It snowed a ton yesterday evening. Today everything is pretty and white and all the usual noise of the neighborhood is muffled.
I guess that's it. I can't get myself to give a damn about writing anything.
Friday, November 21
Friday, November 14
zombies, kill bill and god only knows what
I had dream last night, involving me and Dan C. going to see Kill Bill.(I haven't seen this movie)
We go-and the screen is in a drive-in style theatre, with the screen mounted on a small hill.
Then; the credits start, and I'm pulled into the opening of the movie.
The car I'm driving goes off a cliff. It embeds into a hill, at an abandoned house in Cali-very nice one-and zombies are after me.
It takes 3 tries-me attempting to escape, ending up in the house which is actually the cover for some kind of gov't ops thing, trapped in a hallway, while the corpses on the floor inflate from fishlike things in blue-white spacesuits to human zombie things in blue white spacesuits, then kill me, but a voice intervines "That's not how it happened" -before I stop going in the house and find the keys to the trunk of the car.
Pop the hood open, pull out a big pump-action shotgun, single barrel, and use it to fend off the zombies while I sprint for another hill.
A helicopter begins to circle. It's black with lots of people onboard, all in military regalia and they want to do Bad Things(tm) to me.
I leap into a ditch of sorts. It's like piles of leaves, but open on two sides onto a brilliant field of neon green grass with a bench, right in front of the field.
I play dead. The copter can't see me-and for some reason they cannot tell I'm alive.
buried in the dirt next to me; a sniper. I can see the sniper barrel and part of the scope sticking out from the dirt. Just over the dirt ridge; the White House.
Military people saying "We can't find the sniper; he must be gone." But I know he's there. Hasn't moved for days. Buried in dirt.
My shotgun has turned into a sniper rifle, I've noticed. I'm covered in filth.
The sniper shoots a target so far away I only see the pink figure fall.
Everyone goes batshit. I'm dead; I don't have to move.
Pop culture dreams are very, very weird.
We go-and the screen is in a drive-in style theatre, with the screen mounted on a small hill.
Then; the credits start, and I'm pulled into the opening of the movie.
The car I'm driving goes off a cliff. It embeds into a hill, at an abandoned house in Cali-very nice one-and zombies are after me.
It takes 3 tries-me attempting to escape, ending up in the house which is actually the cover for some kind of gov't ops thing, trapped in a hallway, while the corpses on the floor inflate from fishlike things in blue-white spacesuits to human zombie things in blue white spacesuits, then kill me, but a voice intervines "That's not how it happened" -before I stop going in the house and find the keys to the trunk of the car.
Pop the hood open, pull out a big pump-action shotgun, single barrel, and use it to fend off the zombies while I sprint for another hill.
A helicopter begins to circle. It's black with lots of people onboard, all in military regalia and they want to do Bad Things(tm) to me.
I leap into a ditch of sorts. It's like piles of leaves, but open on two sides onto a brilliant field of neon green grass with a bench, right in front of the field.
I play dead. The copter can't see me-and for some reason they cannot tell I'm alive.
buried in the dirt next to me; a sniper. I can see the sniper barrel and part of the scope sticking out from the dirt. Just over the dirt ridge; the White House.
Military people saying "We can't find the sniper; he must be gone." But I know he's there. Hasn't moved for days. Buried in dirt.
My shotgun has turned into a sniper rifle, I've noticed. I'm covered in filth.
The sniper shoots a target so far away I only see the pink figure fall.
Everyone goes batshit. I'm dead; I don't have to move.
Pop culture dreams are very, very weird.
Wednesday, October 29
Unwilling to repeat myself
So just click on the link to the left for my web site. The Nad Live one. 10/29 entry.
love ya'll.
love ya'll.
Thursday, October 23
From an article at Slate
Asked once by New Musical Express what his idea of heaven was, Smith replied, "George Jones would be singing all the time. It would be like New York in reverse. People would be nice to each other for no reason at all. And it would smell good."
link-
http://slate.msn.com/id/2090203/
Seems like you could do a whole hell of a lot worse, you know?
Seems like things should be a hell of a lot better, too.
link-
http://slate.msn.com/id/2090203/
Seems like you could do a whole hell of a lot worse, you know?
Seems like things should be a hell of a lot better, too.
Sunday, October 12
Friday, October 10
Latest
Neil Young's album 'On The Beach' was just released on CD. It's cheap, and good. I can also recommend The Wrens 'Meadowlands', The Constantines 'Shine a Light', My Morning Jacket 'It Still Moves', and if you're reading this randomly, whoever you are, you MUST find and buy and listen to over and over and over again Broken Social Scene's 'You Forgot It In People'
And an early Christmas gift from Marty and Chad. Holy Crap! Thanks you guys. Now I only need to leave the house for fresh air and to not forget what trees are.
Sunday = Kill Bill
And an early Christmas gift from Marty and Chad. Holy Crap! Thanks you guys. Now I only need to leave the house for fresh air and to not forget what trees are.
Sunday = Kill Bill
Monday, October 6
that's a lot of beer...
Yike.
Although, since I've been to the 'Fest(best drinking event, ever) I'm not surprised.
