Nick Van Axl Is The Baddest Motherfucker Ever!

I never blog.

2009-07-27T14:59:00.000-07:00

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.

Advice on the "Fairer" sex.

2007-11-13T10:55:00.000-08:00

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.

2007-11-13T10:51:00.000-08:00

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

2007-11-13T10:49:00.000-08:00

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

An amalgamation of thoughts..

2007-11-13T10:47:00.000-08:00

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

Homeland Insecurities

2007-11-13T10:45:00.000-08:00

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.

Fuck Mos Def, and yourself

2007-11-13T10:43:00.000-08:00

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.

Too Poor For Rap

2007-11-13T10:40:00.000-08:00

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

Constant bloggery!

2007-11-13T09:54:00.000-08:00

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.

Hardcore Fuckin'

2006-03-29T11:32:00.000-08:00

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.
*****
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]
*****
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
*****
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.com www.alternet.org www.blackelectorate.com www.npr.org www.daveyd.com www.slate.com www.bet.com www.allhiphop.com www.democracynow.org www.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

2006-03-29T11:28:00.001-08:00

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

2006-03-29T11:28:00.000-08:00

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

2006-03-29T11:27:00.000-08:00

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

Question.

2006-03-29T11:26:00.000-08:00

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?

2006-03-29T11:25:00.000-08:00

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

2006-03-29T11:17:00.000-08:00

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

Some of the Chicago photos...

2005-07-21T17:28:00.000-07:00

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!

Tracklist For Schizophrenia

2005-06-20T15:11:00.001-07:00

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

2005-06-20T15:11:00.000-07:00

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

Emotional Exhaustion

2005-06-16T15:09:00.000-07:00

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.

