Strait Up #149
i send out an email/zine fairly often called Strait Up. i bet you can guess what's in it. or you could read it here:
..........strait up issue number one hundred forty-nine..........
..........strait up issue number one hundred forty-nine..........
..........strait up issue number one hundred forty-nine..........
..........strait up issue number one hundred forty-nine..........
this is the 3rd version of strait up 149 because my aol deleted it that many times before we reached this. each version was essentially the same but the first one took almost 2 hours and i wanted to send the computer out the window in a hail of sparks and broken glass. the only other thing i want to share besides 15 poems and a few conversations is this song. its by modest mouse.
"BURY ME WITH IT"
We were shooting at a mountain of dirt
Well nothing was broken and nothing was hurt
But i probably really should have been at work
But in my free times gone would you promise me this
That you will
Please bury me with it
Well sure as planets come I know that they end
And if I'm here when that happens just promise me this my friend just
Please bury me with it
I just don't need none of that Mad Max bullshit
Well the suit got tight and split at the seams
But i kept it out of habit and I kept it real clean
But if its gettin faded if its running out of thread
Could you do this for me my friend
And please just
Please bury me with it
Well we moved to the left and we moved to the right
And sure as hell we stayed out almost every single night
But if the party's over
if the fun has to end
Could you do this for me my friend
Would you just
Please bury me with it
Good news for people who love bad news
We've lost the ___ and we just can't choose
We are hummingbirds who lost the ___ and we will not move
We have good news for anyone who loves bad news
We were aiming at the moon we were shooting at the stars
But the kids were just shooting at the buses and cars
So don't drink the water, don't you breathe the air
And if it's going back home then I just have to declare
That you can
Please bury me with it
Well as they come and as they go
And god i love the rock and roll
Well the point was fast but it was too blunt to miss
Life handed us a paycheck and we said "we worked harder than this!"...
Please bury me with it
We are hummingbirds who are just not willing to move
and there's good news for people who love bad news
We are hummingbirds who lost the ___ and we will not move
We have good news for anyone who loves bad news
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-john
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links:
The Ultimate Pro-Life Resource List
thoughts on a service project.
http://www.kicken.com/funnyfiles/WackoJacko.swf
Jason's LiveJournal -- Entries
Pick Up My Postcard
Corporate Consulting for the 21st Century
DPFH Article Archives
The Poetry Kit - Who's Who
Yahoo! Search Results for absinthe kits
RealGoodLinks
Central Pennsylvania College
AOL News - Nine People Found Dead in California Home
Online Shops
http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes3.asp
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these fifteen poems were written entirely by john robert rogers.
1. "SHIT!"
2. "march ecstatic"
3. "3 pictures of children"
4. "threehaikus 11/14/01"
5. "i dont want to feel low down"
6. "sometimes they come at night"
7. "a human moment"
8. "oh, it looks like idaho, sweetie pie (3 haikus?)"
9. "among the generation of the bored"
10. "fuck my car..."
11. "Keep on Chooglin'"
12. "moms notice things"
13. "screwdriver"
14. "written excuse for being five minutes late for my eight AM class"
15. "its so easy to be a poet yet so hard to be a man"
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1.
"SHIT!"
everything is
melting. shit! even my brain.
show me the barstool...
(3/17/04)
~~
2.
"march ecstatic"
on friday night
on the riverfront
i was a glass marble
rolling acrossd a glass floor.
The clouds were gone.
i could see all sky.
the water moved silently
slipping against ice.
Ripples.
the 4 of us avoided
second street
for fear of yuppie sadness
and frat boys ruining
the Moment.
and the Moment lasted
nearly eight hours.
we walked
we drove
we grinned at everything.
my phone never rang once
and i realized
it was because all the people who call
were w/me
the entire time.
(3/1/04)
~~
3.
"3 pictures of children"
1.
Children allign toy cars in
fake parades.
2.
underwater they
swim, their skin looking sickly
blue.
3.
bundled and gloved, throwing
ice and crying w/red cheeks.
(1/15/03, 3/16/04)
~~
4.
"threehaikus 11/14/01"
weird shadows cast on floor
poetry bible and discarded notebook.
tennis shoe.
Obvious mistakes. black streaks.
yellow pillow case.
drool spots and pen leaks.
So permenant. unique. accidental.
on a blue blue sweatshirt,
two yellow mustard-stains.
(11/14/01, 4/6/04)
~~
5.
