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Tuesday, November 11th, 2008
6:07 am	Election I know this is kind of late but i was super busy all last week with an insaine school schedule. Anyways, wanted to get my 2 cents on the election down before i dig in and finish off the three papers, two labs, and twelve or thirteen bullshit assignments i need to do for this week. Everyone has been excited about the election and the 'historic' victory of Obama. Well thats all well and good but from a socially liberal perspective i have to say that we lost on election day. The democrats took back the white house and managed to hold on and make gains in congress but if you look at the read outs for the ballot initiatives then the picture gets one hell of a lot darker. Every state where there was an gay marriage ban on the table it passed, anti abortion initiatives past in most of the states where they were issues and repeals of affrimative action passed in fifty percent of the states they were voted on. we got hosed, hard. there simply isn't any other way to put it... socially this country took one step forward and two giant steps back. The only hopefull part of this is that we might get to put a supreme up for nomination, and that is... less then exciting for me. The fact of the matter is that the kind of justice someone like me would like is never, ever, going to make it onto the bench even with a primarily democratic congress. Its exactly the kind of issue that the republicans could use to swing back hard to the right and take back every gain that the democrats have made. Just about the only hopefull face i can put on this election is the slim possibility that the RNC will finally get its head out of its ass and start acting like the kind of party that a funimentally conservitive person such as myself can support. I'll be honest, in the past couple of years i've grown to dislike the democrats emensly. Politically and philosophically they seem week and unable to deliver on the things that i care about. This election for me was less about whos the better canidate then which is the lesser of the two evils i'm going to have to put up with for the next four years. Dems have shrunk into either a shrill voice on the far left or a centered voice which is on the opposite side of the issues that i care about. The blue dogs now make up a signifigent portion of the party and instead of being socially liberal and economically conservitive (the way i veiw myself) they are the opposite which makes me unhappy. I've now voted in every election that i could, and the more i vote the less i see of good canidates. Maybe its my inherent cynisim and lack of faith but the system seems to be broken in a way that makes it almost impossible for a decent canidate to get elected while the social right wing creeps around destroying the country in every way it can. Honestly i would really like to see a canidate stand up and say something like "i used drugs as a teenager, did stupid stuff when i was younger, and i beleive that gays are human and entitled to rights." instead of the slick media machines we see every election season, more focused on not making a misstep or saying something of substance then on actually saying anything at all. Obama didn't win this thing by saying anything, he didn't even really win. McCain lost, he ran a bad campaign and swung hard to the right when his electability was based on his centered positions. Palin was just about the dumbest choice that anyone could have made for a running mate, simaltaniusly driving out the moderates and killing his trump card. If he had selected a moderate running mate and swung to the middle while distanceing himself from bush then he might have won. Hell, if he hadn't made as many mistakes as he did he might have won. All in all this election season has left me more disgusted then anything else. Far from demonstraighting just how far this country has come on race relations its only enphasised the minority of racists. International press had a field day with the McCain/Palin rallys and their blantanly racist overtones. Yes, Obama did win in the end, but i have the feeling that its going to be a long time before another perfect storm comes along and leaves a black man as a searious contender for the presidency. I honestly think that if the republicans had fielded a decent canidate this would have been a landslide loss for Obama. Hell if they had feilded a canidate with any kind of political ear Obama would have lost. And i'm going to sign off now before i continue ranting about this in disgust. Current Mood: cynical Current Music: Janies got a gun - Aerosmith (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 10th, 2008
