Sunday, March 26, 2006
my momma didn't raise no fool
i'm not big into conspiracy theories. i think that, obviously, there is something too sinister and paranoid about them.
but "you're not paranoid if they are after you" seems to say it all.
having studied politics, i find that i have my reservations. but being in philosophy and taking logic, that rational part of me likes to take over. however, as much as i'm not a believer in conspiracies, i do believe that there are elites and that they will do what they have to to keep the power that they have, and to attain more power (sounds like a conspiracy theory to me).
here's what i do know (in summary):
1. there is no real "war" on drugs.
2. pot is not a drug.
3. diana did not die b/c the car randomly and by accident crashed into some beams.
4. the govn't does not want the masses to be educated b/c then they would have to
answer to them.
5. cancer is curable. there's just more money in us dying.
6. pharmaceutical companies own 70% of everything.
7. there is no real information getting out thru the media.
8. they want you to shop and consume yourself in trivial things so that you're too
busy wondering about the stuff that matters.
9. lee harvey oswald did not kill kennedy.
10. don't get me started on 911. bush and his friends are making a lot of money.
ok, there are so many more that this would take days. and since i'm convinced that they are watching me and are tracking me, i don't want to be on my computer for too long.
what am i trying to say?
life is too short. yes there are probably sinister things happening everywhere around you. don't take things so seriously. cause, in the end, if the govn't want to do all this, they probably do it well by now, and you are likely never to learn the truth anyway.
but "you're not paranoid if they are after you" seems to say it all.
having studied politics, i find that i have my reservations. but being in philosophy and taking logic, that rational part of me likes to take over. however, as much as i'm not a believer in conspiracies, i do believe that there are elites and that they will do what they have to to keep the power that they have, and to attain more power (sounds like a conspiracy theory to me).
here's what i do know (in summary):
1. there is no real "war" on drugs.
2. pot is not a drug.
3. diana did not die b/c the car randomly and by accident crashed into some beams.
4. the govn't does not want the masses to be educated b/c then they would have to
answer to them.
5. cancer is curable. there's just more money in us dying.
6. pharmaceutical companies own 70% of everything.
7. there is no real information getting out thru the media.
8. they want you to shop and consume yourself in trivial things so that you're too
busy wondering about the stuff that matters.
9. lee harvey oswald did not kill kennedy.
10. don't get me started on 911. bush and his friends are making a lot of money.
ok, there are so many more that this would take days. and since i'm convinced that they are watching me and are tracking me, i don't want to be on my computer for too long.
what am i trying to say?
life is too short. yes there are probably sinister things happening everywhere around you. don't take things so seriously. cause, in the end, if the govn't want to do all this, they probably do it well by now, and you are likely never to learn the truth anyway.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
the more it smells like ass, the better it is
i was watching "the daily show" and j.stewart had on a guy named mendelbaum (or something). he wrote a book called "a case for goliath". and he actually said the words (may not be word for word) "america is the global good". i'm not kidding. he was making a case for why 'goliath' was a good guy, and how positive it was that they were involved in everyone's business. ok, hands up if you have something contrary to say about this. basically, the guy is saying "we're doing so many great things, and poor us.. we're not doing anything wrong, others just need to blame us and use us as scapegoats so that they can distract away from their own deficiencies. if we were so bad then ppl would rise up against us". dude, i think the words 'delusions of grandeur' and 'kiss ass' come to mind... oh, and 'mind your own business' too. the fact is, just like goliath, people will take it and take it b/c they're afraid of goliath stomping on them, but one day, others will start to see that goliath is becoming an egomanic, and will also bring him down. it's happened quite a few times in history.
i have so many thoughts that i can't even get into it. its just too ridiculous and self serving. any time you call someone goliath, or you compare something to goliath, you are, by definition admitting that its the big evil overpowering presence trying to take out the little guy. arg.
