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Sunday, December 26th, 2004
10:53 am	The Day After... So Christmas is over, and I can't really say it was anything special. I love the idea of togetherness, but of course there was none of that. So what I was left with was the religious and commercial aspects of the holiday. Well, I don't believe in Christianity, so that's out, and I don't believe in Capitalism, so there's strike two. Strike three came from me having for work the whole day (as I do today, also), but I need money and it was time and a half (holidays are the only time we get it). I'm still trying to decide wheter I'm going to Washington or not. Several folks, some of which in the legal profession, said I should sit this one out due to my law run-in's recently. Still, I love the whole atmosphere at week-long demonstrations. The singing, the dancing, the love for your fellow protester. It's everything Christmas should be and isn't. I watched some of the "Christmas at the White House" and nearly puked my fucking guts up. How dare people so privileged fluant their crass luxury while continuing to send America's working poor off to fight their dirty wars. I wonder how many people died in Iraq on Christmas day. I wonder how many died during Ramadan. I need to get in contact with my friends. Though I have been hanging out with Alan more than usual lately, I need to get in touch with Jim. Poor bastard is so busy running an entire electrical company alone, and I really hope it doesn't affect him too much health wise. I haven't seen Kat since my latest "incident" so I should really try and hang out with her and her crew this week. I should meet up with a good number more of my friends at Amanda's surprise party, and in the new year, I'll try and get down to Boston so I can visit my Anarchist buddies. Mothra's really been harping me about getting down there, and perhaps I should listen. Current Mood: awake Current Music: Jawbreaker- Chesterfield King (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 18th, 2004
2:04 am	SANT(A)RCHY! So Monday Ed, Eddie Dyer and I are gonna mobilize in Lowell (in front of the recruiting offices) and have an X-Mas Themed demonstration. I'm planning on dressing up like Santa with Orange Guantanamo garb and hold up a sign that says, "FLIGHT RISK!" or something. My other plan was to dress up like Jesus and hold a sign that said, "George W Bush is NOT Invited to My Birthday Party!" I also want to go to the junkyard and get some "armor plating" and then put a bow on it and give it to the recruiting offices. I'm psyched. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, December 11th, 2004
7:05 pm	I gotta get better at updating... Lots going on lately. Negative Utopia will soon be rehitting the scene as a five piece, and Axis of Alan is back, on guitar now. I've been writing again, and it appears that my writers block is at least temporarily over. Two very workable songs is the bitter "Cashing In Our Livelihood" which is more anti-Free Trade stuff, but has a nice sing-songy type chorus that I think will work well live. The other one is "What Would Kevin Do?" and is somewhat of a departure from what I usually write. It has more of a humor element, and sounds very bluesy. After the demonstration last week, I'm trying to figure our what I'm gonna do for the inauguration. I don't wanna sleep on the streets in January, but I'm way too poor for hotel accomidations. I think I'll be too tired for just a day trip. Hmm. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 23rd, 2004
12:53 pm	Some people need to evolve. Democracy doesn't work when the majority is ignorant. What is ignorance? Ignorance is thinking that Saddam had ties to his sworn enemies in the Taliban. Ignorance is thinking that John Kerry wanted to "ban Bible reading." Ignorance is belief that the world is thousands of years old, and not millions of years old. Creationists are everywhere, in fact, NPR reported that 48% of Americans are creationists. People who believe in the literal interpretation of the Bible ("fundies") are also those who've come out in droves to vote for George W Bush. I'm not going to offer any liberal excuses for this. Americans are just plain stupid. Take these theories to any other first world nation and they'll be laughed at. Here's how we've become a nation of idiots. People are selfish and like their money. No matter how humanitarian some people claim to be, the Not-In-My-Back-Yard mindset kicks in very quickly when dealing with matters of taxation. This isn't stupidity, but rather greed. Because of this, funding toward education takes a hit. On a bigger scale, people want someone who's gonna lessen their tax burden (even if it isn't much of a burden at all), and will vote for the one promising to take some of the load. This Promisemaker is called a "Republican." Unfortunately, many "Republicans" come from a part of the country called "The South." Still being sore about losing a war, and then later having to intergrate with the people they could've OWNED had they won the war. For whatever reason, they throw logic to the wind and start believing in crazy shit like giants and dragons (both documented in the Bible). Now, the fiscally thrifty put moral authoritarians in power, and then they use this newfound power to try and spread the word. It has a little success in the north, but because they rule supreme in the south, the can silence any opposition to a creationist theory, and those going through the school system don't know any better. The news media goes on to sculpt ignorance in other forms of life, and the result is a nation of sheep. Ignorant and xenophobic. An anti-intellectual populous...with guns. So here's my proposal. Get rid of the electoral college. Have a "Personal Electoral Test." Anyone wishing to vote, and old enough to do so can go to their polling place and take an exam on current events, science, math and English (you'd be surprised how many people who say everyone living here should speak it actually can, properly), and attribute the weight of their vote to whatever score they get. When intelligence plays a key factor in the voting process, watch education funding soar. But the Republicans will never go along with such a thing. Why? Because deep down they know they're not as smart. They'll never admit it, and throw, "intellectual elitist liberal" around like shit being flung by the monkeys they don't believe we've evolved from. But if they're so sure they're really the smarter ones, why don't they take my challenge, eh? What have they got to lose? Oh yeah, their stupid, ignorant country. (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 13th, 2004
11:20 pm	Meet Me in DC So I've decided that I'm going to Bush's second inauguration on January 20th, and this is my open invitation to anyone reading to come along. Last time the police were out of control, abusing their power and dragging our brothers and sisters off the streets. This time, the stakes are much higer, and the whole world is watching. If there isn't a massive demonstration, from then and for the next four years, the rest of the world won't be able to tell us from the mentally defected 51% of the country that will inevitably lead us to armageddon if nothing is done. So for all my global friends and inside conspirators, I leave you with this... THE INTERNATIONALE! (Billy Bragg Version) Stand up, all victims of oppression For the tyrants fear your might Don’t cling so hard to your possessions For you have nothing, if you have no rights Let racist ignorance be ended For respect makes the empires fall Freedom is merely privilege extended Unless enjoyed by one and all Chorus: So come brothers and sisters For the struggle carries on The internationale Unites the world in song So comrades come rally For this is the time and place The international ideal Unites the human race Let no one build walls to divide us Walls of hatred nor walls of stone Come greet the dawn and stand beside us We’ll live together or we’ll die alone In our world poisoned by exploitation Those who have taken, now they must give And end the vanity of nations We’ve but one earth on which to live And so begins the final drama In the streets and in the fields We stand unbowed before their armour We defy their guns and shields When we fight, provoked by their aggression Let us be inspired by like and love For though they offer us concessions Change will not come from above (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 6th, 2004
2:10 am	The Maul Christmas is a harsh mistress which sneaks up on people while they're raking leaves. While I've devoted my life to fight against the evils of consumerism and commercial capitalist greed, I am not so out of touch with reality that I don't think my friends will beat my ass if I get them shitty gifts. For this reason, I have to set aside my "agenda" and go to the dreaded mall. My first stop is not to purchase anything, but to get ideas, and then try to buy the appropriate gift somewhere less evil. Here is another of my now famous "blog overviews" of the people who occupy these places... Mallrats- All you need is an acne problem if you're a boy and weight (either dangerously over or under) if you're a girl. Combine that with an undying love for those intellectually stimulating musicians Insane Clown Posse, and you have these angsty creatures. They can be identified by their horribly overpriced bondage pants and related poser clothing, and desire to flip off mall security behind their back. If they approach you, they'll most likely ask you to buy them cigarettes. Mall Security- Your dad was a cop, his dad was a marine, you are a dweeb with asthma. But I