's Note: These are ideas that I am borrowing and twisting to my own ends, bastardizing and attempting to make into my own coherence. Credit for the seeds go to the beautiful Karlie Hustle and My man Derrick"real love is accepting other people the way they are without trying to change them. if we try to change them, this means we don't really like them. it is easier to find someone who is already the way you want him or her to be, instead of trying to change that person." -don Miguel Ruiz After reading this quote and taking what Karlie had to say about it while being in a Tori Amos mood… I have just been noticing that I have had such bizarre preconceived notions about who people are and what they mean to me.
I am sorry to those who have been victimized by this. The fact that I set these standards for others that I do not know if I myself could possibly live up to makes me feel utterly wrecked. I know that we are not supposed to dwell on that which we cannot change, but I am forced to remember my mistakes, missteps and blatant fuck ups.
I realize that you cannot change people. I am realizing that, while I love a lot of people, I have made the mistake of trying to fit them into my life where I thought that they fit.
This is unfair to both them and myself.I also realize that it is not a matter of if you lose the ones that you love, but a matter of when. And I want those who know that I love them to take a moment and reflect on a good time that we have had together… That is the moment that I want you to remember after I am gone. I want you to take a moment every once in awhile and tell a story about some incredibly dumb/fun/goofy thing that I have done. After telling the story, I would like you to raise a glass of whatever you are drinking and give me an "eshkoshkaaaaah!"
This should be all. Since I cannot possibly put this into better words, this is where I just steal (Read:Sample) from Karlie's blog. It is beautiful and quite fitting for how I have been feeling.
"lastly, I want to thank you for being a part of the life experience that has brought me into this space where I can see more clearly the faults that have plagued me in the past. You were not a mistake, a casualty, or an accident. We all enter, hang out, and then leave each other's lives for a distinct purpose, and I certainly hope that I wasn't the only one who walked away with a learning experience."
- Karlie Hustle
Now for a bastardization of Derrick's Blog.
The problem with pictures
For those who know me, you probably already know that I graduated from Colorado Institute of Art with a Degree in Photography (Read: Received a receipt called "Associates of Applied Sciences" Derrick dropped a blog awhile that has been embedded in my subconscious and, Like Karlie's I am bastardizing and paraphrasing it here in order to make a vain attempt to express what has been happening in my life…
So here is one of the biggest problems with pictures. The duality that exists within myself (and apparently Derrick too) is that they capture a spot in your past and let you remember all the good times that you have had… Nobody saves pictures of their most miserable moments… We save these moments that were good and happy, but at some point, those moments will fade, dissolve, or disappear in one way or another.
They will never come back. Try as we might to fit our histories into that box, they can never fit. Like trying to explain Quantum Physics to an infant, it makes us all feel awkward and confused.
We look to the photos to reminisce and feel good about those times, but often those moments just cause more agony. The captured moments that are intended to make one smile, end up just reinforcing the opposite.
I repeat, They Will Never Come Back.So in the ensuing moments, it makes sense to just rid yourself of them, "When they are gone, they can't haunt me" the internal dialogue twists… But in the aforementioned shortsighted moments you somehow know that you can't throw them away. Because what makes you feel shitty in the midst of your darkness will make you feel good in the light. Like many things in life, "that which gives us a good amount of pleasure, also deals us a great amount of pain."It defies explanation. You will sit and think and wonder why you did what you did. Why you let something or someone go… How things could have changed. And the sadistic thing is; you can't stop reminiscing, reflecting and the introspection that it will bring with it… You don't stop. You can't. You look through every joyful picture, which brings with it newfound pain and you don't stop. You look at every captured moment of happiness past and you wonder why things are the way they are now.But getting rid of these pictures will provide no solace. Matter of fact, it will have quite the opposite effect. You'll think of those pictures. You'll yearn for the reminders of a better you. A happier you. And even if you are happier now than you were then, you'll still keep them. You might not look at them often, but you WILL keep them.Hidden from sight; Locked in a box. Back of the closet. Under the pile of clothes you don't wear or stuffed animals you've outgrown but don't dare throw away. You'll keep them. Because for better or worse, they are you. Reminders of the life you had and the life you still lead.Those pictures are you and your life. Or at least they WERE your life. For better or worse. And oftentimes, that's the fucking problem.
Thanks go to Karlie and Derrick for expressing in words what I couldn't possibly.
If I fucked up your meaning. I am sorry.
-Nick