12:05 pm	This is why i shouldn't be bored in class I have an eight o'clock class. This makes me teetchy. This is the kind of shit i come up with when forced to deal with someone who thinks i don't know how to create a folder in windows XP... well he's supposed to be teaching us XP but the machines are running Vista. No, it doesn't make sense to me either. Anyway, posted here for your enjoyment; (C/ Last conversation) This was really not how I was expecting to go out. Considering my habits I figured it would be in some remote local blown to fuck by some asshole with a god complex and a grudge. I never thought it would come when I was walking back from an eight o’clock class, down seventeenth street between the Weston building and one Penn plaza you know the place right up the street from that idiotic statue of Ben Franklin and his dumb assed kite, drinking my second cup of morning coffee and smoking my third cig of the day. I defiantly didn’t think it would come in the form of a claw hammer dropped from eight stories up. Claw hammer, funny word that, if the poor sob above me had dropped a ball peen or, well, any other kind of hammer I would just have a broken collar bone. Instead I’m lying here in the street spurting blood, claw had to have hit an artery there’s no other explanation for the spurting bit, waiting for the ambulance to come and take me away. I really would have loved to hear the 911 calls on that one. Oh well, you can’t have everything. The funny thing is dying is much easier then living ever was. All I have to do is lie here in the gutter and wait, nothing to it really. All I can think of is that damn monologue in pump up the volume about people wailing, girls you never knew crying why? why? and you're sitting there with a load in your shorts. I’m halfway tempted to tell the cop trying to tell me that everything will be okay to ask the coroner to make sure they change my underwear before they set me out for viewing. Somehow I don’t think he would appreciate the joke. Poor rookie, he just stopped in at the convenience store for some coffee and donuts and now he has to deal with someone bleeding out in front of him. His expression reminds me of the expression on the Bosnian police lieutenant when I accidentally wandered into a cross fire between the police and some gangsters two years ago… or maybe it was three years ago? Oh, I guess I had better explain that comment. You see back when I was actually living, as opposed to dieing and talking to some figment of my imagination that is, I did this thing I liked to call adrenalin tourism. See I figured it all out. If your not well off and save every penny, take every loan, and charge every credit card to its limit to wander the world you need to find the cheapest locations to go to. The answer is pretty simple once you think about it, its conflict zones. Nothing like a war to wreck your tourism industry. Well okay, so war zones are actually expensive, but a nice low-grade conflict that’s in the media all the time is just the ticket. Palestinian’s launched another intafafa? Head for Israel. Maoist guerillas breaking the cease-fire? Head for Nepal. You can usually pick up your tickets for a song and then so long as you have hard currency you can live like a king. I actually had a carved wooden mask I picked up in Zaire, or is it called Congo now? They're forever changing the names of the countries I’ve visited makes it hellishly difficult to explain to customs on the way back into the USA. No really, that was the countries name when I got there, yes I had to drive across the border and get on a plane from the neighboring country, sorry I didn’t get an exit visa but the rebels decided to attack the capital before I was scheduled to come home. The whole mess explains why I don’t bother going to Africa anymore. Now where was I, oh yes, my wooden mask. I had it looked at by a professor at U Penn after I got back. He offered me five thousand dollars for it can you believe that? Five thousand dollars for something I picked up for ten bucks at a stall on the side of the road. Naturally I sold it to him and used the money to go on another trip. Like I said its adrenalin tourism, not for the faint of heart, but I loved it. So that explains why I always figured I would be killed in some far off, exotic, location. Not walking down the street away from a class I didn’t want to take but needed to graduate. Everyone always says your life flashes before your eyes, bullshit, you just kind of drift away. Mind you for me at least it’s a blessing; do you know how much a broken collarbone hurts? No? Silly me, you’re a figment of my imagination of course you don’t know what it feels like. See broken bones are the worst. Trust me on this. I’ve been stabbed in the back alleys of Bangkok, shot in Chechnya (I think it was a Russian but both sides were using AK’s so the doctor who pulled the slug out of me couldn’t tell the difference. Yes I did ask.), and taken shrapnel fragments in Algiers (now do you see why I’m so annoyed at dieing like this. I