kid, watching the mallrats standing around the Pretzel Wagon is just as noble as trying to maintain order in central Baghdad. And Slurpee cups are nowhere near as painful as RPG's...I've heard. Mall Walkers- Like I said before, old people are useless. They exist to create a model for us to aspire not to be, but become anyway when senility sets in. Some old people are content with sitting at home waiting for the grim reaper to take them away while they're eating cream of wheat and watching the 700 Club with Pat "My God Can Beat Up Your God" Robertson. Others roam the mall all day, baffled by technology and the "mouths on kids today." At night, Simon Malls employ elves to use a mixture of fairy dust and lemon pledge to get the smell of old out of the walls at Yankee Candle. Hot Topic Customers- See "Mallrats" Hot Topic Employees- Generally hate everything about Hot Topic, but didn't think about job outlook when they got all kinds of metal and shit stabbed through their faces.HTE's are usually found listening to Death Cab For Cutie or really obscure screamo stuff and crying to make it through the day when they can go to a bar and drink till all the scars on their wrists are blurry. Poor Old Dad- Pushing his kids along in what the British call a pram, and I call 17-years-till-you-can-kick-the-fuckers-outmobile, Poor Old Dad had to go and marry a woman who didn't believe in abortion, and never stood still at the top of the stiars long enough to get shoved. Now he pays for his pleasure by trying to keep the baby asleep while the four year old screams like he was in a confession booth with Father McFeely. In a few years, the four year old will find his dad slouched over the steering wheel of the car he ran in the unventalated garage for twelve hours. Let's have a moment of silence for Poor Old Dad. And now, the moment you've all been waiting for, THE FREE SAMPLE GIVER OUTER!- Sometimes it is yummy chicken parts, sometimes it is a sandwich cube, but for those who are patient enough to walk in a circle around the food court seven or eight times, they are a godsend. In fact, if angels do exist, I bet they dress in flashy colors and hold out trays of foodstuffs with toothpicks in them. Heaven is a Panda Express! Do these people have lives outside of the mall? Hopefully not, but whenever you feel like going to the zoo, but are low on cash, remember! Your area mall is as close as you're gonna get, without the looming smell of shit...well, maybe there's a pet store. Current Music: Billy Bragg- Upfield (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 4th, 2004
1:27 am	Time to get busy... How incompetent can you be? Alright everyone on the left, you had your fun with Kerry, and you have seen where following him leads you. A loss to quite possibly the worst president in the history of the United States can never be "close." Now is the time to make a stand and show this moron and his evangelical base that there may be a lot of them, but there's a lot of us too. I invite everyone who feels like crying (or has done so) to wipe your eyes and ORGANIZE. We won't let our comrades abroad think that Bush speaks for us, or has any real control over our actions. This is my open invitation for every last one of you to meet him in the streets when he comes to your town. Shut down traffic, shut down businesses. Organize walk outs and sit ins. Make his presence a pain in the ass for the community he's in. There's a popular anarchist saying which goes, "our dreams cannot fit in their ballot box." Well if the Religious Right has a stranglehold on us in that respect, we have to take to the streets. We have to stand up and fight back, and fuck their vote. Nine states voted against granting homosexuals the right to marry. This is now a FULL FLEDGED civil rights issue, and we cannot remain silent. There are over 43 MILLION Americans without health insurance. This cannot be tolerated. We have to make the 60's look like...well, the 50's. Tuesday, America voted for a rebellion. Be patient comrades, its coming. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 26th, 2004
10:44 pm	The End Is Near... So unless something like 2000 happens again, by this time next week, we should finally know who will be president for the next four years. Will we be subjected more endless wars and hidden agendas which pander to corporate interests while our civil liberties are stripped away and the environment perishes...Or will we have four more years of Bush, where things will manage to become even worse than THAT? But I hope John Kerry does win. Maybe then we can go back to calling out democrats for the lame, pathetic, sellouts they are. "Neocon Lite," and nothing more. Maybe once all these kids who've been thugged into voting by rediculous campaigns like, "VOTE OR DIE!" are good and disillusioned by Kerry's failure to do anything that may upset the Status Quo, we can really work toward building a strong progressive movement that recognizes homosexual's right to MARRY, protects a woman's rights (one thing I'll have to say Kerry isn't completely terrible on), an end to war, and a serious examination of this failed capitalist cesspool. We need stronger civil liberties, stronger education, stronger environmental laws, and healthcare as a fundamental human right. I hope that the times are REALLY a-changing, because otherwise, America is doomed. Current Mood: anxious Current Music: Le Tigre- Bang Bang (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 12th, 2004