Next year, going for 7!
Although, since I've been to the 'Fest(best drinking event, ever) I'm not surprised.
Next year, going for 7!
Monday, September 29
Sunday, September 28
Hark
I had some stuff to put here a couple of days ago but I was having log in difficulties. I don't remember the particulars.
What's new:
DJ Shadow ~ Endtroducing
My Morning Jacket ~ It Still Moves
Both very good albums.
Not much on my mind, blogwise, lately and I've been lazy.
What's new:
DJ Shadow ~ Endtroducing
My Morning Jacket ~ It Still Moves
Both very good albums.
Not much on my mind, blogwise, lately and I've been lazy.
Tuesday, September 23
Saturday, September 20
What I want--
A first person shooter using the settings and characters of Sesame St. With a little creative expansion and license of course.
Wednesday, September 17
paper tigers
See what happens when I go on vacation? I come up to visit, and suddenly we have nothing to talk about.
I did get the web site's new look finished last night. Except for the Misc page, but that's just going to hold a bunch of useful things like Transformer links and shit like that.
So I've now had some of the xbox experience. It was good, but not convincing. Buttons placed in awkward places(start, white, black) a d-pad that seems surperflous. The games, being the money we're talking about here, were solid. KOTOR was cool, and I could get sucked into it, but combat seemed a little distancing. As a stat-based event, though, it's a lot closer to the pen and paper RPG's than Final Fantasy gets.
Halo. Is very good. Playing while hungover I nearly threw up when I fell off a chasm. It was a good thing to go to Dolly's and get breakfast. Very, very good.
Multiplayer was pretty engaging. With people who are skilled at that game I bet it's a riot. With a weak link(me) things can get very tricky, since it's harder to have fun when your role is as bullet sponge, if the type of game picked doesn't force players to engage with each other. And I have a long, long way to understanding tactics, not only in multiplayer but in teams. But I could've stayed up way, way too late doing this, and that's always a good sign. Have to get a couple FPS so I can practice, do better next Halo run.
I did get the web site's new look finished last night. Except for the Misc page, but that's just going to hold a bunch of useful things like Transformer links and shit like that.
So I've now had some of the xbox experience. It was good, but not convincing. Buttons placed in awkward places(start, white, black) a d-pad that seems surperflous. The games, being the money we're talking about here, were solid. KOTOR was cool, and I could get sucked into it, but combat seemed a little distancing. As a stat-based event, though, it's a lot closer to the pen and paper RPG's than Final Fantasy gets.
Halo. Is very good. Playing while hungover I nearly threw up when I fell off a chasm. It was a good thing to go to Dolly's and get breakfast. Very, very good.
Multiplayer was pretty engaging. With people who are skilled at that game I bet it's a riot. With a weak link(me) things can get very tricky, since it's harder to have fun when your role is as bullet sponge, if the type of game picked doesn't force players to engage with each other. And I have a long, long way to understanding tactics, not only in multiplayer but in teams. But I could've stayed up way, way too late doing this, and that's always a good sign. Have to get a couple FPS so I can practice, do better next Halo run.
Tuesday, September 9
Tapes
Dan - I think you should seriously consider upgrading to some sort of CD burning process. You could get a CD Player for you car at a very reasonable price. Seems to me like it would be much less work.
Plumbing
Tomorrow, 9 AM-ish, a man will be here to repair my faucet. Hmm. That's in five hours.
Watched Frequency tonight with my brother. An interesting and not at all bad movie.
Watched Frequency tonight with my brother. An interesting and not at all bad movie.
Monday, September 8
I am mine
I've been making tapes this weekend. It's been a long 72 fucking hours for me, I have to say.
Bacon of the month club. OK. Let's hope that the bacon monopolies don't rise up and stop us all.
I feel like ranting or posting porn or something stupid like that. Not the place for it; you wanna see crazy crap like that, you can hit my site, damnit, I'm trying to be an intellectual here.
Showed my roomie the pic of the dude with the drill bit in his head. Favorite quote from that story:"I ran my hands up the drill bit, up to my eye, and put my other hand in the back of my head and felt it coming through the back of my head," Hunt remembered. "And that's where pretty much the shock set in."
Uh...understatement, anyone?
Currently listening to Pearl Jam's Riot Act. Better than most people give it credit for, I think.
Met a dude on Friday who'd had his heart replaced at 22. He's 27 now. It's a crazy world to live in, ennit?
Bacon of the month club. OK. Let's hope that the bacon monopolies don't rise up and stop us all.
I feel like ranting or posting porn or something stupid like that. Not the place for it; you wanna see crazy crap like that, you can hit my site, damnit, I'm trying to be an intellectual here.
Showed my roomie the pic of the dude with the drill bit in his head. Favorite quote from that story:"I ran my hands up the drill bit, up to my eye, and put my other hand in the back of my head and felt it coming through the back of my head," Hunt remembered. "And that's where pretty much the shock set in."
Uh...understatement, anyone?
Currently listening to Pearl Jam's Riot Act. Better than most people give it credit for, I think.
Met a dude on Friday who'd had his heart replaced at 22. He's 27 now. It's a crazy world to live in, ennit?
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