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Homeland Insecurities

So here we go...
Somewhat recently we had an experience in which a close friend of mine got detained by the INS. After dropping him off at the "Processing Facility", I was told by the man with the Department Of Homeland Security card that we would be able to take him home in 2 hours. Lie #1
So I go to breakfast with my mom... about an hour later I get a call on my cell phone that I have to go pick up all of his belongings as he is going into "Detainment". The feller with the Homeland Security card told us that we could have my friend out by the end of the evening, so we went about attempting to do just that... That was lie #2. My friend had to first have bond set (It was $10,000) and he didn't even get a detainee number (which is necessary in order to contact him or get him out) until after the offices were closed. Day 1 has passed.
After feeling clueless I went about scouring for information, and finally got a call from my friend. He said that he got a whole bunch of contact information, but was supposed to be limited to one call a day. I called the contact number for the "Rocky Mountain Immigrant Advocacy Network" a non profit orginization that goes to the detainment facility and advises the people of their rights. (There aren't many as they are not U.S. Citizens) They were the first people to give me information that is not a lie. Their website is www.rmian.org
They directed me to the government's own website which told me that I needed to have a check made out to Department Of Justice-INS. (Lie #3) and a photo ID (First truth to come from an official source) and you can go to their offices and get the Detainee out.
I did this, got a check for $1,000.00 (10% of the $10,000.00 that was necessary... This was my own fault, I was told 10% was all that was needed.) made out to Department Of Justice-INS, Grabbed my wallet and went down there to get him out.
After going through the metal detector (Which my shoes set off, and when he wanded me, something near my heart set the wand off...) I was talking to the security guard, whom I had recognized from somewhere, when he informed me that my check was made out to the wrong people... It had to be made out to Department of Homeland Security. I left to get this done and the guard advised me that if you don't have all of the stuff together and in the office by 2:00, they will just send me home. Day #2 was gone.
I spent the entirety of Day #3 answering the phone, calling my friend's family, trying to explain the situation to everybody that I could and pretty much being stressed the fuck out. I got the Certified check changed by the bank after being turned down by one of the branches and having to drive all over hell just to get it done.
I get my ass down to the Processing center again and wait... for 2 hours... only to have them tell me that I need my Social Security Card, and that the check has to be paid in full... $1,000.00 isn't enough.
Day #4 Was Saturday and the place was closed.
Day #5 was Sunday and the place was closed.
Day #6 I found out that there are visiting hours and the detainment facility... I take my little brother and we go down to visit my friend... They make you fill out a form. and wait in a room... There was a crying kid, and a plethora of Mexicans visiting their friends... One of the guys was funny as hell... We wait a total of 2 1/2 hours to visit him for 30 minutes... He is behind glass and you have to speak through a phone that you can barely even hear... the funny mexican dude was next to me... He was talking so loud that I couldn't hear a word that my friend was saying... By the time we got out of the Detanment Facility, the Processing offices were closed.
Day #7... Incidentally the 4th of July... Nathan decides that he can front the rest of the cash to get our friend out. so we go to the bank (the one that turned me down earlier when I tried to change the check) and get a certified check for the remaining $9,000.00 and I go blazing down there with my Social Security Card, checks, and a weeks worth of pure frustration. They run through the same shit as before... They finally after 3 hours of waiting process the info and say that as soon as the facility gets the info that my friend is free to go... I head to the detainment facility and wait... for 2 more hours for them to get through with visiting hours and let my friend go.
One week of my life was completely wasted... And here is what I learned:
When dealing with the detainment of a friend or loved one...
1. Checks are to be made out to Department of Homeland Security. No matter what the government says on their websites.
2. I cannot emphasize this enough... BRING YOUR SOCIAL SECURITY CARD!!! They turned a woman away who had flown in from New York because she didn't have her Social Security card...
3. Get the Bond amount IN FULL in a certified check made out to DEPARTMENT OF HOMELAND SECURITY
4. Be in their offices by 2:00... after that they will turn you away.
5. Every word that comes from an "official" source is a fucking lie.
6. Good Intentions mean nothing to robots. (Thanks Bert)
7. Immigration Bonds people will not take cars as collateral.
Thems the rules.
Abide.

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Fuck Mos Def, and yourself

Sorry, but Fuck yourself.

Being bombarded with Myspace Trolls has been pissing me off a lot lately.
Sorry Angie, Moe, Kimmy, Ash, and all the other bullshit "Hey, look at my ass" re-direct to a porno site. But go FUCK YOURSELF.
Seriously. I have had enough problems wading through the bands, trying to give some sort of constructive criticism and here you all come, bombarding me with your stolen copyrighted images, and your Hilarious profiles...
(Seriously... They are kinda funny.)
On a completely other note.
Mos Def can go FUCK HIMSELF.
Mabye it isn't his fault. Mabye his manager didn't tell him that he had to be somewhere else, but how many times can you fuck Denver and expect to have an audience. I liked your first record. I liked half of Black Star. But when they are charging for tickets to see you and AGAIN you refuse to show up, What about the people who wanted to see you perform? If it isn't your fault, then you should kick the shit outta the guy whose fault it is.
And for the record, Your shitty pseudo-poetry sucks ass. Thought you might want to know.
Seriously. Eat a dick.
*This is especially irritated because last time it was the Breed Love tour and He "Got Sick" 9 days into his tour... Leaving Jean Grae, Talib Kweli, and Pharoahe Monch to pick up his slack.*
There it is folks.
Some venom for your steady diet of nothing.

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Too Poor For Rap

On Rakim and peing too poor for rap...

