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pointless shit that isn't being read so i don't care that i'm posting it.

Mon, 05 May 2008 23:53:00 -0400

Eleven days till this semester ends, which means absolutely no time say “I have so much shit to do” and not do it. How dare these professors ask me to provide long, boring, uninsightful essays on topics relevant five million years ago? In the next several days I’ll be turning three of your basic semester-ending exhaustion inducers that are pretty poorly written. At least one of my papers will be shitty. No, seriously, I am writing about the importance of excrement in Gulliver’s Travels.

Even so, I still have time to provide you with your own ~~long~~, boring, uinsightful commentary. I don’t have much to say these days, save some things I’ve been digging recently.

This pop culture phenomenon GTA IV is pretty bad ass. I’ve played but never owned the older ones, so this is kind of my first realy forray into all the hype of this series. It’s pretty fantastic, and I like the disturbing elements of my psyche manifesting itself in the game. Yeah, I did walk into that hospital with a 12 gauge and blew away all the unsuspecting patients. Yes, that is a little fucked up, considering how much I enjoyed it. I then proceeded to have sex with a hooker. I’m convinced this is everyday life in NYC.

I’ve been getting my spins on Portishead’s “Third”, which just came out not too long ago. I don’t really follow the band, but apparently it’s their first album of new material in a decade. It’s pretty good, it is definitely different than “Dummy,” but in a good way. You expect something different after ten years, right? Let’s not assume the same with Guns n Rose’s “Chinese Democracy”, though.

I’m on the last season of Sopranos, and it’s kick ass. Sucks it only lasted six seasons though. I think I’m moving on to Deadwood next because there’s nothing like watching bad ass cowboys walk into saloons with a 12 gauge and blow away all the unsuspecting dames. No, that isn’t fucked up. It was the wild west.

A friendly reminder placed on a dishwasher for sale at the...

Mon, 05 May 2008 23:40:45 -0400

A friendly reminder placed on a dishwasher for sale at the Habitat for Humanity I’ve been volunteering for. Clean good, that it does not. Well I’ll be damned.

Though it’s sort of pointless (relatively), I still dig...

Sun, 04 May 2008 23:32:24 -0400

Though it’s sort of pointless (relatively), I still dig this vid for “Stress” by Justice. Five bucks if you can find me a place to get one of those jackets.

Waste.

Sun, 04 May 2008 23:26:28 -0400

Got shit to do, don’t want to do it.

Awesome shot by photographer Asger Carlsen of Denmark. Found via...

Thu, 01 May 2008 17:10:40 -0400

Awesome shot by photographer Asger Carlsen of Denmark. Found via Grafikcache.

Fucking awesome. One of Boards of Canada’s best songs,...

Thu, 01 May 2008 00:47:00 -0400

Fucking awesome. One of Boards of Canada’s best songs, “Everything You Do is a Balloon,” played against a 60s bike safety vid. Watch at least until the beat comes in.

Community Service

Wed, 30 Apr 2008 22:41:41 -0400

While I sit in a garage for Habitat for Humanity, waiting for people to come by to donate or to buy, I see and hear a lot of interesting things.

“Y’know, what really pisses me off is all the cops, all the firefighters, all the doctors; they’re all ‘heroes’. When I came back there weren’t no ticker tape parade or nothin’. Now everyone’s a ‘hero’. Hell, they say it so much you don’t even know what a hero is no more.” -Vietnam Vet that came in looking for a sliding patio door.

"Every man deceives himself while he thinks he is deceiving others; and forgets that the time is at..."

Wed, 30 Apr 2008 22:22:04 -0400

“Every man deceives himself while he thinks he is deceiving others; and forgets that the time is at hand when every illusion shall cease; when fictitious excellence shall be torn away; and All must be shown to All in their real state.”

- Samuel Johnson

As if the state of music needed any more proof. This...

Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:02:26 -0400

As if the state of music needed any more proof. This shit’s hot (although I’m not sure how “Hey Ya!” (a song covered on the album) is considered crunk).

shit is my writing. writing is my shit.

Mon, 28 Apr 2008 19:56:08 -0400

I deleted everything I wrote in this text box because it was a betrayal of my view of what a blog worth reading is.

Don, show this shit to Brad.

Mon, 28 Apr 2008 19:43:59 -0400

Don, show this shit to Brad.

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Look, it's my childhood mocking me.

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 15:25:38 -0400

There’s some sort of state high school band competition going on at the University through the weekend, which means lots of pale, frizzy haired girls, and guys who prefer a good pair of jean shorts and tube socks.

I tend to hate when the University hosts these competitions for high school. Being the biggest school in the state, we seem to always host state championships. During these times the whole fucking campus is swarming with awkwardly mid-pubescent kids acting about as mature as the time I lost in Mortal Kombat to the kid who sucked at everything. Everywhere I go, these kids are everywhere: on my way to class, in the Chipotle where I want to get lunch, and probably most annoying is the fact that, because malls don’t exist outside of this place, they all flock to look at things that they aren’t going to buy. It’s called fucking Amazon.com, use it.

All this made me laugh at the fact that when I was in high school I had this majorly skewed perspective on where I was in life. Everyone has this issue, and everyone always will. I thought I was a hot shot, mature, that I was “old”. Back then I thought that, “Wow, I was such a dumbass in middle school—now I am a legitimate bad ass.” As you know, this is something that can be traced back as far as you could remember; the older you get, the cooler you are. So, in a matter of a few years I’ll look back on this piece of writing and look just as harshly on it. This is sort of discouraging, but it does mean, I would suppose, that people continually get better. It’s all perpetuating this cycle of nostalgic self-deprecation that will keep going until I’m 80 and saying, “Jesus, that was really lame when I was all into staying up late, well into 5:00pm.”

Fuck, I was really stupid when I wrote this.

Radiohead needs to stop the "live" studio sessions.

Thu, 24 Apr 2008 23:24:00 -0400

This shit got old a while ago. There’s nothing exciting about seeing an airing of House of Cards recorded in a studio. Come on. Do Bodysnatchers, or 15 Step, or anything not as energy deficient as House of Cards. They might as well have played Wicked Game by Chris Isaak. Watching Yorke & Co. play this thing last night on Conan was like watching my grandma do a crossword puzzle, even though she’s pretty fucking good at them.

I get the whole “eco-friendly” tyrade that Yorke is going on, and I definitely give my props for it, but it seems kind of arrogant to think people care about watching a recording of the band playing, especially due to the fact that they’ve been doing this nonstop for the last seven months. It’s old. Hopefully the tour will signify the end of it.

Perplexed.

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 23:49:00 -0400

My propensity to blog sometimes seems unhealthy. I constantly work to enhance the experience I am offering on my main blog, 95total, along with working on three additional blogs, including this one. All the writing has in some ways turned this into a conversation with myself.

I find this ironic in many ways because the idea of a blog is to share with the world your ideas, quirks, likes, dislikes, etc. Instead, it feels like I am constantly reaffirming something in my head that is looking for approval. It’s as if my writing is just a manifestation of my need for the approval of my ideas.

Do you approve?