Saturday, September 24, 2005
Making Plans
I got plans tonight. I am going to go home at some point, not really surewhen that is going to be. Then I am going to get naked. Not just partially naked, I am talking full monty here. Then I am going to go to the fridge and get a beer, or a Mike's. Then I am going to drink it. I will stand there naked drinking some form of alcoholic beverage right in my kitchen. Then when that one is properly emptied, I will get another one and take that to my bed, where I will make sweet, sweet love to it.
No, I am not going to do that. Instead, I will drink down. Then if I still have not fallen asleep I will get up, probably having to pee at this point,and get yet another beverage. Hopefully this will only be in a span of about 15 minutes. Then I will fall asleep because I have to wake up by 8am.This, to use a phrase popular in outer Mongolia, sucks ass.
It's not that I am some kind of hard-core drinker or anything I just want to be able to go to sleep and wake up and not have to worry about not waking up because an Ambian didn't wear off. I think the alcohol should be just enough to take the edge off. Hopefully. Pray for me.
Or you can pray for the poor sod's down in the gulf region. Hurricane Rita is going to kick their asses. I was watching a news report and it was showing that a few of the levees already breeched in New Orleans. From just some rain. These were the levees the army said would be OK for people to move back near. Seems like it might be time to open the envelope marked Plan B, don't it?
Don't worry I am not going to rant about the situation down there. I am just a little tired of it and if you wanted to read about the situation in Louisiana you can read about it anywhere. Of course that is me assuming that anyone is reading this. Which I am not. But then again why wouldn't you. I fucking rock!
OK, I don't believe that myself. But you know I am trying to find my voice again. I had it at one point a few years ago but it seems that is has eluded me lately. But i am trying. I think it was because I had taken a hiatus from writing and bitching about shit. Lately, I have started to get glimpses of the way I used to feel when I would write. A little bit of my mojo back. Yeah baby! So I am going to write and if anyone reads this fine. If not,fine again. A writer is one who writes. You don't necessarily need to be read. But if you do read and like it, hate it, or anything give me a comment or whatever. Just don't expect a reply tonight. Laterzzz....
Friday, September 23, 2005
Interesting?
If I don't write something I am going to fall asleep. I need to get the oldbrain juices flowing so I think I will write about something interesting. Something fabulous that will make people jump up after they have read mywords and go, "my Gawd! I have never read anything so awesome in all my miserable life!" What could that topic be you ask? I have no idea.
I am completely blank. The only thing that I can think of that was on the news was the coverage of hurricane Rita. They were showing the people evacuating the area. Well, they were showing the people trying to evacuate the area, because whenever hundreds of thousands of people all try to dothe same thing it is bound to end up with not much of anything getting done.
We Americans lack that basic ingredient that even the common cow has that allows us to move in a herd. It happens here at work a lot. You get morons who walk on the wrong side of the hall against the natural flow. Or you get the ones who have to stop and jabble right in the middle of the flow oftraffic so everyone has to go around. the ones who make me want to hit them though, are the ones who cut in line. Oh my fucking God! I so want punch these fuckers in the head. I learned how to stand in a damn line in kindergarten, did these ADD rejects miss that lesson. "Hey it's no cuts asshole, back of the line!"
And so you get people stuck on the highway. I bet if you went two miles to the east onto a seldom used side road the going is all clear. People tend to go for the most obvious ways instead of thinking a little bit.
But then again if they were thinking you wouldn't build a house in hurricane country out of plywood, or whatever cheap shit they build them out of. Why don't these people think ahead when building their houses? Have they never read the three pigs? You build a fucking house out of straw and sticks, a big bad wind(or wolf) comes along--pig snacks. If you build a house out of bricks, concrete, or how about some fucking steel, and your house will not fall down! Is it really that hard? Is this like brain surgery? And if you build your house near water why not build it on stilts? No, not for these geniuses. Instead the house is built, storm knocks itdown, and they cry,"my house is gone all, my memories, my stuff, yadda yadda yadda..." Bunch of whiny bitches.