mean come on, there had to have been a hundred of better ways to go! At least not something so mundane as a dropped hammer. Million to one shot you say? I don’t believe you.) . See all of those are only flesh pains, if you ignore it hard enough its possible not to think about it. Bone pain is a whole world of difference. It throbs, there’s probably a better way to describe it but I’m not really that eloquent, with every beat of your heart. See you can’t stop your heart and still be alive so there’s no way to stop the pain. Oh, and it comes it time with your breaths as well. Wait what? What do you mean my heart stopped beating a minute ago? I stopped breathing? When? You would think that I would notice that kind of thing. Oh, this is just my spirit remembering my body? Wait a second, back the fuck up, I’m an atheist! This can’t be happening to me, I don’t believe in you! What? You aren’t a god just personification of death. What’s up with that? I thought that spiritualism went out the window along with belief in a higher power and that rot. Oh, real witty, couldn’t you come up with something better then they believe in me? Fuck, even the afterlife has fucking Americans. What do you mean I chatter? I don’t chatter I discourse dammit. Yes there is a difference. Of all the deaths I could have had it had to be an American. (/C) Current Mood: giggly Current Music: Dixie Chicks- "Wide open spaces" (Comment on this)
Thursday, September 4th, 2008
2:04 pm	Polsters So far i've told two polsters i'm voting for Paris Hilton. For some reason they thought that i wasn't searious. Have these people been reading what passes for political discourse in this country? Current Mood: amused (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, January 3rd, 2008
4:47 pm	Exhuasted... Portland was mostly a sucsess... but its me so who knows what random maniaical crap will happen in the times ahead by convaluted way of some minor screw up which i didn't think was a screw up at the time. BTW i am alive. Ps. phone was left in philly while i was in portland. one of these days i'm going to start traveling without being brain dead exhuasted and actually remeber everything i'm supposed to take... yeah right PPS. books are really fracking heavy and anything a suitcase full is really hard to handle on the train Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: Sweeny todd - (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 13th, 2007
9:31 pm	Razor Well, i went out last night and was a geek for a goodly # of hours and watched BSG Razor... And it made me think about how i saw the charicters it deals with, who aren't the main charciters but rather some of the side ones who have either never been really presented or who where depicted as pure evil incarnate... After this though, I can definatly see myself in the LT,CPT, MJR's possition and to some extent into admiral cains possition. Though to be honest i'm not sure if it wouldn't have been more effective if she where a he rather then playing off the riff of theres no rage like that of a women scorned... And i understand why her six (herafter reffered to as lesbian six) felt the need to shoot her personally rather then blowing up the entire battlestar. Though i need to re watch the Admr cain eppisodes again to get a better understanding of what i'm undoubtedly missing. Q though, did anyone else see it? what did you think? Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Friday, October 26th, 2007
11:54 am	So happy hour went well.... except it was more like six hours and ended with me ... ummm... actually i'm not to sure of that. Let me get back to you when i know. Oh, yeah, i think i should be apologising to kelly, i think, but i'm not to sure since that was the last bar i was at and i was pretty far gone by that point. Current Mood: lethargic (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 25th, 2007
11:59 am	Sickies I've been sick for the past week. It was getting better but now its not... so i'll go to happy hour today and introduce it to the friend of all sick people, mr. ethonal :-p Yeah, coherancy is sooooo not happening. Current Mood: sick (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 4th, 2007
