What's good?

No, what's really really really really good?

I'm back, after a couple of months of poverty and continuing to destory my credit score as well as a few months of unemployment (still going strong), I am back with some of my favorite people.

The internet has never been so boring, No chat, no groups, no sexy nekkid chicks (that's not true, redtube is still free, but they can't hold a candle to this place), all I've had was stumbleupon.

Boy am I glad to be back.

Hope you guys have been enjoying your summer.

Whew am I mad at the world today. And since I have yet to share anything with SG during 2011 I figured I'd tell you guys what has got me so angry, in blog format.

Did you guys know that the rich are getting richer, while the poor remain poor? Obviously, that's no secret to anybody. The fact is though that the separation of wealth has grown so terrible over the years that the difference between the top 10% of the wealth and the other 90% is horrifying. Ever since the 80's when Reagan was president, there was this idea of a trickle down economy. Let the rich have tax breaks so they hire more people and spend more money on the economy. This has clearly worked out wonderfully considering the US doesn't produce goods anymore and the unemployment rate has kept rising over the years. What's really been happening is the opposite of the trickle down economy, it's been a siphoning economy, where those in the top 10% possess the wealth and abilities to support the lower and middle class. Instead, it has been the lower classes duty to support the rich by working the jobs that feed the wealthy their income and profits.

There's some good visual data to look at: Wealth and Inequality

The other thing that has driven me nuts is the worry of another Chernobyl incident happening in Japan. It ain't gonna happen, even if the reporters with little knowledge of how a nuclear reactor works say it will, it's not gonna happen. Let the nuclear physicist and engineers worry about the reactor, we should be worrying about those who weren't protected by thick lead walls.

So now that I got some venting done, next blog, I'll find us something positive to think about.

So I turned 21 last month, so far it's been pretty manageable. I think it's time to hang out with some people that go hard.

Where you at?!



Time to become hedonistic again.

So I found my five grade yearbook. Back when I was a little tyke at Beeman Elementary School. A little eleven year old class clown who wrote down he wanted to meet Ed McMahon, to that he disliked Alien Dislikers. I hated sloppy kisses (not anymore), but what cracked me up the most was what I needed.

You see, I've been on my grind lately, smoking snipes from ashtrays because I can't afford bouges, cashing in my coin collection to get gas to travel back home. My boss hasn't paid me in about three weeks and I've gotta travel to New York to get his money so he can give it to me and my other two roommates. Life has been tough lately, and I've been stuck in my house for too long. Once I make some cash, and I get some savings going, I'm gonna travel.

If you got a couch and would like to show off your town, let me know.

So the reason that I cracked up to what I needed in five grade was because I needed:

MONEY

New Year, New Blog

This year is gonna be a great year. Just gotta make sure I get through this semester, then I'm turning 21 for the summer.

So in about 5 months, hit me up. Pool party at my place.

Whew, what a way to start off august,

Today started with a large iced french vanilla from Dunkin' Donuts, along with a coffee cake muffin. (I also prefer my coffee the same way I prefer my women: strong, black, and proud. )

Then it was into the city of Boston to go explore and see two awesome bands at the Paradise club, As Tall as Lions and Rx Bandits. Upon realizing during our trip into the city, our local rock station is putting on a free show at city hall plaza, and we are gonna arrive just in time to see Passion Pit. Which we did.

Then it was off to the Dise to catch the show, Sold tickets to these two girls who were waiting for hours to get in, who later on would invite us to get drunk and stoned at their place in Alston. As Tall as Lions played some sick songs with a nasty trumpet solo. The Bandits killed it harder then ever before. Their new album is absolute amazingness, and the way they transform their songs into improvisational live performances is something of awe at time. Of course, I jumped around like a madman dancing to the songs, but it was a blast.

Well Dredg was about to go on after the bandits, but my roommate and I came up with an idea to catch the Bravery ending the free show down at city hall. So we turned the ladies down on their offer of booze, weed, and possibly blowjobs for more music. (I did however manage to get their numbers, and the connect is still there. ) So we get back to city hall to catch the end of the soundcheck. The Bravery come out and start rockin the show. I begin to dance like a maniac, but this time around I had support. About five other people decided jumping around in glee was something of a "Dance Party 09" type deal. During the Bravery's last song "Honest Mistake" I was pretty worn out and kept bumping into people, but it was cool cause it was seriously an honest mistake.

Headed back home to lowell, my roommate caught a ton of salmon, so if anyone knows any good recipes let me know. Went to cop a bag, and walked into a crazy party where kids were smashing windows and putting mattresses on cars. After that craziness, we smoked a blunt, played some 2k9 and now I'm about to peruse chat for a bit to see what other adventures people have been up too and see how they kicked off their August.

Sweet.

Two Things: One Story and A Reflection

So one day, I find out that my bank account is negative 60 bucks and I'm mad salted. So I go home, and go out back to smoke a bowl to relax and take my mind off of a few things. I finish a bowl of this stuff called cherry bomb, real good, tastes awesome. So I finish the bowl and decide to smoke another, thinking I'm not high. So I pack a bowl of this stuff called barnyard haze and in the middle of smoking it, SHAZAM! My sister comes walking out with a group of friends. She's doing a scavenger hunt and her and all her friends barge out looking for me. So I hide the bowl in my pocket, make some small talk, and run inside. I hide my bowl in the sink and go back outside to help, and once I start talking I realize how high I am. I am stoned out of my mind. I mean like I'm about to throw up stoned. So I lay down for a bit, take a poop, sleep for a moment, then bam, wake up to a text asking to smoke a blunt. So I got my head together, was feeling much better, ate some food and went out.

Here's what I wrote last night after hanging out with some fungis.

Five new days into the year and I have ended up in a quite interesting night. I feel amazing to be as lucky as I am. My habits have successfully pleased me so well, and I feel so wonderfully overwhelmed with everything. There is nothing quite like spending a night watching the Michel Gondry music video collection. I have realized that within each person is a vast story, and our stories could fill volumes of books if we wanted to. We have the capacity to reach infinity if we wanted to. Somewhere down the line there could be a number no one has reached, and we could if we try. Anything is possible; we all humanely have potential to achieve greatness. It seems however that our obstacles hold us down from moving along that path. It requires strength to overcome those obstacles and if the effort is put forth, if the goal is intensely desirable then there is nothing stopping you from unleashing that measureless aptitude of your being.

Kings of Leon in Philly was amazing. Dance parties all over the place and some fucking cool people. I can't wait to make the trip back to that city, I hope it happens sometime soon.

So anyone see any good concerts lately?

I bought a bubble machine today. It is awesome. Three gallons of bubble juice is only 4 bucks.

YAY!!!!

Fucking Sudan and Genocide. I wish I didn't put this paper off for as long as I did. So much research in such a little time and now I'm feeling all stressed again.

So now I'm gonna break out, probably smoke some pot and lose track of what I'm doing and look at nekkid girls on this website all night long, not sleep long enough, miss my classes and then go to work and not have the paper done. My life fucking sucks right now, I wish school wasn't important because to me these grades don't mean shit, but to my future it does. So do I work hard now so I can relax later or do I relax now and work hard later?

That's the question I'm trying to answer, as well as How international law can solve the Darfur Genocide.

And on top of that, I broke up with the girl because she never really seemed to love me and when I tried to bring us together, she just would separate herself from me. Fuck...

Good News is that I just got the Kaiser Chiefs album, and they're really good.