So last Night I went to see Rakim and to be honest, $30 a ticket and he played for 45 minutes. I remember Chuck D having something to say about this when they performed here in Denver... Seriously, What the fuck... I would have forgiven if he had a lack of material, rookie or something, but the guy is a fucking legend and he pulls some shit like this... With Kid Capri as his DJ, shit he could have done a set all by himself, But nope... Brother Ali was good, but had this intro that was kind of a nod to his favorite MCs and it was way too long as his intro... As far as concerts go, This gets a D... I do not know who to blame about ticket prices, I remember bitching about them here before and getting called out because allegedly the artist has no control of what the club charges, but Seriously, I remember Fugazi never charged more than $7 for a performance... $30 for a club whose remedy for bad sound is to turn it up really loud (resulting in FUCKING LOUD SHITTY SOUND) a show that started 2 hours later than the ticket said, Rakim playing a 45 Minute set, You couldn't go sit down unless you bought a bottle of over-priced hard alcohol, so you were forced to stand for 2.5 hours before the OPENERS took the stage... Fuck that... And A Tribe Called Quest's reunion tour is $35 with an $8 service charge... Mabye I am too poor for rap, but this shit is fucking ridiculous... And after being ditched 2 times by Mos Def (He cancelled his Denver show to do another concert in NY for Dave Chapelle, and on the Breed Love tour he got sick and it was the 9th show into a tour) Seriously... Rap needs a Lollapalooza type show to knock some sense into this... I remember going to the first and third Lollapalooza tours for a combined total of $40 ans seeing the likes of: Ice-T/Body Count Jane's Addiction Arrested Development Mutabaruka Tool Rage Against The Machine Alice In Chains Primus Nine Inch Nails Henry Rollins Living Colour Violent Femmes Fishbone and a metric fuckload of bands. For about the price of a single ticket to Tribe. Meh, Mabye I am just too old and too poor for rap.
To Quote Omar:
it's official: i've become too po' for rap. i can't afford to go to see a good hip hop show without breaking the bank. what ever happened to $5-$10 shows? what happened to free? I'm pisssed. Mos def won't perform in denver...it's the second time he cancelled his denver apperance in a year...and i was planning to see tribe called quest next month cuz i've never seen them perform ever...and it costs close to $40.so i said fuckit and went to Lodo to see some slam poetry.For a whopping $10 i got to hear some overweight poets complain about how they're oppressed and can't get no satisfaction. following this reasonning....someone owes me close to $1.2 billion....and a sandwich. I'm done with Rap music; it SUCKS!
In the middle of this Alkie poet-chick's rant, i realize 2 things: the U.S flag is nothing but a marketing tool and everything in this society is pre-pakaged: entertainment is prepackaged,anger is pre-packaged, the revolution is pre-packaged, and so are our feelings and emotions.
After 9-11 people went on calling the FDNY and NYPD heroes. sure they did what they were supposed to do but i can't help to ask: Does the NYPD no longer shoot innocent people 41 times, especially when they're black or brown? If there's a fire in the PJ's does the FDNY no longer take their sweetasss time to extinguish the fire off the back of ghettos dwellers before they turn to bacon? i'm sick and tired of being sold pre-packaged ideas and emotions.and i'm sick of people passing off pre-packaged knowledge as intelligence.
"Give us Free"- Cinque

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Constant bloggery!

Since it is obvious that I use this all the time, I shall update it.
Not that I have had a reader in say the last YEAR or so!
I shall post a metric fuckload of survey answers.
They make me laugh.
Deal with it.

80 Questions I Guarantee You've Never Answered ___________________________________________________
Do you watch the Gilmore girls? Why wouldn't I. I am a self respecting heterosexual male, THAT'S WHY!!! Is it possible to be annoyed already? Why do I have the compulsion to answer these?!?! I need help. Badly.

Have you ever enjoyed listening to Jack Johnson?He has a delightful tune that Handsome Boy Modeling School re-mixed and made much better. Seriously.

Have you ever seen or enjoyed watching the O.C.?I cherish every moment that they recieve of network television coverage. They teach moral and social values to.... HA HA HA Fuck you!

Do you have one or more Britney Spears C.D.?I am a collector. I happen to enjoy everything that trailer-trash hillbilly has ever recorded. actually, this is a little known fact, I have her placenta in a jar. I am planning on sharing it with Tom Cruise after his promo tour for Mission Improbable 3 is over.

Do you regularly watch the news? I don't think you can watch news. "News" on television is called "Entertainment".

Which radio stations are your favorites?National Public Radio, Radio 1190 in Boulder, Kuvo, College radio.

Are you a Lost fanatic?I don't know what this means. I am a fan of being lost I suppose... *scratches head and moves the fuck on*
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[[Be honest]] Fuck You for inferring that I am not!__________________________________________________

Do you have a song by Ozzy Osbourne in your library?A song? One?!? Goddamn I have several. and I am proud of that fact.

Queen? I like a few of theirs, but don't own shit of theirs.

Alanis Morissette?FUCK NO! I did see her live and it was like getting my fucking teeth drilled. I want 2 hours of my life back. Her set was only 30 minutes long and well, to make a long story short, I would rather never hear her again.

Do you watch Family Guy regularly?When I can. They make me laugh.

The Simpsons? When I can.

King of the Hill? Not really... It has funny moments
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[[Admit it]] Admit what? *looks around suspiciously* _________________________________________________

Do you read trashy romance novels often? Why you gonna ask me some obvious shit. I even hilight the sex parts so that I can brush up on my sexy talk.

Do you really work out every day?Work out.... If this is some clever euphemism for jerk off... yes. If it means pick up heavy objects in order to set them back down, no.

Have you ever eaten chocolate in bed?This is getting personal... Don't make me get out my trashy romance novel!

Have you ever eaten an entire pint, or more, ice cream by yourself?Most likely yes. but way more often than that I drink a pint of more of beer.

Do you shower every single morning, no exceptions?Naw, I save some water sometimes.

Do you ever forget to give an xmas/birthday present & instead keep it for yourself?Not that I remember. But I have been known to do some shit...

Do you sing obnoxiously in the shower when no one's home?I sing one hell of a "Puff The Magic Dragon, I can tell ya that much.

Do you go nights without brushing your teeth?As little as possible. I hate that funky taste in my mouf.

Have you ever watched a little kid's show when you were over 12?Hell yes. Dr. Phil is my favorite cartoon superhero. He inspires all the bed-ridden housewives by sheer mindpower.

Have you ever looked forward to go to school?Yes. Information will give you an advantage EVERY TIME.
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[[The Necessary Love Questions That Aren't So Necessary]]___________________________________________________

What did you draw for your first crush back in elementary school/preschool?Probably an obscene stick figure.

Have u ever liked a girl/boy but didnt ask her/him out b/c you were afraid?Yes. I love girl/boys, but they are so intimidating with their fantastic breasts and moustaches that I can hardly contain myself!

Have you ever written a poem about your love life?Yes. It was whiny and self-indulgent.

An autobiography?It is in progress, it is called "how to talk dirty and annoy the living shit out of people in thirteen easy steps and four hard ones. The title seems a little long winded, but such is life.

Have you ever listened to a song repeatedly just because it reminded you of your crush?Sure. namely 2 Live Crew's "We Want Pussy" ... that is the type of ballad that can bring a tear to my eye.

