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| Friday, July 18th, 2008 |
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jeezus christ! i for one welcome our new massively tentacled overlords |
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| Thursday, July 17th, 2008 |
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i never bother with YouTube, like never, and can count on one hand the number of times i've bothered to click on a YouTube link or haven't skipped an entry with an embedded video...but tonight it's been invaluable in providing mind-numbingly amusing distractions from my insomnia...more specifically i've found a user who has uploaded, among some other amusing things, the first few episodes of the 1977 series The Man From Atlantis [this site has way too much data on this series, with episodes guides and tv movie breakdowns etc.] "starring" Patrick Duffy who went on to make his name starring in Dallas... totally OT for a moment, but did anyone out there actually have a "Who Shot JR?!" t-shirt? MOVING ON... for those who don't remember this 70s TV sci-fi 'gem', it ran for one season only [although there were a few TV movies] and featured our web-fingered and toed hero fighting off a persistent uber villain as well as "two-headed sea monsters, robots, evil imps, giant jellyfish, mermaids, cowboy doppelgangers, time warps, and even Romeo and Juliet" in true 'subtle' 70s style...yup. now if only i could find all the episodes of Manimal.... |
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| Tuesday, July 15th, 2008 |
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can't stop throwing up ugh.... sent |
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| Sunday, July 13th, 2008 |
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i've been encountering a lot of terrible English the past few years and it grates on my nerves like you would not believe...shit like 'stand on line' instead of in for example...i'm finding people are also often writing things the way they hear them without knowing what they are actually saying [writing 'of' instead of 'have' for example] and i'm even noticing it in other languages like French... my biggest pet peeve with this recently is the trend of French speakers that are using the slang for 'dollar'...in English Canada the slang is commonly '5 bucks' for '5 dollars' but in French Canada people who aren't aware of the cultural history of their slang are saying/writing '5 pieces' ['pieces' read in French not English] instead of the proper '5 piastres' which embodies a whole cultural history that is being forgotten out of sheer ignorance...for some reason this particular language nightmare is especially irksome to me, although if i hear/read 'stand on line' one more time i'll be wishing i'd never quit being a weapons tech & sharp shooter in the artillery... |
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| Friday, July 11th, 2008 |
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we all know scientology is an amazingly retarded movement, but what i didn't know was the shit they've caused for L. Ron Hubbard's son, who even had his name changed [was L. Ron Hubbard Jr.] to try and avoid the crap caused for him by this absolutely ridiculous and yet strangely powerful cult....a really interesting interview with him about his insane, ongoing issues with scientology nutbars appears in a 1983 issue of Penthouse that's an interesting read if you're curious...from the interview: == apparently Jr. recanted some of the interview later on, which just makes me sad to think that they finally got to him...his lifetime of struggle up to and including the time of the interview aren't exactly things that can be erased, no matter how hard scientology tries to change history... |
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| Thursday, July 10th, 2008 |
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| ok so i drove off with my lemonade on the roof of the car...i have never done that before, and it took me a while to figure out wtf happened...and what that sound was when i turned on the street...yar...it was good lemonade too. | ||||||||
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| Wednesday, July 9th, 2008 |
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factoring in DJing, tonight marked day 24-ish of straight work for me...i almost didn't make it out tonight thanks to UPdouchebagS fucking me over on my last day of this hellish stretch of work...i worked all night Monday, getting home just before 8am Tuesday to wait for the last, and of course biggest box of promo/give-aways that were to arrive by noon...this would leave me with an afternoon to sleep before DJing on this last night of my hellmonth...of course UPdouchebagS never comes and i pass out waiting, grabbing a couple hours max of sleep and leaving us without our Tympanik give-aways for tonight...i managed to get the music, after everything though, we had a fair bit of stuff to give away anyhow, it was a really fantastic, packed night, oh right, and to top off my evening 'cause it wasn't stressful enough, i apparently engaged a psychotic Blue Line cabbie in road wars on the way home...i thought at first that he was really drunk, but he was actually on the phone...although he could have been drunk and on the phone, especially given his stellar driving and nutbar retaliatory driving techniques he decided to unleash upon us from the club all the way down Main St...oh yeah, where, just after psycho-cabbie skidded off to harass someone else, we saw a guy in an electronic wheelchair completely stopped, head slouched forward, eyes closed and seemingly passed right out at 3am with nobody else around...i called the police for a cruiser to swing by to check on his as soon as i got home. so i think i'm done now...yup...couldn't be more 'done' if i tried... sleep now, glorious sleep... |
