Monthly Archives: March 2007

habits.

habits.

it has been one week and i think im well on my way to drinking prune juice everyday from now on. the first two days it tasted a lot like tamarind candy. like the stuff you find at mexican grocery. i hate that stuff. but then magically it started tasting different. like a tasty version of the tamarind candy. anyway that habit is sticking and i think a habit that is starting to crystallize is the aversion to eating cow. im still cukcoo for seafood and sadly chicken is still acceptable in my mind but after seeing fast food nation i am tipped over the precipice. this is really a tragedy because one of my favorite indian foods is keemah and bhaji and that is made with ground beef. but its better than imagining a terrified cow pushed down a steel corridor after it was stuffed full of steroids and then having its head blown off. i guess the mental imagery is finally sticking. thanks linklater. i watched the part in baraka with the baby chickens having their beaks branded and for whatever reason that didnt cause me to stop eating chicken but after thinking about it now even chicken might fall prey to my shame index. i imagine the difficulty is not in deciding to not eat these things at home. its when you are eating elsewhere and have a choice of eating or not eating and being a killjoy among peers. props to my mom who never whines about the terrible lack of vegetarian options in nearly every restaurant in america.

 

further from distant than adjacent for sure.

further from distant than adjacent for sure.

the fact of the matter is that mishap is what shapes everything. you dont stop and think about anything until something clashes with what ” ” is wearing. you dont because there is no reason to stop. and by the way sidebar is a shithole and the guy bartender is still the same toiletflush he was a long while ago. i make musical mishaps all the time. the last one i made was thinking that postal service was a fantastic band. postal service is comprised of ben and jimmy. you know what? jimmy is the juice in postal service. you know what else? i saw death cab. and when i think about the show now? i throw up on my tonsils. before i go into the important details, i will go into an inconsequential. when i saw death cab at stubbs which btw is a shitty venue as of dj shadow+blackalicious i noticed that ben likes to blow giant snot vapor clouds in the air while playing guitar and singing the song as if he was so cool that he had to expel extraneous snot mists that would slow him down. major viscosity yo. i dont know if it was a medical problem or not. i dont care. it came off as disgusting and also as gimmick. hey ben. that was pretty dumb. i was dumb to go see you too. why? because the real juice as i said in postal service was jimmy. jimmy tamborello. aka dntel. dntel is so good it killed me in 2001. and now. i am a husk. unfortunately so is dntel. well maybe not. but i wish i could go to the show. i would slap him on the elbow and say “hey jimmy your elbow took my PRAISE like a champ!” it might be a little different. but close. i would have gone to see dntel. it would have minced my motor functions. if dntel played i would have traded my stellar viewing of au revoir simone. oops disclosed part of my round up. still. there is no question. life is full of possibilities is one of the best electronic whatever blends i have ever heard. its not a sing-a-long. nor is it sleepytime. it is simply thick.

 

the life of rock

the life of rock

k and c are now married. everything i write now is dribbly icing on a really great cake. congratulations yos. you were married years …

 

and so.

and so.

the end of an unfulfilling segmented academic period ends. considering my disdain for the in place boundaries on academic honor i think im doing fine. i still love billy bragg a lot. i still dont fuck around. i still dont know why i dont break rules with impudence. i still dont know why some kids dont eat regularly. i know a lot of things though. someone please diagram how philanthropy can be accomplished without fulfilled accomplishment and or monetary achievement. please send me a cc. and then galvanize.

 

are you?

are you?

totally clueless? moron blog right. post right. dont spam. or if you do. eat it.

 

nice warm warner

nice warm warner

hello time warner. let me take this blogpurtunity to thank you for your neverending fantastic service over the last 8 years i have used you as an internet provider. thanks for the quick telephone service at any time of day and on any day of the week. thanks for the no-charge house calls that you make. thanks for calling 30 minutes before you arrive to my house. thanks for making available tons of time warner local offices so i can swap my modem out for FREE to get the latest and greatest in less than ten minutes from my house. thanks for only employing technicians or contracting technicians that have a clue as to what the hell is going on to all important signal that is pushed to my house. thanks for also making sure those technicians are laid back friendly and informative. thanks for constantly increasing my bandwidth without my asking, and lastly. thanks for having a fucking DIRT cheap price per month for the best bang for your bandwidth connection in any state i have lived in or utilized internet in since 1998 when i started using broadband. your tv prices suck though. you should lower analog tv to 10 bux a month so i can watch cartoon network and good eats again.

 

awakenings

awakenings

if youre looking for a movie to make you bawl your eyes out, go watch awakenings. i forgot how great it is. and now i have a runny nose.