"i dont want to feel low down"
Velvet seats feel like pine needles
when you've been sitting in one
for most of the day.
my head feels clogged but
i can't write when its dislodged
either; my stomach reels, but why?
my eyes droop as i remember
work tonight and how i can
never sleep before one AM anymore.
...Unless i'm drunk, but i'm not
nor do i want to be
at least, not at the moment.
(1/16/03, 3/16/04)
~~
6.
"sometimes they come at night"
i Bolted
upright in the
sweat of midnight.
(so dark
you dont even
recognize your own face.)
and poised above my bed
was the majesty
of some entity
in the form
of a mist
perched upon my ceiling.
"do what you want,"
it told me.
i wanted to scream
but
all i could say
was,
"i will..."
everything trembled, then
it
was gone.
(2/23/04)
~~
7.
"a human moment"
Cigarette smokers stood on the
brink of the courtyard, ogling
the snowfall like it was on
TV.
There was a mystical sense
of awe, i guess, as that cold
white fuzz fluttered down upon
our heads.
Not only were we
bound for a few minutes by our
common addiction, we were bound
by the fascination that human
beings hold in snowflakes.
(12/2/03, 3/23/04)
~~
8.
"oh, it looks like idaho, sweetie pie (3 haikus?)"
headache. Dramamine.
long drive ahead of me.
slush on the high way.
beige mattress covers.
"had sex so many times there"
i just laugh and sleep.
Jack Daniels is a
fine whiskey. i received so
many addictions.
(12/2/03, 3/23/04)
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9.
"among the generation of the bored"
No one could think
of one single
thing to do
on a Wednesday night
with nothing important
to do in the morning.
(12/3/03, 3/23/04)
~~
10.
"fuck my car..."
supposed to snow. Keys
locked in car, gas tank quite low.
"wanna steal my car?"
(12/4/03, 3/23/04)
~~
11.
"Keep on Chooglin'"
dogs run in mixes.
nobody sees the signs
of impending doom.
voodoo shady motel.
Korean woman. No
english. smoking walls.
(4/4/04)
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12.
"moms notice things"
After rambling thru
a firey night,
my mom asked me if
i was alright.
i told her
i didnt feel so good,
she told me to take
aspirin
--i said i would.
she asked me
"How'd you burn your
hair?"
i looked at her,
"Burned it where?"
(3/23/04)
~~
13.
"screwdriver"
I must have
laid on the cellar
floor for days
before they
missed me.
Lead based bloodstain
making streaks
in freshly fallen
sawdust.
(2/14/04)
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14.
"written excuse for being five minutes late for my eight AM class"
Backlogged by
fenderbenders
-sirens distant
and AlarminG.
AM talk talk talk...stupid radio Musa
lots-o-commercials.
Traffic jam...
bottleneck
accicent--rubberneck
"wish i was
driving
a Panzer."
(2/10/04)
~~
15.
"its so easy to be a poet yet so hard to be a man"
There are times in the drop dead
of night
when there are monsters running loose
in my head
that i gotta tie down before
hitting the bricks.
Maybe slam a few keys
drink a few drinks,
spend a little ink
jot a note...thoughts of
the sun melting like ice into salty
Atlantic drink or else
dreams about the shit that i cant think about
while i'm awake
because i couldn't tell you what i had to say
unless i wrote it down.
(4/6/04)
~~
DONT INSTANT MESSAGE ME IF I DONT KNOW YOU!!!:
cOlLiNlUvEr376: who is dis
Dragon2124: who is this?
cOlLiNlUvEr376: i asked u first
Dragon2124: lets see, you are probably like 15 or something because you cant spell "this" or "you", so im probably someone you dont know
cOlLiNlUvEr376: how old r u
Dragon2124: 20
cOlLiNlUvEr376: o
Dragon2124: yeah
cOlLiNlUvEr376: ok
Dragon2124: so who are you, because You are bothering Me, i didnt IM you...
cOlLiNlUvEr376: im kelsey
cOlLiNlUvEr376: what is ur name
Dragon2124: i am vlad the impaler, suck my balls
cOlLiNlUvEr376: thats discusting
cOlLiNlUvEr376: y did u right that
cOlLiNlUvEr376: what is ur name
Dragon2124: I AM VLAD THE IMPALER, SUCK MY BALLS, LEARN HOW TO SPELL
Dragon2124: digusting
Dragon2124: why
Dragon2124: you
Dragon2124: write
Dragon2124: your
Dragon2124: LEARN HOW TO SPELL
cOlLiNlUvEr376: fine-why did you write that-its discusting
cOlLiNlUvEr376: hello-r u there
Dragon2124: YOU SPELLED disgusting wrong AGAIN you dumb bitch
cOlLiNlUvEr376: thats mean
Dragon2124: its not DISCUSTING
Dragon2124: you are mean to the english language
cOlLiNlUvEr376: o well
Dragon2124: go play in traffic
cOlLiNlUvEr376: what do that mean
Dragon2124: WHAT DO THAT MEAN
cOlLiNlUvEr376: go play in traffic?
