So today I was feeling like I needed to get some content on here just for the sake of not taking a year off again and so on and so forth, yet there was really nothing of any signifgance that I wanted to vent about, and although there is nothing wrong with shit going well in my life, it just doesn't bring out the angry humour in which I pride myself so much in.
So I figured I would search the internet for some inspiration to find something that was either funny itself or instilled a sense of rage in me. I believe I ended up with the first one right now, but the flashback to my youth that it sends me on may end up in a good old angry rant where nobody wins.
Now to avoid starting a third paragraph off with so, I wen't to the lovley website known as youtube, or as that inbred coke fiend George W. Bush calls it, "the youtube". Not really knowing what would inspire me I type in ridiculous into the serach bar and the first thing that comes up is this gem.
Now that video on it's own probably wouldn't do much for most people I know, maybe amusing to some 14 year old, or small dicked scum bags that hit their girlfriends throw all their money into some garbage import car and then get max drunk and wrap it around a tree.
HOWEVER for me it immediatley had alarm bells going off in my mind, because this lame video totally reminded me of what is possibly, ok not even possibly, definitley the greatest commercial in the history of the world. Which you will be able to witness below in all it's glory.
NOW THAT.... is ridiculous. It's also a reminder of simpler times getting up early to watch cartoons and Popular Mechanics for Kids, because even though you were too young to fully realize it, deep down you knew that Elisha Cuthbert was someone that one day you would most definitley want to throw it too. Also you were king shit because you had a Nintendo 64 and no one else did. And although 64 is awesome you weren't as much as a fucking papsmear as this little fuck.
PEACE
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Phil's V.I.P. = WTF
So I'm doubting unless I change my name to some celebrity double entendre with different spelling this blog will never really get outside of my circle of people for the most part, but.... just in case I will explain Phil's to those who might be unenlightened, before going onto the plethora of things that is wrong with Phil's having a VIP lounge.
Phil's is the shit, it's a somewhat dirty rather poorly lit, woobly chairs that don't match, peoples name written on the wall basement dive that rules harder than Nebuchanezzer did back in his hey day in Babylon. It's basically a house party in a bar, they've always had the cheapest drinks in the city and it attracts people despite the complete lack of conformity to mainstream music trends. Also it has the dirtiest bathrooms in the world....
In a place where Jager flows like water and you check your ego before you check your coat, there is no reason for there to be a fucking V.I.P. back corner. Anyone who is a pompous enough ass to feel the need to V.I.P. in Kitchener Waterloo to begin with should be shot, maybe in Toronto where the shitty people to club/bar ratio facilitates the need to pay extra to get into a place and get served, the whole V.I.P. thing is somewhat understandable.
Phils is currently home to 2.25 drinks which were at 1.75 before the goverment mandate under section something really fucking gay said that you can't sell alcohol below 2 dollars, without tax. So anyways this awesome price on drinks has been the calling card of Phil's which brings in your hardcore partiers, and so on and so forth, also bringing about a general level of drunkeness that makes sure that anyone who's putting up a facade will see that crumble into a pool of alcohol enduced authenticness. This has led to crowd at the bar made up of generally sweet ass people like myself. There would always be the sprinkling of Paul Bernardo esque characters, or Pauly B's as my friends and I are apt to call them. These class acts had a lightbulb moment, that the drinks being pretty much half the price of anywhere else in town means they could buy a drink and strike out with twice as many girls, greatly increasing their odds of success.
If you're coming to Phil's in the first place you should be of the mental capacity that nobody is a V.I.P. least of all you, for a little perspective on that comment see M(ann)y Leggace post. If you're at Phils you're there because the sweet ass prices allow you to get way more bombed than you should ever get in a bar. And that the lack of attitude and posturing will drastically reduce your chances of having a douche encounter leading to you getting kicked out. If you're coming into this dirty fortress of debauchery you aren't doing it to sit on a leather couch and watch T.V. and check out the dance floor cam to see if it's worth you're oh so precious time to mingle with the commoners. The longest I've had to wait for a drink at Phil's is 5 minutes too so the dedicated waitress thing is hardly that much of an advantage.
In short V.I.P. at Phil's is like having a kid's play area, in the waiting room at an abortion clinic. They just don't go together.
oh and M.L.B's first contribution to the darkness awards are in the works... stay tuned if you're borderline racist or my friend.