3:34 pm	trip log i got into istambul after a horrendouse excursion to new york (perhaps one of my least favoirite citys in the world) on the bright side the airplain was practically empty since it was the last flight of the night. only 90 some odd people so everyone took a row and stretched out for the flight. I ended up getting a hotel room instead of the hostel i had planned on since i was just too tired to contemplate dealing with anything else when i got in. On the bright side they gave me directions to a couple of shoe stores, which i needed because in my haste i left the appartment without sneakers or hiking shoes. tevas are wonderfull untill you face the possibility of spending two weeks in them. Anyways, bought shoes and looked at the guide book for a bit, and had a couple of beers in the hotel then turned in for the night. Turned out to be a good move since i was woken up at 4 am by a bunch of people pounding on drums, which lasted until about five am. I stumbled downstairs and asked the clerk about it only to be told that it was an ottoman tradition for Ramadan, or as the turks say ramizan, and that there was nothing to be gained complaining about it. So i strapped on my new shoes and headed out to look around the city. Made it al the way to sultanhammet before returning to get breakies and my bag. I figured that nothing would be open so i just walked around with my room key. After breakies and a rather large dose of coffee i went to the Covered bazzar, Aya Sophia, Blue mosque, and took a walk down the golden horn... actually all the way around the golden horn before walking the aquaduct that leads into Fathi where i was staying and dumping most of my stuff, including a small rug i bought, in the room and heading out for the backpackers bars down in sultanhammet. I met a nice swiss backpacker who was doing this as her retirement and we got to talking over a couple of beers, after telling me about the interior of the country and where to go we launched a pub crawl from sultanhammet all the way to Fathi (about 4 km). She dropped out about half way, but i managed to stagger back to my hotel. On the bright side i slept through the drums that night. the following morning i set off with both my backpacks for the bus station, only to learn that the best bus to take was an overnight bus, since i was headed for the emerald coast and it would take forever and a day to get there. So i stached my bag and took a bospherous tour, and then hiked up to the Geonese tower on the golden horn. By this time my new shoes had destroyed my right heal, so i was back in tevas. After getting a nice fish sammich for lunch, dinenr was a kebab, and then i caught the dolmus to the Otogar (bus station). The Otogar was intresting, its set up like an airport, but outside. I was doing okay there wating for my bus untill these wemon came around beggin with there kids in tow. That made me angry, since there kids were all sick and had no busness being anywhere outside of a hospitol or home. They had an immuno comprimised kid, a kid with a cath still in, another with an open feeding tube. It was depressing as hell. Fourtunatly I caught the bus before i could lose my temper with them, and since i was headed down the coast to Kas (pronounced Cash) i got to take the ferry across the sea of marmaset (? at least thats how i think its spelled). It was absolutly beutiful to be out on the water at night. There was no light pollution so you could see the stars like i haven't see since colorado. Mostly though i slept through the night, excepting the turkish breaks (Everyone piles out of the bus for a ciggarette and a cup of chi). An intresting note about the Turkish bus system, while they do not feed you more then snacks they give you better service then you get on domestic airlines with people coming around and searving you tea or coffee and water about once an hour. Anyways, by the time i woke up we where in Mogla where we had to wait for a couple of hours to catch the bus the Fethye (SP again?). Mogla wasn't the nicest city but it was at least intresting. Fethye was also intresting but clearly a resort town. It was totally filled with germans. I only spent an hour or two there before decamping for Kas. I knew that Kas was also a resort town but it was a french expat center and smaller so i figured it would be nicer then Fethye. I caugt a Dolmus along the coast which was intresting since most tourists go by bus, so i got to see how everyone was living. The most intresting thing about the trip was when a police officer pulled us over to request water for a broken down truck. Everyone on the Dolmus, with the exception of myself was clearly Islamic, and the police man was about to start hauling people off the buss when i handed over my passport. after that he said something to the driver and to the other passengers and waved us on. After that i was everyones best friend. Kas turned out to be a sleepy little town with a great natural harbor and no sand beaches. After dumping my pack at the hostel i found a local resturant and took in the sun set at the local greek theatre. That night Inter was playing one of the turkish teams from istambul, when the istambul team won, oh my god, the entire town went nuts. I was eating in a local resturant close to the harbor and everyone was celebrating. the owner came around and gave everyone there free beer. It was great, and an indication of how seariously turks take there football. The next day i spent swimming and resting with the exception of climbing up to some rock tombs which looked