Dragon2124: it means you should go bounce a ball near a busy high way and chase it in front of a tractor trailer and die
Dragon2124: that is what i meant
cOlLiNlUvEr376: thats what u should do-ur really mean
Dragon2124: get the fuck out of my country, learn how to speak fucking english
cOlLiNlUvEr376: shut up-dont use bad words
cOlLiNlUvEr376: thats bad to say
Dragon2124: hey, go drink bleach
cOlLiNlUvEr376: y should i
cOlLiNlUvEr376: how bout u
cOlLiNlUvEr376: too bad u dont even kno how old i am
Dragon2124: how old are you
cOlLiNlUvEr376: 12
Dragon2124: hahahaha
Dragon2124: you arent even a real person yet
cOlLiNlUvEr376: what do u mean
Dragon2124: didnt you know that before the age of 16.5, no human female can be considered a human, let alone a "person"
Dragon2124: come back in 4.5 years
cOlLiNlUvEr376: yes they can-i am a real person
Dragon2124: no, you arent
cOlLiNlUvEr376: and y cant they be considered a human
Dragon2124: can you drive a car
cOlLiNlUvEr376: cuz i am
cOlLiNlUvEr376: no
Dragon2124: do you have a job
cOlLiNlUvEr376: i will be
cOlLiNlUvEr376: no
cOlLiNlUvEr376: i will
Dragon2124: can you vote
cOlLiNlUvEr376: no-ill be able to
Dragon2124: can you buy alcohol, cigarettes, or be drafted in to the military
cOlLiNlUvEr376: NO-but i can SOON
cOlLiNlUvEr376: so shut the heak up
Dragon2124: you even spelled that weak, replacement curse word wrong...its H-E-C-K
Dragon2124: no, you cant do any of that stuff soon
Dragon2124: 4 years is not soon
Dragon2124: you arent even in high school yet
cOlLiNlUvEr376: i will get to do those things soon
cOlLiNlUvEr376: so dont say i wont
cOlLiNlUvEr376: r u in collegee
cOlLiNlUvEr376: college*
Dragon2124: yes
cOlLiNlUvEr376: where do u go
cOlLiNlUvEr376: hello
cOlLiNlUvEr376: where do u go
cOlLiNlUvEr376: r u there
cOlLiNlUvEr376: answer me
cOlLiNlUvEr376: yo
Dragon2124: fuck off
Dragon2124: 12 year old
cOlLiNlUvEr376: where do u go
cOlLiNlUvEr376: and dont say that no more
cOlLiNlUvEr376: its bad
cOlLiNlUvEr376: hello
Dragon2124: FUCK OFF
cOlLiNlUvEr376: STOP
cOlLiNlUvEr376: its bad
cOlLiNlUvEr376: no more
cOlLiNlUvEr376: where do u go
Dragon2124: FUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFFFUCK OFF
~~~
jamesy:
Brian James Kirk: so
Brian James Kirk: the script
Brian James Kirk: i kinda have an idea
Dragon2124: yeah?
Brian James Kirk: yea
Brian James Kirk: well
Brian James Kirk: basically it would be like
Brian James Kirk: its after the band is dead.. and a writer is writing something about them
Brian James Kirk: a book
Brian James Kirk: and uncovers new info about them
Brian James Kirk: and during the story its travelling back and forth between the present ( writers life ) and the flashbacks (stories of the band)
Brian James Kirk: it seems cliche though
Brian James Kirk: what do you think
Brian James Kirk: help me out, writer
Dragon2124: sounds pretty decent, it wont be cliche if you do it right
Brian James Kirk: i want the writers life to parallel
Brian James Kirk: er
Brian James Kirk: to parallel the career of the band
Dragon2124: ah
Brian James Kirk: ending in tragedy?
Dragon2124: woah
Brian James Kirk: and in the same respect, he finishes what he set out to do, and then he dies.. just like the band
Brian James Kirk: aye?