You Never Know

2005-06-07T15:08:00.000-07:00

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

A little less sensitive... a LOT more questions

2005-06-02T15:07:00.000-07:00

A little less sensitive, a lot more questions
Current mood: aggravated
now let's see how many people circulate this one... Dammit Brigid... These suck!
1. Confirm your identity: Fuck You, you can't have it!
2. How many years have you been on the planet?: 26 years and some change
3. What are three phrases you use at least daily?: 1. Go Eat A Bowl Of Dicks, 2. I can prove this on an etch-a-sketch and I will show my work, and 3. Yeah, because I rock hard!
4. Are you a survey addict?: I have this horrid, fucked up compulsion to fill out about a third of these fucking things... I don't know why.
5. Do you have an online journal that you use regularly?: Yes. It is a pseudo-blog. I use it less regularly than my bowel movements and half as many people are interested in it.
6. Are you one of those people that are constantly applying lotion and/or chapstick?: Yes. It puts the lotion on it's skin or else it gets the hose again!
7. Name any mental disorders you have been diagnosed with: Unprofessionally I have been called fucking insane, looney as fuck, etc... Never seen a "professional", but in High School I wanted to bone my Psychology teacher... is that bad?
8. Ever freeze anyone's underwear?: Yes. I have nothing better to do with my time that steal someone's undergarments and somehow find a way to freeze it.
9. Name one thing you only do/act like/wear/etc.?: I don't even know if this is a question. so I will put my answer plainly, you can remove the sesame seed that is in my ass with your tongue.
10. Would you consider yourself random?: No.
11. Do you have clothes hanging in your closet that still have the tags on them?: All of my hats still have the stickers on them so that all the people can see what size my fat fucking head is.
12. Do you doodle all over your papers/homework/books?: No, but I will doodle this "baby-batter" all over your fucking face if you keep asking me stupid ass questions.
13. Do you write down phone messages/notes on your hands?: Yes, because paper is way too precious a commodity.
14. What do you think of those Kidz Bop commercials?: I think that there is no greater accomplishment than the re-recording of popular tunes with a group of children singing the vocals. this HAS TO BE the same company that made the "Wee Sing" series of which my personal favorite is "Wee Sing Bible Songs"
15. What CDs in your collection are you ashamed to admit you own?: None. I like my own music, if you don't like it, than you can remove the sesame seed from the other motherfucker's mouth and swallow it.
16. Got any toe socks?: Only if my black ninja ones count.
17. Do you find that you rub off on your friends more, or vice versa?: I rub off on my VERY good friends.... Heh Heh Heh!
18. What time is it?: Look at the fucking clock asshole
19. Does anybody really know what time it is?: Flavor Flav does, that is why he wears the clock!
20. Does anybody really care?: Yes. In the Autobiography of Malcolm X he says "I don't trust anyone who doesn't wear a watch" ...so apparently he cared.
21. Who sings that song, anyway?: Probably some cracker asshole who cannot get laid in a women's prison with a fistfull of weekend passes. Whiny Gringos are the only people that get record contracts lately.
22. Do you untie your shoelaces before taking your shoes off?: Anyone who sincerely gives the slightest shit can feel free to do my laundry and pay me $5 an hour for it.
23. Ever have random hallucinations?: Yes, but only because of the inhuman quantities of mushrooms that I take constantly... ESPECIALLY before driving or going to Elich's.
24. Ever take your pet for a walk?: Yes. I don't ever want to have another fucking creature that needs any of my fucking attention. I don't give a shit how "Cool" your dog is. It in all reality is simply a feces creation machine.
25. Have you ever loved someone so much it made you cry?: No, Fuck you.
26. How much do you sleep?: Not enough for most normal humans.
27. Do you think staying at home and raising the kids is primarily "women's work"? Hell Yes, Just like doing my dishes and working at Hooters.... Pass me the COOR'S Light! What kind of redneck fuck asks this shit?
28. What do you think about gay marriage?: I think that is when two people of the same sex want to get married.
29. Do blondes annoy you in general?: Yes. As do Brunettes, Redheads, them blue-haired mu-fuckaz, you all annoy the piss out of me constantly.
30. Do you smoke?: Yes, I smoke your ass, fuckstain!
31. Have sex?: Any chance I get (almost)
32. Yell at your parents?: Yeah, because that is what parents are for.
33. Compete with your siblings?: If by compete you mean have sex with then obviously the answer is yes!
34. Think you got enough love as a child?: Hell yeah... In the woodshed with my uncle...
35. Listen to pop music?: I fucking love it. But I love it even more when it is re-recorded with Kids singing the shit!
36. Out of your own, what's your favorite lotion/body wash/cream/perfume/cologne/etc.?: Currently: Feces
37. Why do fools fall in love?: Because Broken Hearts are for Assholes
38. Why is the sky blue? Because your eyes percieve it as a certain color and our culture has named that color blue.
39. Did you know that your metabolism slows down at night; so if you have a midnight snack you will probably gain weight in the morning?: Did you know that I don't give the slightest fuck?
40. Are you going to have an open casket funeral?: I hope the cryogenically freeze my head so that I can live forever!
41. Do you bruise easily?: Only my sensitive, fragile ego.
42. Does death fascinate you?: Yes.
43. Ever dated someone five years older (or more) than you?: I am not sure... I think so.
44. Ever dated someone five years younger (or more) than you?: Depends on your definition of dated.
45. What's with all the black rappers right now having such terrible teeth?: What is with all the cracker assholes asking fucking questions?
46. What was the whole "rosebud" thing all about?: The Pussy
47. How many people do you think would come to your funeral?: I hope nobody. I would rather they have a keg in the wellhouse.
48. Are you wondering why I'm still on the death thing?: Nope, I am wondering why I give a shit.
49. Who said this: "Death, taxes, and childbirth. There's never a convenient time for any of them.": Mabye it was that sick fuck Hockey Coach
50. Have you ever contributed to someone's death?: I can only hope in some small way I have helped rid the earth of thousands of cockroaches with suits.
52. What Hollywood celebrity annoys you the most?: Every single fucking one.
53. What do you think about school?: I think it is a place where they attempt to indoctrinatre you with a slave education
54. Are you addicted to the internet?: Only the site where your mom takes it in the mouth after it has been in her ass... that is golden!
55. Do you have those little white vitamin deficiency marks on your fingernails?: What the fuck are you talking about?
56. Dog person or cat person?: Neither. Fecal conversion machines. ALL OF THEM
57. What do you take when you have a headache?: My dick out and play with it.
58. What's your alcoholic drink of choice?: Beer. It is just so fucking delicious.
59. Is "settling down" a major priority for you (meaning; married, good job, spending your extra money on new curtains and mowing the lawn on weekends)?: Not one bit, but the pressure train is a motherfucker.
60. Do you have a calendar/datebook?: Yeah, I am such a fucking player I need a datebook... That is why I am filling out this thing.
61. Was "Beaches" as good a movie as everyone says it is?: It was cinematic brilliance. Bette Midler is the greatest actress of all time.
62. Physically, are you usually cold or warm?: I'm Hot, Sticky sweet! From my head to my feet, YEAH!
63. Socially, are you usually cold or warm?: Um. I get a boner when I am nervous.
64. Ever been so depressed that you don't shower, do the dishes, clean up anything, answer your phone or move from your couch for more than a couple days?: Yes. That is how I am filling this out.
65. When you hear the scientific term "the big bang", do dirty thoughts come to mind?: Nope, I think that MC Stephen Hawking is gonna have to bust a cap in some goddamn creationists.
66. Do you ever walk by someone and they go, "how are you?" and you go, "how are you?"....and you keep on walkin'?: No, but sometimes I tell them that I fucked their mom, smile and walk on by.
67. Wouldn't you rather we all just avoid eye contact and not say anything at all?: Yes, because then we could be lonely gringo fucks that will never get laid. INSTAN RECORDING CONTRACT!
68. Ever do volunteer work?: Yes, I run the vacuum that sucks the trucker jizz from your mom's pussy every evening at 8.
69. Do you think community service should really be given as a punishment for criminals?: No, I think flowers should be.
70. Do you shoplift?: Only to get the new Marilym Manson CD.
71. Ever worked so hard that you cried?: Yes, see answer 68.
72. What if God was one of us?: He would suck one hell of a dick.
73. Who sings that song?: I dunno, but Prince played it live when I saw him. That fucking destroyed the universe.
74. Are you old enough to remember the commercial with little old lady saying "where's the beef”? Vaguely
75. Finish this sentence: "My kingdom for a/an ________.": End to these fucking questions.
76. Do you remember the Care Bear craze?: Vaguely
77. How about when Oprah was fat?: Who are you calling fat you racist fuck?
78. Remember Pogs?: Remember when I shit on your pillow?
79. Remember when that gymnast sprained her ankle in the summer Olympics, 1996?: Yes, because nothing makes me feel more patriotic than watching steroid fueled fuckfaces represent their country.
80. Remember what you were doing yesterday at this time?: Yes, Watching a documentary about junkies.
81. Do you love shoes?: Yes. but only in the sexually deviant manner
82. What shampoo do you use?: THe stuff that makes my hair smell like mangoes but taste like chicken.
83. How do you feel right now?: Like I want to kick the cracker asshole that wrote this and inform him or her that the best part of them ran down their mom's ass.
84. Do you let dogs lick your face?: No, only deez nuts
85. Do you subscribe to Playgirl or Playboy?: I have a subscription to Guns and Ammo and Nintendo Power, combined they are way more shaft raising than Playboy
86. What are you doing right now besides filling out this survey?: Wishing that I wasn't.
87. What year were you born?: 1979... The year of some pimp ass shit.
88. Do you rule that year?: Hell No, Sugarhillgang rule that year!
89. Do you paint your nails?: Yes. Because I am a sensitive gringo fuck who plays in a shitty goth band.
90. What's your hair length?: Well I can tell you that I have a LOT of pubes.
91. When did you get a cut/trim last?: a long time ago.
92. Do you have hoity-toity relatives, or trailer trash relatives?: Fuck this question.
93. Would you consider yourself to have an innovative mind?: Yes, noone else will come up with answers half as amusing or incredible as mine.
94. Has an old man/woman ever flirted with you?: Yeah.. It was your mom.
95. Ever written a survey like this?: Yes, because I have that kind of time on my hands.
96. Would you ever consider dating someone who'd been in prison?: Hell Yeah. They are still fucking humans even though we have caged them like dogs.
97. Are you worth crying over?: Fuck YES. I rock your fucking socks off.. and leave them on the floor so that I can wipe the cum on them after I empty my balls.
98. Do you know anyone who's drowned?: No, but I know some who have tried.
99. Would you rather have a one-on-one conversation or go to a party?: Depends on who it is with.
100. Do you feel better after purging all this random information from your system?: No, I feel the thousand percent less intelligent. Thank you. For wasting a chunk of my life that would have been better spent masturbating.

