Monday, August 29, 2005

Just a Few of My (-)Favorite Things

Just extremely frustrated today. I have the misfortune of being very klutzy. What kills me is that I try hard not to be. If I lose concentration for half a second, it just seems that my body falls apart and throws a tantrum on me.

It's the little things. Take for instance my keys and pants, which for some reason constantly conspire against me. All weekend, I the my pants ensnarl my keys inside the pockets. When I put my hand to dislodge them, either my hand gets caught, or when I pull them out, a key is still stuck. How do I know, because when I open the door and the door is caught, I know have to fight to open the door, free the keys and not get my hand stuck. I thought at first if I went really slow and took my time these things wouldn't happen, but know. They still do.

Another thing that happens frequently is that I will try to access my wallet, and it'll be the same story with my keys. This time the problem isn't a door, as you don't use wallets to open doors unless you're trying to get into a club, or need a credit card to jimmy a lock. No, usually I will try to get a card, or put money or a business card inside my wallet. For some reason, I can't do this without having my wallet teeter back and forth on top of my hand. And, per my luck, I don't find out my wallet's moving until it sways so far to one side that it completely falls out of my hand, splashing my money, credit cards, everything onto the ground.

Sometimes, I want to find the person who invented wallets, fabric, keys, fat skin, bad air, house flies, the wheel and beat the hell out of them.

So, during the course of this blog, I'm going to add little things that are against me. Please, feel free to do the same. If we have enough, I'll start another blog which will allow everyone to personify their annoyances and think of a proper way to get out your frustration. If any of you suggest anything dumb or innocent, like prayer, someone will come over to beat you up shortly.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

From a website that gives free analysis of my name:

Your First Name of: R---

The name R--- creates the urge to understand and help others, we emphasize that it causes a interfering, bossy quality. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid systems, worry and mental tension.

Your name of R--- gives you the desire to understand and help others with their problems but, at the same time, you can become too involved in their problems and, as a result, worry too much. This name creates a pleasant, easy-going, yet responsible nature. It gives you a natural ability to express affection to those close to you, without feelings of embarrassment. You tend to avoid issues, however, and put off until tomorrow the things which should be done today. Accordingly, you would find difficulty in achieving success in positions requiring aggressiveness and drive.



So, what do you think? Does it fit? Should I pay $27 to have them analysis my first and last names? I found this website when I was looking up names for characters in a few skits/scripts that I am writing.

Peace,

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Is there a political utility associated with bullying?

Just a quick political essay. 5 paragraphs tops.

1)After reading various online article, specifically from Wikipedia, our country heads further and further down a dangerous slope with our Conservatism. Read many definitions of conservative and it all comes down to the same cliche: ends justify the means. A populate motif in the conservative movement dictates that the Movements' morals can override democracy. In fact, it is necessary to restrict civil society in order to deter the less desirable effects of life. Which the surface, seems like a reasonable, albeit highly-ordered way to structure a society. My problem lays not in the state ideology, but in the practice and results of the state ideology.

Let me clear, some things, like Mom's apple pie and orange juice should be preserved. But oddly enough, unlike its' name, this is not an ideology based on preservation. This is a Movement, a collection of political ideals and financial interests geared towards creating a Utopian society. Right-wing C-O-N-spiracy it's not, because Conservatives successfully use the rules of democracy in their favor. My problem is that without money, and more iniquitous, without the desire to believe and advance the Movement's ideology, it is increasing hard to express your opinion -- which is the very essence of democracy. Remember when the debate was whether or not "hate speech" causes violence, and therefore is detrimental to society? Well, now as you are aware, "hate speech" is synonymous with "reverse discrimination", which is more vigilantly fought than speech against minorities.

But lest you think this is a rant against Racism, it is not. My mere concern is that We as a body politic are too quick to defend bullying; to defend the most successful when they bend and break the rules in their favor. We have written a new rule, "Let Others Due On You, and You Wish You Could Do Onto Them." Which is nothing more than nihilism, even if it is hidden under the guise of a "Christian and Moral Majority."

Moral nihilism begets pharisee, witch hunts, red scare, and nationalism. When everyone becomes subject to a strict set of moral values, everyone becomes a suspect to break them. Then we become a nation of suspicion, lies and enemies. In a nation where everyone's an enemy, the end game is Fascism which steps in the vacuum to protect a certain group and destroy all others.