Phil's is the shit, it's a somewhat dirty rather poorly lit, woobly chairs that don't match, peoples name written on the wall basement dive that rules harder than Nebuchanezzer did back in his hey day in Babylon. It's basically a house party in a bar, they've always had the cheapest drinks in the city and it attracts people despite the complete lack of conformity to mainstream music trends. Also it has the dirtiest bathrooms in the world....
In a place where Jager flows like water and you check your ego before you check your coat, there is no reason for there to be a fucking V.I.P. back corner. Anyone who is a pompous enough ass to feel the need to V.I.P. in Kitchener Waterloo to begin with should be shot, maybe in Toronto where the shitty people to club/bar ratio facilitates the need to pay extra to get into a place and get served, the whole V.I.P. thing is somewhat understandable.
Phils is currently home to 2.25 drinks which were at 1.75 before the goverment mandate under section something really fucking gay said that you can't sell alcohol below 2 dollars, without tax. So anyways this awesome price on drinks has been the calling card of Phil's which brings in your hardcore partiers, and so on and so forth, also bringing about a general level of drunkeness that makes sure that anyone who's putting up a facade will see that crumble into a pool of alcohol enduced authenticness. This has led to crowd at the bar made up of generally sweet ass people like myself. There would always be the sprinkling of Paul Bernardo esque characters, or Pauly B's as my friends and I are apt to call them. These class acts had a lightbulb moment, that the drinks being pretty much half the price of anywhere else in town means they could buy a drink and strike out with twice as many girls, greatly increasing their odds of success.
If you're coming to Phil's in the first place you should be of the mental capacity that nobody is a V.I.P. least of all you, for a little perspective on that comment see M(ann)y Leggace post. If you're at Phils you're there because the sweet ass prices allow you to get way more bombed than you should ever get in a bar. And that the lack of attitude and posturing will drastically reduce your chances of having a douche encounter leading to you getting kicked out. If you're coming into this dirty fortress of debauchery you aren't doing it to sit on a leather couch and watch T.V. and check out the dance floor cam to see if it's worth you're oh so precious time to mingle with the commoners. The longest I've had to wait for a drink at Phil's is 5 minutes too so the dedicated waitress thing is hardly that much of an advantage.
In short V.I.P. at Phil's is like having a kid's play area, in the waiting room at an abortion clinic. They just don't go together.
oh and M.L.B's first contribution to the darkness awards are in the works... stay tuned if you're borderline racist or my friend.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
My Chemical Romance
These guys need to just stop at life. As far as borderline talented punkesque sissy bands that write decent music go these guys were ok on their first to alubms. Then the fact that a bunch of 15-16 year olds, that wear girls pants regardless of their actual gender, were into them got to their head and they got some fucked up notion that they were serious musicians.
Then as seems to be the trend these days with closet homosexuals in the music industry, such as Mikka, they theived some of Queen's awesome music tried to integrate their own lack of talent into it. The result is a bastardization of what was once good into the musical equivlanet of a bastardized child who gets sodomized by his closet homo step dad when he comes home drunk on a friday night, and moms working overnight at the hospital. Then they take this horrible blasphemy of what was once incredible music, rip of their own shitty previous album, as well as other equally mediocre bands that put out marginally beter music before them and end up with the most derivitive horrible music imaginable.
What makes it the worst is that they take themselves super seriously when they do this shit. Apparently their last album was "a concept album". From what I've heard of the CD is the concept is their a bunch of fucking douche bags.
Like seriously did they all smoke a bunch of blunts, then each others bones before deciding, "lets write an album about when we were teenagers in the 80's and listened to Queen". And I seriously think someone needs to inform their lead singer that the thing his dad took him too with all his black friends is called a black train not a black parade.
So yeah if MCR would stop inflicting my ears with the auditory equivalent of a fucking dirty greenish brown turd that would be sweet.
And if you care enough to listen to The Black Parade, there are direct rip offs of every Queen guitar line ever, some Taking Back Sunday song, and that stupid song on MCR's last album about how he's not sure if he likes girls and that he's not ok. I would find the clips and cut them out and do all that hard work, but it seems like a big fucking waste of my time considering there is maybe 1 person who will read this.