i have so many thoughts that i can't even get into it. its just too ridiculous and self serving. any time you call someone goliath, or you compare something to goliath, you are, by definition admitting that its the big evil overpowering presence trying to take out the little guy. arg.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
partys on me
just to inform you all, i've hit the jackpot. i'm coming into some real hard dough. and the following will explain. just to let you know, i've already called emailed him back with my full name, address, and private cell phone and fax. i thought i'd also throw i my credit card info and social insurance number just to speed things up:
dear friend,
i am Mr. B.S., deputy senior regional manager at lloyds tsb commercial finance in yorkshire. i have urgent and very confidential business proposition for you. on june 6, 2000, mr. b. k. made a numbered time (fixed) deposit for forty-eight months, (being four years) valued at us$40,000,000.00, (forty million, dollars) in my branch.
upon maturity, i sent a routine notification to his forwarding address but got no reply. after a month, we sent a reminder and finally we discovered from his employers, that mr. barry kelly died from tsunami on his holidays in thailand 26 december 2004. on further investigation, i found out that he died without making a will and all attempts to trace his next of kin were fruitless.i therefore made further investigation and discovered that mr. b did not declare any kin or relations in all his official documents, including his bank deposit paperwork in my bank. this sum of us$40,000,000 has carefully been moved out of my bank to a security company for safekeeping. no one will ever come forward to claim it. according to british law, at the expiration of (three) years, the money will revert to the ownership of the british government if nobody applies to claim the fund. consequently, my proposal is that i like you to stand in as the owner of the money i deposited it in a security company in two trunk boxes though the security company does not know the contents of the boxes as i tagged them to be photographic materials for export. i am writing you because i as a public servant (manager with the bank), i cannot operate a foreign account or have an account that is more than $1m. i want to present you as the owner of the boxes in the security company so you can be able to claim them with th help of my attorney. this is simple. i will like you to provide immediately your full names and address so that the attorney will prepare the necessary documents which will put you in place as the as the owner of the boxes.
the money will be moved out for us to share in the ratio of 70% for me and 30% for you. there is no risk at all as all the paperwork for this transaction will be done by the attorney and this will guarantees the successful execution of this transaction.
if you are interested, please reply immediately via my email address upon your response, i shall then provide you with more details and relevant documents that will help you understand the transaction. please observe utmost confidentiality, and rest assured that this transaction would be most profitable for both of us because i shall require your assistance to invest my share in (buying of properties like houses, hotels and doing charity works etc).
please do send me your private/mobile telephone fax number so that we can have a smooth communication. (as received per spam from mr.b.s)
dear friend,
i am Mr. B.S., deputy senior regional manager at lloyds tsb commercial finance in yorkshire. i have urgent and very confidential business proposition for you. on june 6, 2000, mr. b. k. made a numbered time (fixed) deposit for forty-eight months, (being four years) valued at us$40,000,000.00, (forty million, dollars) in my branch.
upon maturity, i sent a routine notification to his forwarding address but got no reply. after a month, we sent a reminder and finally we discovered from his employers, that mr. barry kelly died from tsunami on his holidays in thailand 26 december 2004. on further investigation, i found out that he died without making a will and all attempts to trace his next of kin were fruitless.i therefore made further investigation and discovered that mr. b did not declare any kin or relations in all his official documents, including his bank deposit paperwork in my bank. this sum of us$40,000,000 has carefully been moved out of my bank to a security company for safekeeping. no one will ever come forward to claim it. according to british law, at the expiration of (three) years, the money will revert to the ownership of the british government if nobody applies to claim the fund. consequently, my proposal is that i like you to stand in as the owner of the money i deposited it in a security company in two trunk boxes though the security company does not know the contents of the boxes as i tagged them to be photographic materials for export. i am writing you because i as a public servant (manager with the bank), i cannot operate a foreign account or have an account that is more than $1m. i want to present you as the owner of the boxes in the security company so you can be able to claim them with th help of my attorney. this is simple. i will like you to provide immediately your full names and address so that the attorney will prepare the necessary documents which will put you in place as the as the owner of the boxes.