5)This, my friends, is what I am afraid of.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

somms666.blogspot.com

So, E.Kim says the actual quote is:

"I drive -- I drive -- I DRIVE A DODGE STRATUS!!"

"I am a regional manager! People are afraid of me!!"

It's from the Best of Will Ferrell (honey, can we watch this clip?)

Please check out his blog to the right. He has a similar view point, ie: the world's against him (just kidding, it's against ME!).

(So, Somms, I just gave you 12 more readers. 8 of which already read your blog.)

It's beer, hooray beer!

Just an aside, why is that song "Take A Load off Fannie" part of that Jeans commercial?

And why does EVERY DANG PICTURE SLIDE SHOW of someone's wedding/vacation/bar mitzvah/funeral include the Van Halen song, "Higher..." the one where he's screaming "Higher, and higher..." over and over again?

Picture


Here is a picture of me.
http://www.billscustoms.com/anim_jsa_mr_t.htm

Knocking Boots

It's 4pm, and I'm just arriving home from work. The street smells like paint because this summer, the house next to mine is having some work done. As usual, the oldies station is on, and the half-naked guy who looks like an ex-surfer croons to "You Make Me Feel." Not the entire song, just the "YOU MAKE ME FEEL," part over and over again. I stiffle a shuffle and begin to make dinner before a going-away party tonight for a former boss/mentor.

Then I hear it.

SEX!

Not, "Do you love me?" Sex, but real, honest, "WHAT's MY NAME" sex. This girl moaned SO loud, I actually had to turn down the dirty thoughts in my head just to make sure I heard things right--and it wasn't my own internal soundtrack. But the guys next door had to ruin it by screaming, "oh yeah baby! louder, louder," and a few other things.

I rushed outside to see if the animal sound are coming from the college kids next door, but then I see an open window upstairs..the ONLY OPEN WINDOW ON THE BLOCK! Then I rushed upstairs to see if my roommate heard it, but she wasn't there and the sound closed down.

Okay, I didn't rush upstairs immediately. After the carpenters made their comments, I only heard one more loud moan, which sounded like a 747, and the thumping stopped. I went back upstairs, but nothing!

This happened once before and I actually called the gf in the middle of it. She actually could here it over the phone. It was funny, because I didn't have to be by my window to hear it. I was actually smack dab in the middle of the house, and the gf could hear it over the phone. I even turned some, um, "Artistic" web videos on and this was STILL louder...

I think I want that. More the reason to get in shape because I want to have sex so loud and hard that I want the National Geological Center to rerate Massachusetts as an "A" on the Frequency rate for earthquakes. I'm talking, I want China to call me, ask me to fly over and shake up a few oil fields because we all know they are a growing country.

I want to have sex so loud that there is no sound. I want my sonic boom to just suck out all the available....

HOLY SH!T, they're going at it again. I hear "smacking" and someone just said, "OW!"

Should I ring the bell and check up on them? Does anyone have a fiber-optic camera I can snake through the door?

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Angels in America

just saw the first three "Chapters" to Angels in America. We get the 2nd part in the mail soon. Very good, I'm digging the theology and political, um, ideas that are running through the play. It's curious as to making the main characters homosexual (although the playwright is gay). I wonder if this story is something you can only tell through the eyes of homosexual characters -- the fact that they can be white and a minority and religous allows for some interesting drama.

But enough of that stuff, did anyone see that woman who climbed up the scafolding at the stones concert, then when she fell and broke her ankle got mad at the police and paramedics?

I didn't see it, but my co-workers talk about it.

Why are there so many car commercials. How long do people's cars last for, 2 weeks? And I thought it was only my Dodge Stratus. "Fear me, I drive a stratus!"

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner

Had the first inter-family dinner. Went off pretty well. I think both sets of parents hit it off well.

So that's a HUGE weight off my shoulders. Now, what's next? I guess I have to see if I can get her to like video games and wrestling. more than likely, not, but if I do succeed, comic books won't be far behind!

Friday, August 19, 2005

Quest Diagnostics

...is charing me $.75 cents for a peanut allergy test. my health insurance didn't cover any of it? why not just charge me a Dollar, and you pay for postage?

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Yes, you were right. Happy now?

Wow, jogging/exercising DOES improve your mood. The past three days I've done each every day. And I can't stop smilling or being confident/happy. I don't like it. It's a new feeling for me.