Then as seems to be the trend these days with closet homosexuals in the music industry, such as Mikka, they theived some of Queen's awesome music tried to integrate their own lack of talent into it. The result is a bastardization of what was once good into the musical equivlanet of a bastardized child who gets sodomized by his closet homo step dad when he comes home drunk on a friday night, and moms working overnight at the hospital. Then they take this horrible blasphemy of what was once incredible music, rip of their own shitty previous album, as well as other equally mediocre bands that put out marginally beter music before them and end up with the most derivitive horrible music imaginable.
What makes it the worst is that they take themselves super seriously when they do this shit. Apparently their last album was "a concept album". From what I've heard of the CD is the concept is their a bunch of fucking douche bags.
Like seriously did they all smoke a bunch of blunts, then each others bones before deciding, "lets write an album about when we were teenagers in the 80's and listened to Queen". And I seriously think someone needs to inform their lead singer that the thing his dad took him too with all his black friends is called a black train not a black parade.
So yeah if MCR would stop inflicting my ears with the auditory equivalent of a fucking dirty greenish brown turd that would be sweet.
And if you care enough to listen to The Black Parade, there are direct rip offs of every Queen guitar line ever, some Taking Back Sunday song, and that stupid song on MCR's last album about how he's not sure if he likes girls and that he's not ok. I would find the clips and cut them out and do all that hard work, but it seems like a big fucking waste of my time considering there is maybe 1 person who will read this.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Reggie Evans
So I had put off writing this one as I was desperatley searching for a picture of him with his dirty fucking beard, but he looked so terrifying that I guess no one wanted to snap a photo of him with it. Anyways this dirty fucking beard of his makes him look like some black as night orc or some shit, which when added on to the fact that he'll grab onto a dudes meat hammer to get post poition is super niggerish.
Heres the fucking dirty violation of the white man previously mentioned as well as some quality Charles Barkley content who would win the loveable oaf nigger award.
The amount of intangible terrifying nigger presence this dude brings to the game can be best measured by the lack of everything else he brings to the game. He's a good rebounder, but, on fantasy sites and player profiles he is listed as having no offensive game.
Without photos of the beard this nominee doesn't hold up very well, but hey you got to watch some Charles.
Heres the fucking dirty violation of the white man previously mentioned as well as some quality Charles Barkley content who would win the loveable oaf nigger award.
The amount of intangible terrifying nigger presence this dude brings to the game can be best measured by the lack of everything else he brings to the game. He's a good rebounder, but, on fantasy sites and player profiles he is listed as having no offensive game.
Without photos of the beard this nominee doesn't hold up very well, but hey you got to watch some Charles.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Gary Sheffield
So we're taking a break from basketball for today just because I was unable to find a picture of Reggie Evans facial abortion he calls a beard, so in the interim I'll take a look at a 22 year veteran of the great American past time.
Gary Sheffield began his terrifying nigger career early. He got off to the prototypical early 70's black up bringing nessecary for a strong terrifying nigger factor. Him and Dwight Gooden (who will have his own nomination in the near future), were often getting into fights as children beating up older kids. In fact the funny thing about the relationship between those two, Dwight is actually Gary's uncle despite only being 3 years his senior. In his early little leauge baseball days he once chased his coach around the park with a bat after getting pulled. For this he was given a one year ban from little leauge.
Gary's career has been plagued with controversey due to his love of playing the race card. If someone would fill him in that he's a terrifying nigger, and not just a regular one maybe he'd shut up a bit. People are rude to his ignorant ass because he's lound intimidating and a douche bag, not because he's black. Any guy of any race that is as meatheaded would get moderatley hated on
For example here are some of his comments on how there are more latin players now because they are "easier to control" he says:
“I called it years ago. What I called is that you’re going to see more black faces, but there ain’t no English going to be coming out. … [It's about] being able to tell [Latin players] what to do — being able to control them,”
Maybe Scary Gary should drop the ebonics before he tries to call out people for their lack of masterey of the english language.
Sheffield also looks like he beats his wife more than Billy Dee Williams.
All in all there is really not very many hilarious things about his T.N. factor, but the fact remains he's a straight up terrifying dude, and black through to his soul.
Gary Sheffield began his terrifying nigger career early. He got off to the prototypical early 70's black up bringing nessecary for a strong terrifying nigger factor. Him and Dwight Gooden (who will have his own nomination in the near future), were often getting into fights as children beating up older kids. In fact the funny thing about the relationship between those two, Dwight is actually Gary's uncle despite only being 3 years his senior. In his early little leauge baseball days he once chased his coach around the park with a bat after getting pulled. For this he was given a one year ban from little leauge.
