Back To my collegitate homeland. I'm moving into the finest aptment in all of burlington. 300 a month and staggering distance from all of my watering holes. I can also go to borders and read the periodicals for free more often now. And excellent pizza on the corner. Not maybe what I would do If'n I was a millionaire but It seems like a fair comprimise.
I give up. I want to just quit society forsake my student loans and go squat in the desert. I'll make my living selling weed, Jackin' deer and get down to growin a beard. I'll build myself a shack/giant instrument with timpanis and steel drums built into the walls. maybe a piano in the bathroom that I can fill with ping pong balls.
I've been job hunting for a week now and only one response. I put my AIM name on the Myspace and I've recieved all of these really preadatory messages from dudes wanting to get under my skirt. I was building something and I put a tool in my mouth (my mouth is like a 5th hand.) and I chipped my incisor. It feels all crumbly and I need to save up money to go get it fixed now It'll be my christmas gift to my family. Hey guys you don't have to listen to me complain about my tooth rotting out.
Jesus I need out.
I've been job hunting for a week now and only one response. I put my AIM name on the Myspace and I've recieved all of these really preadatory messages from dudes wanting to get under my skirt. I was building something and I put a tool in my mouth (my mouth is like a 5th hand.) and I chipped my incisor. It feels all crumbly and I need to save up money to go get it fixed now It'll be my christmas gift to my family. Hey guys you don't have to listen to me complain about my tooth rotting out.
Jesus I need out.
SOOOO< I'm stupid apperently and I didn't understand the theory of being tagged or the game that was afoot. If I was being hunted for sport they'd have my head on the wall now.
soooo.
1. I'm very tall. 6'6" that's 2 metres to our metric friends. I'm the tallest person in my gene pool that I know of. That should count for something I think.
2. I've lived in vermont all my life. the longest I've been away was for 3 1/2 weeks this spring for a trip to the Lost city of New Orleans. I was all ready to move down there until it got destroyed.
3. I collect oldish bikes I've got 2 ralieghs from the early 70's and a 1950s rollfast tandem I'm collecting parts so I can build a tallbike and joust my friend clark.
4. I like guns. but I'm pretty effete so the manly men in my family underestimate me and then get surprized when I'm a better shot piss drunk than they are sober.
5.I like making stuff. theres something really comforting about building something with your own hands. In the past I've taught myself to Knit, crochet.weld, circuit bend/solder.join cabinetry. I'm not always great at it but I enjoy it.
6. My tattoo is a memorial for my brother who died in 1995. It's his favorite stuffed animal Rexy. I'm thinking of ways to expand it into a sleeve.
7. I get the feeling sometimes that inanimate objects have it out for me. They do strange things around me sometimes.
8. I quit my job today. I hate it, I've firmly decided that I will never work with food again no matter how gourmet or hand crafted.
9. I can hold a whole bottle of tequila. I think it's a dangerous super power. It's certainly a portent of ill omens.
10. I was briefly jailed in NYC over new years this winter. It was over a misunderstanding about Public art.
the NYPD aren't willing to discuss semantics, and are also unaware of the works of Keith Haring.
11. I have over 1000 vinyl LPs but only 2 pair of socks that I'm aware of.
12. I've secretly been using pictures people have given me in private to make a series of new prints. I'm not sure about the morality of using someones pubic hair in a piece of art no matter how much you mess with it.
13. well actually I can't think of any other things about me right now. all you get is 12.
soooo.
1. I'm very tall. 6'6" that's 2 metres to our metric friends. I'm the tallest person in my gene pool that I know of. That should count for something I think.
2. I've lived in vermont all my life. the longest I've been away was for 3 1/2 weeks this spring for a trip to the Lost city of New Orleans. I was all ready to move down there until it got destroyed.
3. I collect oldish bikes I've got 2 ralieghs from the early 70's and a 1950s rollfast tandem I'm collecting parts so I can build a tallbike and joust my friend clark.
4. I like guns. but I'm pretty effete so the manly men in my family underestimate me and then get surprized when I'm a better shot piss drunk than they are sober.
5.I like making stuff. theres something really comforting about building something with your own hands. In the past I've taught myself to Knit, crochet.weld, circuit bend/solder.join cabinetry. I'm not always great at it but I enjoy it.
6. My tattoo is a memorial for my brother who died in 1995. It's his favorite stuffed animal Rexy. I'm thinking of ways to expand it into a sleeve.
7. I get the feeling sometimes that inanimate objects have it out for me. They do strange things around me sometimes.
8. I quit my job today. I hate it, I've firmly decided that I will never work with food again no matter how gourmet or hand crafted.
9. I can hold a whole bottle of tequila. I think it's a dangerous super power. It's certainly a portent of ill omens.
10. I was briefly jailed in NYC over new years this winter. It was over a misunderstanding about Public art.
the NYPD aren't willing to discuss semantics, and are also unaware of the works of Keith Haring.
11. I have over 1000 vinyl LPs but only 2 pair of socks that I'm aware of.
12. I've secretly been using pictures people have given me in private to make a series of new prints. I'm not sure about the morality of using someones pubic hair in a piece of art no matter how much you mess with it.
13. well actually I can't think of any other things about me right now. all you get is 12.
I quit. In general, humanity, I don't think I'm getting out of bed tommorow. It might not happen on monday either. I'm not sure if i'm going to leave to get food or weed or beer but signs point to no. I've got at least 30 pounds of extra weight on me (beer, weed) and with judicious water consumption that could last into the end of the month. or until someone convinces me that theres something to get out of bed for.