2005-06-01T15:02:00.000-07:00

because I filled the goddamn thing out!
Current mood: thirsty

1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Nicholas (Nick Van Axl) David Laramie
2. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? Khaki. The color of corporate America.
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? The sound of my angels and my demons at work.
4. WHAT'S THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Eggs with mushrooms and carrots.
5. DO YOU WISH ON STARS? Nope. I wish this fucking survey would end though.
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Kind Of Blue
7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? Um. I don't know does "Office temperature" mean anything to you? It is roasty as fuck in this office.
8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Adam. He is getting married. His dad is a cool ass motherfucker. He is Irish and as soon as the wedding is over, boxing will resume as previously scheduled.
9. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? No. Because of her I have to fill out this fucking thing AGAIN... Fuck You Courtney!!!! *shakes fist in the air in pseudo-threatening manner*
10. HOW OLD ARE YOU TODAY? 26. Ripe. juicy, um....what the hell am I talking about?
11. FAVORITE DRINK? Guiness. The Black taste of god's nectar!
12. FAVORITE SPORT? Hockey. Period. Point blank.
13. HAIR COLOR? Brown. It smells like Mango, but tastes like Chicken.
14. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Nope.
15. SIBLINGS?? Fucking Hell... Chris, Ben, Nathan, Jake, and the extended clan that is beyond all comprehension.
16. FAVORITE MONTH: May. Taurus represent!
17. FAVORITE FOOD? Red Beans and Rice, with a seasoned chicken breast and a Blackened Voodoo beer. That is so goddamn delicious that it makes your dick grow. Although Jabo's is close.
18. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?? F for Fake. This film is the most colossal mindfuck that you will ever see. It gives me the Gonzo nose from the fantastic mindfucking powers. for real. Netflix that motherfucker now, or lose my respect forever.
19. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Shit. B-B-Q day. Those bastards are fucking FUN!
20. WHAT DO YOU DO TO VENT ANGER? Usually post some self-indulgent blog, or masturbate.
22. SUMMER OR WINTER? Fall. I remember HaloweeeeeeN!
23. HUGS OR KISSES? Um. Why the aristotalien either/or dichotomy? Why can't there be both?
24. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? Why you gotta turn this into a racial thing? Fuck you, Women are lovely!
25. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO E-MAIL BACK? Yes, so that it will placate my need to have new e-mail in my often-neglected e-mail box! PLACATE ME!!!!
26. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Nobody. for good reason!
27. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Everybody. I am the guy that answers these!
28. WHO DO YOU MOST WANT TO RESPOND? I pray that my friends have better things to do with their time than answer these, I have a compulsion. I cannot control it.
29. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? Centennial Colorado
30. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? When I watched Scarface... That shit is sooo sad!
31. WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED? Bodies of the Wack MC that I killed
32. WHO IS THE FRIEND YOU HAVE HAD THE LONGEST? Brad Davis. Old school for sure!33. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT?? None of your goddamn business!
34. FAVORITE SMELL? Besides the rotting corpses of U2?
35. WHAT INSPIRES YOU? Anger mostly, but sometimes the smell of rain and the actions of bacteria
36. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? Needles. Terrified of needles. I would make the worst Junkie in history.
37. POPCORN...PLAIN, BUTTERED OR SALTED? Jelly Belly. Buttered Popcorn Jelly Bellies are fucking delicious. Don't hate.
38. FAVORITE CAR? THe one that transports me around the motherfucker.
39. FAVORITE FLOWER? tulips....on my organ!
40. NUMBER OF KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING?? 6
41. CAN YOU JUGGLE? I can juggle the Muffin....
42. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK? Um. Saturday
43. WHAT DID YOU DO ON YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? Kicked it all the way live with the family.
44. HOW MANY STATES HAVE YOU LIVED IN?? 2
45. HOW MANY CITIES HAVE YOU LIVED IN?? 2
46. HOW MANY COUNTRIES HAVE YOU LIVED IN? Lived? one.
47. HOW MANY CARS HAVE YOU HAD & WHAT WAS THE FIRST CAR THAT YOU HAD?
3. The first was a 79 Impala. THAT was a fucking G-Ride... I killed it.
48. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Butte, Montana. Yes. Land of the biggest man-made hole in the earth AND the longest-running brothel in America. No Shit!

People Who Should Die

2005-06-01T15:00:00.000-07:00

Certain people who should die.
Current mood: awake

I have been compiling a short list of certain groups of people whom I feel should die very fast. feel free to add to my list if there is some group that I may have left out... *Note, many of these were compiled at sporting events so if they focus on that, fucking deal with it*

1. The motherfuckers who punctuate "THAT OUR FLAG WAS STILL THERE!!!" at the "national anthem time... it is usually followed by a "WHOO!" and the vigorous thrusting of shitty cheap beer in the air to show their wonderous national pride.

2. People who drive "Slow" in the "Fast" lane I am emphasizing the generalities because "Slow" will be defined for these purposes as "Anyone driving slower than myself at ANY given time" and "Fast" lane is defined as the furthest left lane.