Gary's career has been plagued with controversey due to his love of playing the race card. If someone would fill him in that he's a terrifying nigger, and not just a regular one maybe he'd shut up a bit. People are rude to his ignorant ass because he's lound intimidating and a douche bag, not because he's black. Any guy of any race that is as meatheaded would get moderatley hated on
For example here are some of his comments on how there are more latin players now because they are "easier to control" he says:
“I called it years ago. What I called is that you’re going to see more black faces, but there ain’t no English going to be coming out. … [It's about] being able to tell [Latin players] what to do — being able to control them,”
Maybe Scary Gary should drop the ebonics before he tries to call out people for their lack of masterey of the english language.
Sheffield also looks like he beats his wife more than Billy Dee Williams.
All in all there is really not very many hilarious things about his T.N. factor, but the fact remains he's a straight up terrifying dude, and black through to his soul.
Oak man update
This is an example of what he's doing to his own team mate, and just hilarious in general.
Next nominee later tonight.
Next nominee later tonight.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Fuck Neil Whan
An aside from the M.T.N. awards. Neil Whan was my supervisor at tree planting last year, and blacklisted me for semi justifiable reasons. However he also blacklisted others with no justification what so ever. Now I'm not really terribly pissed off about the situation from a job perspective, but he totally fucked with my life, I based my entire year on going back planting, and that got fucking trainwrecked by this douche bag who thinks his sweet beard makes up for him being a fucking lame tool. He also deprived me of reuniting with some of the best people I've ever met in my life, and an experience that could never be matched.
I also wont get to return to Thunder Bay this year for any justifiable reason and am just genuinely pissed off as he reduced my experience last year to a single season taste of something amazing then fucking pulled it away from me.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!
I also wont get to return to Thunder Bay this year for any justifiable reason and am just genuinely pissed off as he reduced my experience last year to a single season taste of something amazing then fucking pulled it away from me.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!
Thursday, April 10, 2008
M.T.N.
Warning this post will contain gratuitous usage of the N word and all other kinds of racism.
So there is a lot of talk in the sports world now about the NBA MVP race, Lebron statistically makes one hell of a case for himself, however, Kobe has been getting black balled for the whole him being a racist thing for so long that people think he is due. Then you throw Chris Paul into the mix who has more than carried his team on his back to where they are now, and that is in no way meant to disrespect the others on the team, such as Morris Peterson and his circus shot antics. And then there is the real dark horse, and I don't even mean that because he is fucking black like midnight, Kevin Garnett. Despite the fact that he is the real reason behind the Celtics awesomness he gets no credit. For some reason most NBA people consider Paul Pierce and Ray Allen to be franchishe/hall of fame type players. When in reality, Ray Allen is awesome, possibly a hall of famer, and if Peirce played in a market that wasn't home to some of the most storied teams in league history he would be totally overlooked.
But thats not what this post is about, this post is meant to make a category for a player that brings the intangibles to a team such as Kevin Garnett, they bring unity and discipline to their team mates, and fear to their opponenet, oh yeah and fear to their team mates as well. The best way to measure their impact is in something I like to call Terrifying Nigger factor. So this brings us to the MTN Award for Most Terrifying Nigger. Weather its the fact that they're black like daffy duck without the bill, or their intensity, or maybe their off the court antics or even just terrifying facial hair, this is a quest to find the most terrifying nigger out there and award him for something which generally goes unnapreciated, kind of like black people in general. And I mean by society not me personally, I think they are great and everyone should have one.
Now although most awards are given out on a yearly basis, doing this all time will make it alot more fun. And hell we may even have some honourable mentions to MTN that are found in other sports.
So enough of my ramblings lets have the nominees which will come out over the next few days
We'll start off first of all with Charles Oakley aka THE OAK MAN
Before I get into anything really serious about this guy lets just look at the above picture. That outfit is so terrible that not even an old white man could get away with wearing it. However due to his terrifying nigger factor of lets say 18 no one is going to say shit to him.
In fact in December 2007 he got arrested for impaired driving despite being below the legal limit. Yet no anger shown in the mugshot which you will be able to see below once you finish reading my widsom on the subject. This mugshot is the look of a man who knows he makes more money than the sad sack crackers who arrested him, that they're terrified of his mighty niggerishness, and that when he gets to prison some clown will start shit with him and get his ass handed to him.