intresting. The water was amazing, i swam out about a kilometer or so and could still see the bottom. it was cristal clear. That night one of the other backpackers took offence at some of the Isrealies who where staying in the hostel, which launched a long beer and raki fueled debate over isreals conduct during the last war. After that i decided to leave, which meant catching a bus to anatalya. The buses didn't run that often so i spent another day relaxing and swiming. Which was really enjoyable except for the sun burn i acquared while doing so. In the afternoon i was given a ride on a scooter to the Otogar and then took the bus to anatalya. The bus ride was wonderful, the road runs right along the coast so its amazingly beutiful. Anatalya didn't really live up to the hype though, despite the long sandy beaches i didn't really like it. Mostly it was a port town with the tourist centers being dominated by the neuvo riche russian elite with a firm levening of russian maffiosa. So i caught the bus to Goreme in Cappadocia. The bus to Goreme landed me with my closest encounter with the Jandarma of my whole trip when we hit a check point in the middle of the night and i was awakened by a small man weilding a very large gun. Fourtunatly a pair of brits where sitting in the seats in front of me and told me what he wanted with a suscinct "Passport you idiot!". other then that the bus ride was remarcably smooth especially after i showed the little turkish boy sitting in the seat next to me my passport which seemed to facinate him. Anyways i woke up in time to see the hot air ballons rising with the sunrise. Finding a Hostel wasn't a problem since it turns out that Goreme is a central backpacker location, every back packer who wants to see cappadocia stays there. So i dropped my bag and went to Zelve valley to climb up and see the rock houses. Unfortunatly it was Yom Kippur, and i was fasting so i nearly didn't make it back. I caught a ride with some stone massons back to goreme and spent the rest of the day sitting around writing and waiting for the sun to go down. After that i went and grabed a Kebab iskander, and then wandered into the local aussi bar for a couple of beers. The next day i caught a tour of cappadocia with a couple of aussies and brits, which was highly enjoyable. after that we all went out and drank untill an ungodly hour of the morning, especially since i had managed to book a nemerut tour the next day. Plus one of the innumeral dogs spent the night sleeping on my feet. all in all one of the best nights i spent in turkey. Which meant that i slept through a fair bit of the drive to Nemerute, with the exception of Karavanseri, which was heart wrenching. Everyone in the surounding village was despiratly poor. Our guide was really cool, and fairly knowledgable. so it was an uneventful day. i spent most of it talking to a canadian couple, since we both worked in healthcare. The problem with seeing mnt nemerut and nemerut dagi is that you have to wake up at 3 to get up to the top of the mountain in time to see the sun rise. we where all fried by the time we came back to the hotel for breakfast. Where we were joined by a transplant from one of the other tours who was a state dpt. worker in the green zone of bahgdad. Not my favorite person, but not a bad person, she was just way too pushy about everything. Though talking to her was intresting. Anyways we headed down to the Syrian border and took in the sights along there. which was intresting but we couldn't take pictures since the whole areas a millitary zone. we also saw the cave where abraham was born and a pool of really impressive carp which has some religouse story attached to it which i cannot remeber at the moment. Basically the carp where cursed and never should be caught or eaten... MMMM well fed easily caught fishys didn't taste half bad. spent the night walking around the city with the canadians and a pair of aussies who work in cambodia. despite one kids piss poor attempt to pickpocket me it was enjoyable. We had to get up the next moring at the more reasonable hour of 7, but even so the entire ride back felt dead since everyone was exhuasted. To make matters worse i found out that i couldn't get a direct bus to safranbolo, and had to catch a midnight bus to Ankara (Which is a really ugly city). i was so exhuasted that i needed to catch an hours sleep on one of the benchs in the otogar there before i could catch the bus to safranbolo. Safranbolo was a hole, world hearitage site or not, it was not really worth spending an entire day there. But i managed to find lodgeings for the night and then explored the town. the next day i caught a bus to the black sea and then back again. it really wasn't worth the trip. The entire area seems to be turkeys industrail heartland and it shows. so i picked up my pack and headed back to istambul. A humourse bus journey which was interupted when the bus hit a flock of sheep, it took three hours to sort out and because of that i nearly missed my plain hom. all in all a great, if mindbogglingly exhausting trip. Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: Dixie Chicks - traveling solger (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, October 1st, 2007