It's not that I don't feel bad for people who lose their homes, because I do. It is just that I feel bad because this is going to go on for years and nothing is going to change. This storm is going to come, cause damage and then go. People will rebuild in the same ways in the same places and then when the next storm comes it will all start again. I get tired because the definition of insanity is, "doing the same action over and over expecting a different result." The thing is I don't think that we Americans are so much insane as just immature. We think we know everything when we don't, and then look for someone to blame. It really isn't that hard to think ahead and not make the same mistakes twice. Be creative, make different mistakes.
Speaking of houses, if I ever had the cash for a house I would like one of those cool underground ones. Kind of like a hobbit's house. They are easy to keep cool and to heat. You do have to waterproof it but other than that it would be mostly maintenance free. It would be awesome to have one with asort of roof deck for hanging out outside in the warm months. I have seen a show on the Home and Garden channel a while ago about houses like that, and other subterranean homes. I thing the coolest of these would have to be those people who buy the abandoned missile silos in Iowa and other Midwestern states. They are huge inside, and made of concrete and steal and once they get them all decorated and brought up to living standards its like having an underground mansion. Yes, they remove the missiles. I mean after all who actually needs a tactical nuke in your house? If the neighbors are playing their music that loud, a nice .50mm Gatling gun is sufficient. I mean, no need for overkill.
Reading a book on Australia by Bill Bryson. It's called "In a Sunburned Country". He was the one who wrote "A Walk in the Woods". So far it is pretty good. I have always thought that if I was going to visit another country it would be Australia. It just seems like a cool place. Well, it actually seems like a hot place but very interesting. I do also want to go to Canada but that is not really like a "real" foreign country. It's like Diet Pepsi to America's regular Pepsi. Nothing wrong with Diet Pepsi at all. I like the hell out of Diet Pepsi and I am sure I'd like Canada. It's just that Canada is like America except their slogan could be, "Canada, all the Health care and only 1% of the violence of the U.S." I wouldn't mind going to the U.K. either but from all that I have read Australia seems a bit more fun. I don't think I will ever go either place so it really doesn't matter. You need cash to travel, or you have to like to walk a lot. I have no cash and walking should be saved for trips to the bathroom.Laterzzzz....
I am completely blank. The only thing that I can think of that was on the news was the coverage of hurricane Rita. They were showing the people evacuating the area. Well, they were showing the people trying to evacuate the area, because whenever hundreds of thousands of people all try to dothe same thing it is bound to end up with not much of anything getting done.
We Americans lack that basic ingredient that even the common cow has that allows us to move in a herd. It happens here at work a lot. You get morons who walk on the wrong side of the hall against the natural flow. Or you get the ones who have to stop and jabble right in the middle of the flow oftraffic so everyone has to go around. the ones who make me want to hit them though, are the ones who cut in line. Oh my fucking God! I so want punch these fuckers in the head. I learned how to stand in a damn line in kindergarten, did these ADD rejects miss that lesson. "Hey it's no cuts asshole, back of the line!"
And so you get people stuck on the highway. I bet if you went two miles to the east onto a seldom used side road the going is all clear. People tend to go for the most obvious ways instead of thinking a little bit.
But then again if they were thinking you wouldn't build a house in hurricane country out of plywood, or whatever cheap shit they build them out of. Why don't these people think ahead when building their houses? Have they never read the three pigs? You build a fucking house out of straw and sticks, a big bad wind(or wolf) comes along--pig snacks. If you build a house out of bricks, concrete, or how about some fucking steel, and your house will not fall down! Is it really that hard? Is this like brain surgery? And if you build your house near water why not build it on stilts? No, not for these geniuses. Instead the house is built, storm knocks itdown, and they cry,"my house is gone all, my memories, my stuff, yadda yadda yadda..." Bunch of whiny bitches.
It's not that I don't feel bad for people who lose their homes, because I do. It is just that I feel bad because this is going to go on for years and nothing is going to change. This storm is going to come, cause damage and then go. People will rebuild in the same ways in the same places and then when the next storm comes it will all start again. I get tired because the definition of insanity is, "doing the same action over and over expecting a different result." The thing is I don't think that we Americans are so much insane as just immature. We think we know everything when we don't, and then look for someone to blame. It really isn't that hard to think ahead and not make the same mistakes twice. Be creative, make different mistakes.
