Thursday, February 05, 2004

 
Title Is Nothing

Hi kids, I've decided I'm not writing anything here anymore, at least not for a while. I'm trying out a different 'blog on a different server. Email me (see link at bottom left) for the URL to my fabulous new 'blog, otherwise, have fun being greeted by this here entry & growing old.

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

 
Not Much Really New To Say

I'm still out of work, and still stuck at home pretty much all the time.
I've decided to let all the hairs on my face grow, until I either find a job or winter blows over, whichever comes first.

In the meantime, please enjoy this fine link, and if stuff happens, I'll be sure to write about it.

Sunday, January 04, 2004

 
heavyheavyjon/littledroogie on Yahoo Chat/Swellmeister on AOL Instant Messenger is NOT TAKING THIS SITTING DOWN!!! (actually, he probably is)

Okay, I've been a de facto shut-in for most of the holidays, and thus stuck, for the most part, with communicating with friends via email and instant messaging of one kind or another, and from my experience lately, I must say that instant messaging sucks ass.

I'm all about family (in theory) but my dad's pretty much the black sheep of his, my mom's peeps have more sense than to try to make everybody eat dinner & sleep under the same roof for up to a damn week, so I'm spending a lot of time just sittin' around in my room.

I just re-installed this universal chat program (universal=compatible with all the major online chat formats), set the whole thing up, and the only people on there, ever, are the two lame people who are always online, yet always have some kind of 'away' message on there. Is it the medium that sucks, or is it people who suck? Ehh...the holiday season is a busy time, and a bunch of people wind up being temporarily relocated to suffer all of their creepy, dysfunctional relatives for the season. People don't suck. At least not inasmuch as they'd probably be talking to me if they could be. The absence of people sucks.

Watching "Cops" right now. I'm not proud, just waiting for Fox to start showing "King of the Hill", "The Simpsons", et al, and don't feel like listening to CDs right now. They bleep out all sorts of cuss words on there, yet somehow, the word "nigger" comes through intact every time. It's black people using the word, but it's still kinda weird. After several days of unseasonably warmish, sorta wet, mucky weather outside, it's finally starting to get cold out & it's snowing like a motherfucker outside. Smoking has been reduced to 3 Merit Ultra Lites a day, and soon I plan to make my way down to two a day, one a day, then, eventually, none.

Sunday, December 14, 2003

 
Hooray, It's The "It's Been A Year Approximately Since I Started Writing In This Goddamn Thing" Celebration!!! I'll do my best to make this a party. I'm drinking beers tonight and currently listening to
Action Packed: The Best of Jonathan Richman. You reading this: you have no excuse for not educating yourself in the musical works of Jonathan Richman because just like for me and for a lot of friends of mine, his music just might save your life, no lie.

As for the guy behind this site, well; I'm still here to write this, I'm back on a regular routine and doing my best to keep that going as long as possible, still struggling to deal with the hand that's been dealt me, with what I thought I had & might have never had & may never get to have being yanked out from under me, and I think I've made some good choices &/or been dealt some good fortune for my immediate circle of friends. There's a nice little fraction more affection in my life this year, as opposed to last year around this time when I wrote about why the movie "A.I." made me cry, and that's a good thing.

I've got a pretty good idea of who's on my side and who's not these days. If you're nice to me, I'll remember you when my fortune is better. If you're not, so sorry (on paper), but---BYE!!! Don't let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya!

Fuck material objects, this holiday is all about a happier soul. I find each commercial I see on TV for somebody actually being able to afford to BUY SOMEONE ELSE a 50,000 car for their present laughable at best.

So, in order to celebrate what is the one year anniversary of this blog (I have some vague memory of it going back further but I SAY this is the OBSERVED one year anniversary, so, along with anything else I say, accept it or fuck off), let's make with some merry links:

Some images of Swedish bands from the 1970s

Joe Cartoon, Bastion Of Relief For Those Bored At Work

Amnesty International, who can definitely use your help if you're not broke & feeling generous during the holiday season

Anyway, happy 1 Year Anniversary To This Here Blog, and Happy You Getting To Be Around To Read It. I'm going to bed now.

Wednesday, December 03, 2003

 
Garage Sale Item #24601: An Old Flexible Gumby Figure Drawn On W/Magic Marker

OK, this isn't gonna be one o' them reg'lar types o' 'blog entries where I talk about how I'm doing or even say anything of any redeeming value, no, not one of those perennial gems that springs up like fuckin' daisies around these parts, it's basically just an excuse to throw out this one random thing I've had floating around in my head for a coupla weeks now & waiting for an opportunity to use in a conversation/online debate/somethin'.