3. People who pride themselves in their knowledge of a particular musical act BEFORE they got popularized.... I am sorry, I love some underground music too, but the fact is this. I don't give a fuck what shitty european magazine featured the debut CD of MC Eat-My-Ass first, or how the limited edition pressing of "Anal Napkin" is so much better than the "Shitty American Pressing. I like the music that I enjoy regardless of when it was put out, and while your knowledge of the first Modest Mouse release when they were a J-Pop band gets you laid, then more power to you. I still think you should go die.

4. ANYONE who treats "service industry" workers like shit simply because they are there to serve your food. OK, this I will admit is a thin line. I get mad when my order gets fucked up because the dude cannot speak english too, however, that is not his fucking fault.. If you are gonna be a shithead, talk to the manager that put the guy at the window. This goes for ALL service industries... I don't care if it is your waiter, waitress, stripper, car detailer, fast food worker, nail technicians, ANYONE. They don't deserve that treatment. You do.

5. People whose "Beliefs" make them better than the rest of us. I don't care wether it is in Politics, religion, favorite sports team, favorite beer, amount of money in your account, ANYTHING that would lead you to believe that you are better than others... Can sip on my jizz for eternity. Belief is the death of intelligence, you restrict yourself to outside argument and basically become a useless drone for that particular Belief System (B.S.)

6. People who listen to talk radio and take it seriously. The entire industry of Clear Channel owned radio in Colorado is domineered by the most self righteous, self-centered, racist, sexist douchebags in the history of mankind. Listening to them would be funnier if people didn't take their words to heart. I have on occasion listened to talk radio... I just about cried before the show was halfway through because the laughter was overwhelming...

7. Probably people like me. I fit into some of these categories. Mabye I should die too.

8. Hypocrites. 'nuff said

I will continue this later, I know there are more.

A Sweet Kiss

2005-05-21T14:59:00.000-07:00

Saturday, May 21, 2005
A Sweet Kiss...
Current mood: silly
Song is "War Machine"I think Kiss fucking rules for the record...
I would quote some lyrics here, but that is just fucking lame...
So instead I will ramble about because I fucking rock like that.
Yes.. I might even rock like KISS!!!!!

Dream analysis anyone?

2005-05-20T14:57:00.000-07:00

Dream analysis anyone?
Current mood: happy

OK My Dream as I remember it....I was asked to go to the liquor store because and I quote "The ladies want Dark Beer" Which in my head I know is a goddamn lie, but I go with some feller that I have never met before. When we get there there is a 4-pack of Murphy's Irish Stout sitting in the street. I tell random dude to grab it stating plainly that "Road beer is better". He reluctantly agrees and we go into the liquor store.
The store is tiny and filled with some expensive shit, and as we are perusing the aisles I notice there is someone fucking with my car. I run outside and there is a woman rummaging through all the shit in the back of my car. I Yell at her and throw her the fuck out of my car slam the door and lock it. she says some shit that I could not make out, and follows me back into the liquor store, which drives me nervous. At this point I have NO FUCKING CLUE wher erandom dude is, but I want to get the beer for the ladies less than I want to get the "Irish Whiskey" for myself...
As I am trying to find the guy the lady decides her best move is to grab this expensive ass bottle of Vodka and throw it on the floor. This move is either meant to creep me the fuck out (in which it succeeds) or is meant to cut my feet up (I was wearing Birkenstocks). Either way I am shocked at the lack of security because after the first bottle explodes, she grabs another and this time directs it AT ME. The fancy bottle comes hurdling towards mychest and I side step it watching the expensive motherfucker hit the floor. FINALLY the store owner kicks the lady out. I am relieved until the guy glares at me seemingly blaming me for all the events that had just transpired....
Then I woke the fuck up....
Anyone wanna try to figure THAT bitch out?
I must be fucked up.

Perspective

2005-05-18T14:55:00.000-07:00

Sometimes it is a matter of perspective.
Current mood: listless
Sometimes I have a hard time feeling anything.
I always fuck myself up with perspective.
I feel lonely at the moment, but my mind fucks that up into why do you need company to feel normal?
Sometimes in my solitude it all just makes sense though.
Sometimes I feel compassion for everything and everyone, and my perspective can attempt to heal a situation.
Other times my perspective cannot allow me to give a shit.
I feel like my angels and my demons are at war constantly and I cannot possibly escape them.
And ultimately... who gives a fuck anyways?

Road To Hell

2005-05-04T14:54:00.000-07:00

Road To Hell
Current mood: embarrassed
I suppose the road to hell is truly paved with good intentions.
Sometimes when I think I am being helpful, I end up simply hurtful.
I forget that our words are weapons and poison can drip from a pen.
Today, my words have hurt someone who I felt was a friend.
Anyone who has done this may know how I feel... uneasy, moronic, useless, and plainly put.... an asshole.
I don't really know why I didn't follow my instinct.
Mabye I am just am idiot.

Something to consider

2005-04-26T14:51:00.000-07:00

Something to at least consider...
Current mood: contemplative

In Florida in 1990, Jesse Tafero's head was set afire during his electrocution. It was later discovered that he was probably innocent.
In Alabama in 1992, Cornelius Singleton was electrocuted after signing, with an "X," a confession he could not read. He had an IQ of approximately 61.
In Arkansas in 1992, Ricky Rector, lobotomized by a self-inflicted gunshot wound and with virtually no comprehension of his situation, was led to his execution. He left the dessert from his last meal in his cell for "when he returned." The prison chaplain went into psychiatric care and today refers to Ricky's execution as a crime in itself, saying, "We're not supposed to execute children."
In California in 1992, Robert Alton Harris died in the gas chamber despite being diagnosed as suffering from fetal alcohol syndrome. It's discoverer, Dr. Kenneth L. Jones, asked Governor Wilson, "Do we execute people for having a birth defect?" In the Herrera case in 1992 the U.S. Supreme Court held that innocence was not sufficient justification to stop an execution. The decision, Justice Blackmun said in dissent, was "perilously close to simple murder."
In Virginia in 1993, Charles Stamper had to be lifted out of his wheelchair and carried to the electric chair by three guards.
In January of 1995 Jesse Dewayne Jacobs was executed in Texas for a crime everyone in the chain of authority knew he did not commit; a fact admitted by his prosecutor.
In March of 1995, Girvies Davis died for a crime he did not commit, his conviction based on a hand-written confession produced by police—who did not know he was illiterate.