the money will be moved out for us to share in the ratio of 70% for me and 30% for you. there is no risk at all as all the paperwork for this transaction will be done by the attorney and this will guarantees the successful execution of this transaction.
if you are interested, please reply immediately via my email address upon your response, i shall then provide you with more details and relevant documents that will help you understand the transaction. please observe utmost confidentiality, and rest assured that this transaction would be most profitable for both of us because i shall require your assistance to invest my share in (buying of properties like houses, hotels and doing charity works etc).
please do send me your private/mobile telephone fax number so that we can have a smooth communication. (as received per spam from mr.b.s)
Monday, March 20, 2006
Get Aways By the Stupid
tell me something. or rather, explain it to me. you stop at a gas station, store, what have you. and you see a fire truck. one of those huge trucks that are bright and red and pretty obvious. not something that would be considered to blend in with its surroundings.
would one of your first thoughts be to hijack the thing and make a run for it? i'm thinking no. or, hey, i'm hoping that you're thinking no.
but that is what stupid people do. take stupid guy of the day # 1. he decided that he wants to steal a car, but not just any car - yup - a very obvious fire truck. what in god's name was he thinking. and lets just think this thru. lets say the guy did get away with it (which he didn't b/c apparently its hard to drive one of those things, and he was swirving on the road, and for one reason or another ended up in a ditch), what was he thinking of doing with it?
maybe it was just a case of the boy who wanted to be a firefighter when he was a boy and never grew out of it. i doubt it, i'm thinking that another village is missing an idiot. and now, the jail has that idiot. and think of that conversation between jailmates: "dude, i'm in here for armed robbery. what are you here for?" "stealing a firetruck". can you say pappa need a new wife?
would one of your first thoughts be to hijack the thing and make a run for it? i'm thinking no. or, hey, i'm hoping that you're thinking no.
but that is what stupid people do. take stupid guy of the day # 1. he decided that he wants to steal a car, but not just any car - yup - a very obvious fire truck. what in god's name was he thinking. and lets just think this thru. lets say the guy did get away with it (which he didn't b/c apparently its hard to drive one of those things, and he was swirving on the road, and for one reason or another ended up in a ditch), what was he thinking of doing with it?
maybe it was just a case of the boy who wanted to be a firefighter when he was a boy and never grew out of it. i doubt it, i'm thinking that another village is missing an idiot. and now, the jail has that idiot. and think of that conversation between jailmates: "dude, i'm in here for armed robbery. what are you here for?" "stealing a firetruck". can you say pappa need a new wife?
Thursday, March 16, 2006
traffic fun
i know that you have somewhere really important to be, we all do. that's why we're all stuck in traffic together. its not fun. its probably the last place any of us want to be.
i realize that you're already pissed off b/c you had to get up early, you probably haven't had your coffee, and in the hour and a half that you've been awake, a hundred little annoying things have already happened.
and looking at you, one of them was your hair.
i get that. i understand it. that's happened to me too. but: first of all, i'm in the intersection. and there are cars in front, back, and both sides of me. i can't go anywhere. this is not the place to try to bud in front of me. you have now attempted to cut me off. yes, YOU have come about 10 inches from the right front of my car. so, if you can't understand, that means that you are cutting me off and you are in the wrong. so, logically, you should not be honking at me. i should be honking at you. second of all, and this is the particularily disgusting part. in no situation do you or should you look at me, make a gun symbol with your fingers, and mouth the word "boom" while similating the trigger pulling of the gun.
jesus, how vile. if i wasn't so shocked, i would have written down your license plate number. and trust me, i could have reported you. do you really want that on your record? that you threatened someone b/c you were frustrated in traffic. take control of yourself.
i realize that you're already pissed off b/c you had to get up early, you probably haven't had your coffee, and in the hour and a half that you've been awake, a hundred little annoying things have already happened.
and looking at you, one of them was your hair.