Went around the track at Tufts. Luckily there is some construction underway. This means whenever I had to gas, I could just wait until I got to that end of the track and speed up so no one would be behind me. the problem is that once you start gassing you can't stop, so i was always in a rush to get to that track, then i would slow down with a funny smile on my face when i was done.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

To the girl at the gym

I'm at the gym, and I go to the only remaining cross-trainer left in the gym. Not the treadmill, haven't worked my up to that. And really, I hate the gerbil-in-a-wheel look everyone has when they're on a treadmill. Every so often you'll see someone poke their snout at the water bottle for a drip, then snuggle in the hay for a poop, and they're back on the wheel.

anyways, so i'm there right, and i smell this funky smell. like vodka sauce (which i just discovered) mixed with monkey poop wrapped in a hobo's bindle on his way to Smellyville. Now, I can't just get up and leave, it would be too obvious. plus, i just thought, "well, everyone toots, I just have to be a decent 'uman bean, act mature and in a few moments it'll be over."

10 minutes later and the woman is still passing enough gas to kill to a rainforest in Burundi. I almost left, but stuck it out until she left.

Now here's the problem. Everytime she would do it, people would look to the slightly taller, heavier and definitely blacker male next to her because conventional wisdom is that white females, no matter how meaty, don't pass gas. But when is wisdom conventional, aside from the time in college i tried to test my theory that a fart captured in a gatorade bottle would smell like Mountain Blast.

I was right, but it was a shallow victory.

just discovered eddie izzard

I want to do that! Have you seen his "Dressed to Kill?"

It's great!!!! Get it off netflix. He combines improv/stand-up with history and politics and stuff. he's a "smart" comedian. really the kind of humor that's enjoyable over and over again. he's like the chocolate of comedy. but white, and transvestite.

Monday, August 15, 2005

new computer blues

i'm confused. it's early, and this is going to be a quick post.

does anyone know how to configure a tv tuner card?

I just bought a new computer over the tax-free weekend. It was horrendous. Just a terrible time of waiting for inept cusomter service people to deal with you. One guy, who I thought was decent and honest, sold me on this cheap computer, which is cool because I was going to spend about $200 more for a computer with a tv tuner. He said all I had to do was purchase an outside card, and plug it in. well, i did that and now whenever i try to activate it the screen goes dark.

so, should i return it and spend the extra $200? or just try to fix the damn thing myself? another thing is, i went looking for my computer online, and for another $20 I could have gotten the same model, but "newer." am i just splitting hairs here?

Sunday, August 14, 2005

There's always a silver lining.

I played video games for like 10 hours and almost had a heartattack. I had the next best thing though, I spent all of Saturday with a migraine and EXTREME nausea. Good thing? I lost another 5 pounds yesterday, ate roughly 500 calories. As of today, I'm still 5 pounds lighter, even after drinking some water.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

spam

I'm getting spam on my own blog. i have unregistered from blog.com, so hopefully people will stop saying, "wow, come here!" Sorry folks. hope you weren't too offended by a sales pitch from someone other than myself. however, if i have a product i need to sell, i'm going to go ahead and do it!

but if you're "registered", (like as "guest" or something), you may be able to comment, still.

what's new?

My 50th post! Hooray!

Okay, that last long post like ruined my blog. It's all formatted weird and junk. So, no more serious ones for a while!

Just random one-liners...Yes sirreee

Played a few video games with my friend last night before he leaves for Columbia. And now the habit's back. Sigh. There goes my desire to stop playing until the weekend.

“What is the Matrix about? Control.” – The Architect.

The best part about a blog is that I get to share with you the essays I would email to myself, then eventually delete. Now they can be preserved, for better or worse. Observe (the worse):

There's a big discussion on Boston.com about the kid in Korea (?) who played a video game for 49 straight hours and died of cardiac arrest. Are games too addictive--which must mean that I am admitting my guilt that video games ARE addictive-- or are they simply another hobby like ship-building or hunting or golf? Of course, the messages just boiled down to a shouting match with one person calling the kid "Oriental" and another person saying he was a typical Boston racist, which lead to even more racially charged things to be said. And then people were calling each other names for a female cleaning product because they couldn't convince the each other why they were wrong. ("Why are video games bad, you douche?" "Because they just are and my kids will never play them! Get a life douche-BAG!")

Sigh.