2005-04-22T14:50:00.000-07:00

Deja Vu!
Current mood: nauseated
I Feel Like Shit!
I don't know what the fuck happened, but I feel awful. I am dizzy, dehydrated, feel nauseous, paranoid, upset, ansy I am a fucking wreck.Just thought I would share.Not that anyone should really give a fuck.I swear if it wasn't for feeling like shit how would we ever appreciate feeling great.I kept getting woken up by calls on my cell for some spanish name... enrique mabye... I don't know... I was WAYYYY too tired to give a fuck.And with my no-insurance-having ass, I will not be seeing any goddamn doctors. Fuck it.I am gonna go work out and go to bed.

ABC's I cannot help myself!

2005-04-15T14:47:00.000-07:00

ABC's Yeah.. I fucking can't help myself

ABC's
A - Age you got your first real kiss: LOL Probably an infant...they get ALL the love... romantic one? shit.... 7 ish
B - Band listening to right now: Leftover Crack
C - Crush: Groove
D- Dads name: Dave
E- Easiest person to talk to: Depends on the time and mood, but Greg, Rachel, any of my brothers, Omar,
F - Favorite bands at the moment: Public Enemy (Forever) Faith No More, Street Dogs, Oranj Mechanik
G - Gummy worms or gummy bears: Fuckin' hell Spice Drops!
H - Hometown: Butte, Montana
I - Instruments: Bass, have rocked a mic once...
J- Junior High: That is Gin and Tonic!
K - Kids: Are fun as long as you can give them back
L - Longest car ride ever: Driving through Wyoming listening to Type O Negative...quite possibly as close to hell as one can get... Driving through hell listening to a band whose music goes nowhere and managed to make Black Sabbath boring.
M - Mom's name: Connie
N - Nicknames: Nick Van Axl (Given to me by one of my heroes) Jamburgaler, asshole, punk, fuckface
O - One wish: I wish I could make one completely great album.
P - Phobia: Needles, and snakes.
Q - Quote " We goin to Stella's BITCH!"
R - Reasons to smile: Sometimes you get so alone... that it just makes sense
S - Song you sang last: "Ya Can't Go Hope" by Leftover Crack
T - Time you woke up [today]: 8:30 to the sounds of the Biz
U - Unknown fact about me: I really care
V - Vegetable you hate: Potatoes
W - Worst habit(s): Trusting people
X - X-rays you've had: teeth
Y - Yummy food: Sushi
Z - Zodiac sign: Taurus

The Support Our Troops Thing...

2005-04-13T14:44:00.000-07:00

The Support Our Troops thing...
Current mood: determined
I have a few issues surrounding the "Support Our Troops" online thing. so let me lay out a few of them. I may actually post this as a blog also because it is thought provoking to say the least.First is the fact that it is an online circulation of a message that serves little to no purpose with the exception of mabye making people feel good about themselves. I prefer to show my support via actions. If you REALLY support the troops that do more than words (Which to borrow from Professor Griff stands for With Out Really Doing Shit) Send them letters, care packages. I mean the things that we take for granted here are treasures when you are in the desert away from family and loved ones... Send Razors, deodorant, magazines, books, music Tobasco sauce, spices, any of the millions of luxuries that we know and love... These are things that we all take for granted here at home, but are valued more than you even know.Second is the fact that personally and this is an awkward thing to say, but I cannot say I support the troops in achieving their goal. I do not believe that we are in this war for ANY REASON aside from "Peak Oil" period. (If this is not something that you understand I suggest a little research) This is not to say that I dislike our troops or that they are not doing good out there. Quite to the contrary I feel that there are many great people trapped in unfamiliar, hostile territory that really have NOTHING to do with it. Thirdly, I have many conflicts with the blind faith movement that seems so prevalent in our country. To assume that our troops are doing the greater good for the greater many there is a bizarre fallacy. If you still believe that Iraq had ANYTHING to do with 9-11 than you have been duped. Not to worry, many people have been duped by the same thinking. This is not a character flaw, but something that you need to understand because disinformation is powerful.So there it is for now.Disagree with me, let me know.Agree with me, let me know.

Love Movement

2005-03-12T14:42:00.000-08:00

Love Movement Current mood: happy
I love a lot of things.Here is a short list because I feel that lately I am tired of telling people what I hate.I love that feeling of staring out a window, while say, holding a glass of water in my hand, not consciously, but just enough to know that when they take everything. They cannot have that.I love talks one on one with the people who mean something in my life. I love seeing my friends in joy.I love the music of Public Enemy.I love making music that noone has ever heard before, and sometimes I love making music that noone will ever hear again.I love the way a stupid joke can light up a room.I love the way you smile when you look at me.I love the way you look in the moonlight.I love the way a certain rhythm can express everything that is going on in my life at that particular moment.I love being able to head to the mountains, and disappear into nothingness for awhile.I love the way the city looks while driving through it late at night.I love the way certain storytellers can move an audience.I love the way when those stories fail, the silence.I love the way James Brown grunts.I love that Black Sabbath Sound.Damn, I love a lot of things... this might continue.Or mabye it won't.