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| Monday, July 7th, 2008 |
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"...an excuse only satisfies the person who makes it." ======================== "...his proctologist discovered he had a malignant brain-tumor. I sent a get-well card to the tumor." Love the Tribbles or hate 'em, you still gotta love David Gerrold... |
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anyone who knows me knows i love to cook and bake, love to make foods as healthy and as tasty as possible with the best, freshest, organic ingredients using a lot of what i learnt to make in the decade and a half of being a vegetarian [not one any longer, unfortunately, for medical reasons] combined with what i learnt growing up with my grandma at her resort [with a dining room that sat up to 100]...anyone who's lived with me knows what a food/ingredient snob i can be, not that they'll complain since i always cook for them too :) but sometimes i crave the white trashiest of the trashy, sometimes Taco Bell calls to me...so tonight, after 2 solid weeks of overnight shifts [and factoring in DJing, it's over 3 weeks now without any night or day off, day 23 or something...] the white trashiness inside me is calling...so tonight it's KFC and slushies for dinner and i gotta tell you, tonight it couldn't be more perfect...tomorrow it'll be back to making full course meals and enjoying a nice beaujolais, but for now it's all about greasy chicken and cherry slushies...yup. wow, that sure was important to share... |
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| Saturday, June 28th, 2008 |
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"well you know -i- just think that if your superhero has his umbilical cord, then it should have super powers; it's just logical, you know?" me to my co-worker Jonathan... now he wants me to ask the internets what superpowers a superhero's umbilical cord should have...i say it should be like Wonder Woman's lasso of truth...oh great and wise internets, what says you? --- pet peeve #437863 when people pronounce 'longitude' with a hard 'g', like a hybrid of 'long' and 'attitude'... |
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| Friday, June 27th, 2008 |
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having many cats for many years, i've seen them attack a vast number of various things; dots of light and shadows, dangling, well, dangling anything, even certain socks, and our large Norwegian Forest cat Mecha loves to reach up, attack my PJ pants by yanking them all the way down/off [which has sometimes been a tad embarrassing]...but until today i've never seen one attack a pocket, especially with such single-minded ferocity as one of ours is right now.... heheheh "umm, leslie will you sew my pockets back on if Sidheannah chews them off...?!" |
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ok. so suddenly i am plagued by a song that is screeching 'round and 'round in my brain....of course it can never be a 'good' song when this shit happens, can it? nope. so instead my brainmeats are instantaneously bombarded with Iron Maiden's 'Run To The Hills' .....RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIiiiiiiIIIIIFE gah. it's my punishment for 'jesus humpers' isn't it? |
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so, i was wondering, you know there's fan fiction written for stuff like Star Trek and all that, many [most?] pornogrpahic and cross gender/glb etc. in its explorations of the characters...like Kirk gets it on with Spock and all that, right? ok...so is there bible fan fiction? i imagine there have to be some Jesus-humpers out there, right? the bible's got a few cast of characters to choose from, and it's popular enough so there's gotta be right? i'm just sayin'.... |
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| Wednesday, June 25th, 2008 |
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the past while i've been trying to sort out some truly essential, deep and overwhelmingly emotional issues that have come up over the past few years...any attempts i've made in the past to ever talk to anyone else about them have always ended up with the person i'm confiding in not able to grasp all the elements of these issues, leaving me always with the same advice [to give up entirely] given with the same concrete assertion that to entertain any other advice would be foolish to the nth degree and that their advice is without a doubt the only sane thing to do... and i've evaluated this uniform advice regularly, every time coming out the other end believing that there is much more that can be tried; that i shouldn't simply divorce myself from these problems by giving up trying to fix them...but this ends up with me never ever speaking to anyone ever [no exaggeration here, seriously] about these incredibly indepth, essential, brutally emotional issues that are not getting fixed... so then i'm left isolated and anti-social, partly because these are such huge issues they consume and overwhelm me, creating an ever widening gulf between me and everyone else since nobody else is privy to the issues or my reactions to them...so when dealing with these issues becomes too much, then there too i can't confide in anyone about my hardships managing these issues, since that would involve some degree of explaining the core issues at some level, and we've already covered the fact that this is impossible for me... i guess what i'm trying to explain, and failing, is that there are days, far too frequent this past while, where thoughts on these issues consume me, fully, and it becomes like an obsessive, compulsive loop where i cannot -not- actively think and re-think these issues with single minded ferocity that leaves room for few if any other thoughts...often this is accompanied by fierce and furious bouts of crying that, of course, is impossible to explain without opening up too many other avenues of information about these issues, leaving me alone and pathetically unable to stop obsessing over these issues, fiercely unable to just stop crying, no matter what i do... there are these things i cannot fix, certainly cannot fix overnight...but it's like my head and my heart keep insisting that i could fix things if i could only think on these problems hard enough and allow how i feel to come out..but my head and my heart are so very wrong, so here i sit again obsessing over thoughts i cannot leave untouched, unable to stop sobbing like an idiot child... . . . my. heart. hurts. |