7:58 pm	void Wow, nothing's happened since my last entry. That's all. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, October 6th, 2004
11:50 pm	It's That Time of Year Again! I need to start hitting up some haunted houses (or haunted theme parks), because halloween is on its way, and I'm starting my renovation which will transform my home into a ghoulish nightmare! I can't wait. Best of all, we have new neighbors this year, so it'll be more people to be impressed by my showmanship. Since the kids in the area are getting older, I'm thinking of going with more of a gore theme. I know that suspense and "looming terror" are always the creepiest, but I wanna test my FX/makeup ability this time around. However it will require me to go to Home Depot, which I hate because first of all, they're corporate bastards, secondly, I can't find ANYTHING and neither can the acne covered jocks that work there, and thirdly, I just don't like hardware stores. Too much testosterone floating around. Cept around the garden dept. I guess. Current Mood: good Current Music: Dead Kennedys- Halloween (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, October 3rd, 2004
1:35 pm	Shirts are thoughtful and practical gifts My father is so hard to shop for. He never let's on to what he likes and dislikes. He's lost a lot of weight due to the chemo, and a lot of his shirts are droopy and goofy looking. For that reason, I had my grandmother get him several shirts for which I paid. I don't like picking out shirts for people other than me, or people who's interests I know very well. Clothes to me are articles are personal expression. Even if they don't say something on them (like most of mine do), their cut, color, etc. say something about the person wearing it. I can't be responsible for something like that. As for "slogan shirts" let us have a breakdown of what they portray, shall we? "Run Wit Da Big Dawgs!"- The only shirts like these that are in existance appear in Big and Tall shops. They're only available in XXXL and above, and t-shirts bearing such slogans seem like the ONLY t-shirts available for the Tri-Extra Large gentleman. Did it ever occour to the clothing manufacturers that maybe people this size don't take pride in morbid obesity and would like to wear a plain t-shirt that downplays what is essentially a handicap? "Buck Fush"- Who is Fush and why do I want to Buck him? Lenny Bruce would spinning in his grave! These shirts exist for the Clintonoid "liberals" who follow the "edgy, not offensive" mindset. Well to that I say, Fuck Bush and Fuck You Too! Fuckity Fucky Fuck Fuck, Fuckers! "Jesus Is My Hombre"- Here's yet another feeble attempt to make religion seem cool (it isn't, and isn't supposed to be), this time by the lovely Republican-backing "Urban Outfitters" who earlier this year made a shirt that said, "Voting is for Old People." I have my own opinions on voting, but if you think I'm going to leave it in the hands of old people, you're out of your goddamn mind. Old people will have a purpose as soon as my soylent green factory is up and running. Jesus isn't your hombre, because if all the tales are true, Jesus died nearly two thousand years ago. My dead dog, which is buried in the field near my house is not my hombre. He may have been when he was alive, but guess what, he died. I guess this shirt says, "I don't have many friends, but feel free to kick me in the balls/box." "God Bless America"- In case I forgot what I heard said a bazillion times by mulleted retards, I'm glad I can read it on the mustard stained shirts of other mulleted retards. What exactly do these shirts do for the advancement of the American way of life? Jack shit? Really? There's American patriotism for you! Might as well say, "I'm A Closed-Minded Fuck Nugget Proud Of My Ability To Not Only Purchase A Shirt, But Put It On All By Myself Like The Big Kids Do!" (Anything in Rhinestone)- I don't like using the C-Word, but if you see a girl wearing a shirt with rhinestones spelling out something, ESPECIALLY "Punk Princess" or something, feel free to scream said C-Word in her face, covering her eyes and clogging her nostrils with as much mucus as you can conjure up. (Those Shirts That Have Three Panel Visual Descriptions Of Crosswalk-esque Stick Figures Doing Stuff Like Drinking Or Most Likely Skateboarding)- Aren't you indie as all fuck? While I'm sure you'll be found hanging in your closet with your hand on your half-erect dick while Bright Eyes is blaring in the background, do us all a favor and suck on an exhaust pipe. Also, cut your hair you fucking poser. "Got ______"- AHAHAHAHAHA! Cause that milk commercial was so funny to begin with! Here's an idea, why don't you parody that "I've Fallen and I Can't Get Up" commercial from the mid-80's! You'll be on the cutting edge of chic. "It's All About ______" (Hockey, Law Enforcement, etc.)