10:04 am	Back in the states. Sob. Full trip report to follow when i get enough time to type it up and get my thoughts sorted Current Mood: distressed (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 12th, 2007
9:08 am	Read todays questionable comment... Oh god DOra is soooo me, its frakin hysterical Current Mood: amused (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 7th, 2007
5:52 pm	Home Okay... so i've been living in an apartment for a couple of months now, and before that gils house, and before that the dorms, and before that well... its best that we just don't get into that. Anyways, i did something the other day that made me stop and think. I called my apartment home. Not something i have done before, I always called it; the apartment, my apartment, Shite hole, or the slum where i sleep. But, i kinda realised something, its actually become a home to me. Current Mood: amused Current Music: The dixie chicks - Traveling solgier (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, August 20th, 2007
12:40 pm	Random update Long weekend. Exceedingly tired. Need to find a way to make alcohol work better on my system since i drank a redickulas amount this weekend and only got mildy nausuas and a bit of a hangover without any of the fun bits. Something that has been happening to me with depressing regularity Current Mood: exhausted (Comment on this)
Friday, June 29th, 2007
5:13 pm	Amusment for you - or what happens when i forget about the large mass of dark clouds i saw Anyways, So last night was intresting. I decided, me being me and terminally bored, that it was a wonderful night for a bit of a ride. Went on a nice little five mile jaunt all over mount arie and then up the hill to the top of Chestnut hill with the prospect of a nice little rush as i sprinted down the hill again and a couple of books that i would enevitably pick up when i stopped at the top of the hill at borders because it was a nice treat and gave me time to get my breath back after trying to sprint straight up germantown avenue (for those of you who don't know the area its a bit uphill at times and i have a single speed trak/currier bike AKA no shifting so you do the entire run at the relitivly high gear ratio that its set to while avoiding the cars which want to push you onto the coblestones (which your skinny ass tyres hate) and being pushed into the trolly tracks (which your skinny assed tyres love so much that once they get caught in them they refuse to stop and try to commit sucide in) so all in all its kind of like russian rullette especially when you factor in idiot drivers, idiots getting out of there cars without looking, and idiots on bikes flying down the hill on the wrong side of the road going way too fast to stop... scrap that russain rullette seems a touch safer)Well anyways i have a nice ride looped around the neihborhood, found the local bike shop (finally) and generally putzed around a bit of time before takleing the hill. Anyways, i get to the top of the hill, lock my bike up and spend a couple of minutes looking around borders (Okay so anyone who knows me at all is now holding in the inevitable "LOOKING!?!?! When have you made it into and out of a book shop without buying half of it?"... which i resent, It was only five or six books, the rest of the shop was either boring (there fiction section) already owned and or read and dissmissed by me (there sci fi section ... Yuck, can't they have anything decent there?) or bad/overpriced (history section why do you hate me soooooooo!) so anways i pay for my purchases and walk out the door... Into a monsoon style rain storm. Now heres where it gets intresting, in order to avoid being hit intentionally on Germantown there is only a foot and a half strip of good paving which you can take without being in the middle of the road. Its bordered on one side by cobblestones and on the other by a nice section of trolly trackage. Since i figured that the rain wasn't letting up anytime soon (i was right since it was still kinda sorta raining when i left for work this morning) I decided to say fuck it and dive straight in... except that about halfway down the hill i relize that A) I'm out of Cigarrets which i need to go to WaWa to get and B) while i'm there i really should look into getting som more milk since i drank the last of mine a couple of days ago and haven't gotten around to replacing it yet. So i slamm on my brakes skidd through the turn, and hit up the nearest WaWa. Anyways, so i end up flying down G-town Ave with a bag of books