Brain Splatter

Went to Walmart tonight. The Mart. Wally-world. I must be honest, no matter what people say about Wal-mart, if you are looking for an umbrella you can certainly find a $3 one there. I did. I also bought some batteries, some cleaning supplies, soda(can't live without that), and a DVD--From Dusk til Dawn.

I didn't plan on buying the DVD and I will probably have buyer's remorse over it because that is just my nature. And now I am thinking that the fucking thing better be widescreen or I am going to get really pissed off. It must be. It's a special edition with all kinds of stuff on it like commentaries, deleted scenes, and making of's.

If you havn't seen the movie it is really good and I recommend it. It is like a Pulp Fiction meets uh...something with vampires in it. I am not going to go into the whole story if you want to rent it go here . And rent the movie Oldboy while you are at it. Fucking good flick.

That is all for me right now. I got to get up early in the morning so that I can go to work so that I can come home and get ready to go to work so that I can come home. It seems I just work so that I am able to have a place to stay while i wait to go to work. Is this what every body does? Isn't that a stupid way to live? Shouldn't we work to live and not live to work? I mean if you have a real important and fulfilling job--like Hugh Hefner or Seymour Butts--that's one thing. But I work in a freaking Indian Casino! I am amazed by how serious some of these people take their jobs. That is how fascism starts. There is no way a really laid back society could spawn Nazis. You only get them when people are too fucking serious. Seriously. Laterz...