Have you ever spent over an hour thinking about nothing but your crush? no, but I did listen to "Dunkey Butt" on repeat 3 times, does that count?

Do you reread meaningless AIM convos just because they're with your crush?No. I hope they aren't saved.

Have you ever reconsidered liking someone because of their appearance?Look, to act like we don't have some sort of superficial nature is to be lying to one's self and the world around them. Yes.

Have you ever liked someone solely for their appearance?Absolutely, but she would have to be "Puppy Blenderingly hot" to make that work. ____________________________________________________
[[The Questions You Love: Completely and Utterly Pointless Ones]]____________________________________________________

Do you eat all the servings in the food groups on a daily basis?Do you genuinely give a fuck about my eating habits?

Are you ever a freak about cleanliness or organization?Obviously you haven't been to the Laramie's.

Have you ever been to South America or Africa?Not yet. I need a travel companion.

Have you ever owned a Klutz book or kit?Yes, It was a kit where I could build a Kluts. It was utterly useless. Seriously, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?

Do you have a cellphone or iPod with a patterened cover?My cell phone has part of our band's logo on it. I have no Ipod.

Have you ever written song lyrics yourself and put them in your profile?Actually that is all my profile is. It seems mysterious because I am "Deep" (which is white people speak for makes no goddamn sense)

Do you keep a diary or journal (online or on paper)?I keep it in my mind. and it is full of the hateful shit that I want to say to you right now.

Do you own a striped sweater?Um... Possibly.

How often do you take a bubble bath?Once every decade or so. I would be WAY more likely to do that if there were gorgeous young maidens in the bathtub with me.

When you open your closet, what are the color of your clothes?My closet has a plethora of hockey jerseys. They are brightly coloured. Yeah, I spelled that like a fucking englishman. How ya like me now!?!
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[[Truly Unusual This or That Questions]]__________________________________________________

Baskin Robbins or Coldstone?Why is it always either or with you fuckers.

Sees or Godiva?The dichotomy continues

The Shins or the Decemberists?Public Enemy

America or Canada?America...FUCK YEAH!

Physics or chemistry?Quantum Physics.

Earphones or headphones?Head. Everybody loves head.

Chocolate brown or teal?Um this seems to be getting absrtact.

Earrings or a ring?What the fuck, I am a heterosexual man aged 18-29... Are you trying to offer me jewelry?

Commitment or casual dating?Are you asking me out?

Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings?Um. books for the pseudo-literate. Finnegan's Wake.

Fly or road trip?Depends on the company.

Starbucks or Petes?What is Pete's? and who the fuck is Pete?___________________________________________________
[[Another Wave of Random Questions]]___________________________________________________

What is your favorite Disney movie?I have said it before and I will say it again The Jungle Book (old school animated one) is the ONLY disney movie. Goofy ones rock too, but motherfuckin Ballo is up in hurrrrrrrrrrrr

How much jewelry do you own?well there is 3 rings in my enormous shaft and they are guage 3..... What do you want me to measure it in?

What year did you graduate high school in?1997

Have you memorized the rejection hotline, just in case?Is there one? Oh YEAH!!! I get that EVERY TIME

Have you ever given someone the rejection hotline as your number?I have recieved it. Just kidding, is there really such a thing... I want to call it.

Have you ever eaten at a food court?Yes. and I swear to all that is holy that shit is inedible.

Have you ever bought clothes at Sears?Yes, are you judging me for that? because I don't want to be judged by the cheap-ass clothes I wear. You should instead judge me by the carefully styled hair that I have. It took me 3 hours to make it look like I don't give a fuck!

Do you own any Care Bears memorabilia?I actually have ther real Care Bears chained in my basement. Take that magic colorful bears!

Do you have a quilt on your bed?I have a comforter. It comforts me in my intense lonliness.

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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Hardcore Fuckin'