Speaking of houses, if I ever had the cash for a house I would like one of those cool underground ones. Kind of like a hobbit's house. They are easy to keep cool and to heat. You do have to waterproof it but other than that it would be mostly maintenance free. It would be awesome to have one with asort of roof deck for hanging out outside in the warm months. I have seen a show on the Home and Garden channel a while ago about houses like that, and other subterranean homes. I thing the coolest of these would have to be those people who buy the abandoned missile silos in Iowa and other Midwestern states. They are huge inside, and made of concrete and steal and once they get them all decorated and brought up to living standards its like having an underground mansion. Yes, they remove the missiles. I mean after all who actually needs a tactical nuke in your house? If the neighbors are playing their music that loud, a nice .50mm Gatling gun is sufficient. I mean, no need for overkill.
Reading a book on Australia by Bill Bryson. It's called "In a Sunburned Country". He was the one who wrote "A Walk in the Woods". So far it is pretty good. I have always thought that if I was going to visit another country it would be Australia. It just seems like a cool place. Well, it actually seems like a hot place but very interesting. I do also want to go to Canada but that is not really like a "real" foreign country. It's like Diet Pepsi to America's regular Pepsi. Nothing wrong with Diet Pepsi at all. I like the hell out of Diet Pepsi and I am sure I'd like Canada. It's just that Canada is like America except their slogan could be, "Canada, all the Health care and only 1% of the violence of the U.S." I wouldn't mind going to the U.K. either but from all that I have read Australia seems a bit more fun. I don't think I will ever go either place so it really doesn't matter. You need cash to travel, or you have to like to walk a lot. I have no cash and walking should be saved for trips to the bathroom.Laterzzzz....
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
trying something
Just wanted to try posting a picture. This is Al Swearengen from the show Deadwood that I mentioned in a previous entry. He is portrayed by Ian McShane and if he doesn't go down as one of the classic characters on TV of all time then something just is not right in the world.
I hate to use the phrase "person you love to hate". It is so over fucking used. Al Swearengen is a person who you know you should hate and you do. You just want to see what he is going to do next. When he is on screen it is his. Very few characters or actors in history have been able to do that.
Anthony Hopkins in Silence of the Lambs.
James Gandolfini in the Sopranos
Homer in the Simpsons
Darth Vader in the original Star Wars Trilogy
There are others but I can't really think of them right now. I mean there are a lot of great actors in great parts. Hell, Dinero, Pacino, Brando, Benji (yes the dog), Nicholson. And let's be honest, these guys have been in some crappy movies (well, all except for Homer--HE ROCKS and everything he touches is gold!) but they somehow can shine through. But while they are good and even sometimes great I believe that sometimes that little something extra is what makes something special.
I guess it comes down to when you see something that sticks with you, that you want to watch again and again. That is what turns good to great and great to awesome. It is the difference between a movie that is good and one that you can watch over and over. I could list movies that I can say are not the greatest movies on the face of the Earth but I could watch them over and over.
I will have to write about those movies, not now but Laterzzz...
Monday, September 19, 2005
Monday Meanderings
I think it is Monday. It is my Friday. I got the next two days off. I wonder if I can totally waste those two days like I have done others? I don't mean to waste my days but I will, probably. It is just the way things sometimes work out.
I guess in that way I am like the government when it came to the Katrina disaster. They meant to build levees and storm walls and housing that wouldn't kill people. They just didn't get around to it. Hey, it happens. The government had other things to do with our money. Like build the ill-fated Superdome and start wars in oil rich countries. So we have poverty at home and it's hard to find a job that pays a decent living wage, this is America, we can borrow our way out of any problem.