My own experiences say that video games are addictive. It's a new form of entertainment to feed the zeitgeist. However, rather than belittle all the "negatives" about video games, why not get involved with the story telling? These are the same problems we had with TV, Comic Books, movies…I bet even literature and math at one point vexed the ancients because it was something new placed into the culture. I sometimes wonder if the only things that make most humans comfortable are the concepts of work, toil and war. Anything that brings leisure is always looked at negatively, as if leisure is a lie that should not be allowed to permeate society.

I yearn to be able to make my own video games/movies so that I may portray African-Americans in a different, positive light. Not "PC", just to have a character who's black, doesn't make "too" many political statements, but is clearly different than the crap that's on Grand Theft Auto (sorry Angry Bostonian, et al, I just can't bring myself to buy it…"Hot Coffee's" good though!)

Wait, let me back up, EVERYONE is bad in Grand Theft Auto, and that's cool. And perhaps being evil is rewarded in storytelling because it fits into some human psychic need as well. Would we like to see the god guy win all the time, or see someone bad just kick teeth and take names? Does it validate the basic rule that life, as (Calvin &) Hobbes put it is, "Nasty, brutish and short." Toil is a currency and freedom is a fallacy. We want—no we need to see something that confirms this point of view. That allows us the release of imagining that we are that evil S.O.B, who speaks the truth that life is a b--, and you must hurt others before you die.

I don’t think that way. I just wish that playing as a “good character” was often as involving as playing a bad one. In comics, the balance is more evident. It started from a minor revolution that happen a few decades ago, when Stan Lee realized (in creating Spiderman) that readers, adults in particular, wanted to read about a hero who not only fought fantastic monsters, but faced the same problems every-day people faced. Often, you have to create a monster to personify your emotion. Thankfully now, after it took sometime for Lee’s revolution to really become mainstream, you can actually read an engaging story that is on-par, emotionally, with other great American short-stories (even though the best comic writers are often British...hmm). I think if you really were concerned about the depravity of video games, spend your consumer dollar and vote for content that you approve of. Or, simply help in creating the content yourself. Allow video games to flourish as a commercial art form, and quit trying to burden it with your authority. Rather than killing it, collectively we would be better trying to positively change it. People who love it and especially those who hate it. Just because it is different than what you want, expect, you have no right to end it.

Or, is it "satanic"?

As you may know, the original meaning of a “satan” is “barrier.” In fact, there are many references in the original Hebrew text of the Lord; I believe it is Jehovah and not Yahweh, sends a satan, or an angel, to restrict the movement of groups of people--as in to block entrance into a city, or to stop them from doing something awful. However, I am making more of a “Da Vinci Code” metaphor in the way Lucifer’s rebellion. Some people use this as an allegory for when human kind discovered science and was not entirely awe-struck with the Divine. This is a common metaphor, e.g. there is Pandora’s Box, and Eve’s apple, but this is a metaphor that really speaks to men. It is about assertion and power, about the desire to free yourself from a powerful society and start your own. Satan wants his own subjects, and his own domain where he is free to impose his own miserable rules. Much of these desires reside in the hearts of man. A deep moroseness that implies life’s only meaning is to find it for yourself and inflict it on others.

This gets me to my theory on why so many people vote conservatively right now. It's the realist nihilism of today. A Calvinist theology obscured inside new political evangelism that determines that there are winners and losers in life. Winners have power, and can do no wrong as long as they have power. Power comes from the ability to bend tradition—historical, political and economical—to your will. It is not enough that we discuss this in clichés: “Do the ends justify the means,”; “A noble lie for the greater truth.” Why don’t we call our inconsistency for what it is? Currently we are selfish; we no longer have the desire to be a model for truth and democracy.

Fair enough, let me address a counter-argument. A democratic government can change its’ mind from decade to decade. This is true. We can change our mind and change our policy to create MORE democracy, not take it away. In particular, adding voting rights to our citizens is the best example I can give of expanding our democracy. Even Affirmative-Action (for women and people of color), or Reparations (internment or slavery) are flawed but our most acceptable ideas on how to create an unlimitedly democracy. I feel this past decade, since the angry America’s “Contract with America” that started the new Conservative Revolution, society is attacking the expansion of our democracy.

