Monday, July 24, 2006

Monday Evening Madness

It's still 10:24 cst 7.24.06 ... exactly one month, 30 days, 1800 minutes, 108,000 seconds till I turn the horrible 37, the cusp of hitting the (sic) 40s ... God, I can't even begin to imagine it. I got a cell phone number from the elusive promoter, but am too chickshit to call it [a potential to review and expand my myth beyond the small parameters I set? Too much for me to even speculate or imagine, I'm afraid] ... I have my novella building steam and plan on working more. Not much happened this weekend, other than a KIDNAPPING AND A LOW SPEED CHASE OF A SEMI ACROSS DALLAS AND TARRANT COUNTIES, obviously now something you can add to your " Now I've seen everything " list if you live in this area of LOONEYLAND [apologies to Warner Bros for possible copywright infringement] I am listening to a National Public Radio station pod-cast from Detroit, Michigan, which is dispencing smooth jazz to medicate my aching thoughts; these days, too many bands don't think about the lyrics behind their music or even try to expand beyond preset, bubblegum, corporate parameters. No more Bruce Springsteens, Neil Youngs or Elvis Costellos these days seem to get the recognition they get. STRANGE FRUIT PROJECT, PPT, BAYSIDE, SHADOW REICHSTEIN, THESIS, LUPE FIASCO, JOAN OF ARC, SPOON, NEW YORK DOLLS, BEASTIE BOYS and even the LATE JOHNNY CASH took risks. Risks are the things of what special, once in a lifetime, events happen, which prove that perhaps we are more than a limited species seeking our own self elimination. NANCY WILSON's smooth vocals remind me of BILLIE HOLIDAY, ARETHA FRANKLIN or DINAH WASHINGTON; lost voices that are never forgotten, just diamonds in the sea waiting for the tide to leave them on the melodic shore. Pearls are too common, so the analogy needed a stepping up. Too many people put out " shit ". Shit gets very old, just ask Fred Durst, the backwards cap singer of Shit On A Stink. Use your brain. If you have to scrap a project, scrap it. It's like bad movies. If THEY HAVE TO GO STRAIGHT TO VIDEO, what's the point? That you will get to more people? Or that the script was so bad [FOR AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT I MEAN, READ THE MICKEY ROURKE INTERVIEW IN MEAN MAGAZINE]that the sequel was made for under or AT six figures with C List actors and actresses just so they can pay off a few car payments and the last of the yacht payment?? Is this DARYL HANNAH AS A STRIPPER catagory? I know she researched the role, but the movie was still low grade piece of shit, especially when you know her calibre of previous work. This is COREY HAIM/FREEMAN territory. And you know that. The day went as uneventful as most days go in my life, but hey, that's not what Blogs are for! They are for " yeah, the Hawaii trip was great!! Let me show you pictures of my surfing for the very first time!!! " <~the exclamation points used to show how fuckin' excited I am and how I want so desperately for you to read, check out the pictures and comment how cool they were or if the lighting was bad ... well, never went and have no pictures. So there.
Well, time to call it a night.

Before I go, more stupidity abounds. I cannot catch it fast enough.

Enjoy :

  • It' s A Bird! It's A Plane! It's BongoMan!!


  • Also, be careful if FOX NEWS wishes you well. Just ask MSNBC host Keith Olbermann

  • WHAT EXACTLY CRAWLED UP FOX NEWS'ASS AND DIED??



  • Remember : Trust Only The Person You See In The Mirror. Unless They Are Government Issued.


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