poisonboy

Had my last class last night (for Oral Communication- basically the Grad school equivalent of Speech Class). The teacher brought wine... Bad idea. I did my speech. Sat down. Had a few, and went home feeling like shit. I also hadnt had much to eat that day. Kind of funny, though, the teacher brought 8 bottles of wine and kept saying,
Who wants more WINE!
And then he kept looking at me and winking.
What does he know about me that I didnt tell him??!!
Well, regardless, its another A in the bank on the olgrad school transcript.

I feel bad that I havent talked to my boy Chris (C-Chronic) Morris- whos from D.C. but currently lives in Las Cruces, New Mexico- for over a month. We used to be bruthas from a different mother, but somewhere down the road things malfunctioned. We were roommates our senior year and we were best friends for four years... what happened!
(Theres pictures of Chris in my pics folder for visual reference).

I want to read the novel THE RISEN by J. Knight. It looks creepy.

The new Soilwork album is amazing!! Perhaps their best yet. Speeds (or whatever the vocalist is calling himself on this album) voice is entrancing. And his lyrics are profoundly human. Therapeutic music is as essential as Vitamin C (Im speaking, of course, of the supplement, not the pop singer).

I want to change my Fantasy in my profile. I like the one Ive got, but THIS has been my dream since early 2002. Tell me what you think:
I want to raise the money to buy a two story house in downtown St. Louis, or Chicago, or Madison, WI (whatever liberal Midwest city will have me) and turn it into a writing school. Kids (or adults- whore kids inside) can register on-line and submit some work. Ill then sift through the best entries and accept between 5 and 8 people to come to stay for a Summer. They arrive and keep the house running the pay the utilities, etc. and then just spend all damn Summer WRITING, living together, and experiencing themselves creatively in a place theyve (possibly) never lived before. Of course, Ill have to had more published than I have now (just two short stories at the moment) in order to be any kind of an authority or be any help or inspiration to young(er) writers, I suppose.
I just want to make this happen.
If I get ANY kind of royalties from my two books (both of which remain unpublished at the moment) this school will be priority number one.
All my fantasies relate to some artistic endeavor.
I know... I know... S.G. probably wanted something sexual or salacious... but if S.G. people wanna know THAT theyre going to have to ASK ME what it is...


My nightmares run thus; Im sitting in a cold, colorless tiled bathroom, with my face in my hands, listening to a scratchy radio broadcast of the apocalypse. The voice on the radio is demanding and sounds like Orson Wells reading WAR OF THE WORLDS and his voice hangs in the air like the intangible smoke of burning gas... My nightmares have GOT to be more conventional in the future!

Just watched the Hammer horror movie FRANKENSTEIN AND THE MONSTER FROM HELL. Easily one of the best pieces of art committed to film... it just suffers from an unfortunate title.
I hope when Im an old man I come across like Peter Cushing; hes got those gaunt, bony German features and those cold, dead fish eyes that stab people right in their souls and makes them feel instantly tiny and insignificant.
MAN, I LOVE PETER CUSHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Christopher Lee is cool, too. But hes no Peter Cushing or Vincent Price, dammit!

Ive been thinking long about William S. Burroughs and Brion Gysins theory of Tape Cut-Ups and how one can splice sound bytes, film cells and written narratives and piece them together randomly in order to achieve something cohesive, such as Burroughs did with NOVA EXPRESS and THE TICKET THAT EXPLODED.
The question remains; do I the patience for an activity such as this? I hope so.

The characters in my new book (THE WORK) are pretty condescending and spiteful. I dont really WANT to write in great length about despicable people, but if thats how they turn out then I suppose that is how they were meant to bleed onto the page.

Well, my week is complete and happy now cuz...
THEY JUST ANNOUNCED THAT god forbid WILL BE HEADLINING THEIR OWN SHOW IN ST. LOUIS WITH caliban AND full blown chaos IN SUPPORT!!!!!!
I JUST GOT MY TIX (only $13!).

DAMMIT! God Forbid and Caliban are the two bands Ive been rocking out to SEVERELY for the last few months!
I listen to Gone Forever at least once a week and Caliban is ALWAYS in rotation on my listening chart.
I just LOVE shows where you go to see every band on the bill. Its at those show that you 1.) never sit down 2.) go home feeling drained and soaked in your (and everyone elses) sweat 3.) really feel like you got your moneys worth, and 4.) have the best, COMPLETE evening youll probably have all week. Cuz when you like every band on the bill you get there early (or, at least, I do) and get up front and then ROCK YOUR ASS OFF!!!!!
Now, there are two other bands on the bill, whom Im not familiar with, but Ill give em a chance and see. Its from watching opening acts that I fell in love with Lungbrush, Dope, Undying, Autumn Offering, Pissing Razors, DevilInside, and Unearth.
OH, MAN!!!!!
I know Im blathering, but this show has just made my fucking week!!!!
Every year a coupla shows come around that just CHANGE MY LIFE with the line-up and this is one of them!
In 2002 it was the Cannibal Corpse/Pissing Razors tour and the Hatebreed/Six Feet Under tour.
Last year it was the Lamb of God/Fear Factory/Throwdown show and the Kittie/Crisis/Otep tour!
I think this might be the sickest, most brutal show EVER!!!!!
And Caliban (from the Fatherland) is music for my soul!
Andy Dorner has got one of the sickest and most beautiful voices in the industry (save for, maybe, Byron from God Forbid or Karyn Crisis).

Well, this journal entrys long as hell and I gotta get to work for a 7 hour shift.

Then tomorrow its 9-5 and then the Throwdown show.
I live a charmed life.

PS- new pics are up! Come and get em!