Exposed Nerve Endings

2005-02-15T23:39:00.000-08:00

The clock caculates,
cutting cold the stagnate air.
Lines formed in stone,
faces chisled and unbreakable.
Concealing turmoil within.
My compainons and friends, myself, crying in naked nights.
Pouring tears not even hard wrist scars could conceal.
My youth floundered,
invaded by prying eyes,
my nakedness prodded,
probed by inspectors,
behind sealed doors where howls reverberate unheard except to the broken hearted who swallow and wonder.
Sweet children, minds regarded as elusive territory,
exposed nerve endings and hopes held by hook and grin,
spinning and twirling labeled "the demon within"
Suprise! You're dead!
Lay your head on a bed of broken dreams.
I call out into the night,
held in harmony by our joined ethic,
our secret understanding that no one should ever understand.
My brave and loved companions,
where are you?
Do you still battle alone on your throne of victory,
held by the raging sea which swallowed our destiny.

Mommy WOW, I'm an MC now...

2005-02-12T01:23:00.000-08:00

OK, so if you want to hear it, it is on our Myspace page, it is called
NO (The Fine Arts Mechanik Mixx)
Check it out here
then, hit me with feedback
http://ccmixter.org/file/NickVanAxl/1
Let us know what you think!

Shakespearean Sonnet

2005-02-12T00:40:00.000-08:00

Into the bathroom
In quite a big rush
I sense the big boom
And my cheeks get flushed
The rumble and wretch
The stomach in pain
I want to play catch
But it always rains
The gritting of teeth
The sound of a grunt
My cheeks tend to seethe
Squirting out a runt
Biting my lip creates an orgasma
Creating semi-solid fecal plasma

Fine Arts Mechanik

2005-02-09T01:20:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody!
I am gonna be a rapper soon...
(Tomorrow to be exact)
this is what my verse looks like so far;
No disrespecting elders
No patronizing the young
No Prison construction
No more waking over-hung
No fighting over projects
No more solving it with guns
And it goes a little something like this….
Looking back on a self I used to know
Nothing but Steel and Concrete where the grass used to grow
Public Housing finds a niche inside our Death Row
Other people controlling what you Hear, See and Know
You don’t know? (I don’t think so…)
Then tell me
Who owns the stations?
Who has the power
To manipulate Nations
Selling our souls for a Coke and a smile
They sit back and laugh as we live in denialIs that your style?
Fashion sold to you by who?
A man exploiting lands to make profits from the fools.
(Play it Hardgroove!)

Reassuring Illusion Of Progress

2005-02-08T01:18:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I seriously wonder if anything is truly progressing or if we are just comforted by the illusion of such progress.
That and I think it would be a great song or album title.

About The Author

2005-02-07T01:04:00.000-08:00

Present Location: Back to the world
Favorite comedians: Omar, Eddie Izzard, Bill Hicks, RICHARD PRYOR, Lenny Bruce, Dave Chapelle, Paul MooneyOccupation: All knowing and powerful master of nothing
Favorite actors: The gorgeous redhead chick from that 70s Show, Homer Simpson, Stewie, Groucho Marx, George W. Bush
Favorite fight promoters: Suge Knight, My mom
Favorite movies: Brazil, Wave Twisters, Pee-wee's Big Adventure, Girls Home Alone vol. 9+14
Favorite musicians: Frank Zappa, Public Enemy, Jane's Addiction, Gil Scott-Heron, Curtis Mayfield, Cee-Lo Green, Goodie Mob (1st 2 records), Peter Gabriel, Tori Amos, too many to name.
Favorite athletes: Grant Fuhr, Emmit Smith, Eric Brewer, Muhammed Ali, Kyle Turley, Michael Adams (Anyone remember?), Carmello Anthony, Latrell Sprewell, Willie Stargell, Cam Neely.....
Favorite judges: No such thing, judge not... or whatever that saying is.
Favorite shoes: HA HAHA who gives a fuck about shoes... Mabye my Arrrrr Frrrrce Ones! or even Myyyy AAAAAdidas!
Favorite books: In The Belly Of The Beast by Jack Henry Abbott, All Things Censored by Mumia Abu- Jamal, How To Talk Dirty And Influence People by Lenny Bruce.
Favorite titles: "The Reassuring Illusion of Progress" and "Afterbirth Of The Cool"
Favorite hair-do: Erykah Badu's headwrap!
Favorite lyric:
POS:
The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs
Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough
Got the solar gravitation so
I'm bound to pull it
I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets
Gun control means using both hands in my land
Where it's all about the cautious livin'
Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments
Of strugglin' that shouldn't be notable,
Man every word I say should be a hip hop quotable.
DOVE:
I'm sick of bitches shakin' asses
I'm sick of talkin' about blunts,
Sick of Versace glasses,
Sick of slang,
Sick of half-ass awards shows,
Sick of name brand clothes.
Sick of R&B bitches over bullshit tracks,
Cocaine and crack
Which brings sickness to blacks,
Sick of swoll' head rappers
With their sicker-than raps
Clappers and gats
Makin' the whole sick world collapse
The facts are gettin' sick
Even sicker perhaps
Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse
POS:
Man life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out
Let me tell you what it's all about
A skin not considered equal
A meteor has more right than my people
Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated
That's why the Native Tongues have officially been re-instated
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
(Higher than high)
You know them stakes is high
(Higher than high)
When we talkin' 'bout the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high
When we dealin' with the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
(Hey yo, what about that love?)
POS:
Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds
Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns
Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth
Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid
We living in them days of the man-made ways
Where every aspect is vivid,these brothers no longer talk shit
Hey yo, these niggas live it'
Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone
Plug One translating the zone
No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way
J.D. Dove, show your love, what you got to say?
DOVE:
I say G's are making figures at a high regard
And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd
Investing in fantasies and not God
Welcome to reality, see times is hard
People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card
Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars
See, shit like that will make your mama cry
Better watch the way you spend it
'Cause the stakes is high
Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the
(Vibes....vibrations)Stakes is high
I think that smiling in public is against the law
'Cause love don't get you through life no more
It's who you know and "How you, son?"
And how you gettin' in, and who the man holding
Hey yo, and how was the scams and how high
Yo what up, huh?
I heard you caught a body
Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti
POS:
But they ain't organized!
DOVE:
Mixing crimes with life enzymes
Taking the big scout route
And niggas know doubt better
Than they know their daughters
And their sons(Oh boy)
POS:
Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain
Positive contact just like my main man
Who got others cleaning up his physical influence
His mind got congested
He got the nine and blew it
Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody's neighbors
Just animals surviving with that animal behavior
Under I who be rhyming from dark to light sky
Experiments when needles and skin connect
No wonder where we live is called the projects
When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do
Anything to get the piece of the pie
Electrify
Even die for the cash
But at last I be out even though you wantin' more
This issue is closed like an elevator door
But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
Stakes is high, come on
Favorite movie line: "hey baby, how would you like to have your ass licked by a fat man in an overcoat?" -Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back
Goal in life: To effect the world in a positive way
Favorite phrase: "Unprecedented Douchebaggery"
Favorite question to ponder upon: "Why do Kamikaze Pilots Wear Helmets?"
Second favorite question to ponder upon: "Ultimately Who Gives A Fuck Anyways"
Least Favorite question: Do You ALWAYS smell like shit?
Surprising fact about me: I love you
All time favorite quote: "Quit Yo Jibber-Jabber" -Mr. T