The idea that a meritocracy should weigh the starting position based on factors outside a person’s control is not fair, I agree. However, wealth, which we value more than anything, currently gives a far greater advantage than any of the programs I mentioned before. And we are celebrating the wealthy, for what? Well-meaning conservatives say that by creating wealth we create opportunities for all. When we turn our attention to fostering wealth in the private sector, especially by focusing on the rich, we lift up the boat for every class. If you were rich and had money, it would be unfair to take your wealth away. Finally, much of our laws that supposedly protect Civil Rights actually discourage well-meaning people who resist change only to spite Big Brother.

But let’s take those last two points. We are forgetting that the underlying belief is that people are mean-spirited and life isn’t too pleasant either. All means to create wealth – loans, vouchers, bank accounts – all require that the consumer takes extra effort to find a creditor or a school that wants to do business with them. The beauty of the “Ownership Society” is that if you don’t want to do business with someone due to their sex, religion, race, etc, you don’t have to. 10 years ago, there were economic incentives to do business with everyone. You could win money from the government if you had a diverse set of contractors. I believe today, school vouchers would work because people would feel the need to compete for students by improving their schools. In short, before an “Ownership Society”, people actually owned the ability to compete equally with everyone else.

Yes, now if you did not own anything starting the year, not only is it harder to compete, but it is harder to own. The standards of living rises faster than wages--in some markets the vouchers the government wants to give for health care and school do not provide people with the same amount of service they can get if they utilize emergency rooms or public schools, putting an even greater strain on the tax base than 10 years ago!

We were moving, at America’s usually slow pace, towards an “ownership society.” A new generation was arriving to the forefront with a balanced budget, a shrinking desire to utilize an oil-based foreign policy, and the ability to take the gains of the previous generations to build a new society based on the promise of America. Now, the older generation has pulled a fast one. Before we fully mature, we will have more financial, social and psychological debt than any other generation aside from the World War generations. We have to untangle an ideology that created an “Aristocratic Society” where only a few truly own anything.

As silly as it sounds, an aristocracy needs a mewing flock, willing to attack anything that is different and new. It needs to create an ideology that demonizes other political movements that do not necessarily seek to ask questions about the regime first, maybe overturn it second. While I readily admit there are liberals who do not care for democracy, we casually call people who concern themselves with long-term issues such as the environment, workplace safety, financial integrity, and health care as “liberal,” and “anti-American.” Rather than listen to them, branding someone as a liberal is the modern-day equivalent to the banishing dissenters to the woods or burning them in a pyre. No one will listen to you, and in some case, people will actively work against you in business as well as in life. Sigh.

For this reason, I get really angry when people simply dismiss video games. If you were to check the message boards of two posts, one about video games and one about race-relations/interracial dating, you would see the same dissenting reasons. “It’s different from when I was growing up.” “I’m uncomfortable with it.” “I think black men have big pen…“ Wait, that’s my post, sorry. But you see the same objections—all psychic in nature. People have developed this comfort zone, and absolutely have to destroy everything that is not within that zone. It’s all about control.

Here's my post dedicated to Matt. Have fun at Columbia Med School. Stay Classy.

Here's my post dedicated to Matt. Have fun at Columbia Med School. Stay Classy.

Anyone want to rent the room upstairs from me? Cheap-ish.

...and then I pulled a huge piece of dead skin from my feet...OH HI! Didn't see you there. How long 'ave you been waiting, governor?

So, does anyone know of anyone who wants to rent my upstairs room? We need a roommate. If you're clean (or not, just say yes), come over and look at the place.

Goodness, why am I so desperate to be famous that I almost agreed to smile and greet people at the opening of...an envelope?

Stay Classy, San Diego?

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

DOA:Ultimate

Just decided to put away my video games until the weekend. I am justnot satisfied, and staying up late to the wee hours of the morning seriously limits my productivity the next day.

Plus, I just bought a new video game, and I'm thoroughly unimpressed. Is it enough to ask for an indepth fighting game, preferrably wrestling, that has great controls and doesn't lose it's appeal after beating it? I beat DOA in a day. Wrestlemania 21 stunk. Raw 2 wasn't much better, and I don't remember how the Legends of Wrestling is.

Any suggestions? If not, I'm going to have to give them up entirely. Should I just go ahead and buy ps2 just to play smackdown vs raw (is it that good?).

Argh. I should've done "CS" as a major, so that I can make my own games.

News

...not really.

G.F's back. Yay! Now onto two pieces of good news...