- No, it isn't "all" about some THING you take paticular interest in. Insurgent uprisings in Fallujah have nothing to do with hockey, sorry. It is all about making a profit, but your extra-chromosome ass isn't bright enough to realize that, is it? I'm sure you have a whole closet full of shirts that say, "its all about soccer, baseball, football, hackey sacking, snowballing with dad, fingering cheetahs, etc." Kinda contradictory, eh? It's all about putting your left foot in, and putting your left foot out. (Nostalgic 80's Product T's)- This is gonna be hard for 99.9% of the Live Journal Community to hear, but Pac Man, Rainbow Brite, Mr. Bubble, Alf, Punky Brewster, and all those others? Yeah, that wasn't cool in the 80's and the fact you're conforming to a mass marketing scheme some 20 years later isn't very cool, either. Pac Man was a cool game, and so was Super Mario Bros. but leave that shit where it belongs! Covered in fleas underneath your ratty, unkempt hair is NOT where it belongs. You get the room next to those Auto-Eroticist Bright Eyes people in Purgatory. Good news, though. There's a Hot Topic right down the street from there. So there's my theory on shirts. I am fully aware that I've spared everything that *I* wear, but hey, its *MY* journal. Current Mood: amused Current Music: Propagandhi- Anti-Manifesto (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 29th, 2004
1:16 am	So tired... Tired of waiting, tired of waiting for YOOOOU. Okay, I'm just normal tired, but I've been a slackass and waited till the last minute to do an essay. This is my penalty. I also know that it will sound stupid in the morning, but not to sound conceided...with the exception of one young lady (who I've mentioned in the past), I am the most knowledgable motherfucker in that place. I could clench a pen in my ass and write a better essay blindfolded. Sorry for the visual, but that's how goddamn dumb some of these kids are. Some poser goth girl didn't know if Kerry was a republican or democrat. For that matter, she didn't know what the difference is between the two(and not in that democrats-sold-out-to-corporations way I say it). The one cool thing I got out of my essay (which is on the 4th Amendment) is a nifty little quote which I had heard long ago, but forgot since TWAT (The War Against Terrorism) and OIL (Operation Iraqi Liberation), by Benjamin Franklin... "“They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety.” Doesn't that just make you WET? Of course it does, admit it. Tom Ridge could use a dose of that. all the warhawks can. Also, the draft could be back as early as march. I wonder what kids will think of the "liberal paranoia" when marines are at the door ready to drag their asses away. Meh, I need sleep. Current Mood: tired Current Music: Leftover Crack- Operation MOVE (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, September 27th, 2004
7:19 pm	It thucks when you're thick I have a cold, I sound like shit, I feel like shit, and, well I took a shower so I smell alright, but man do I feel crappy. I've been pretty healthy lately, and I guess I forgot what a good old fashioned cold is like. Its really more annoying than anything. Runny noses that never seem to dry up, blurred vision and spontanious headaches. Current Mood: nauseated Current Music: Phil Ochs- We Seek No Wider War (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, September 26th, 2004
1:44 am	The Cure for A Repetitious Life Alan and I had a good old fashioned Soviet Reunion practice in the Phesant Lane Mall's parking lot after dark. Hey, it was nice out. I don't know if it was really a practice because I just freestyled lyrics while Alan played the same guitar riffs over and over...It was fun, though. I like doing stuff like that. People need to stop drinking and doing drugs so much and go out and live life. Not to sound all new-age hippie, but it really is great to break the chains of life's doldrums. look, if you're reading this, stop! Go out and get a guitar, then sit somewhere with friends and write songs. It is more fun than anything you've done a million times already. I think people, Americans in general, are really out of touch with art. It isn't surprising, seeing what passes for music and movies these days, but I kinda think we need that commercial crap, because it keeps the underground...underground. These people that are trying to make indie things mainstream are dangerous and need to be stopped. Punk went mainstream and turned to shit. Hip Hop went to mainstream and turned to shit. There's still an amazing punk and hip hop scene, but that's not what Joe Fuckbag-American see's...Not by a longshot, buckaroo. It would be easier to rebel against the mainstream if the mainstream wasn't the majority. Current Mood: blah Current Music: Moral Crux- Bomb for the Mainstream (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 25th, 2004