Hardcore fuckin' Current mood: frustrated Category: Religion and Philosophy
So here I go again (O.K. so it is a fucking Whitesnake reference!)
ranting and raving about whatever I feel like.
Today it is a batch of frustrations that really lead nowhere.... Now that the warning is out there, here we go....
Re; Music
It is not really a discouragement, it is just that I know that this isn'tanyone's priority, I want to get the ball rolling on this because I believe that the music that we make is very good.Thus far the lethargy surrounding this pseudo-band is frustrating and buildsfrustration within me, so in some sense I want to record what we have and be on with something new. Work with people who have the desire to play live shows, work with people who WANT to work instead of feeling like half the people involved are only involved because I am forcing them to be.I want this stuff recorded before Omar is ejected from this country. We have had some of this stuff written for two years now. It is in danger of being so stale that the interest in even getting anything done with it is nearlynonexistent. That is where I am coming from. I know that Greg's song isn't ready yet, but I had hoped that giving it a deadline would motivate us allto work to try and pull it all together... I guess I also wasn't counting onhaving to build a fucking patio and rearrange my entire fucking house either, so I am to blame as well.
Katrina:
(credit must be given to KRS-One and Immortal Technique for their insights. I took the articles from Technique's webpage because he had them consolidated...)
If we are truly interested in helping the people affected by Hurricane Katrina we must get specific in our help. We must target OUR help toward those that specifically need what we have to offer. Everyone does not need everything. Our community needs specific things to feel normal. The things that an average person growing up in the south needs in order to piece his/her life back together may not be what the Federal government is offering because the Federal Government is known for huge, large spanning operations that focus more upon the preservation of the State than upon any individual person or interest. Therefore, even if the congress approves 100 billion dollars to restore the “State” of New Orleans and the “State” of Mississippi that money will go toward the restoration of the “State” not the rehabilitation of the “People”. No government can fulfill your purpose. No amount of money can help you forget the loss of a loved one.
I think what we need is leadership and action. MoveOn has done a bed drive for people affected by this. In it you can allow the victims to stay with you until they can get on their feet. I like action like this. I think there should be better ways to do things for yourself.
I for one do not trust FEMA, Bonfils, or really any of the "charities" that are accepting donations. Here are a few reasons.
They refused to take people clothes & food donations. Instead they just asked for money. They wanted money, for their timely response they wanted to be rewarded with paper. Like a drug addicted with fresh track marks on his/her arm that promises he will buy a meal with what you give him. But you know where they are taking that change that you give them...
By Paul Joseph Watson & Alex JonesSeptember 1 2005
As the aftermath of hurricane Katrina continues to wreak mayhem and havoc amid reports of mass looting, shooting at rescue helicopters, rapes and murders, establishment media organs are promoting the Red Cross as a worthy organization to give donations to.
The biggest website in the world, Yahoo.com, displays a Red Cross donation link prominently on its front page.
Every time there is a major catastrophe the Red Cross and similar organizations like United Way are given all the media attention while other charities are left in the shadows. This is not to say that the vast majority of Red Cross workers are not decent people who simply want to help those in need.
But what the media fails consistently to remember in their promotion of the organization is that the Red Cross have been caught time and time again withholding money in the wake of horrible disasters that require immediate release of funds.
The Red Cross, under the Liberty Fund, collected $564 million in donations after 9/11. Months after the event, the Red Cross had distributed only $154 million.
The Red Cross' explanation for keeping the majority of the money was that it would be used to help 'fight the war on terror'. To the victims, this meant that the money was going towards bombing broken backed third world countries like Afghanistan and setting up surveillance cameras and expanding the police state in US cities, and not towards helping them rebuild their lives.
Then Red Cross President Dr. Bernadine Healy arrogantly responded when questioned about the withholding of funds by stating, "The Liberty Fund is a war fund. It has evolved into a war fund."
Despite the family members of victims of 9/11 complaining bitterly to a House Energy and Commerce Committee's oversight panel, the issue seemed to be brushed under the carpet and the mud didn't stick.
The Red Cross' scandalous activities reach back far before 9/11.
After the devastating San Francisco earthquake in 1989, the Red Cross passed on only $10 million of the $50 million that had been raised, and banked the rest.
Similar donations after the Oklahoma City bombing in 1995 and the Red River flooding in 1997 were also greedily withheld.
Smaller charities that were involved with the 2004 Tsunami relief project went public to say that large charities like Red Cross and United Way were engaged in secret backroom negotiations with each other that meant a large portion of the donation money was purposefully restricted from reaching the most needy areas affected by the disaster.
The history is clear, the Red Cross and other large so-called charities are in actual fact front group collection agencies for the military industrial complex.
Many informed historians have even alleged that the Red Cross was used as a Skull and Bones cover to overthrow The Russian Czar and pave the way for the rise of the Bolsheviks.
Do not give any money to the Red Cross unless you support the expansion of empire abroad and police state at home. Find a smaller trustworthy organization in the local area of New Orleans and make your donation to them.
*****
Don't Give your Hurricane Katrina Relief Donations to the Red Cross
http://www.infowars.com/articles/us/katrina_no_red_cross.htm
COMMENT:The Red Cross has a long history of thieving and stealing cash donations intended for disaster relief. Even as far back as the Korean War the Red Cross was plundering soldiers' mail and care packages. Some veterans have informed us that they would buy cigarettes from the Red Cross and find a twenty dollar bill or a note from a soldier's mother tucked into the pack.
More recent examples are plentiful. Families of September 11th victims were prevented from receiving half of the donations sent by well meaning citizens to the Red Cross for their aid. The recent Tsunami also was a great money-making opportunity for the Red Cross which was very clear in its calls for donations of only cash which would be much easier for the organization to funnel and launder and steal. Only recently have tsunami survivors begun to see a dime of the money collected on their behalf by the Red Cross.
The Red Cross is very adept at stealing money and looting mail. They have been caught inumberable times but always allowed to get away with their schemes because the organisation is so tightly linked to the establishment. Libby Dole, wife of Senator and powerbroker Bob Dole, was for a long time the head of the outfit. It is an organization by and for the elite insiders designed to gather intelligence and steal from those who need aid.
The International Organization of the Red Cross is a secret intelligence agency that has acted as an arm of the British Intelligence Services since its inception.
If you want to help survivors of Katrina, do a little research and find organizations that you can trust or better yet, use available resources and work together with neighbors.
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Red Cross Pocketed Half Of 9/11 Donations
CNN January 3 2005
WASHINGTON (CNN) -- Charities swung into action after the September 11 terrorist attacks, raising more than $1 billion. But questions are being raised about where and how and how much of that money is being distributed.
Bearing the brunt Tuesday during a hearing of the House Energy and Commerce Committee's oversight panel was outgoing Red Cross President Dr. Bernadine Healy.
The Red Cross has raised more than $564 million for the Liberty Fund, which was set up in response to the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon.
While the agency states on its Web site that it is spending more than any other relief agency responding to the terrorist attacks, it has distributed only $154 million.
Healy was hammered by one New York official for the Red Cross' decision to put aside nearly half of the money raised for future needs that may include terrorist attacks.
"I see the Red Cross, which has raised hundreds of millions of dollars that was intended by the donating public to be used for the victims of September 11 -- I see those funds being sequestered into long-term plans for an organization," testified New York Attorney General Eliot Spitzer.
Healy later told CNN the Red Cross was a service organization and that previous donations had prepared the agency to deal with September 11.
"We had planned for a weapon of mass destruction attack," she said. "We knew our obligations under the congressional charter. We knew it involved victim assistance and sheltering. We knew that it involved with dealing with rescue workers. We knew that it involved blood."
She also noted that some of the new funding went toward helping communities learn how to deal with other threats, such as anthrax.
The hearing was contentious, with panel members trying to get at the issue of donor intent and whether the Red Cross misled donors.
"What's at issue here is that a special fund was established for these families. It was specially funded for this event, September 11," said Rep. Billy Tauzin, R-Louisiana.
"And it is being closed now because we are told enough money's been raised in it, but we're also being told, by the way, we're going to give two-thirds of it away to other Red Cross needs."
The subcommittee asked Healy and her agency to provide the exact language of all of its television and newspaper appeals for donations.
Healy said what the agency has learned is it needs to explain to the public the mission of the Red Cross.
"Don't confuse us with the 9/11 Fund in New York. Don't confuse us with Habitat for Humanity. Don't confuse us with the scholarship in New York for the victims. We have to get that out," she said.
Controversy over the Liberty Fund was one reason Healy decided to resign at year's end. But she defended the agency's decision of how to use the money.
"The Liberty Fund is a war fund. It has evolved into a war fund," shesaid."We must have blood readiness. We must have the ability to help our troops if we go into a ground war. We must have the ability to help the victims of tomorrow."
A widow who lost her husband in the World Trade Center attack also complained to the panel that what money was available from various charities was tied up in red tape and confusion.
"Why then haven't these charities been able to get together and agree on one uniform application? Why haven't they been able to get together and develop a quicker way for families to receive these funds?" asked Elizabeth McLaughlin of Pelham, New York.
"We all have the missing persons reports, death certificates, and any other proof needed to avoid fraud. But the charities are not sharing these documents and information with each other," she testified in tears.
She told the panel that she had to construct an 18-page spreadsheet to try to keep track of all the requirements of various aid groups.
McLaughlin received a $27,000 check from the Red Cross but fears she may still lose her house without additional aid.
The Red Cross said it has helped 25,000 families with food and temporary shelter, counseling and cash assistance.
[According to Bush, cash is all they want you to donate... see bottom of page to learn what agency is now going to oversee your charity money]
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FEMA Directing Donations to Pat RobertsonSeptember 2 2005
http://www.surfingtheapocalypse.net/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=96484
FEMA is directing Katrina donations to none other than the Rev. Pat Robertson.
Millions of Americans and people around the world have rushed to donate money to the victims of Hurricane Katrina, which is shaping up to be one of the worst U.S. disasters in history, if not the worst.
FEMA, the Federal Emergency Management Agency, is the lead federal agency in the rescue & recovery operation at work in New Orleans and the Mississippi gulf coast.
FEMA has released to the media and on its Web site a list of suggested charities to help the storm's hundreds of thousands of victims. The Red Cross is first on the list.
The Rev. Pat Robertson's "Operation Blessing" is next on the list.
"It's an outrage," said privacy watchdog Bill Scannell, who alerted Sploid to the FEMA / Robertson scam. "Operation f***ing Blessing? And it's right underneath the Red Cross link!"
FEMA also supports sending money to B'nai B'rith International.http://www.fema.gov/news/newsrelease.fema?id=18473
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How You Can Help Hurricane Katrina Survivors & Victims
http://www.infowars.com/articles/us/katrina_austin_area_help.htm
Infowars September 1, 2005
For Infowars readers, listeners and viewers in the Austn area you can help give aid to the survivors of Katrina by contributing donations of food to the Capital Area Food Bank.
The Food Bank is collecting supplies for the victims and will get them to thosemost in need. They are not asking for cash, but actual supplies that they can transport to the Gulf Coast and actually give to those in need
The top 5 items needed are:
1. DIAPERS2. BOTTLED WATER3. PEANUT BUTTER4. TUNA5. GRANOLA/CEREAL BARS
These items can be taken to the food bank directly and even to some participating HEBs.Catastrophic Hurricane Katrina - YOU CAN HELP!CAFB and HEB will be collecting your donations Friday, Sept. 2, 8 AM - 6 PM.Specific items are needed: diapers, bottled water, peanut butter in plastic containers, canned meats with ring-pull lids and granola/cereal bars.
HEB STORES TAKING DONATIONS
1000 E. 41st St. at Red River (Hancock Ctr.) 512.459.651312400 Hwy 71 West 512.263.0528500 Canyon Ridge Dr. 512.973.814311521 N. FM 620 512.249.0558You can also donate at the Food Bank. Click Here for a map- http://www.austinfoodbank.org/about.php?page=contact

