Tuesday, October 25, 2005

all i hear is white noise

Holly and I went to the U2 concert last night and it kicked the Llama's ass. House-mate's and I dominated the concert in a way only experienced, college grads like us could. Housemate Stos managed to get his full name displayed on the band's crazy stage-effects generator right in the middle of the show, but sadly he was there with his mother and not able to impress any women. (you'll have to talk to him about the details, i'm in a hurry)

Also, former house-mate and recently-retired-blogger rob used the opportunity of the concert to surprise, and i suspect locally seduce, long term female Steph.

Holly and i on the other hand made our mark by standing freakishly close to the stage the whole time. I made up some diagrams at work today to show what went down. However, since i'm now out of work and on "Curt-time" I won't go into detailed explanation. But i will mention this: we were close enough to Bono to see that he has freakishly stubby fingers that i suspect, smell like cabbage.





Note: on the close up of the stage, its actually Larry who plays drums, not Adam. Also, Larry never smiles. In fact, he looks as if he hates the whole crowd.

Friday, October 21, 2005

windy

mother nature's a bitch.

proof.

more proof.

and this is just silly.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

sing and dance and screw

She came from Greece,
she had a thirst for knowledge.
She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College.
That's where I caught her eye.

She told me that her Dad was loaded.
I said, in that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola.
She said fine, and in thirty seconds time she said,

I want to live like common people.
I want to do whatever common people do.
I want to sleep with common people.
I want to sleep with common people, like you.

Well, what else could I do?
I said, I'll see what I can do.

I took her to a supermarket.
I don't know why, but I had to
start it somewhere, so it started there.

I said, pretend you've got no money.
She just laughed, and said
oh you're so funny. I said, yeah?
Well, I can't see anyone else smiling in here.

Are you sure you want to live like common people?
You want to see whatever common people see?
You want to sleep with common people?
You want to sleep with common people, like me?
But, she didn't understand,

[Jackson]
She just smiled and held my hand.

Rent a flat above a shop.
Cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool.
Pretend you never went to school.

But still, you'll never get it right.
When you're lying in bed at night
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you called your Dad he could stop it all.
Yeah.

[Shatner]
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do whatever common people do.
You'll never fail like common people.
You'll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw

[Jackson and Shatner]
because there's nothing else to do.

[Shatner and Chorus]
Sing along with the common people.
Sing along, and it might just get you thru.'

[Chorus]
Laugh along with the common people.

[Shatner and Chorus]
Laugh along, even though they're laughing at you

[Shatner]
and the stupid things that you do
'cause you think that poor is cool.

[Jackson]
Like a dog lying in a corner,
they'll bite you and never warn you.
Look out.

[Shatner]
They'll tear your insides out
'cause everybody hates a tourist.

[Jackson]
'Cause Everybody hates a tourist,
especially one who thinks
it's all such a laugh.

[Shatner]
Yeah, and the chip stains' grease
will come out in the bath.

[Shatner and Jackson]
You will never understand
how it feels to live your life
with no meaning or control
and with nowhere left to go.

You're amazed that they exist
and they burn so bright,
while you can only wonder why.

Rent a flat above a shop.
Cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool.
Pretend you never went to school.

But still, you'll never get it right.
'Cause When you're lying in bed at night

[Shatner]
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you called your Dad he could stop it all.
Yeah.


You'll never live like common people

[Shatner and Jackson]
You'll never do what common people do.
You'll never fail like common people.
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
and dance and drink and screw
because there's nothing else to do.

[Chorus]
I want to sing with common people, like you.
I want to sing with common people, like you.
I want to sing with common people, like you.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

judge me

my appreciation for articles like this and the people who right them will forever prevent me from becoming "a sophisticate" or "refined" because deep down inside, i just want to drive a fast car and listen to loud music.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Let's see what's in the news today!

Compliments of the Detroit Free Press, On Guard for 174 years...

Delphi Declares Bankruptcy; A major automotive supplier and employer of unionized workers says "yo, yo, yo, i gots no dough!" This move would never work for an actual manufacturer of vehicles because it would destroy customer loyalty and faith in the product. Who wants to buy a car from a company that you can't be sure will be around in 3 years? It seems one sided to blame the union workers and their outrageous wages... but we will anyway.

Something about an earthquake somewhere... Another 40K dead... What is that for last two years? about a quarter million dead from weather, world wide?