12:51 pm	I feel like a less masculine, white Suge Knight But I won! Charges dropped, and I might even be getting some money due to wrongful arrest. Who says protesting doesn't pay? Huh? Last night I saw Shaun of the Dead. It was pretty good, better than I expected actually, because it wasn't trying to parody zombie films, but more play homage to them. In the end, it was a comedy, and had some parts that made me laugh out loud. Of course there were the jokes that I rolled my eyes at, but for the most part, I had a good time. Oh, and I had Mike's Roast Beef last night. God damn do I miss that stuff. I need to go to Somerville (I think its in Somerville) more often. Then again, I'm trying to cut out meat (especiall red meat), so maybe that isn't the best idea in the world. While I am against factory farming and cruelty to animals (I don't touch veal), I'm not really considering vegetarianism for humanitarian reasons (its a plus though) but more...well, health ones. I'll probably still eat white meat once in awhile, because I have a protein deficiency or something. I think its weird that my vegan friends tell me eating anything that comes from an animal is unnatural, but they have to take 500 pills a day. Still, I commend them on their determination to live a cruelty-free life. I don't know what I'm gonna do today...I don't have that much energy after running around New York and spending the day on busses and trains. I'm sure I'll think of something, though. I'll be back later with a full report. Current Mood: drained Current Music: Ramallah- Al Shifa (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 22nd, 2004
11:22 pm	I Know Why the Caged Bird Flies Into the Mirror and Breaks Its Neck This time tomorrow I'll be somewhere in New York, freezing my ass off and awaiting my exciting morning in court. Good thing I have a book to read. Dark Tower VII...In a way, I don't want it to end. I've been following Roland and his gang for so long, I just wish the book would add ten pages for every one I read. Oh well, all good things must come to an end. So far it's been a really good read, but with well over 800 pages, I've still got quite a ways to go. A five hour bus ride to New York should remedy that, eh? "Support Our Troops" magnets are made in India. "God Bless the USA" magnets are made in China. "Outsource Our Jobs" magnets will be made my me...Where can I find a magnet maker? I'm tired but not sleepy. Damn insubordinate body. Current Mood: anxious Current Music: David Rovics- We Just Want the World (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, September 19th, 2004
12:31 pm	The Passing of my Life I have a pretty eventful week ahead of me, despite the fact I've been pretty boring lately. I'm working today, Monday and Tuesday, and on the latter of those days I'm picking up Dark Tower VII by Stephen King (the final Tower book!) and American Idiot by Green Day. I've pretty much given up every band that sounds like that, but for some reason, I still retain that love for them. Wednesday I believe is open, and Thursday night I set off to NY to await trial...Wonderful. Even though I know nothing bad is going to happen to me, I'm sure my heart will jump up into my throat in the silent seconds before the verdict. I wouldn't care if I was on trial for a jay walking ticket (Which is essentially what it is). Speaking of my heart...No, let's not. Not yet, anyway. I'm still gauging the direction of something. (Comment on this)
12:56 am	Bad Reception... Well I solved the popcorn problem. Actually, I didn't do anything. We went to chunky's and so no seating problems. The movie, Cellular, was godawful with terrible acting and a no-sense plot. I lost a lot of respect for William H Macy tonight. Meh. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, September 18th, 2004