And as for the Black Associated Charities I spoke about earlier. Here are some of them listed for you that are not in America and yet have more truth and strength in you than the federal govt.

BlackAmericaWeb.com Relief FundPO Box 803209Dallas, TX 75240OR you can make an online donation by going to www.blackamericaweb.com/reliefThis fund has been set up by nationally syndicated radio personality TOM JOYNERNAACP Disaster Relief EffortsThe NAACP is setting up command centers in Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama as part of its disaster relief efforts. NAACP units across the nation have begun collecting resources that will be placed on trucks and sent directly into the disaster areas. Also, the NAACP has established a disaster relief fund to accept monetary donations to aid in the relief effort. Checks can be sent to the NAACP payable toNAACP Hurricane Katrina Relief Fund4805 Mt. Hope DriveBaltimore, MD 21215Donations can also be made online at www.naacp.org/disaster/contribute.phpFYI, the NAACP, founded in 1909, is America's oldest civil rights organizationwww.teamrescueone.comSet up by native New Orleans rapper Master P and his wife Sonya MillerYou can mail or ship non perishable items to these following locations, which we have confirmed are REALLY delivering services to folks in need....Center for LIFE Outreach Center121 Saint Landry StreetLafayette, LA 70506atten.: Minister Pamela Robinson337-504-5374Mohammad Mosque 652600 Plank RoadBaton Rouge, LA 70805atten.: Minister Andrew Muhammad225-923-1400225-357-3079Lewis Temple CME Church272 Medgar Evers StreetGrambling, LA 71245atten.: Rev. Dr. Ricky Helton318-247-3793St. Luke Community United Methodist Churchc/o Hurricane Katrina Victims5710 East R.L. Thornton FreewayDallas, TX 75223atten.: Pastor Tom Waitschies214-821-2970S.H.A.P.E. Community Center3815 Live OakHouston, Texas 77004atten.: Deloyd Parker713-521-0641Alternative media outlets where you can get a more accurate and balanced presentation of the New Orleans catastrophe....www.diversityinc.comwww.alternet.orgwww.blackelectorate.comwww.npr.orgwww.daveyd.comwww.slate.comwww.bet.comwww.allhiphop.comwww.democracynow.orgwww.blackamericaweb.com

Thanks again for the support you have been giving out there.
I hope this thing gets better fast.