Dragon2124: , i'll have too think about this one
Brian James Kirk: heh
Brian James Kirk: but the question is.. what does he find out
Dragon2124: hmm
Brian James Kirk: in the back of mind is this recurring thought (the way i originally envisioned the movie, as the main theme)
Brian James Kirk: that:
Brian James Kirk: there is a mentor, a manager... who actually created the band, as his greatest dramatic feat... and he actually enticed them to do it.. cult like...
Brian James Kirk: one idea is that it is assumed suicide... but the writer comes across the idea that the mentor did it... manslaughter
Brian James Kirk: but it seems so far fetched, that they would end their lives for this guy.. and even so, why is it so important?
Brian James Kirk: or, is the band not so dead?
Dragon2124: hmm
Brian James Kirk: maybe, the suicide was faked...
Dragon2124: acutally i was thinking about writing a story about meeting jim morrison
Dragon2124: because he didnt die
Brian James Kirk: but i think an important issue of the movie is that they DO die, martyrs for thier art
Dragon2124: yes
Brian James Kirk: so faked sucide is out
Dragon2124: yeah
Brian James Kirk: so what could come into view of the audience that the writer would become obsessed with
Brian James Kirk: to the point where he loses his life to it ( howevor, maybe not with success)
Dragon2124: no clue, i have to think about all this
Dragon2124: make a little movie in my brain
Brian James Kirk: lets write it together john0
Brian James Kirk: would you be willing?
Dragon2124: id be willing to contribute
Brian James Kirk: unless the media dramatizes it as NOT a matyr'd suicide.. taht the deaths were deaths of rage, depression, the apparent end of the band...... but the writer realizes that it was planned all along.... but then even so why would it captivate the world?
Brian James Kirk: they key is that it REALLY needs to get attention of the entertainment industry... and changes it forevor
Brian James Kirk: the news has to be shocking enough to do it
Dragon2124: yes
Brian James Kirk: i understand you have to think about it, im just trying to stir up what is inspriring me, cover all angles so its easier for you to contribute
Brian James Kirk: im typing what my brain is thinking : p
Dragon2124: its ok, i got cha
Brian James Kirk: the other questoin is, what keeps the audience interested in the writer.. does he have a social life?
Brian James Kirk: total concentraion on the situation would get boring
Brian James Kirk: potentially.. but maybe not
Brian James Kirk: more questions... did the band get huge immediatly after the suicides, or was it overlooked as a bunch of punks who just died? and / or does their impact occur after the writer figures the situation out, when they are BACK in the news
Brian James Kirk: does the movie concentrate on the impact or let the impact up to the viewer
Brian James Kirk: (impact would be at the end)
Brian James Kirk: im too tired too awkward to talk anymore
Brian James Kirk: good night john
Dragon2124: night nihgt
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i guess casey's screen name was infiltrated for a bit there:
NINkicks99: shit
NINkicks99: this aint casey
NINkicks99: casey's passed out...i just put him through a hell of a workotu
Dragon2124: swiz
NINkicks99: yeah..i just met him at the gym
Dragon2124: he's got a sweet ass
Dragon2124: give him a rusty trumbone
NINkicks99: he was looking hot on the pec machine
NINkicks99: so i grabbed him
Dragon2124: that curly chest hair always does it for me too
NINkicks99: yeah, i took him back to my place to wax him
Dragon2124: he's like a silverback gorilla
NINkicks99: hahah
Dragon2124: You sound like you need to go to church more. You will not find the answer there, but believe you me, it helps when the Lord decides on if you go to Heaven or Hades. Remember that the only thing good in the world is the earth. Live in accordance to the earth and you will be a happy man/woman.
Dragon2124: Praise Jesus's name, Amen.
NINkicks99: who are ytou
Dragon2124: who are you
NINkicks99: brian james kirk
Dragon2124: i'm Chris Tandlmayer
NINkicks99: well in that case
Dragon2124:
NINkicks99: a squeeker in the ear and he just grunted
Dragon2124:
brianjameskirk: mayonaise discharge is likely to occur during post mortem sex
NINkicks99: youre not even real
Dragon2124: you are a rich creamy discharge
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Steve Diblasio mastered the art of the San Diego Surprise ([n] The act of bringing a girl home and while fucking her, having a friend in waiting enter the room naked in hopes of a consensual threesome. Named by Navy guys stationed in San Diego. Rumored to work about one third of the time.)
Brian refers to him self as The Stranger (-Sitting on your hand until it falls asleep and then jerking off, eliciting the feeling of a hand job from someone else.)
Casey Nenninger is a professional at Tossing Salad ([n] Licking another's anus. Done in prison as payment for drugs.)