Also during his time in the league he served as an enforcer for many star players a la the Micheal Jordans, the Vince Carters, and so on and so forth. So if anyone messed with the stars, they got hit with a big black monster foul from Oak, in fact it was his revenge style of play that led to the development of the Flagrant foul system in use today. Which was implemented to try and limit the Terrifying Nigger powers of players like Oak.
More nominess tommorow or the next day.
So there is a lot of talk in the sports world now about the NBA MVP race, Lebron statistically makes one hell of a case for himself, however, Kobe has been getting black balled for the whole him being a racist thing for so long that people think he is due. Then you throw Chris Paul into the mix who has more than carried his team on his back to where they are now, and that is in no way meant to disrespect the others on the team, such as Morris Peterson and his circus shot antics. And then there is the real dark horse, and I don't even mean that because he is fucking black like midnight, Kevin Garnett. Despite the fact that he is the real reason behind the Celtics awesomness he gets no credit. For some reason most NBA people consider Paul Pierce and Ray Allen to be franchishe/hall of fame type players. When in reality, Ray Allen is awesome, possibly a hall of famer, and if Peirce played in a market that wasn't home to some of the most storied teams in league history he would be totally overlooked.
But thats not what this post is about, this post is meant to make a category for a player that brings the intangibles to a team such as Kevin Garnett, they bring unity and discipline to their team mates, and fear to their opponenet, oh yeah and fear to their team mates as well. The best way to measure their impact is in something I like to call Terrifying Nigger factor. So this brings us to the MTN Award for Most Terrifying Nigger. Weather its the fact that they're black like daffy duck without the bill, or their intensity, or maybe their off the court antics or even just terrifying facial hair, this is a quest to find the most terrifying nigger out there and award him for something which generally goes unnapreciated, kind of like black people in general. And I mean by society not me personally, I think they are great and everyone should have one.
Now although most awards are given out on a yearly basis, doing this all time will make it alot more fun. And hell we may even have some honourable mentions to MTN that are found in other sports.
So enough of my ramblings lets have the nominees which will come out over the next few days
We'll start off first of all with Charles Oakley aka THE OAK MAN
Before I get into anything really serious about this guy lets just look at the above picture. That outfit is so terrible that not even an old white man could get away with wearing it. However due to his terrifying nigger factor of lets say 18 no one is going to say shit to him.
In fact in December 2007 he got arrested for impaired driving despite being below the legal limit. Yet no anger shown in the mugshot which you will be able to see below once you finish reading my widsom on the subject. This mugshot is the look of a man who knows he makes more money than the sad sack crackers who arrested him, that they're terrified of his mighty niggerishness, and that when he gets to prison some clown will start shit with him and get his ass handed to him.
Also during his time in the league he served as an enforcer for many star players a la the Micheal Jordans, the Vince Carters, and so on and so forth. So if anyone messed with the stars, they got hit with a big black monster foul from Oak, in fact it was his revenge style of play that led to the development of the Flagrant foul system in use today. Which was implemented to try and limit the Terrifying Nigger powers of players like Oak.
More nominess tommorow or the next day.
Enough of this shit
Alright so I realized that me being an introspective douche fag would in no way inspire people to want to read this and in no way help me get over my being an introspective douche fag. So without much further adieu we are jumping into posts that will remind you of why you fell in love with the one they call Alex Dineley in the first place.
I'm talking about posts chock full of racism, insensitivty, lewd crude and just genereally inappropriate comments that will up the laugh factor and leave you shaking your head and wondering if being friends with me makes you a bad person by association.
So anyways I'll leave you with this little video of one of my favourite things to laugh at that really I shouldn't, many of you may have seen it already, but if not I hope you enjoy it as much as I do
I'm talking about posts chock full of racism, insensitivty, lewd crude and just genereally inappropriate comments that will up the laugh factor and leave you shaking your head and wondering if being friends with me makes you a bad person by association.
So anyways I'll leave you with this little video of one of my favourite things to laugh at that really I shouldn't, many of you may have seen it already, but if not I hope you enjoy it as much as I do
True friends stab you in the front
Once while discussing schemes involving a particulary excellent female specimen, a friend of mine said something that when I look back totally summed up who I am. He said "I don't think you got the game, I mean sure she's friendly with you, but that's because you're a cool guy to know."