Insight from Dr. Mark

2005-02-04T01:03:00.000-08:00

This is some tremendous analyses as far as I am concerned!

JDee:"What the fuck did 'Rappers Delight' mean?"

*sigh* JDee, *obviously* rappers delight is about the socio-economic juxtaposition that inveitably exists between the rulling class (up), the middle class (jump) and the working classes (the boogy) - so when the sugarhill gang told us to "up jump the boogy to the bang bang boogy" they are speaking of violent revolution. ;-)

In fairness, this debate is done and done: everyone prefers the music that was out when they were 17, and that's that: I prefer old skool myself but that's because I'm an old cunt. I used to feel old skool had more substance but in fact... nah, I just like it more and it reminds me of when *I* had more content.

Think... It Ain't Illegal Yet!

2005-01-31T01:01:00.000-08:00

What Would You Do if you found out the Terror Attacks on September 11th, 2001 were an inside job? How would your perception of the “War on Terror” change? Who fights these genocidal wars for the rich, and who profits from self-inflicted terrorism as our civil liberties vanish? PLEASE THINK!

\M/

2005-01-30T01:00:00.000-08:00

I Understand.....But don't CARE!
Because the skyscrapers look like gravestones from out here!

Angel Girl From Heaven

2005-01-27T00:58:00.000-08:00

She is gorgeous with eyes of an intensity rivaled by few.
Her smile is one that makes light from an internal struggle.
I dream of her.
Her words however few fill me with ideas and reasons.
Thoughts that refresh life.
This angel is real.
Not the perfectly airbrushed ones from MTVland, But perfect in a way uncommon.
She is intelligent and seductive.
I don't think she knows how amazing she is.
I wonder if she ever will.

Tatoos And Such

2005-01-23T23:47:00.000-08:00

Tatoos And Such
If I were ever to get a tatoo I might just get one of a bagel. Probably on my wrist. I would get a bagel because of this: You know how when people get tatoos and a few years later they aren't interested in what they got the tatoo of? The subject of the tattoo isn't that important to them anymore and they don't like it and they are emabarrassed to show it to anyone. Hey how do you like your tattoo? I don't like it anymore and I'm emabarrassed.
Oh. Well, if I decided that I just wasn't as in to bagels as much as I used to be when I showed my tattoo to people I could just tell them that it's of a donut. Because I think I'll always like donuts. Raised donuts not cake donuts. (I'd explain this when I showed the tattoo.)I think that if I were ever in a swamp or in a jungle and there was a big crocodile chasing me that I could probably get away. I would throw raised donuts at it and run with high leg kicks to the nearest tree and stand real still. Then I'd throw more donuts to try and get the crocodile to walk away from me.
If that didn't work I'd climb the tree and swing on a vine away from where I was and when I was swingin' I'd yell back at the crocodile something like "You Suck.". That might piss him off, but hey fuck him I gave him my donuts, right? So then I'd find some monkey to hang out with 'cause monkeys are pretty cool. I'd ask him to make fart sounds with his mouth and pull his bottom lip down over his chin like on T.V. and in the movies.
That's funny stuff.
I was at the zoo one day and I went in the Monkey House and I swear to God every guy monkey in that place was playing with himself. All the monkeys wer playin' spank the frank. At the time I was young and thought it was pretty funny, but now I think I understand. Monkey chicks are pretty damn ugly. So maybe I can identify with the monkeys. Well--maybe not. Forget it. Nevermind everything I said about the crocodile and the monkeys. (Except the part about monkeys making farting noises and pulling their bottom lips over the chins. That's great stuff man.)

I Loathe Police

2005-01-10T00:54:00.000-08:00

Cops are out of control!
I am not sure if anyone pays attention to our news media, but I must say that I was unaware that drinking a soda in one's own house is a capital crime. Now, Mabye I am off and the Coke vs. Pepsi feud has become a bloody revolution, but seriously. Why is it that the police can break into someone's house using an upstairs window and a ladder, and kill a human being while they sit watching television. Why is it that they have had NO CHARGES FILED against them? How come they get away with murder literally and noone seems to care?!? I am specifically speaking of 63-year-old Frank Lobato, a disabled man shot and killed July 11 by police officer Ranjan Ford Jr. but you can add him to a long list of people to whom justice will never be served.
When discussed it seems as though the only reaction that I get is the familiar bullshit of a "few Bad Apples" or the "We don't know the whole story" line. But honestly, what more could the story possibly hold?!? Did the cop then necrophile the corpse?!? How could it possibly be any worse????
How did our Criminal Justice system treat this criminal Ranjan Ford, Jr.?!? well let's look it up... he was on paid leave pendin investigation! WOW HORRAY FOR US!!!!! I helped pay for his vacation indefinitely!!!! and what else has he won johnny?!?!?ALL CHARGES DROPPED!!!!
Now, if this was me. Or you. Or anyone that you know. Or anyone that you have feelings for, how would you react?
What could we possibly do knowing what we all know?!?