2:04 pm	Rain, Rain... Ahh rainy, rainy, rain. Normally I like a good storm, because it washes away the smell of pollution, and when it stops, everything is fresh. Not to mention that sweet woodsy smell of a shower when all the trees and leaves get drenched. Today, however, it is cold and rainy. I'm not as upset as the people who are getting cheated out of a free Dropkick Murphys show in Boston, today, but the gray day of today (yay poetry) just seems as if it's dragging. Tonight however, I'm going to a movie with Kat, so that should be fun and exciting. I'm used to going to movies alone, so how I'm going to deal with where to put my popcorn. I usually like to place it in the empty seat to my left, but since I can't hear well in my right ear, I need her to be on my left, and that leaves me with only the seat on my right, or my lap to put the popcorn. Going to movies alone was so much better, and yes I'm a super big loser for even making an issue of such a trivial matter. "Christ, Chip, just put the fucking popcorn anywhere!" Normal guys don't think, "damn, I'm going to a movie with a girl...Where am I to put my popcorn?" I mean, they might think that in some weird innuendo sense, but that would also probably involve "buttered topping" or something. I'm getting off track here. I take pride in not thinking like that...much...shut up. Hmm, now what to see? I had a dream that I went to NY for trial and somehow the bus went back in time to 9/11/01 and I ended up in the WTC at 7:00 AM. That's what I get for talking about Fahrenheit 9/11 and watching Quantum Leap. I remember being high up when the first plane hit, and there was fire and dust everywhere. I don't remember if I got out. I've been eating less, and not intentionally. Is that bad? (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 16th, 2004
7:05 pm	Summer's Over! Back to Work So here I am after not updating my LiveJournal for a long, eventful summer. I think I'm back now, because I got a lot going on that I would like to reflect upon at a later date. But for now, a catch up... The summer got off to a pretty boring start, and after a horrendous (did I spell that right? Too lazy to check) performance down in Fall River, my band decided we needed a break. That, and my dad is going through chemo and is feeling really shitty lately. He doesn't need our noise keeping him up. So until that happens, I'm focusing on my folk-punk (but really folk) band Soviet Reunion. I really like ballady songs and obviously, protest songs. I wanna borrow some from history (Joe Hill, Phil Ochs, Utah Phillips...Maybe some Billy Bragg) and mix that with some music of my own. I've been writing a lot of POV songs such as "The Young and Expendable" which is a lot like Eric Bogle's "And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda" in the sense its from the eyes of a disillusioned person in the military...It doesn't quite have the same bleak ending, though. The song is kinda a downer, but I leave the conclusion open for the listener's interpretation. Gambler's Lament is another down and out tale from a gambler's eyes, and surprisingly is very apolitical, and I don't tend to drift away from my politics too much. I think maybe I should. I wanna write more emotional stuff, and no, that doesn't mean emo. I haven't heard a good love song in awhile...Bands these days can't write them. I mean, I'll put money on the fact that no band today could write a love song that comes anywhere close to Phil Ochs' "Song of My Returning." I sure as hell couldn't...I guess because I have no motivation in that field. Blah! I'm getting off track, aren't I? Okay, well, I also have some songs like "From My Lei Abu Ghraib," "Burn Them Oil Fields" and "Arbeit Macht Frei" which are more in the punk vein. Still, they sound pretty good so far. Aside from the van, I attended two major political events. First was the DNC, which was really fun. I hung out with the anarchists and had a good ol time marching around and burning effegies. I actually got my picture in the Boston Phoenix! Cool beans. Next was the RNC which was fucking amazing! Parties everywhere, protests randomly starting on corners...And oh yes, I got detained a bunch and ARRESTED! Administrative Conduct Violation...Parading without a permit. Boo hoo. It's a minor thing, but I don't want to go into any detail about it till after next Friday when I have to appear in court. Tom Ridge could be reading this!!! So now I'm back in school and lucky me, I started a neat little left-wing organization called Students for Progressive Action. Already we have over twelve members and three core members (including me). So far, major partners in crime are Ed, who is an old skool punk (from the 80's) who I met at White Hen Pantry (Where I'm now employed). I spotted his Crass tattoo and look what it led to! The other core member is Kat, who is a really, really, really, really awesome girl who goes to Middlesex and is in my American Gov't class. Looks like us two will be taking on all the redneck CJ majors in the class, and I look forward to every second of it. So yes, here I am, back again. With SPA in full swing, a new year of classes, and a winter of cold, dark isolation, I am ready! (Comment on this)