After all, it is hard to make hard decisions, that's why it is called "hard". The politicians know this is hard which is why they choose to not make any decisions. Instead they sit back and collect their bribe money, oops, I meant "campaign contributions". Bribery makes a decision easier to make. You suddenly have a clear cut way to vote and you end up with a tidy sum to boot. What keeps politicians from making the big decisions like gun control and health care is that with these issues there are actually too many bribes,er "campaign contributions". When you get money from both sides of the issues so you can just sit back in the middle and say, "yes Mr.Drugmaker/HMOGuy/Doctor,pro/anti gun control nut, whatever; I would love to vote for/against that issue. Maybe you should buy me lunch. In Aruba." And in this way democracy plods on. At the same time other issues don't get any attention and this is for the simple reason that they don't come up with enough bribe, uh "campaign contributions". Homeless people don't contribute much to either party. Neither do the working poor. All we do is vote. And according to the results of the previous elections that kind of thing is mattering less and less.
Rock the vote! Yeah! Rock the vote my ass...
Not that I have anything against bribery per se. I would be more than happen to bribed about just about anything at any time. Not that anyone is bribing me but I just thought I would make it clear that I can be bribed.
The main problem with bribing someone isn't that you have to give them money, the problem is that their is no price list and you never know if they will actually do what you have paid them for.
Example: You want a table at a fancy restaurant but the wait is endless. How do you get to the front of the line so that you can get your ladyfriend fed and drunk enough so that you can get home at a reasonable hour and get some of that sweet, sweet booty? Obviously this calls for a bribe. Here is the quandary you face as you walk up to the dude in the penguin suit in front of the big book. How much is "Frenchy" going to take and will he just palm the cash and still make you wait or worse, give you a table near the bathroom or kitchen ensuring that there will be no booty for you?
I believe there should be no stigma in taking or giving a bribe. If you want the table you should be able to walk up to the guy and say, "Yo Frenchy, how much to put me and my fine lady into a sweet table by the window?" Then you flash the cash. Soon enough you are either still waiting or basking in the rockstar-esque feel of a bribe well done. I know some might say that bribery leads to corruption and people getting things that they don't deserve, but hell, sometimes shit happens and you need to grease the wheels. And at least then you know where you stand. If someone is corrupt enough to take a bribe it also means that they are open to other possibly illegal means of persuasion. Which again, is not always a bad thing. I mean earning things on just your abilities and connections isn't always fair either. What happens to the person with no abilities and no connections? Money seems to be a fairer system than who your dad happened to go to collage with, don't you think?
The Emmy awards were yesterday. I don't know who won. If Deadwood wasn't nominated I don't care. I really got into that show. It is a semi-factual depiction of life in the town of Deadwood back in the gold rush. Lots of cursing and double dealing. Add a touch of whoring (not that I have ever touched a whore) and murder with a whole bunch of good story telling and you got the right mix.
It's when you see a show this good, like with The Sopranos, that you realize just how crappy and uninteresting most of the stuff that you have ever watched on TV is. It shows what you can do when you worry about story first and foremost. Either way I got good news and bad news, the good news is that Deadwood is going to be doing a third season, the bad news is that I don't have HBO so I don't know when I will be able to see season 2 never freaking mind season 3. Ah, but what you gonna do, huh? It just shows you never should look forward to anything. You should just enjoy the moment because no one is guaranteed tomorrow.
And if I was guaranteed tomorrow it better be money back. Because if I don't get my ass up and get some errands done I need to get a refund. I put these chores off long enough. It's just that when I am laying in bed and its so nice and comfy and I don't have to get up for work, the idea of moving just seems absurd. It's like the Great Galapagos Tortoise. Yes, they can move, but with food, water, and sexy female tortoises (torti?tortoises?) nearby and looking oh so sexy, what is the point? Better to just stay in the shell, pull the head in when it gets too hot, chew on some grass and enjoy being a freaking tortoise because life don't get much sweeter. Then every once in a while you throw the old bone to the lady tortoises doing your "maintaining the species" thing and then take a nap for a month. Hell, if you could throw TV in there some where I very much would not mind being a tortoise.
I think that maybe it. But maybe not. Have to see how I feel Laterzzz...
I guess in that way I am like the government when it came to the Katrina disaster. They meant to build levees and storm walls and housing that wouldn't kill people. They just didn't get around to it. Hey, it happens. The government had other things to do with our money. Like build the ill-fated Superdome and start wars in oil rich countries. So we have poverty at home and it's hard to find a job that pays a decent living wage, this is America, we can borrow our way out of any problem.