i get that. i understand it. that's happened to me too. but: first of all, i'm in the intersection. and there are cars in front, back, and both sides of me. i can't go anywhere. this is not the place to try to bud in front of me. you have now attempted to cut me off. yes, YOU have come about 10 inches from the right front of my car. so, if you can't understand, that means that you are cutting me off and you are in the wrong. so, logically, you should not be honking at me. i should be honking at you. second of all, and this is the particularily disgusting part. in no situation do you or should you look at me, make a gun symbol with your fingers, and mouth the word "boom" while similating the trigger pulling of the gun.
jesus, how vile. if i wasn't so shocked, i would have written down your license plate number. and trust me, i could have reported you. do you really want that on your record? that you threatened someone b/c you were frustrated in traffic. take control of yourself.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
men in uniform
if you are a strong liberal (read treehugger) you did not want to be downtown toronto today. and for anyone that may be confused about which side of the political spectrum toronto swings of, trust me, today would have made it very clear.
take a lot at the pics. i know they're not very good, but i was caught off guard, and all i had was my cell phone, which is all scratched up and the camera wasn't that great to start with. but it'll give you an idea of the situation.
there was an anti-poverty protest in downtown toronto today. not huge, but enough that there were like 30 police in full out armour out on the street creating a human chain. pretty intense.
and walking down the street was a group of protestors shouting about poverty, and homelessness and welfare. and there were observers. plenty of them since it was lunch time. and let me tell you, if i didn't know that the core of toronto was mostly conservative when it comes to welfare issues, i know it now. people were talking amongst themselves telling the protesters that if they didn't want to be hungry b/c they weren't receiving enough money on welfare, that they should get to work. and other similar comments. now, anyone that knows my personal views will think that i was right at home. and you wouldn't be wrong. the only point in this post is that i didn't expect it. i know i'm a block from bay street (the wealth capital of toronto) and that most of the people that i interact with are professionals like lawyers and brockers, so their comments make sense. but i always thought that despite that, torontonians were a lot more liberal.
i think those days are gone. we're getting jaded. bitter. we're paying taxes out of our yin-yangs and we're sick of it. so when welfare recipients want more of our money, which we have to work 9 and 10 hours a day for, its not much of a surprise that we're not going to have that much sympathy.
and how shallow am i that when i am almost in the middle of an anti-poverty rally, all i can think about is how hot the cops look in their full out metal jackets. yummmm.
p.s. FYI for next time. if you want to have a rally, and you want support for your cause, think about your audience. queen streeet would probably have been a much better choice. bay street and king/yonge, not so much.
take a lot at the pics. i know they're not very good, but i was caught off guard, and all i had was my cell phone, which is all scratched up and the camera wasn't that great to start with. but it'll give you an idea of the situation.
there was an anti-poverty protest in downtown toronto today. not huge, but enough that there were like 30 police in full out armour out on the street creating a human chain. pretty intense.
and walking down the street was a group of protestors shouting about poverty, and homelessness and welfare. and there were observers. plenty of them since it was lunch time. and let me tell you, if i didn't know that the core of toronto was mostly conservative when it comes to welfare issues, i know it now. people were talking amongst themselves telling the protesters that if they didn't want to be hungry b/c they weren't receiving enough money on welfare, that they should get to work. and other similar comments. now, anyone that knows my personal views will think that i was right at home. and you wouldn't be wrong. the only point in this post is that i didn't expect it. i know i'm a block from bay street (the wealth capital of toronto) and that most of the people that i interact with are professionals like lawyers and brockers, so their comments make sense. but i always thought that despite that, torontonians were a lot more liberal.
i think those days are gone. we're getting jaded. bitter. we're paying taxes out of our yin-yangs and we're sick of it. so when welfare recipients want more of our money, which we have to work 9 and 10 hours a day for, its not much of a surprise that we're not going to have that much sympathy.
and how shallow am i that when i am almost in the middle of an anti-poverty rally, all i can think about is how hot the cops look in their full out metal jackets. yummmm.