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my god, pulling off that show was the most stress/work/bullshit than just about any other show i've done...this time was then today comes and a whole other whack'o'crap happens that threatens the show all over again, just when we thought we were done with stressful bullshit...fuck. but when it was all said and done, we got all the bands over the border and to the bar, got soundcheck finished only half an hour late and managed to pull off one of the best received, most energetic, fun shows i've ever put on...but fucking hell if only people knew the unbelievable amount of crap that went on before we could make it happen...or how many times it looked like the show just wouldn't happen...seriously unfuckingbelievable. i couldn't be happier with the folks who came out too; the crowd was fucking awesome tonight, and as always they don't even realize just how much of a great impression they leave the bands with...band members spoke to me at length about how awesome the people were, and how this is the best show they've played on the tour so far...everyone who came out should pat themselves on the back for not only helping to support truly underground music, but for showing just how musically open-minded and non-scenester-bullshit-oriented a crowd can really be...the bands were blown away by how awesome you guys were, and the folks who've played here before were so happy to be back...what a fucking night. why am i not riddled with ulcers again? complete and total dumb luck, that's why not... |
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| Wednesday, June 18th, 2008 |
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the next couple weeks are going to be pure madness for me, so apologies in advance for being unreachable the next couple weeks...but we gotta pay for all these shows somehow! :) ...so in addition to DJing every Tuesday and the show next Tuesday the 24th, i'll be working pretty much every night...so days are possible but i do have to sleep somewhere in there... ( list of dates i'm working the next 2 weeks ) so like i said, apologies for being anti-social the next little while...i'm still up for some plans, but i have to work around my schedule ov d00m... |
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| Tuesday, June 17th, 2008 |
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| there have been days far better than today... |
| Monday, June 16th, 2008 |
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...i know summer has just begun, but i can't help being excited already to be back in Europe in the fall...just got confirmation that i'm DJing Maschinenfest again this fall...Grit & Thomas spoil me, well spoil us all really; they are the best hosts and playing Maschinenfest has quickly become a wonderful fall ritual that i can't help but always look forward to...and playing for them in Germany is the best motivation to get other shows arranged since i'll already be overseas...i love DJing Europe; each time i play there i discover another country or city or people that i fall in love with and adore DJing for and this year should be no different :D it can be hard when the friends you make are scattered all over the globe, but that only makes getting together at events like this all the more exciting...it's like belonging to an endearingly goofy, wonderful extended family; we always have the best time getting together like this. |
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| Wednesday, June 11th, 2008 |
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i haven't worked with someone so retarded in a long time... tonight the bar had a couple of their bands in, with The Stills headlining and their soundguy was such an ass! here's an example of his stellar logic; he figured if we weren't going to let him play one of his CDs for half an hour after the band had finished, then we should let him load out 'in quiet' and have absolutely no music of any kind until they were done...oh and then after we told him that no, we couldn't just stop everything so that he could 'rest his ears', i proceeded to turn on my equipment, which of course resulted in him taking a huge tantrum, stopping the track he was playing and leaving me with a full club and dead air while i hurried to open up any of my cases...seriously, a total ass....it's bad enough his generic bands have pushed back my night but to be such a fucktard... oh and i think he broke our compressor... |
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| Saturday, June 7th, 2008 |
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you know you're having a good day when what you're looking up in the wiki includes this little piece of info: Slobster: "The lobster becomes an anthropomorphic lobster that salivates constantly." betcha can't guess what i was reading about... |
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LiveJournal for Hiro Protagonist.
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