Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Sobriety

After developing and maintaining an unhealthy alcohol habit for about 7 years, I haven't had a drink in almost 3 weeks now. On the enlightening night that brought this on the last thing I remember is covering one of my eyes so the blur on stage turned into a comedian. What I don't remember: Knocking over drinks, getting kicked out for yelling incoherently, throwing up in the car, and ultimately pissing the bed. To remind my self how I need to take a break and return to the drink when I can do it without needing a pint of whiskey and a twelve pack for a quiet night in, heres some absolutely terrible poetry I scribbled down black out drunk and found today:

Party

I expunged a fart
Unholy and terrible
I hadn't shit myself
But each of three wipes showed brown.

A glance in the mirror
Back to the party
My ideas about ugliness and pointlessness
reinforced with my comparitive potential.
I made many laugh
But none seek my company.
If these are parties, I
Suppose I prefer them to funerals.



Now reading: Journey to the End of the Night by Celine (phenomenal)
Now listening: Mastodon-Crack the Skye (groovy)
Looking forward to: Tournament of Death VIII June 6 (GONNA BE A MASSACRE!!!)

Thursday, May 14, 2009

This is what thievery looks like...


notice the void where a bike once was.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

APB: Stolen Bike


Some asshole stole my wheels tonight. If you see anyone on my Trek, you know what you have to do. A reward will be paid in the amount of 10 packs of ramen for its safe return.

Donations to my new bike fund can be directed through my paypal account. Feel free to contact me for further information on this exciting once in a lifetime opportunity.

Concert Shots via Cell Phone


Mogwai @ The Bluebird. It rocked.

Someone else put up some more pics and short videos here.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Animal Collective @ 930 Club


NPR is broadcasting the Animal Collectives show from the 930 Club in Washington DC that took place yesterday 5.11.2009. Listen to it here!

Monday, May 11, 2009

A social safety net...literally


The Bridge is a documentary that tells the story of the 24 people who committed suicide off The Golden Gate Bridge in 2004. There are many movies that I watch and forget very soon after. The Bridge is not one of those movies.

A 'friend' of mine just got back from San Fransisco and she took some pictures of the bridge. Apparently, they have the phones and signs you see in the pictures below for anyone thinking of taking the eternal plunge.

I just read the Golden Gate's wiki page and apparently a plastic-covered stainless-steel net will be installed below the bridge as a suicide deterrent. The net will extend 18 feet on either side of the bridge and is expected to cost $40–50 million to complete. I guess this means a few more people will be considering a trip Niagara Falls when planning their next suicide.





Sunday, May 10, 2009

AP doesn't believe in fairies


The douches at the Associated Press have their panties in a bunch over Shepard Fairey's appropriation of the photo used for his well known hope poster. I guess I would be bitter too if I was a talentless piece of shit and someone took my photo and made an icon out of it. The local news station covered the story and you can read more here.

Obama didn't complain about the use of the photo and he actually thanked Shepard for the poster. Maybe Shepard should ask him to pick up his attorney fee.

Monday, May 4, 2009

I just lizzed my pants...

I am a fan of 30 Rock. On one of the last episodes, Liz Lemon made up a word. Ironically enough the term she made up was "liz"...a combo of laugh and whiz. I watched the show as it aired, and since I was at the computer I checked to see if it was in the urban dictionary. It wasn't at the time. I just checked. Sure enough "lizzed" and "lizzing" now have definitions. But no one bothered to define just "liz".

Maybe it's because "liz" already has better definitions. My favorite is this one.

1. a disease which can cause you to replicate the child of joan rivers and shrek.

I can think of a dick whose parents might have had that one...