When Raising Consciousness Ain't Enough

Wednesday, August 17, 2005
When Raising Consciousness Ain't Enough Current mood: calm
WHEN 'RAISING CONSCIOUSNESS' AIN'T ENOUGH ========================================== [Col. Writ. 8/3/05] Copyright '05 Mumia Abu-Jamal The images of voracious famine leaking out of the steamy deserts of the Northwest African nation of Niger, cuts to the soul's quick.
Babies barely able to grasp a breath.
Mothers with breasts as flat, and milkless as boys.
Men and women, dizzy with hunger, laid low in the barren dust, awaiting whatever release that either death or food may bring.
Fathers weeping because there is a relentless drought, and there is nothing -- nothing -- to feed one's wife, one's children, one's aged mother.
This is Niger, 2005, and according to broadcast reports, it will take about 4 weeks, or perhaps more, for any food relief to reach the nation.
It is a telling reflection of the lives we live that here, in the heart of the Empire, there are millions of people who have so much to eat, that the fastest growing health threat is morbid obesity, and it's equally serious cousin, diabetes.
Billions of dollars are spent annually on the latest fad diet, carbo diets, Atkins diets, grapefruit diets, and, if I'm not mistaken, a donut diet (OK -- I'm joking about the last one).
But just barely.
What's wrong with this picture?
How the world is organized, and how the world's economic business is done, is what's wrong. Clearly, some people have too much; others have nothing.
One also couldn't look face-on at these pictures, without thinking, almost immediately, of the recent worldwide music concerts which were designed to raise consciousness -- not money! -- about the starving millions in Africa.
As I looked at these famished people, babies so weak and drawn by hunger that they could no longer eat, as one girl's tender mouth was a nest of parasites eating her tiny body alive, and wondered about the concerts that were designed to raise consciousness about the plight of the starving.
It reminded me that we live in an age when TV becomes, not merely an image, but a fact. Millionaire musicians stage concerts around the globe, pulling in billions to the international media conglomerates, showing how nice and progressive and caring these stations are, while perhaps 600,000 people, in one country, will starve to death by week's end.
Madness. Media madness. Corporate madness. Capitalist madness.
With perhaps one-hundredth of one percent of the monies used to stage the broadcast blockbuster event, virtually all of these people could've been fed, and saved, to live, at least through the rainy season. No doubt, those heart-rending pictures of human suffering will yet raise billions for organizations, NGOs, and charity agencies, and will continue to do so, long after these specific men, women and children, will have ceased living on this earth.
Briefly consider the state of the world's wealth and poverty:
* 1.3 billion people lack access to clean water; 1.2 billion live on less than a dollar a day; 840 million are malnourished.
* More than 20,000 people die each day from hunger-related diseases.
* The richest *three people in the world* have assets greater than the *combined* output of the *48 poorest countries*. [Excerpts from: Seabrook, Jeremy, *The No-Nonsense Guide to Class, Caste, & Hierarchies* (Oxford/London: New Internationalist/Verso, 2002), p. 11.]
We live in a world where madness passes for normalcy, where the raging logic of the marketplace leaves tens, and hundreds of millions of people, in dire peril.
And the gap between the rich and poor grows exponentially, daily.
Yet, like little Neros, we play musical accompaniments to massacres of hunger, which can be prevented with virtual ease.
But, this is Africa; Niger, poor people, agricultural people. These are expendable people. These are but flickering images on a screen.

Fuckin A right buddy

Monday, August 15, 2005
Fuckin' A Right buddy! Current mood: annoyed
So yeah...
Here I go on a freestyle rant that may or may not go anywhere...
I have to say that the cutest thing in the world is my nephew Kaiden when I start doing a Human beatbox... He adds his little "baom, baum" And it kills me, his whole eyes light up.
There are a few things I know and a whole lot of shit that I don't. But to be honest, I am pretty fucking sick of people feeling like they need to know everything about everything... It is OK to not give a shit. For example, I do not give the slightest fuck about anything relating to the musical act U2... Does this ruin my day? Not at all... I am perfectly fine not knowing their shitty lyrics. This goes with EVERYTHING Music, Politics, Movies, Religion, all of it. I like to view myself as a somewhat knowledgable person, but really... why do people feel that it is OK to inundate me with trivial nonsense?
I am quite loathsome of a lot of people for their continual display of the aforementioned "Know all" affliction. I have studied my ass off in what interests me, but if you don't want to hear it, change the fuckin' subject.
This ties in a little with the "People I think should just go die" post because I feel that there is a self-righteousness in us all, but seriously... Fuck...
I don't even know where I am going with this.
On a completely other note, our band was featured in a magazine entitled "Fresh MC Magazine" it is their first issue and it turned out fly as hell... you can get it for $6 at www.freshMC.com (as well as read our interview)
That is all I have for now

Sage advice

dance like the cops are coming
love like you're mentally disturbed
run naked through parks frequently
and read stupid emails always

Question.