1)My roommate suddenly has another opportunity, and is moving out. So, if any of you out there, especially those living in the "02421" and want to live right near Davis Square with someone who won't bother you at all, please respond. We're looking for September/October (maybe even November) as a starting date. Seriously, I NEVER talk to my roommates, I'm mostly in my bunker playing video games. You may join me on occassion.

2)So, got my mid-term review at my job. I just don't care anymore. Sales is so tough, and no matter how successful you are, you still get your assed handed to you. And me being not successful, means I'm constantly reminded of being a failure everytime I show up at the office. I mean, in this business, you "succeed", by having people curse you out 80% of the time, and out of that 20% who feign interest, you'll only achieve a semi-positive result with a robust 15%. Great...My solution? Just don't show up.

Just kidding. I get in late, and leave late so now one can see my tears.

Okay, obviously I do care. I care, but cold-calling's so hard. It's always demoralizing when you know you're having a bad year, but then to actually see that on paper...shishe! then to realize the problem is that you're scared to speak to people, which is a big part of being a sales person (nee political junkie). I mean *shrugs*...

Something's wrong with me, I can't put my finger on it, but when I find out, I'm going to squash it.

I wish I was rich...in personality. Or at least just rich.

Heck, right now I would take being funny or being able to sing well so that I can make money singing at train stops in New York. That's how Tracy Morgan got started.

Monday, August 08, 2005

To the Angry Bostonian

Watching cold pizza right now, and I think they're using your father's golf-device. the one where you hit into a net and the computer tells you where it's going and how far you hit it.

How rich are you dudes? I want to see the Angry Bostonian Sports-a-torium. I'll gladly run the bar.

A really great shoe

SO,
Last night ended our summer season of sketches. We ended on a high note. For one of the skits, the guys had the idea to present Polina with a cake during my cue to come on stage. it was fun. Polina actually thought it was part of the skit, so it was funny seeing her try to play it off, as I introduce her to the audience. It was nice, she's like the little sister of the group (that you have funny feelings for).

So, we're gearing up with auditions and the like (I think) for October's schedule. Definitely want to address a few things that was brought to my attention after each show. Namely our engery. We have some jokes that don't go over as well as they do on paper. Sometimes this just happens, but I believe if we had more energy (or less nerves in my case), we would knock the crap out of the audience. Also, some of our jokes makes me people uncomfortable and then when they want to laugh at the next joke, they kinda freeze up.

What's happening with you guys this week? The accupunturist study called me back. Apparently for $60, they are going to hook me up to a mri and poke me to see if my brain registers it. Maybe this will finally get me super powers.

Melissa Tomei's commercial is on now. Is she attractive? I'm not so sure...I guess she is, but not enough to take me away from my gf.

Speaking of commercials, I LOVE THAT NISSA MAXIMA one. Very inventive. You touch it, and then you are dreaming about driving the car. Not a good description. Really it's just because I'm lazy with spell check and when I wrote a description, it was riddled with mistakes. So, I spent more effort writing a smaller paragraph, and then this explanation.

Speaking of attractive females (my own gf), I had another dream where we're getting married, everyone's at the wedding, and then we're raising kids.

I wake up in a dry sweat.

I also had a dream where Darcy and Robin Chang had control over my computer. And wouldn't get it back and kept downloading "artistic" movies on my computer, getting me in trouble with the law.

Saturday, August 06, 2005

I love Saturdays

It's that day where random sports are on all day, like right now there's the Tokyo scrimmages of Indiana Colts versus Atlanta Hawks. I'm not really watching it, but it's on. Good times.

Spent a little bit of time with the family. Wasn't annoyed, in fact I throughly enjoyed their company.

Maybe I was too hard on my new roommate. I was just so angry. Other people have said I was actually not harsh enough, including writing about him here. But he paid me the utlities in cash, and I can't be too angry with someone who pays me money, right? Plus, I'm passive-aggressive, too nice, and all the jazz.

Funny, as the gf's in Maine, I'm all alone. Am I partying? No (Sorry E-double L-i-o-double T Jarrett), but I am just chilling. I love my x-box. I think I will get a part-time job at a video game store.

Peace and love. Let me know what's on and popping this week witchall.

Example of the emails that get passed around at my job.

Things that are sent 'round the office

http://www.slabearkazad.com/sniff/#click

Friday, August 05, 2005

Growl!