hanging off one arm, and a bag with milk and cigs hanging off the other arm, in the middle of a driving rain storm, on a one and a half foot of concrete strip which i couldn't get away from. I rather enjoyed myself... even if the arm i used to hold the books is rather sore today... and That sure as hell was not what i was expecting when i set off on my short little journey. i'm also sure that every motorist who had to deal with me will be cursing my name to all the gods for all eternity. Which reminds me... I need more beer for the apartment. Dammit, well at least i don't have to throw that on a bike. Current Mood: amused Current Music: Tom Lhear - Massocists tango (Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 13th, 2007
9:34 am	Car Okay.. its officail Lilly is dead. She was a good car and did her job right up until the end. Even mannaged to protect me when the accident happened. She wasn't the biggest, fastest, or even the coolest thing on the road, but she was one of the few cars that young who had developed a personality. I'm going to the shop today to sign over the title to the insurance company... I think i might have to cry. Current Mood: sad Current Music: BBC world service (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, June 11th, 2007
3:52 pm	moved I moved yesterday. Now living in mnt. arie (Definatly sp)... In other news i find out today weather my car is dead or there is any hope for resurection. Current Music: Pink- You and your hand (Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 8th, 2007
5:40 pm	So, Last night while having a night cap i had the misfortune of seeing a part of some "news" tv show called the 700 club. Dear god, How the hell have they not been thrown off the air for lying to the public? Current Mood: confused (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 24th, 2007
1:24 am	short form fic he sits with his back towards the dusty ruin listening to the leaders pronouncements upon the bars one working radio. Its shouting now of the joy of serving a nation... the after life in heaven. He spits onto the dirt floor and raises his glass. "more shit commin down eh?" the barkeepers hands shake as he refills the broken glass. "no more then usual... Shits been flying since '12. Probably before that not that you'd notice though" "Truth. Was a golden age then." The bar keep sighs and sits on the three legged chair. "Nah, gilded age. Like this one better." "Iffin that was gilt, whatever the fuck that means, whats this one?" The barkeeps old. Should have been old enough to know better, but the dear leader killed everyone who he could get his grubby little paws on who had any shred of a decent education. Those that are left are the scum of the earth, or as ignorant as can be. He ponders this for a few moments. Remebering back to when books where plentiful and sought after. To when things weren't so fucked. "The age of blue steal. The age of the barrell of a gun" He taps his Ak with this pronouncment. "truth. Though i miss the old days." The barkeep huals himself to his feet, "Atta least then i could get some shit for my acheing joints" "Fucked if it matters now." "aye theres the truth" "You said they would be here." "and they will be." "Tu dit, mais jen cet pas." "What did you say?" "Rein, toute le temp je dit rien." Current Mood: blank (Comment on this)
Friday, April 20th, 2007
5:04 pm	Movie MEM So i stole this from Bonita :-p and we all know that i don't have a life so its more of an excersize in counting my geekyness then anything else. (X) Rocky Horror Picture Show (X) Grease (X) Pirates of the Caribbean (X) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest (X) Boondock Saints (X) Fight Club (X) Starsky and Hutch (X) Neverending Story (X) Blazing Saddles (X ) Airplane Total: 10 (X) The Princess Bride (X) AnchorMan (X) Napoleon Dynamite (X) Labyrinth () Saw () Saw II () White Noise (X) White Oleander (X) Anger Management (X) 50 First Dates (X) The Princess Diaries () The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement Total so far: 18 () Scream () Scream 2 () Scream 3 () Scary Movie () Scary Movie 2 () Scary Movie 3 () Scary Movie 4 (X) American Pie (X) American Pie 2 (X) American Wedding () American Pie Band Camp Total so far: 21 (X) Harry Potter 1 (X) Harry Potter 2 (X) Harry Potter 3 (X) Harry Potter 4 (X) Resident Evil 1 () Resident Evil 2 (X) The Wedding Singer () Little Black Book () The Village () Lilo & Stitch Total so far: 27 (X) Finding Nemo () Finding Neverland (X) Signs (X) The Grinch () Texas Chainsaw Massacre () Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning () White Chicks () Butterfly Effect () 13 Going on 30 (X) I, Robot (X) Robots Total so far: 32 (X) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story (X) Universal Soldier (X) Lemony Snicket's A Series Of Unfortunate Events (X) Along Came Polly (X) Deep Impact (X) KingPin (X) Never Been Kissed (X) Meet The Parents (X) Meet the Fockers (X) Eight Crazy Nights () Joe Dirt (X) KING KONG Total so far: 43 (X) A Cinderella Story (X) The Terminal () The Lizzie McGuire Movie () Passport to Paris (X) Dumb & Dumber () Dumber & Dumberer (X) Final Destination (X) Final Destination 2 (X) Final Destination 3 (X) Halloween (X) The Ring () The Ring 2 ( ) Surviving X-MAS () Flubber Total so far: 51 (X) Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle (X) Practical Magic (X)Chicago (X)Ghost Ship (X) From Hell (X) Hellboy (X) Secret Window (X) I Am Sam (X) The Whole Nine Yards (X) The Whole Ten Yards Total so far: 61 (X) The Day After Tomorrow () Child's Play () Seed of Chucky () Bride of Chucky (X) Ten Things I Hate About You (X) Just Married () Gothika (X) Nightmare on Elm Street (X) Sixteen Candles (X) Remember the Titans () Coach Carter () The Grudge () The Grudge 2 (X) The Mask (X) Son Of The Mask Total so far: 69 (X) Bad Boys (X) Bad Boys 2 () Joy Ride () Lucky Number Sleven (X) Ocean's Eleven (X) Ocean's Twelve (X) Bourne Identity (X) Bourne Supremecy (X) Lone Star (X) Bedazzled (X) Predator I (X) Predator II (X) The Fog (X) Ice Age () Ice Age 2: The Meltdown (X) Curious George Total so far: 82 (X) Independence Day (X) Cujo () A Bronx Tale () Darkness Falls () Christine (X) ET (X) Children of the Corn (X) My Bosses Daughter (X) Maid in Manhattan (X) War of the Worlds (X) Rush Hour (X) Rush Hour 2 Total so far: 91 () Best Bet () How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days (X) She's All That (X) Calendar Girls (X) Sideways (X) Mars Attacks (X) Event Horizon () Ever After (X) Wizard of Oz (X) Forrest Gump (X) Big Trouble in Little China (X) The Terminator (X) The Terminator 2 (X) The Terminator 3 Total so far: 102 (X) X-Men (X) X2 (X) X-3 (X) Spider-Man (X) Spider-Man 2 () Sky High () Jeepers Creepers () Jeepers Creepers 2 (X) Catch Me If You Can (X) The Little Mermaid () Freaky Friday (X) Reign of Fire (X) The Skulls (X) Cruel Intentions (X) Cruel Intentions 2 () The Hot Chick (X) Shrek (X) Shrek 2 Total so far: 115 (X) Swimfan (X) Miracle on 34th street (X) Old School () The Notebook (X) K-Pax (X) Krippendorf's Tribe (X) A Walk to Remember () Ice Castles () Boogeyman (X) The 40-year-old-virgin Total so far: 121 (X) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring (X) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers (X) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King (X) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark (X) Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (X) Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade Total so far: 127! (X) Baseketball () Hostel () Waiting for Guffman (X) House of 1000 Corpses (X) Devils Rejects (X) Elf (X) Highlander (X) Mothman Prophecies (X) American History X ( ) Three Total so Far: 134 (X) The Jacket (X) Kung Fu Hustle (X) Shaolin Soccer (X) Night Watch (X) Monsters Inc. (X) Titanic (X) Monty Python and the Holy Grail (X) Shaun Of the Dead (X) Willard Total so far: 143 () High Tension (X) Club Dread (X) Hulk (X) Dawn Of the Dead (X) Hook (X) Chronicle Of Narnia The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe (X) 28 days later (X) Orgazmo () Phantasm (X)Waterworld Total so far: 151 (X) Kill Bill vol 1 (X) Kill Bill vol 2 (X) Mortal Kombat (X) Wolf Creek (X) Kingdom of Heaven (X) the Hills Have Eyes () I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman (X) The Last House on the Left (X) Re-Animator (X) Army of Darkness Total so far: 160 (X) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace (X) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones (X) Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith (X) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope (X) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back (X) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi (X) Ewoks Caravan Of Courage (X) Ewoks The Battle For Endor Total so far: 168 (X) The Matrix (X) The Matrix Reloaded (X) The Matrix Revolutions (X) Animatrix (X) Evil Dead (X) Evil Dead 2 (X) Team America: World Police (X) Red Dragon (X) Silence of the Lambs (X) Hannibal Total so far: 178 178... thank good there where no Hong kong action movies on this list :-p Current Mood: amused (Comment on this)
Thursday, April 12th, 2007
6:13 pm	YOU STOLE MY ELEPHANT!!!! Current Mood: amused (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, April 9th, 2007
5:49 pm	several points. 1. Friday was great. Thuroughly enjoyed the relaxed banter and drinking that occured. 2. Remind me to buy a portably south african car alarm for when i travel to that i don't get chased out of lanes by huge assed trucks, oh and fuckwitts who don't know not to cut people off. 3. Family is asking about my dating life... 4. Firday is VNV. YAYS! 5. Saturday will be in DC. Current Mood: aggravated (1 Comment |Comment on this)