p.s. FYI for next time. if you want to have a rally, and you want support for your cause, think about your audience. queen streeet would probably have been a much better choice. bay street and king/yonge, not so much.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
My Life as told through bumper stickers
anti-bush; cows may come and cows may go but the bull in this place goes on forever; danger, explosive personality, keep out; i just can't fix stupid; be sure brain is in gear before engaging mouth; the only bush i trust is my own; fully dysfunctional; when life gives you lemons ask for some tequila and salt; what part of get the hell away from me don't you understand; i don't feel nurturing today; you must have mistaken me for a therapist; i've never killed a man but i've met many an obituary with pleasure; an erection is not considered personal growth; ginger rogers did evreything fred astaire did but backwards and in heels; don't believe everything you think; sorry i missed church, i've been busy practicing witchcraft and becoming a lesbian; i'm having a blonde moment; beauty is in the eye of the beer holder; there can't be a crisis today, my schedule is full; time is never wasted when you're wasted all the time; don't piss me off, i'm running out of places to hide the bodies; if idiots could fly this place would be an airport; sarcasm is just one more service i offer; well, this day was a total waste of makeup; destined to be an old woman with cats; i'm flexible, just don't change anything; if we really learned from our mistakes, i'm be a fucking genius by now; no coffee, no workee; freedom isn't free, in fact, you have to be really rich; the vastness of time and space, and i ended up here?; just b/c noone understand you doesn't mean you're a genius;
god, there are so many others. but, here's something to consider. do i not have anything better to do with my time? i think the answer is clear.
god, there are so many others. but, here's something to consider. do i not have anything better to do with my time? i think the answer is clear.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
foe me peeps - gotta represent
we all know that the world is getting smaller and smaller every day. we're becoming more globalized (as good and/or as bad as that is), and international. we're starting to speak eachother's languages, and just understanding eachother.
yeah, right. no, i know that's not really true. but what is true is that my people are taking over. yup. there isn't just more and more of us, but our language is spreading. the polacks are taking over. and i can prove it.
i'm coming back from work the other day and on the truck in front of me, completely ghetto style, written into the dirt, is "kurva jedna". for anyone that doesn't know what this means, its a swear. but, if you were a pole, you'd also know that it could not have been written by a pole b/c its misspelled. and not just a mistake b/c i can't spell, but a serious misspell. there is no "v" in kurva, there's a "w". i'm telling ya, we're representing. we're moving in. we look just like most of you, so you can't tell us apart. its easy to infiltrate. mostly, you can tell us apart b/c we say "thanks god", but that's easy to unteach. we're becoming your neighbours, your co-workers, your friends. and we're buying your allegience. when we go anywhere, we bring stuff and we make great food.
soon, you'll be pronouncing all the letters in the words you speak, and you'll be doing whatever other stereotypical things we apparently do. don't be afraid. its good to be polish. we have so many great things to offer - culture, country, food, music, great strong swear words - pierogies.
yeah, right. no, i know that's not really true. but what is true is that my people are taking over. yup. there isn't just more and more of us, but our language is spreading. the polacks are taking over. and i can prove it.
i'm coming back from work the other day and on the truck in front of me, completely ghetto style, written into the dirt, is "kurva jedna". for anyone that doesn't know what this means, its a swear. but, if you were a pole, you'd also know that it could not have been written by a pole b/c its misspelled. and not just a mistake b/c i can't spell, but a serious misspell. there is no "v" in kurva, there's a "w". i'm telling ya, we're representing. we're moving in. we look just like most of you, so you can't tell us apart. its easy to infiltrate. mostly, you can tell us apart b/c we say "thanks god", but that's easy to unteach. we're becoming your neighbours, your co-workers, your friends. and we're buying your allegience. when we go anywhere, we bring stuff and we make great food.
soon, you'll be pronouncing all the letters in the words you speak, and you'll be doing whatever other stereotypical things we apparently do. don't be afraid. its good to be polish. we have so many great things to offer - culture, country, food, music, great strong swear words - pierogies.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
I Tried, but the 9 year old in me is taking over
There are times that i feel like a grown up, and there are times that i don't. today is a don't day.