Local news: (not even front page here)

Detroit Zoo Faces Uncertain Future; The auto industry takes a dive and Michigan follows. And when you've got the most depressed major city in a state with the highest unemployment...

Fire Bomb Hits house of Ecorse Mayoral Candidate; yeah, this happened about 5 miles from my house. There's more stuff, but i don't much have the energy or desire anymore. Time to check out the comics.

"where as profound hatred can can feel transfiguring, sadness just sits there"

Sunday, October 09, 2005

an american revolution

http://www.theonion.com/content/node/29453

just because i found this too painful to read, you all may appreciate it

Friday, October 07, 2005

again, from the top

I'm sitting at my desk listening to two co-workers talk about Phil Collins and Elton John. (I don't have outside internet access, so i'll type this up and post it later). These guys in the Cubes next to me can't be much more than few years older that I am, but they're both married and at least one has kids. They've come to the agreement that Phil Collins is just great, but the Indian guy can't convince the White guy that Elton John is equally good. He's Siting examples such as Benny and the Jets that should prove Mr. John has a beautiful voice. Meanwhile, the white guy is using counter example's of the bigger hits like Candle in the Wind and Daniel's Song, saying that even those songs, although moving, cannot make up for what he considers to be an "unlikable" voice.

In the time it has taken me to type the above paragraph, the conversation has shifted to one guy telling the other guy how great the movie "My Best Friend's Wedding" is. The second guy hasn't seen it, but in an attempt to demonstrate his recognition of the topic, has started listing other Julia Roberts movies that he HAS in fact seen.

I'm gonna go see the Omelet Chef and drown reality in fried omelet goodness.


Update: Several Hours later... Cube partner to the other side is talking to some chick on the phone. I know, because when a guy is talking to a chick, and trying a little to hard, you can tell. In fact, his "guy-ness" signal is turned up so high, i can nary resist the urge to punch him in the face. Anyway, he keeps talking about how he can't be any fun when "she's around" and he can't be himself or he gets into trouble. I can only assume he's talking about his wife. In the time it has taken to type THIS paragraph, the conversation has shifted to how long it will take until the girl on the other end of the line finds a new boyfriend. Thankfully, something of extreme inappropriateness has come up and now he speaks in a hushed whisper, and i am free to fantasize about sailing boats.

"I'm smiling all the time. that doesn't mean a goddamned thing except i think people who go around solemn faced and quoting the bible are full of shit"
-Former Detroit Mayor, Coleman Young

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

stuffs

I've just finished reading Lee Iacocca's Biography from 1984. Given my current line of work and fair interest in the auto industry, i figured it would be an appropriate read; also, it was free.

The two new pieces of inforamtion that were gathered are as follows: First, Henry Ford the II, (grandson of old man Ford) was as insane as his Grand-pappy. In fact, the whole Ford Clan were ravign maniacs that lived a life of wealth, racism, isolationism and did i mention un-godly wealth? All in the city and surrounding burbs of Detroit. In fact, all the executives Lee talks about, up to a hundred perhaps in each of the big three, are worth millions of dollars each. And all of that money resides within miles of the poorest major metropolis of the United States... Detroit.

Time for a Crime Spree!

Second, the problems that were destroying America economically in the 80s are the same problems that we're dealing with today. Here we are again dealing with a ballooning deficit, living at the mercy of the countries that supply us oil and unfair importation laws that give outside countries the upper hand. Of course, some problems never went away, such as union workers demanding too much money, lack or pride or drive in US workers and

I'll be the first to admit that correlation of variables does not imply causality; just because a bunch of Republicans were running the country then and there's a bunch of republicans running the place now, i'm sure there's no reason to jump to conclusions. Of course, it like my boy Iacocca always said, if it walks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, chances are, it's a duck. But what do i know? I'm just simple boy from the midwest

also, Nature's Enemies: snakes and Crocks

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

I'm a knife

Knifin' Around!

cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, nnnnmmm-cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut,

Do you take, those, intelligence drugs?

I don't NEED intelligence drugs, okay, Tom? Because i don't know what they are. Okay Tom? But i will put anything in my mouth that is given to me, whether it's supposed to be there or not, okay tom?

whatch'all do'in?

Ya'll? Where'd you learn to talk like that?

Hatiesburg...