Would it be ethical to shoot down a plane, if you knew that it was loaded with bombs intended for an area which included a civilian population?
I will give three different points to consider before you jump to your conclusion.
1. One vet, who is always opposed to any form of violence, said that it would not be ethical to shoot down the plane under any circumstances.
2. Another vet said that it would not be ethical to NOT shoot down the plane.
3. Another voice said that it would not be ethical to take any action because human behavior can never be predicted with 100% accuracy, and therefore the pilot could at the last minute change his mind and turn the plane around.
I think this is an important point to ponder for a minute.

Ya Know?

Ya know?
Current mood: cheerful

sometimes when the idea strikes me, I say something retarded...
then I turn it into an 80's hair metal song.
because it is fun.

A Pair Of Brown Eyes

Wednesday, June 22, 2005
A Pair Of Brown Eyes
Current mood: recumbent

One summer evening drunk to hell
I sat there nearly lifeless
An old man in the corner sang
Where the water lilies grow
And on the jukebox Johnny sang
About a thing called love
And it's how are you kid and what's your name
And how would you bloody know?
In blood and death 'neath a screaming sky
I lay down on the ground
And the arms and legs of other men
Were scattered all around
Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed
Then prayed and bled some more
And the only thing that I could see
Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me
But when we got back, labeled parts one to three
There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
For a pair of brown eyes
I looked at him he looked at me
All I could do was hate him
While Ray and Philomena sang
Of my elusive dream
I saw the streams, the rolling hills
Where his brown eyes were waiting
And I thought about a pair of brown eyes
That waited once for me
So drunk to hell I left the place
Sometimes crawling sometimes walking
A hungry sound came across the breeze
So I gave the walls a talking
And I heard the sounds of long ago
From the old canal
And the birds were whistling in the trees
Where the wind was gently laughing
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
For a pair of brown eyes
-The Pogues

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Some of the Chicago photos...






And if ya don't like them, Fuck ya!
Greg is some sort of crazy bastard....
Greg and KT representin' like a mu-fucka!
A kickass shot at 4 sonething in the morning....
Group photo!
I think that is all it is letting me post....
OK... Lovely!

Monday, June 20, 2005

Tracklist For Schizophrenia

Tracklist for my random-ass mixtape
Current mood: confused
1. Brother Ali- Room With A View
2. Dead Prez- Hell Yeah (Rock Re-mix)
3. Slayer- Angel Of Death
4. System Of A Down- B.Y.O.B.
5. Anthrax-Only
6. Kiss- Saint and Sinner
7. Rage Against The Machine- Without A Face
8. Immortal Technique- Obnoxious
9. Handsome Boy Modeling School- Breakdown
10. Oranj Mechanik- Is That Your Final Solution?
11. Buck 65- Wicked And Weird
12. Bob Dylan- Maggie's Farm (live)
13. Jimmy Reed- Bright Lights, Big City
14. Todd Morrison- Plea
15. H.I.M.- Your Sweet Six Six Six
16. Coolio- It Takes A Thief
17. Electric Mudcats f/Common, Chuck D, Kyle Jason& Johnny Juice- Mannish Boy
18. Jane's Addiction- Ain't No Right
19. Goodie Mob- Still Standing

Catching Up

Catching up
Current mood: hungry
sometimes catching up is a very hard task to complete.
especially when falling behind is so easy.
kinda like when you ignore a mess sometimes it just gets out of control and overwhelming.
i have been catching up though.
i thank all of you who e-mailed or shared their condolences.
it means more than words can say.
i suppose sometimes silence says it better.
i also thank those who have displayed their patience, as it is such a rare quality.
thank you
nick

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Emotional Exhaustion

Emotional Exhaustion
Current mood: exhausted

I swear if there is such a thing as emotional exhaustion then I have it BAD. From Wednesday, June 8 to now has been a ride filled with some of my lowest moments to some of my best.
On The 8th We buried my good friend Arlene Nicole Gavrilis. She was 25 years old. A photo from the funeral service was on the front page of the Rocky Mountain News on Thursday. I was a pall bearer. Everything about it hurt and still hurts. To know that I will never hear her laugh again haunts me and brings tears even as I write this.
Shortly after all of the ceremonies and the reception, I went home and changed, and flew to Chicago with my good friend Greg. We landed at Midway Airport, Met up with Alicia and went straight to Dana's house. We dropped our stuff off and walked down the street to a little joint called Yak-Zies for food and beer.
I stayed in Chicago until Tuesday and it was better than I had even imagined. The key to my having such a good time was the friends involved. Bluntly put; Without my friends I am nothing. I could not possibly get through this life without them.
All of this week has just made me appreciate all of the people who have affected my life if even only a small way. I love my friends and will do anything for them. I hope that everyone realizes what effect they have on others' lives and that the last time you saw friends could be the LAST time you see your friends. I appreciate all of my true friends out here. you know who you are whether I have met you or not.
Thanks.

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

You Never Know

You Never Know...
Current mood: crushed
I know this may sound cheesy, but sometimes it is true. Tell your friends now how much they mean to you. Because you just never know. I was supposed to be in a Wedding of two of my good friends Adam and Arlene this saturday, but now I am going to a funeral tomorrow. At roughly 2:30 in the morning, 12.5 hours before the wedding was going to start Arlene was hit by a drunk driver who was apparently speeding and was killed instantly. Some of you may have seen her on the news...
The Denver Post article is here;
http://www.denverpost.com/news/ci_2781544
There is a memorial fund for those of you who can and want to help. as of now there are a few causes that the money may be going to.
Donations will be accepted at any Wells Fargo under the Arlene Nicole Gavrilis Memorial fund.
To those who seek truth no matter what the consequences,
I extend my left hand of my left arm which is closest to my heart.
In The Spirit Of Crazy Horse,
Nick