Far too long. I'm getting published again, ruining the futures of bands and local politicians. I've been pining for my old friends; I want to go south for a vacation, but money says no. Went to several shows, and I'm always disappointed by the WEAK scene. You would think that everyone's infected with some emo bug. Like Lita Ford said, 'Where are ( Read more... )

So, SAddam Hussein is now on trial for the chemical attacks, etc. he committed in the early 80's. Does Donald Rumsfeld go on trial for that as well? How about Reagan? Man, that would be SWEET!

I've been working at the hospital since 5:30 in the morning for over a week now, and I'm about to pass out. I'm a notorious insomniac, so when I fall asleep at 10:00 pm, you just know somethings...different. Today there were no naked grandmas, but I did see a couple 'cranies', major skull fractures with just-maybe brain damage. I took one look at ( Read more... )

Suddenly my job doesn't seem so bad. There's a guy outside of my office building waving a machete in one hand (gotta love those Seattleite no-see-ums) and holding a 'Slash your Mortgage" sign in the other, while wearing a cheap knock-off hockey mask. Unfortunately he's also wearing khakis and a golf shirt, making him MUCH scarier than Jason ever ( Read more... )

So now I finally have a scanner. How do I post pictures of me so all you can finally see what I look like? Do I need a host? Can LJ provide all that? Is all this on the FAQ page that I am obviously too lazy to use?

I have a lot of saints. I'm not religious by any means, but there are people (characters, you might say) that embody 'themselves' and certain ideals so much that (to me, anyway) they become representative of things, icons, milagros, symbols. There's William S. Burroughs (saint of insects, growth, ill-gotten wealth), Bill Hicks (saint of political ( Read more... )

My eyes burn because I've been staring at timecards, ALPHABETIZING all day. Good thing English is my native tongue. I'm feeling hungry for something, looking for an emotion I haven't felt in a LONG time. It's been sneaking up on me, working against my better interests, or so I keep telling myself. What is this? I know it can't be good. What I ( Read more... )

I want you to know that I DO in fact love Nola. I'm actually pissed that I won't be able to spend Halloween there this year, so SOMETHING cool must be done in Seattle for spooky day. Anyone? Bueller? Also, the half-price bookstore RIGHT BY MY HOUSE just got in a ton of old metal CDs. I am SO spending my paycheck...

Images of my home town are all over the place. The grim part of me wants to start a betting pool to see when we'll start getting reports of lynchings, cannibalism, and other 'Escape From New York'-isms. I'm also surprised that no one has brought up one of the city's most dangerous aspects. That's right, I'm talking about zombification! Look closely ( Read more... )

Because I have time and I'm so full of caffeine that it's crawling up my back like a cheap-ass monkey. So I'm working on the play, not the one I'm in (silly to me, ohh-so-RELEVANT to others), but one about a murder. A big fun murder! BTW, the album 'Cruise' by Whitehouse is one of the best things EVER. Also, I want to hear some filthy fug music. ( Read more... )