After all, it is hard to make hard decisions, that's why it is called "hard". The politicians know this is hard which is why they choose to not make any decisions. Instead they sit back and collect their bribe money, oops, I meant "campaign contributions". Bribery makes a decision easier to make. You suddenly have a clear cut way to vote and you end up with a tidy sum to boot. What keeps politicians from making the big decisions like gun control and health care is that with these issues there are actually too many bribes,er "campaign contributions". When you get money from both sides of the issues so you can just sit back in the middle and say, "yes Mr.Drugmaker/HMOGuy/Doctor,pro/anti gun control nut, whatever; I would love to vote for/against that issue. Maybe you should buy me lunch. In Aruba." And in this way democracy plods on. At the same time other issues don't get any attention and this is for the simple reason that they don't come up with enough bribe, uh "campaign contributions". Homeless people don't contribute much to either party. Neither do the working poor. All we do is vote. And according to the results of the previous elections that kind of thing is mattering less and less.
Rock the vote! Yeah! Rock the vote my ass...
Not that I have anything against bribery per se. I would be more than happen to bribed about just about anything at any time. Not that anyone is bribing me but I just thought I would make it clear that I can be bribed.
The main problem with bribing someone isn't that you have to give them money, the problem is that their is no price list and you never know if they will actually do what you have paid them for.
Example: You want a table at a fancy restaurant but the wait is endless. How do you get to the front of the line so that you can get your ladyfriend fed and drunk enough so that you can get home at a reasonable hour and get some of that sweet, sweet booty? Obviously this calls for a bribe. Here is the quandary you face as you walk up to the dude in the penguin suit in front of the big book. How much is "Frenchy" going to take and will he just palm the cash and still make you wait or worse, give you a table near the bathroom or kitchen ensuring that there will be no booty for you?
I believe there should be no stigma in taking or giving a bribe. If you want the table you should be able to walk up to the guy and say, "Yo Frenchy, how much to put me and my fine lady into a sweet table by the window?" Then you flash the cash. Soon enough you are either still waiting or basking in the rockstar-esque feel of a bribe well done. I know some might say that bribery leads to corruption and people getting things that they don't deserve, but hell, sometimes shit happens and you need to grease the wheels. And at least then you know where you stand. If someone is corrupt enough to take a bribe it also means that they are open to other possibly illegal means of persuasion. Which again, is not always a bad thing. I mean earning things on just your abilities and connections isn't always fair either. What happens to the person with no abilities and no connections? Money seems to be a fairer system than who your dad happened to go to collage with, don't you think?
The Emmy awards were yesterday. I don't know who won. If Deadwood wasn't nominated I don't care. I really got into that show. It is a semi-factual depiction of life in the town of Deadwood back in the gold rush. Lots of cursing and double dealing. Add a touch of whoring (not that I have ever touched a whore) and murder with a whole bunch of good story telling and you got the right mix.
It's when you see a show this good, like with The Sopranos, that you realize just how crappy and uninteresting most of the stuff that you have ever watched on TV is. It shows what you can do when you worry about story first and foremost. Either way I got good news and bad news, the good news is that Deadwood is going to be doing a third season, the bad news is that I don't have HBO so I don't know when I will be able to see season 2 never freaking mind season 3. Ah, but what you gonna do, huh? It just shows you never should look forward to anything. You should just enjoy the moment because no one is guaranteed tomorrow.
And if I was guaranteed tomorrow it better be money back. Because if I don't get my ass up and get some errands done I need to get a refund. I put these chores off long enough. It's just that when I am laying in bed and its so nice and comfy and I don't have to get up for work, the idea of moving just seems absurd. It's like the Great Galapagos Tortoise. Yes, they can move, but with food, water, and sexy female tortoises (torti?tortoises?) nearby and looking oh so sexy, what is the point? Better to just stay in the shell, pull the head in when it gets too hot, chew on some grass and enjoy being a freaking tortoise because life don't get much sweeter. Then every once in a while you throw the old bone to the lady tortoises doing your "maintaining the species" thing and then take a nap for a month. Hell, if you could throw TV in there some where I very much would not mind being a tortoise.