And Siduri the godess of the vine said to him:
Woe be unto you Gilgamesh, Where are you hurrying to? You will not find the life that you seek.
When the gods created man they gave him death and retained life for their own keeping. As for you fill your belly with good things night and day, day and night, dance and be merry, Feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, Bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child who holds your hand and make your lover happy in your embrace; for these too are the lot of man.
Woe be unto you Gilgamesh, Where are you hurrying to? You will not find the life that you seek.
When the gods created man they gave him death and retained life for their own keeping. As for you fill your belly with good things night and day, day and night, dance and be merry, Feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, Bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child who holds your hand and make your lover happy in your embrace; for these too are the lot of man.
I know I say this a lot, but I hate wanting things. I hate the degree which matierial culture has hijacked my brain. And I do well I think avoiding things like cars, clothes, TVs with the brain cancer and the surface area larger than my room. But stuff still gets me and I hate it. I have this big stack of books in my room that I haven't gotten to yet and I know that I'll buy more to put on the stack before I get done. I have more records than I know what to do with and I know I'll just buy more shouldn't I reach a point where enough is enough and I don't need that weird Pere Ubu LP that I saw . I want to buy a case of bullets and a big knife and an axe and go live out in the woods somewhere with none of it. Just say FUCK YOU to matierial culture for a while.
It's snowing again, I hate the snow, really but I'll have a good time wearing my hat and my scarves and and my coats with the fake fur lining and my cool ass judd nelson in the breakfast club mittens. I sort of love the transitional times of year winter drags on and summer is hard because you know it's just withering away.
Also my dear dear friend and musical coconspiritor Sebastien is back from his exile in spain. I must complete several compelation tapes for him and the best of Special Cowboy Tape I was going to make to give to other prospective partners. It's an exciting time Because I just got some new soundtoys this week and I'm electrifying my chord organ. Look for a Special Cowboy rides again reunion cd with hand drawn art and extended lapsteel/organ composistions in the very near future.
Hot Damn,
It's winter again.
Also my dear dear friend and musical coconspiritor Sebastien is back from his exile in spain. I must complete several compelation tapes for him and the best of Special Cowboy Tape I was going to make to give to other prospective partners. It's an exciting time Because I just got some new soundtoys this week and I'm electrifying my chord organ. Look for a Special Cowboy rides again reunion cd with hand drawn art and extended lapsteel/organ composistions in the very near future.
Hot Damn,
It's winter again.
I shaved all my hair off again. I
> bought a 500$ car this weekend. I made some
> stickers that say "real vermonters go
commando" I
> went on a bike ride with my cousin yesterday and
> we harrased some cows with my red homocycle. I was woken up
> this morning (9am EST) by christians who
wanted to
> prolesthetize to me about their dread lord. I
> tried to explain that I was a secular humanist and
> didn't need redemption via contractor but they
> didn't seem to understand the theory of good
deeds
> without divine retribution so they continued to
> try to enter my house despite my numerous
polite
> hints to get them off my lawn. Finally I had to
> make a vulgar comment about my biological
need to
> cuff one off to get them offended enough to go
> somewhere else. See all the fun things you miss
by
> not hangin out with me.
> bought a 500$ car this weekend. I made some
> stickers that say "real vermonters go
commando" I
> went on a bike ride with my cousin yesterday and
> we harrased some cows with my red homocycle. I was woken up
> this morning (9am EST) by christians who
wanted to
> prolesthetize to me about their dread lord. I
> tried to explain that I was a secular humanist and
> didn't need redemption via contractor but they
> didn't seem to understand the theory of good
deeds
> without divine retribution so they continued to
> try to enter my house despite my numerous
polite
> hints to get them off my lawn. Finally I had to
> make a vulgar comment about my biological
need to
> cuff one off to get them offended enough to go
> somewhere else. See all the fun things you miss
by
> not hangin out with me.
I hate ebay because I hate waiting for things. I'm like a 4 year old. Why can't people just buy it now and give me my money so I can buy more crap I don't need. I know this sort of defeats the purpose of an auction and that i should calm down and enjoy the sublime drama of capitalism at work but i'm not sure its in my nature, Plus I REALLY want that black tuck and roll amp to replace my old one. But if anyone wants a les paul or a 4 track here are the numberses
Tascam 4 track 7353066635
Gibson Les Paul 7353058965
Tascam 4 track 7353066635
Gibson Les Paul 7353058965
Tell Us something we don't know.
I hate capitalism. I hate the job hunt. I hate the Big Grift.I feel like I've been sold some magic beans but instead of trading off a cow I've traded any chance of surviving independently. The attacks are back and the breathing exersizes don't help. Someday I will normalize. someday someday. Someday normal function will return to my body and I won't feel like someone is going to stab me at any moment. Someday I'll calm the fuck down and I won't worry about the republican plot to bring about a literal apocolypse.
P.s. I've been double dipping on material so this stuff goes here and in my blogamagog.
I hate capitalism. I hate the job hunt. I hate the Big Grift.I feel like I've been sold some magic beans but instead of trading off a cow I've traded any chance of surviving independently. The attacks are back and the breathing exersizes don't help. Someday I will normalize. someday someday. Someday normal function will return to my body and I won't feel like someone is going to stab me at any moment. Someday I'll calm the fuck down and I won't worry about the republican plot to bring about a literal apocolypse.
P.s. I've been double dipping on material so this stuff goes here and in my blogamagog.
