animals and friends

sucks not being able to go home for the holidays, but i have amazing people in my life, who keep me company, and a yard full of wildlife...."it's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from goin' under uh-huh-huh-huh"

and of course the wiener dog. she's always there. every morning, waiting at the bottom of the stairs for me, doing her little happy dance, then it's a good 5 minutes of belly rubbin' before i am allowed to make my coffee...

"untitled"

i have a hard time titling things...paintings, photographs, somgs, etc... i don't call myself "Mr." i have no job title, i simply do what i do. perhaps it is connected to my disdain for categorizing things, and the way my life seems to be in constant disorder.

up the down escalator without a paddle

for every foot of forward progress, seems there's something or someone trying to drag you backward 10 yards. just have to dig in, keep fighting and keep producing...

try as they might...

they think they can bring me down, break me. I'm not gonna let their negative energy change me - i'll keep doing what i'm doing and being who i am - i am in control of my mind and that suits me fine.

ok, so I was gonna write a whole thing about jail....

...but i decided to hell with it. let's just say if fucking sucked. and i was there 46 days. what else is there to say?

i'm still on emd ( house arrest, but i do get to go to work ), so I have lots of time to paint:




(c) 2009
acrylic, spray paint, colored pencil, ink & paper of found board
16" x 20"

emd

being stuck in the house for days on end proves productive...

movies

I watch movies. I like movies. There are movies that I absolutely love. But I am really not that into movies. I really don't give a shit about who directed what, or who this was executive produced by, or every other movie the guy who is in the movie we're watching right now has been in, ever.

You know "that guy" (everyone does) who must have seen like, every movie ever made? Seriously, dude, what else do you do? ever? when do you work? or perhaps you never sleep? wait, fuck are you a vampire ??? you're say, 25 years old and by my estimation based on my limited conversations with you (which are always about movies) you must watch at least 2 movies a day. (not to mention the countless hours you spend watching tv, but that's another rant..
ANYWAY - let's be all scientific like and say, on average, you watch 2.3 movies per day - that's 839.5 per year, which factoring in all the Disney crap your lazy parents force-fed you when you were barely cognizant, comes out to 20987.5 in your lifetime...and you're only 25!!! Imagine what the tally will be when you're 75??? Let's find out, shall we?
If we consider that when you retire at say, age 62 your MPD (movies per day) average will likely increase to at least a 3.1 ( you try to stay up and take in that fourth one, but dude, you're old now, and doze off ten minutes in)...according to my trusty calculator - that comes out to 116,033.5 movies.
What if you had made a dollar for every hour you've spent watching movies? Let's call the average movie length around 2 hrs. and 15 min. - multiplied by the number of films (116,033) and you would have $261,075.37. Not exactly a million dollars or anything, but you could probably afford a late-model Bentley and perhaps a top-hat.
Now for all the money you have spent on all these movies. Even if you have watched half of them for free, you've still probably spent a staggering amount of cash on the other half.
Figuring on a modest $10 average ( tickets, rental fees, etc..) that total comes out to $580,167.50 !!!
There's not much else I can say about movies....









Oh, yeah...


Fuck Nicholas Cage.


how does this guy keep getting work?

seriously.








what a tool.

$2

found a Canadian $2 bill in the pocket of a pair of jeans that I purchased today at a thrift store. God save the Queen! that's $1.64545 U.S. dollars. go economy! must have been Canadian jeans as well, because though the tag reads my "size" I still had to cut about 1.64545" off of the legs.
stupid Canada. what can I do for yah?

so where is the line?

first, let me preface here a bit; this is not a rant about "getting older" or whatever, I'm just bitching about the radio again...

what exactly does "classic rock mean?" when does what was once called "modern rock" or "alternative" become "classic rock". because it somehow just seems wrong to lump The Clash in with Bob Seger and Foghat. I dunno, to me, "classic rock" always meant Led Zeppelin, The Stones, Mountain, etc...
since punk was fueled by the disdain for the bloated arena-rock of the 70's, how now is it ok to play some of those bands on the mega-corporate classic rock station? Not to mention the fact, that the people who liked that stuff in the 80's beat the crap out of people who liked the "new music". what, does the pimply-faced burnout flunky who wore the same fucking pit-stained Iron Maiden t-shirt every day who fucked with me every single day because of the music I liked now suddenly enjoy The Police's "King of Pain"?
I don't want to limit this discussion by excluding the shit I never liked anyway, but I still don't consider "classic rock" - I'm talking about the 80's hair-metal fluff, like Poison, Ratt and Motley Crue. it makes a little more sense that they play that stuff though, since most of the white trash at my school got really into that garbage, but had the balls to call me a fag because of the music I listened to...
I mean you be the judge -
Cinderella vs. Black Flag


I don't even have to really say anything else, huh?
well, I really derailed mysef there, but yeah.
so is it a time thing or what? and who decides what becomes "classic rock?" is it bands that still somehow seem relevant? On my local classic rock station they're suddenly playing alot of U2, REM, Billy Idol, The Police, etc...y'know, all those ones that somehow crossed the line from "alternative" to "mainstream"...I just wonder if "Ricky Steele"* kicks his own ass every time those songs come on...nah, he's probably too busy crying in the shower and mastrubating to care about music anymore.











*Ricky Steele is a composite charachter of the ultimate Middletown white-trash hell yeahs: Mullet, trash-stache, Camaro, thinks Eddie Van Halen is the greatest guitar player ever, etc...