bruiser_boy

Okay, so time for my weekly update.
The job is still pretty fun, but the commute is a bitch, especially in winter. It was snowing heavily monday, so I set out an hour and a half early for work and filled my gas tank on the way. Mind you, my tank was at the red line because on friday, I was driving home with a...
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The record store gig seems to be going quite well. I spend most of my days putting cds on the shelves and stickering. Its mindless work, but its the kind of mindless work I can do for hours on end. No responsibilities, limited customer assistance, good mix of metal, blues, jazz and post punk playing to get in a good rhythm. Commuting is kind of...
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I made my 666th comment on here since rejoining the site in late 2003 today. Fitingly, it was about Mr. T.
My updates may become more sparse because I'm going to be working full time at the Warehouse starting tomorrow.

I went in for the job interview at the Bullmoose Warehouse and was pretty much hired on the spot this afternoon. I start tuesday. I'm warehouse staff, not a clerk, so I don't normally work with customers. If you see me working feel free to wave or whatnot, but I really cant socialize because I'll be really busy.

Funny, I said I probably wouldnt update for a week, and here I am 24 hours later doing just that.
Yesterday was such a great day. Roadtrip. Possible job offer in Portland at a music warehouse (pays not great, but the environment and music discount will kick ass). Found "Never is Forever", completing my turbonegro album collection (I had it on vinyl already, but the...
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Ho-o-o-lee sheeeeyit, Its January 31st, 2005!!!
Umm. I have no idea what that really means, it just sounded good. Since I probably wont update this thing for another week, let me just wish LilJackKnife a happy birthday in advance.
This week's mission is getting contact information from the Portland Phoenix, Casco Bay Weekly and Salt Productions to set up interviews.
Long term mission: Establishing Turbojugend...
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I survived the great blizzard of 2004, though really it was more of a subzero windstorm with a few inches of snow by the time it reached Lewiston. I'm kind of disappointed.

Oh, and if you recieved a painful groin injury during the blizzard, you may want to consult with the Scrotal Safety Commission.

I went to see The Life Aquatic with Steve Zisou last night. Keep in mind it only premiered in Lewiston on Friday because the local theaters were trying to extract as much money from the Grudge as they possibly could or something.
I'll spare you a long review of the film. Suffice to say I really liked some scenes/aspects and the overall story/tone of the...
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A cop pulled me over this afternoon as I was on my way to the record store. He asked me if I had any idea why he had pulled me over.

"Was I going a little too fast?" I responded, nervously.

"No. Actually, I saw your blue inspection sticker, and thought it looked a little strange. Its the first one I've seen this year."

I...
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Looking back on 2004, it was a pretty stupid year.
Let's start with the latest news. With over 58,000 people killed in a Tsunami, my local paper made sure that readers skimming the front page knew that 2003 Sports Illustrated swimsuit cover girl Petra Nemacova survived the disaster. Way to put a sexy face on human suffering, Sun Journal!
Stupid.

The presidential election? It was...
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I live a block away from one of Lewiston's housing projects. Its not necesarily the worst neighborhood in the city, in fact there are some fairly nice apartments in there, but its populated with enough shitheads that when the cops come to check out the damage inflicted to the house every few months, they kind of shrug and say "Well, you do live near the...
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Apparently crack's back in vogue with Lewiston's old gaurd again. Its heartbreaking and incredibly frustrating. These are people who used watch my back when I was the only punk at Lewiston Jr. High. Some (admittedly not all) of these people are absolutely brilliant and increibly talented. I'll never understand how someone's self esteem can be so fucked that the idea of smoking that shit can...
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