I think that maybe it. But maybe not. Have to see how I feel Laterzzz...
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Day Off
I had today off. I did nothing. Now I look at the clock and count down the hours until I have to be back into work in the morning. I count the hours until I have to get up in the morning and start to get ready for work. The time gets shorter and shorter.
I don't hate work. I hate going to work. I hate not getting paid dick for going to work especially when you work in a place that makes billions and they pay barely above the poverty line. I hate the fact that I am lucky to have this job because I have no skills and right now no money to even go get any skills.
I hate whining about this shit. I hate when I fall into whiney bitch mode. I got to get out of it but I can't think of anything interesting to write about right now. I guess it's easier to whine about shit then to actually be positive and do something.
I guess that explains AM talk radio. You know, I guess that explains alot about America right now. We are mostly a country of whiny bitches who would rather bitch and moan about stuff than actually go out and change things.
As long as we have our large portion sizes, our cable/satilite TV, our cold beer, internet porn, and all the other things that we use to ignore reality; then everything is just fine. I have been feeling that things are not fine.
The thing is I know that I cannot change the world until I change myself. I think I am in more danger than the world. Maybe if everyone tried changing themselves instead of whining about others they would find themselves not having to whine about others so much. Or maybe I am just digressing because I am a whiny bitch and it is a lot easier to write about that then anything else at this particular junctor of time and space.
In other words, " I bullshit therefor I am". What I am, I am still trying to figure out. I can think about it at work tomorrow. Seven hours from now.
Fuck.
Laterzzz...
I don't hate work. I hate going to work. I hate not getting paid dick for going to work especially when you work in a place that makes billions and they pay barely above the poverty line. I hate the fact that I am lucky to have this job because I have no skills and right now no money to even go get any skills.
I hate whining about this shit. I hate when I fall into whiney bitch mode. I got to get out of it but I can't think of anything interesting to write about right now. I guess it's easier to whine about shit then to actually be positive and do something.
I guess that explains AM talk radio. You know, I guess that explains alot about America right now. We are mostly a country of whiny bitches who would rather bitch and moan about stuff than actually go out and change things.
As long as we have our large portion sizes, our cable/satilite TV, our cold beer, internet porn, and all the other things that we use to ignore reality; then everything is just fine. I have been feeling that things are not fine.
The thing is I know that I cannot change the world until I change myself. I think I am in more danger than the world. Maybe if everyone tried changing themselves instead of whining about others they would find themselves not having to whine about others so much. Or maybe I am just digressing because I am a whiny bitch and it is a lot easier to write about that then anything else at this particular junctor of time and space.
In other words, " I bullshit therefor I am". What I am, I am still trying to figure out. I can think about it at work tomorrow. Seven hours from now.
Fuck.
Laterzzz...
Friday, September 16, 2005
Thursday Update
I got a computer. Now before you jump up singing and dancing, it is a usedcomputer. My friend Karen got a new one and gave me her old one. It isn'tbad as free computers go. I mean it kicks the shit out of the Webtv andlike I said it was free. And remember I am far too cheap and far to broket o look a gift horse in the mouth. Which is part of the reason I am using dial up.
I don't have the cash for broadband and I don't have and IPOD or other MP3 player as it is to download music onto anyway. Besides I am not even sure if I could hook up broadband to this computer without throwing in a newcard and maybe even upping the RAM. I would have to look into that. Which brings me to another point. I need to read some more stuff before I decide if I want to up this or tweak that. I haven't had my hands on my own computer that I could mess around with since 1980'somthing when I had anApple 2e. Long, long, time ago... So while I know stuff, I don't know thatI know enough of the stuff that I should know, you know? I would like toknow more. So I will use the opportunity that this computer affords me to learn. And that is a good thing.
Oh, hell yeah. Got some Rob Zombie playing on the CD player! And that is avery good thing. Everyone should go get some Rob Zombie right now. Don'tworry, I will wait...Are you back? Good.