It has to do with people who complain about bad movies & try to get all righteous about "I SUPPORT THE FILM INDUSTRY WITH MY MONEY blah blah blah blah *fart noise*", but said opportunity never came up, and subsequently it got catalogued in the "Miscellaneous" section of my mind; a vast and wonderous place where buffalo and gazelle respectively buff and leap about and Skittles(TM) fall out of the sky in seperate colors, making for a sort-of rainbow effect, where pink puppy dogs tell tales of robots being bitten by oversized chickens, and Eugene Levy in his character from "A Mighty Wind" speaks of a majestic voyage around the sun in a big, fancy ship.

It is this:

(for superfun goodtime activityness, picture the following in that choppy, alien female voice they use for telephone voice menu stuff)

How To Determine Your Gross Adjusted Amount Of What The Film Industry Owes Your Monkey Ass (or GAAOWTFIOYMA, which is a fun thing to yell when you're pretending to be Jerry Lewis):

1. Procure some sort of implement or writing, drawing, or otherwise making marks, along with something on which to manifest said marks. Suggestions:

(a) Pencil and yellow legal pad
(b) Pen and piece of blank 8"x12" swiped from a photocopier
(c) Burnt Sienna Crayola(TM) crayon and bright orange construction paper
(d) an Etch-A-Sketch and your own two lovely hands
(e) MS Paint and a computer
(f) Imaginary MS Paint and your mind, if you're on dope

2. Place your hand firmly on the implement of making marks.

3. Apply the implement to the receptacle of marks (if you chose Item (d) or (e), skip ahead to item 4. If you chose Item (f), tgo away, take some more dope, then come back and read this 'blog entry again & it'll be even funnier---for extra fun, take a WHOLE LOT more drugs and try to find the place on here where you stopped reading).

4. Without looking directly at what you're doing, draw your best picture of a dick.

5. Stop looking away and behold(!!!) your artwork. This represents your Gross Adjusted Amount Of What The Film Industry Owes Your Monkey Ass.

Thursday, November 27, 2003

 
Thankfulousibleness

Well, here it is ten after seven on the Day of Turkey, or Day of Tofurkey if you're one of those vegitarian/vegan types who insist on your soy products resembling dead animals and are unashamed to walk around using the word "tofurkey", IMO one of the stupidest-sounding words ever coined. But grousing about goofy words is not the name of the game today. Today it's all about being thankful for shit, so here's a list of things for which I find myself thankful on this day among days:

---My good health--all five senses and all four limbs functioning after nearly 32 years. Woo!
---Music--the good kind
---Not having to live out on the streets
---My kitty, who's probably curled up in a fuzzy little ball somewhere in the house right now
---The fact that I'll be employed again in a week
---The mutant gene that endows me with a sense of humor and an appreciation of weirdness & irony. Sometimes it's a burden to bear but today I celebrate it as the wings that make me fly.
---The fact that even though we may not always all agree about anything, the human spirit lives on, which makes all things possible
---My mom & dad...they may be nuts but they're good people, always
---My friends, old and new, including you reading this right now


Happy Thanksgiving, everybody!

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

 
Diarrhea Of The Somethin'

WARNING: If you're not on the same page as me politically (and being fair, since I've only touched the surface of my beliefs on anything of that nature, unless you already know me and are reading this, you don't really know if you are or not), this just might be the last thing you ever read on my 'blog. If that's the way it is, well: that sucks and I'm sorry we can't hang anymore, but my beliefs, opinions, and convictions remain mine.

You're warned. If you'd like to keep our possible political differences a mystery, go ahead and drop this blog for a while & come back in a few weeks when I'm talking about something else.

Ya know, I've been toying with this idea for a while: of just letting go & coming out of the electronic closet with my beliefs and opinions on real stuff, instead of my usual stuff which is nice, but tends to mostly be pretty rambling, with a few little bons mots thrown in here and there, but with no real direction. It's been almost a year since I created this thing, and it still remains this crazy quilt of all different kinda' stuff. What prompts me to push yet another aspect of my ideas/opinions/beliefs into the limelight for all to see is partly due to my being linked to by the gentleman or lady as the case may be who works on/writes for this blog, and this action serves as a reminder to me of my own convictions.