let me explain. do you remember when you were young.... no, younger than that, when one of your close friends got into a fight with someone else, and even though you didn't know this other douche, excuse me, girl, you HATED her and everthing that she represented, just b/c she hurt your friend? if you're a girl reading this, i know you know what i mean, b/c every girl went thru this. we are not rational sometimes, and other times we will probably do something stupid and mean to our best friend, but nothing bonds stronger than an outsider hurting a friend.
so, that's what i went thru today. i have a friend who, for one reason or another, split from her significant other (more serious than just a boyfriend). and there is another girl involved in the story. you can probably guess how. so, i'm trying to be a grown up about this, and i'm trying to be open to this girl. but its just not happening. mind you, it doens't have to b/c this "other" girl means nothing to me. but i wanted to be the grown up. but that 9 year old petty, mean, vandictive, gossiping, spiteful little girl is just sneaking up on me. i find i am plotting little stories in my head of how to be in the same room with this girl (and the guy) and what i would do. of course, the 29 year old in me takes over before i do anything stupid; but still, what i wouldn't give to be able to let that 9 year old out for like 5 minutes. b/c as anyone that knows me can testify to, hell hath no fury like me out for blood.
let me explain. do you remember when you were young.... no, younger than that, when one of your close friends got into a fight with someone else, and even though you didn't know this other douche, excuse me, girl, you HATED her and everthing that she represented, just b/c she hurt your friend? if you're a girl reading this, i know you know what i mean, b/c every girl went thru this. we are not rational sometimes, and other times we will probably do something stupid and mean to our best friend, but nothing bonds stronger than an outsider hurting a friend.
so, that's what i went thru today. i have a friend who, for one reason or another, split from her significant other (more serious than just a boyfriend). and there is another girl involved in the story. you can probably guess how. so, i'm trying to be a grown up about this, and i'm trying to be open to this girl. but its just not happening. mind you, it doens't have to b/c this "other" girl means nothing to me. but i wanted to be the grown up. but that 9 year old petty, mean, vandictive, gossiping, spiteful little girl is just sneaking up on me. i find i am plotting little stories in my head of how to be in the same room with this girl (and the guy) and what i would do. of course, the 29 year old in me takes over before i do anything stupid; but still, what i wouldn't give to be able to let that 9 year old out for like 5 minutes. b/c as anyone that knows me can testify to, hell hath no fury like me out for blood.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
An alternative theme
hesitantly, i watched the oscars sunday night. not for the awards, or the dresses, or anything else but Jon Stewart. love him on the daily show, so naturally, i wanted to see him do this. obviously, its scripted and he has to do what the academy wants, so it wasn't his greatest performance. but still good.
ok, but here's what this is really about. the theme of the oscars last night was "back to glamour" (um, yeah, like the glamour ever went away). but that's not really what the theme should have been. the theme should really have been "shameless promotion".
seriously, if you saw it, you'd know what i mean. they first mentioned that box office sales were down, notably down (yey). then, the president of the academy came out and gave a speech about the greatness of movies, and how they can't really ever be appreciated on dvd or the small screen: "and i bet that no actore ever finished making a movie and said 'this'll look great on dvd'". seriously, almost word for word, that's what he said. and then they did a montage of great movie film clips and jake gyllenhaul (jake!!!!!) said (with a smirk and quick laugh mind you) that these epic movies could never be enjoyed fully on a portable dvd player.
get over yourselves. box office sales are down not b/c people don't like the movies (well, that's my opinion) but b/c of other reasons. i don't go to movies b/c it's so much less annoying and so much cheaper to just rent it at the comfort of my own home. and if i go out with someone, i'd rather engage them in some catching up and conversation rather than sit in a dark room for hours. you want box office sales to go up, deal with why they're down, don't just shamefully try to suggest how we just don't know what we're missing. we do, and its not much.
