The Conservative Nation of Ulysses (conservative refers to a reserved manner of dressing and acting) is a violent and rejectionist group operating out of the Washington, D.C. area who seek to "wreak their vision on the world" through the medium of music. Despite fiery condemnation by both liberals and the right, and a virulent campaign waged by the ( Read more... )

Today's theme song, "Career Opportunities ( Read more... )

I think I might be having an extreme reaction to phenylephrine. I might also just be hyper, but it's more fun to blame it on over the counter cold medication ( Read more... )

I'm moving to Green Bay this weekend. In the mean time I get to milk cows and figure out how to avoid eating meat. In response to the whirlwind of my life I have one thing to say. MORE COFFEE ( Read more... )

My life is either banal, fanciful, or completely fucked up. There are no other ways to describe the daily drag in this house.

"Were Kennedy not a millionaire, illiterate and ignorant, then he would obviously understand that you cannot revolt against the peasants."

Lately this song is playing on loop in my head, it just seems so appropriate, both because I want to get the fuck out of here and because a lot of the fucked up shit Mr. MacManus is singing about still applies. The more things change the more they stay the same. Just like my parent's relationship and my relationship to this place. Just different ( Read more... )

I'm getting a Rhythm Chicken t-shirt, and a subscription to Razorcake. I continue to find inventive ways to waste my money.

right now i am isolated, and lonely, and mopey, and a little bit buzzed, and in some ways everything I hate. But I can feel something big happening, a new place to stay, a new job, hopefully some new friends. And I'll be able to hop greyhounds, and drive my mom's car around everywhere, and I can pour my derision on a new place, new people. And ( Read more... )

Dear Netflix ( Read more... )

The first Canadian postage stamp was called the Three Penny Beaver. Sounds like discount porn/and or a really fucking self-conscious indie band. Lets hear it for large rodents on envelopes!