Words Of Advice For Young People

2004-12-01T00:51:00.000-08:00

In the spirit of William S. Burroughs I am compiling a few words of advice for young people.
1. Never EVER eat Sponge Bob cereal. For real... that is a move that I cannot advise.Sponge Bob Cereal tastes like ass.I have never eaten ass, but I seriously doubt that it can possibly taste worse than that wretched concoction of pure feces.Fuck Sponge Bob!Shrek 2 cereal rules!!!!as does the almighty Boo mothafuckin berry beyooootch!
2. Never tuck your shitty Social Distortion T-shirt into your jeans with the studded belt. The gay homie and I agreed on this... First. Social Distortion sucks. Secondly you have a belt that made Rob Halford smile. Third. Fuck third. Fourth, that asshole deserved a free ass kicking. I was hoping that the gay feller would do it.
3. Animal rights makes no fucking sense. Call me an asshole if you will, but when there are genocides going on in Darfur, there are AIDS epidemics, there are serious human rights violations going on here and abroad and you are worried about whether or not Lassie got makeup in his fucking eye.... WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!? There are better things to worry about.
4. You can fuck yourself with pro-life. How about this... Be pro-your own fucking life- and leave me the fuck out of it. Mind your own fucking business.
5. The same goes to fucking club owners and bouncers. If you want my money. Fuck a dress code, fuck a charging $4 for fucking water, and ultimately, FUCK YOU for ripping us off. I don't mind hanging at home. The music is better anyways!
6. Never Trust A Naked Bus Driver (If I need to explain this you are a fucking retard.)
7. Never Trust Your Own Mouth. If you put your faith in a hole like that you are as stupid as those that put theirs into a book. or into me.
8. Old people are unreliable thieves. If you want an explanation look up social security... then imagine the prospect of you or I ever seeing it!
That is it for now.
Feel free to add!
Nick

Funny As Fuck

2004-11-22T00:50:00.000-08:00

http://masamania.com/archives/2004/10/stylish_sports.html
Seriously, I want to be like this guy when I grow up.

You Both Sound Like Bitches

2004-11-16T00:49:00.000-08:00

Enough Already.
This fucking sucks.
NO professional Hockey.
Now we have to deal with Basketball as the only winter sport.
Now I have no problems with Basketball, but it would be a LOT better if it were Hockey.
And I love College and Minor Hockey as well, but they aren't cutting it either.
Seriously. Both sides of this battle are losing sight of the fact that TOGETHER they are murdering the sport. MY sport. THE BEST sport.
The alienation and hypocrisy surrounding the strike/lockout situation is almost funny if it wasn't so sad. But since we have no "next Gretzky" and Roy is retired who is going to bring this to common ground?!? Trevor Linden!?! What a fucking joke.
I implore Mario Lemieux (Who I think is a bitch to begin with) to stand up and say something. He is in a unique position as a part-owner and player! I mean he is getting double fucked!
I implore Jeremy Roenick whose Big mouth has amused me as well as made me think. The "Charles Barkley of hockey" needs to step up and work with the league. Express what is going on on the Player's side as we all hear the owner's side.Go to NHL.com for that LOL
Seriously. I want to see some sort of serious end to this nonsense.
Both sides sound like bitches.
"We are losing money" say the owners -OK this is fair. They are putting their money where their mouth is so they should at least break even.
"Salary Caps are Bullshit" say the players -OK I hear this too, I mean really we don't tell Bill Gates, Phillip Knight or anyone else how much they can make, so why should athletes be any different.
In the words of the Geto Boys "Sit down and settle your differences like men"
If not, say goodbye to the best sport in the world.
That's just how I feel man!
Nick

My Thoughts On The War (Like Anyone gives a fuck)

2004-11-14T00:47:00.000-08:00

I feel that our Iraq attacks were just a strategic positioning to attack other countries. I feel that we were lied to and cheated as an American people through the whole campaign, and as such we shouldn't have gone in there. I feel that this is the reason I cannot hope for success, because ultimately our success is going to collapse the entire middle east and will cause a land grab that is going to go farther than I can fathom. I also feel that my friends some of whom I call my brothers are the pawns in this deadly game and the LAST THING I want is to see any of them dead.

Gospel Of Cereal!

2004-11-09T00:44:00.000-08:00

Just wanted to tell you that I have re-discovered a classic of our time...The almighty blue marshmallows heretofor known asBoo Berry Cereal!!!!
And so I ask that you turn your bible to;
The gospel of Cereal Verses 11-30:
(11)the coffers were held aloft, and the mutitude
(12) did behold the greatcereal and it's blue marshamllows,
(13) and they were sore amazed.
(14)And spake they, "fuck! we thought they were discontinued!"
(15)But the face of christ grew calm, and he did speak unto them,
(16)telling them "truly the sustenance of the lord is within me, for I havetwo and a half boxes left"
(17) and all grew silent, and were amazed thatone so beardy would have so much cereal.
(18) And a great shout went aloft from the throng, and the raising aloft ofthe bowls and spoons were like unto the ears of corn in the evening's glow.
(19) and christ did walk from bowl to bowl, yea as the sheperd tends hisflock he did walk,
(20) and filled their bowls with cereal, and all who gazedupon him said "truly this is one generous motherfucker"
(21)Though many of them were seent o speak with mouths filled with bounteous blue marshmallow, and said fuck all.
(22) Unless "mmmf gnff mrfrgrfr"could be said to be something.
(23)And though much milk was poured, none was spilled, for such was thebounty of our lord,
(24)that even in his beardy state, and yea, e'en withhis frankly quite nasty clothes and cheap sandals,
(25)he did give away allthe cereal that was his to give.
(26)But the next morning, the lord did think again upon the giving away ofall his cereal,
(27)and vow never again to bother his arse with all thatfeeding of the multitudes shite,
(28) for not one of the bastards so much asslipped him a fiver.This is the word of the lord.