yeah, and i really feel that bad about the money that they aren't making. i hear violins in the background. those poor starving artists. my god, they'll have to cut their fees from $20 million a picture to $10 million. good god, who can live on $20 million a picture. times like two movies a year, that's only $20 million that they make a year. impossible to live on, i understand.
oh, and they also mentioned the "pirating" issue. not very well, and i'm glad it was just a random comment. SHAMELESS.
ok, but here's what this is really about. the theme of the oscars last night was "back to glamour" (um, yeah, like the glamour ever went away). but that's not really what the theme should have been. the theme should really have been "shameless promotion".
seriously, if you saw it, you'd know what i mean. they first mentioned that box office sales were down, notably down (yey). then, the president of the academy came out and gave a speech about the greatness of movies, and how they can't really ever be appreciated on dvd or the small screen: "and i bet that no actore ever finished making a movie and said 'this'll look great on dvd'". seriously, almost word for word, that's what he said. and then they did a montage of great movie film clips and jake gyllenhaul (jake!!!!!) said (with a smirk and quick laugh mind you) that these epic movies could never be enjoyed fully on a portable dvd player.
get over yourselves. box office sales are down not b/c people don't like the movies (well, that's my opinion) but b/c of other reasons. i don't go to movies b/c it's so much less annoying and so much cheaper to just rent it at the comfort of my own home. and if i go out with someone, i'd rather engage them in some catching up and conversation rather than sit in a dark room for hours. you want box office sales to go up, deal with why they're down, don't just shamefully try to suggest how we just don't know what we're missing. we do, and its not much.
yeah, and i really feel that bad about the money that they aren't making. i hear violins in the background. those poor starving artists. my god, they'll have to cut their fees from $20 million a picture to $10 million. good god, who can live on $20 million a picture. times like two movies a year, that's only $20 million that they make a year. impossible to live on, i understand.
oh, and they also mentioned the "pirating" issue. not very well, and i'm glad it was just a random comment. SHAMELESS.
Some Things are worth the annoyances
Kelly and I went to the Bedouin Soundclash concert at the Docks last night. Great show. These boys really know how to have a party. one of the open acts, a DJ from San Francisco named Mike Relm was awesome.
he did some amazing spinning, and his visuals were cool. just a great great dj. up until now i didn't really understand the appeal to go see a DJ spin. now i completely understand. his show alone was worth the price of the tickets.
then bedouin. they are great in concert. sometimes you wonder if its worth going b/c some artists suck live-these guys do not suck live. go see them if they come around.
some annoyances were: it was general admission so that always bites; teeny boppers; people shoving; people stepping on you; crowds in general; understand once and for all what it feels like to be cattle; people smoking cheap pot (hint: if you're going to smoke it, get the good stuff that doesn't reek and make others, namely ME, sick).
but despite all that, and the fact that we got there for when doors opened, before 7pm and bedouin came on at 11:30pm (yeah, don't get me started), it was still well worth it.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
can you imagine...
my mom bought a sports car. yup, you heard me right. my mom... a very conservative, tasteful but a little old fashioned mom (gotta love her) bought a cute little bright red, tinted window, cd player, hyundai sports car.
its just so cute. i mean, i see the car, and i see some gino kid driving it. not my mom.
and what's cuter still, is that she didn't even know that it was a sports car. mom's are so cute. and here's the difference with men and women. an older guy would buy that car and you would be thinking (i know you're thinking it).... midlife crisis. a woman in her prime buys it, and you think "oh, so cute, you bought a sports car."
gotta admit it, when i say it, i giggled a little. good for you mom.
its just so cute. i mean, i see the car, and i see some gino kid driving it. not my mom.
and what's cuter still, is that she didn't even know that it was a sports car. mom's are so cute. and here's the difference with men and women. an older guy would buy that car and you would be thinking (i know you're thinking it).... midlife crisis. a woman in her prime buys it, and you think "oh, so cute, you bought a sports car."
gotta admit it, when i say it, i giggled a little. good for you mom.
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