When looking at my life ever since then it seems that that is indeed the truth. Even with so called guy "friends", I'm always well received in a group or if I run into them somewhere they at least go to the pretense of being excited to see me, but then there is nothing besides that, no genuine anything. At somepoints I tend to think of a certain comment I heard at a concert once that I will never forget. It was this douchebag lead singer for a terrible band called Opiate for The Masses, this guy was wearing this abortion of a fur coat, that was so gaay it was as if Andy Dick or Mario Cantone had fur that would be the coat that would be made from their fur. But that is besides the point he just out of nowhere shouts out.
"IF YOU DON'T HATE ANY OF YOUR FRIENDS IT'S PROBABLY YOU"
And at that time I hated several of my friends, and so did the majority of the other of the friends that knew them. So I felt safe for a time, but now I'm starting to think that my over the top antics and such have brought me to the point where they are able to put on their smiley faces for a bit and then happy to be rid of me.
I don't know why I have this terrible insecurity, maybe I just have such little faith in humanity that I assume the absolute worst about everybody when really I shouldn't. If I can be a genuine person, which I feel I am, then who am I to accuse these others of not being like that.
But either way I can fall back on knowing that I'll always be a cool guy to know, which will always leave me with some borderline companionship and to quote Billy Joel
"They're sharing a drink called lonliness, but it's better than drinking alone."
When looking at my life ever since then it seems that that is indeed the truth. Even with so called guy "friends", I'm always well received in a group or if I run into them somewhere they at least go to the pretense of being excited to see me, but then there is nothing besides that, no genuine anything. At somepoints I tend to think of a certain comment I heard at a concert once that I will never forget. It was this douchebag lead singer for a terrible band called Opiate for The Masses, this guy was wearing this abortion of a fur coat, that was so gaay it was as if Andy Dick or Mario Cantone had fur that would be the coat that would be made from their fur. But that is besides the point he just out of nowhere shouts out.
"IF YOU DON'T HATE ANY OF YOUR FRIENDS IT'S PROBABLY YOU"
And at that time I hated several of my friends, and so did the majority of the other of the friends that knew them. So I felt safe for a time, but now I'm starting to think that my over the top antics and such have brought me to the point where they are able to put on their smiley faces for a bit and then happy to be rid of me.
I don't know why I have this terrible insecurity, maybe I just have such little faith in humanity that I assume the absolute worst about everybody when really I shouldn't. If I can be a genuine person, which I feel I am, then who am I to accuse these others of not being like that.
But either way I can fall back on knowing that I'll always be a cool guy to know, which will always leave me with some borderline companionship and to quote Billy Joel
"They're sharing a drink called lonliness, but it's better than drinking alone."
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
M(ann)y Leggace
Yeah I know thats not how its spelled but whatever a little hockey joke, and to those of you who are confused as to what I'm talking about I'm curious as to where you got this link from. Anyways I'm pretty sure I will have no legacy and that concept is something that to be honest terrifies me. To think of all the people that have done things SO MUCH greater than anything I will probably ever accomplish is mind botteling. But what terally gets me is the fact that 99% of those people wont be remembered by anyone besides their own grandchildren.
So then I look at my life where the closest thing I have to notoriety/achievments is the fact that I party really hard and am somewhat friendly. Perhaps I'm a terrible insecure/arrogant person or something along those lines at least, but just the idea that my time on this earth means so little is depressing.
So then I look at my life where the closest thing I have to notoriety/achievments is the fact that I party really hard and am somewhat friendly. Perhaps I'm a terrible insecure/arrogant person or something along those lines at least, but just the idea that my time on this earth means so little is depressing.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Return of the King
Don't know why I started this thing then decided not to write anything in it for over a year but whatever. I'm totally a different person now than I was when this idea first crossed my mind, and I'm kind of wishing I had kept at the blogging as it is a transofrmation I would like to have some record of, I seem to be slowly fading into the person I was when I made this, but for a while I was a confident guy living on the edge with a lust for life to quote the horrible Iggy Pop. Anyways I'm slowly becoming a shadow of my emboldened self, hiding in my music and abstarct representations of what I'm feeling as opposed to grabbing life by the cock and balls and making shit happen. I've also drank myself back into horrible shape which is a real let down. But whatever, I had not listened to nearly enough music for the last little while and it's nice to be back into my tunes reliving each songs and the memories that come with it, although it's also a bit of a wake up call as I'm really doing thhe exact same shit now 4-5 years later.
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