It was raining like a motherfucker here today. I mean coming down in buckets. And I had to go out in it; I was out in it. I went out, got fucking soaked and then went home to change and ended up having taking a cab to work instead of the bus which I should have done in the first fucking place and saved myself the time and hassle. But I am far to stupid to do that so I had to get soaked to the skin first. Only I would go out inthe torrential downpour and not have an umbrella. Or a raincoat. Maybe thatis what I need? A raincoat. I hadn't thought of that.I usually don't think of shit until the last fucking minute because then that would be smart. I need to start thinking ahead like that. And I need afucking umbrella. How the fuck can I not have an umbrella?
How fucking retarded is that? That is what I want to know. It rains. I go out in the rain. I know I get wet. Hell, in theory I get wetter than others if you are talking a surface area kind of thing.But still I don't have an umbrella. Idon't even have fucking boots. All the snow I walked through last year andI have no boots. I am surprised that I didn't fall on my ass like a hundred and fifty two times because by all rights and measures I should have just for not having boots. Why don't I have boots? Is it that I think that I can't afford them or am I just too cheap or lazy to go out and get them? I don't know.
You know what? I hate when I start getting all introspective. Every questionleads to a question that I would rather not answer or contemplate. I needto just start bitching about stuff like I used to. Everyone (OK, mostly me)seems to enjoy that. Let me practice:
Fucking Government!
People piss me off!
Uh..I hate Tuesdays!
That seems to better....Laterzzz....
(Note to self...I don't think I want to post this post. It just seems, Idon't know, not right or something...)
I don't have the cash for broadband and I don't have and IPOD or other MP3 player as it is to download music onto anyway. Besides I am not even sure if I could hook up broadband to this computer without throwing in a newcard and maybe even upping the RAM. I would have to look into that. Which brings me to another point. I need to read some more stuff before I decide if I want to up this or tweak that. I haven't had my hands on my own computer that I could mess around with since 1980'somthing when I had anApple 2e. Long, long, time ago... So while I know stuff, I don't know thatI know enough of the stuff that I should know, you know? I would like toknow more. So I will use the opportunity that this computer affords me to learn. And that is a good thing.
Oh, hell yeah. Got some Rob Zombie playing on the CD player! And that is avery good thing. Everyone should go get some Rob Zombie right now. Don'tworry, I will wait...Are you back? Good.
It was raining like a motherfucker here today. I mean coming down in buckets. And I had to go out in it; I was out in it. I went out, got fucking soaked and then went home to change and ended up having taking a cab to work instead of the bus which I should have done in the first fucking place and saved myself the time and hassle. But I am far to stupid to do that so I had to get soaked to the skin first. Only I would go out inthe torrential downpour and not have an umbrella. Or a raincoat. Maybe thatis what I need? A raincoat. I hadn't thought of that.I usually don't think of shit until the last fucking minute because then that would be smart. I need to start thinking ahead like that. And I need afucking umbrella. How the fuck can I not have an umbrella?
How fucking retarded is that? That is what I want to know. It rains. I go out in the rain. I know I get wet. Hell, in theory I get wetter than others if you are talking a surface area kind of thing.But still I don't have an umbrella. Idon't even have fucking boots. All the snow I walked through last year andI have no boots. I am surprised that I didn't fall on my ass like a hundred and fifty two times because by all rights and measures I should have just for not having boots. Why don't I have boots? Is it that I think that I can't afford them or am I just too cheap or lazy to go out and get them? I don't know.
You know what? I hate when I start getting all introspective. Every questionleads to a question that I would rather not answer or contemplate. I needto just start bitching about stuff like I used to. Everyone (OK, mostly me)seems to enjoy that. Let me practice:
Fucking Government!
People piss me off!
Uh..I hate Tuesdays!
That seems to better....Laterzzz....
(Note to self...I don't think I want to post this post. It just seems, Idon't know, not right or something...)
Friday, September 09, 2005
I'mmmm Baaaaccckkkk!
I am back onto blogger. Got a computer so I will be splattering all over the place. Soon. Not now. Now I am going to go to sleep. I is tired. So chill yo, I will be back. Laterzzz...