Yeah, it's political. It's sticky and touchy and getting-in-your-face. It's the stuff that bar brawls are sometimes made of. It's the type of discourse that could cause a date to go horribly awry, or keep one from future invitations to dinner at certain peoples' houses. But it's time for me to talk about it.

For the record, my political views are pretty much to the left. I very strongly identify with a paraphrase of Mark Twain, something along the lines of, "Love for your country always; love for your government when they deserve it," and as it happens, my love of this country is as strong as it was when I sang "The Star-Spangled Banner" at the top of my lungs on top of a gravel pile with a sparkler in each hand at age eight on the 4th of July, but now, nearly 24 years later, I believe that my government...doesn't deserve it. Right now we have a govermnent that's become corrupt to the point where Richard Nixon would probably blanch if he were around to see it. We've got a guy in office who got in on a technicality, despite the way the people voted. If you're a Republican and reading this, I'm sorry. Not sorry that I offended you, sorry that the guy who's in office is representing you, your party, and your vote.

As embarrassed for you and your party, in fact, as I was for the Democrats when Clinton's Oval Office shenanigans were at the center ring of the big Media Circus a few years ago.

If y'all haven't learned your lesson with just voting for the first guy who comes along, you should all get up, figure out a way to boot him off the ticket, and demand somebody better for your candidate next year. If you get somebody good enough, I might even vote for him/her, but probably not, because honestly, my trust and the Republican party have an even worse track record than with the Democrats. At least they gave us Jimmy Carter. You know, the guy who brought peace between Egypt and Israel.

Maybe there's a lesson here as well w/r/t blind party-line loyalty. You don't have to root for every player on your favorite team every game, ya know. How about next time, we look at all the candidates, even the 3rd party ones, even the really crazy parties like a bunch of guys who all speak only Klingon or who promise to replace all our currency with Tinkertoys. Get as educated as you can on as many candidates in as many different parties as you can possibly cram into your cranium, then vote for whomever the hell you like based on how they stand on the issues, and get as many people as possible to do that too. THAT's how democracy is supposed to work, and THAT's how you get the person in office you want, because I have to say this: I know there's some hardline right-wingers out there who are into Rush Limbaugh and all that who honestly don't spend that much time thinking about politics. We on the left have people like that too.

But it's really, really, really hard for me to believe that there are actually educated, informed people out there who are willing to vote for this guy again.

How long can one man hide behind an empty effigy of false patriotism? How long can they keep a war going on to justify the image of President as Benevolent Father Figure to never be questioned? How long can they disgrace the memory of the 3000+ people we lost on 9/11 to justify the war? How long will people be branded as traitors who speak out against the deaths of even more innocent people by a government who has systematically refused to listen to the disenfranchised and poor in other countries maybe even to the point where there are even more angry, disenfranchised people who just might decide to become terrorists themselves, and when can we finally crawl out of our caves & wipe all the stigma off of the word "liberal"?

As for the Big War, I can only say, Support Our Troops: Bring Them Home.

The links I'm going to give for this entry are propaganda. They're biased towards a certain opinion, as is this entry. I'm not going to present them as The Truth, because we all have our own ideas about what The Truth is, and hell, maybe we're all right. This one requires Flash (or the Mac equivalent if Mac doesn't use Flash) and some speakers on your computer: BushFlash .

For any right-wingers reading this who still aren't convinced: Conservatives Against Bush

Not In Our Name

And specific shout-outs to two groups of people:

If you're some frothing right-winger who's all set to rush to judgement and start damning me in my comment thing or leaving me some angry piece of email, please don't waste your time or mine with something you don't want to write & I sure as hell don't care to read. Surely there's something more constructive you could be doing with your free time.

What's going on in Washington directly affects your life. It's not specifically the Republican OR Democrat parties' individual faults, but a bunch of fatcats who, honestly, don't give a damn about you or your family or your pets or your friends.
I'm sure things wouldn't be much better right now if Al Gore got elected; we might be in a different kettle, but it'd probably be filled with the same crap.

If you're one of those "not into politics" people who wonders why I don't go get a life, well...the guys who founded this country said it's the patriotic duty of anyone who has an issue with the way things are being done to SAY SOMETHING ABOUT IT, and that's what I'm doing now.

If you're still sitting here with me, amidst all the broken dishes and teeth all over the place, I thank you for your attention.