So now my sports jacket, my favorite tan-colored sports jacket, has a stain on it from the salad bar. My day started out great. Woke up next to a beautiful woman. Emailed me girlfriend (ha!), then made breakfast under the spiteful eye of Achilles.

Damn you, my day was fine until you butted in! Now everything's a mess, and everyone's making fun of me for one thing or another. GROWL!!!!!!

A New Member to the Coolhand Team

My girlfriend has a blog! And she's, ~OMG!, writing about her daily life!

kbraptor.blogspot.com

My new favorite passtime

Is to go on people's Friendster and leave random testimonials. This is especially effective if I haven't seen this person in a while.

Observe:

It was a long, hot summer day. Ama and I were sitting in the lush green fields of Digya National Park overlooking Lake Volta (in Ghana, Africa). I gently leaned over to Ama and whispered something romantic in her ear. You know, my standard, "Did you know, I had garlic for breakfast."

NO SOONER than a cat could meow, Ama had me on my back, ropes and all. "Oh, so you like it rough, eh?" Then she left me, tied to a tree in the middle of Digya. She left me there for 6 days until a friendly lion cub, who's name isn't easy ti translate into Human, rescued me. I spent 8 years from 1954 to January '62 in the care of the wild, rasied by my new family of lions, tigers and bears. Oh my.

I now own the world's largest collections of pelts."

tell you what

he can stop lecturing me on the food, if he agrees to quit cooking smelly food that attracts houseflies. I brought one of those fly-killing strips. well, it does nothing. why would it when it has to compete against rotting dead flesh wrapped in burnt newspaper?

okay, that's harsh. but it's not my food that's stinking up the kitchen (it's never my food, regardless of roommates), and yet I'm getting lectures about what I cook?

to make up

he tries to show me european currency, because it's different. GRRRRRRRRRRR

so

i----s, my roommate started up with me again.

i'm cooking egg whites and sausage. 100-cal per link sausage. and he starts in, "that looks delicious, but it has a lot of calories". so i told him what I was cooking. "no, it's not," he says, "you're a nice guy, but you need to lose some weight. i'm helping you out."

let's not speak of this for another day. give me some time to cool off. i just put my hand up, shouted back that i didn't want to talk about it, and just went into my room.

it's 100-cal sausage with egg whites beotch!

3 more weeks then he's gone....

Howdy

Great show last night. I fubbed up the ending. We were debating wether we would just leave, or if we would actually come in after 5 min of silence. So, I ended the hold out, by peering my head in. Said something goofy, got an applause, and felt bad. I should've cleared what I was doing with the group first, but it just felt like we were being rude, or I should say, that the audience's sense of humor wasn't the same. if we perform there in front of the Tribe again, then maybe they will get the joke that we do our "bow" at the beginning of the show.

It was also cool seeing some folks from LHS, as well as some harvard peeps, and then a random great friend/basketball teammate of mine that i was really chill with in highschool, but haven't seen since then. he was there supporting someone else, but lo and behold we were chilling after the show for a bit.

looking forward to this weekend. one more show. and just some relaxing to do.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

It Ain't Worth It

From a few posts ago, I told the story of the maggots in my apartment. Well, it's gotten worse.!

The other day three of the mother fucs came to my door wearing suits. Said they were going to charge me. "Charge me? For what?!?"

"Protection," the shortest one with the thickest eyes told me. "You're gonna me sorry."

Now it's crazy! These bugs are everywhere. They're like bloods and crypts. Just the other day I had to break up a knife fight. "C'mon y'all, it ain't worth it!"

just for you

Just posting something so that my girlfriend, who's bored at work, can have something to read. You got a few more days left at the job honey. Wahoo! We're going to shock the world.

Picked up a worker's compensation policy. Remind me to tell you the story. Also, got a health care policy, and if I finish the paperwork, I get 2 sox tickets. I also won a $100 gift certificate as well as 2 additional sox tickets for winning an internal contest to help "Better serve our customers." my suggestions was to create our own e-cards that we can send customers. Especially since you have to pay for ones outside the company.

So, all in all a good day/week. I think I can hold on to my job a while longer.

I'm wearing these brown shoes that go with my pants. they're okay, the only problem is that the heels, for some odd reason, are raised at an angle. This puts this weird pressure on my knee everytime I walk. so i'm either going to have to a) take them off (no chance), b) wear my brace (okay, fine!) or c) pimp out the medical cane. Now that's what's up!

Peace,