ATTENTION, PATRONS OF THE SG UNIVERSE!
TUNE YOUR STATIONS!
REXX HAS ACQUIRED THE INTERNET AND THEREFORE REJOINED THE RANKS OF THE CURRENT CENTURY. THIS VERY IRREGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAM IS BEING BROUGHT TO YOU COURTESY OF TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES IN THE WORK PLACE!
what's up motherfuckers?
i cannot even remember the last day i had off with nothing to do and yet the generator on my food truck hit the shitter this morning and i am off for the next three days. praise technological failure!
i came home. immediately removed clothing. brewed a pot of coffee. went to pick up a book and then it dawned on me how much i miss everyone and that it has been many moons since my last blog.
so, i cranked up some jams (alice to be exact) and now here we are.
even beginning to do a true catching up on my life would be far too daunting a task for an afternoon now dedicated to relaxation so i will let it go to the wind with a few details and suffice it to say that my life has changed very much beginning with the ending of a four and a half year relationship. i believe in love very much and i was very much in love for a very long time. the only time that i ever have been. i still love him and i always will. he is the most wonderful person that i have ever known and i know in my heart that nothing will ever surpass the way that i felt when we were together. no one wronged the other, which is part of what made it so difficult. but despite all the love in the world i simply have not been satisfied with my life for quite some time. i need to be happy. a rut existed for so long that i no longer knew what to do but let everything go and hope for the best. it has been strange and difficult and at times very sad but i knew in my heart that it is what i needed to rediscover personal happiness. we only live once and then rot and the very least we can do in the face of this mortal burden of attempting to attach meaning to life and all that happens within it is to fucking enjoy it.
i know that the great tragedies of history often fascinate men with approaching horror. paralyzed, they cannot make up their minds to do anything but wait. so they wait, and one day the gorgon devours them. but i should like to convince you that the spell can be broken, that there is only an illusion of impotence, that strength of heart, intelligence and courage are enough to stop fate and sometimes reverse it. one has merely to will this, not blindly, but with a firm and reasoned will
people are too readily resigned to fatality. they are too ready to believe that, after all, nothing but bloodshed makes history progress and that the stronger always progresses at the expense of the weaker. such fatality exists perhaps. but man's task is not to accept it or to bow to its laws. if he had accepted it in the earliest ages, we should still be living in prehistoric times. the task of men of culture and faith, in any case, is not to desert historical struggles nor to serve the cruel and inhuman elements in those struggles. it is rather to remain what they are, to help man against what is oppressing him, to favor freedom against the fatalities that close in upon it.
that is the condition under which history really progresses, innovates--in a word, creates. in everything else it repeats itself, like a bleeding mouth that merely vomits forth a wild stammering.
-albert camus
on a lighter note...
MARYLAND DEATHFEST.
my sweet whiskey it was an epic, epic weekend!
four days of metal and beautiful metalheads and i just did not want it to end.
BOLT THROWER blew my mind the first night as rain poured torrentially down all around.
pallbearer, evoken, the obsessed, pentagram, weedeater, pelican, carcass, venom
MOTHER FUCKING SLEEP
i cannot express how amazing it was to see them live.
a crowd full of arms up, palms open to the stage, praising the stoner titans.
steaks and bloody-marys for breakfast
enough whiskey and beer to flood a small island
late, late nights
met so many wonderful people from pittsburgh and beyond
(including our Json !)
behold! the mightiest displays of metal i have ever had the pleasure to witness:
\m/
\m/
\m/
came back and immediately caught some melvins here in pittsburgh. awesome local band derketa last saturday. karma to burn coming up soon. windhand coming up soon.
SUMMER. mmmm, smells like METAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
well as noted earlier, i have been working my ass off and have not had a single day off with nothing to do in approximately eight million years so our update will now cease. but i have the internet now and i will be back soon.
how are yinz? what are your plans for the weekend?
oh! yeah. one more thing.
i shot back in january with corwinprescott . july 30th it is.
my tits will see you in member review.
take care, baby.
<3 Rexx
TUNE YOUR STATIONS!
REXX HAS ACQUIRED THE INTERNET AND THEREFORE REJOINED THE RANKS OF THE CURRENT CENTURY. THIS VERY IRREGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAM IS BEING BROUGHT TO YOU COURTESY OF TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES IN THE WORK PLACE!
what's up motherfuckers?
i cannot even remember the last day i had off with nothing to do and yet the generator on my food truck hit the shitter this morning and i am off for the next three days. praise technological failure!
i came home. immediately removed clothing. brewed a pot of coffee. went to pick up a book and then it dawned on me how much i miss everyone and that it has been many moons since my last blog.
so, i cranked up some jams (alice to be exact) and now here we are.
even beginning to do a true catching up on my life would be far too daunting a task for an afternoon now dedicated to relaxation so i will let it go to the wind with a few details and suffice it to say that my life has changed very much beginning with the ending of a four and a half year relationship. i believe in love very much and i was very much in love for a very long time. the only time that i ever have been. i still love him and i always will. he is the most wonderful person that i have ever known and i know in my heart that nothing will ever surpass the way that i felt when we were together. no one wronged the other, which is part of what made it so difficult. but despite all the love in the world i simply have not been satisfied with my life for quite some time. i need to be happy. a rut existed for so long that i no longer knew what to do but let everything go and hope for the best. it has been strange and difficult and at times very sad but i knew in my heart that it is what i needed to rediscover personal happiness. we only live once and then rot and the very least we can do in the face of this mortal burden of attempting to attach meaning to life and all that happens within it is to fucking enjoy it.
i know that the great tragedies of history often fascinate men with approaching horror. paralyzed, they cannot make up their minds to do anything but wait. so they wait, and one day the gorgon devours them. but i should like to convince you that the spell can be broken, that there is only an illusion of impotence, that strength of heart, intelligence and courage are enough to stop fate and sometimes reverse it. one has merely to will this, not blindly, but with a firm and reasoned will
people are too readily resigned to fatality. they are too ready to believe that, after all, nothing but bloodshed makes history progress and that the stronger always progresses at the expense of the weaker. such fatality exists perhaps. but man's task is not to accept it or to bow to its laws. if he had accepted it in the earliest ages, we should still be living in prehistoric times. the task of men of culture and faith, in any case, is not to desert historical struggles nor to serve the cruel and inhuman elements in those struggles. it is rather to remain what they are, to help man against what is oppressing him, to favor freedom against the fatalities that close in upon it.
that is the condition under which history really progresses, innovates--in a word, creates. in everything else it repeats itself, like a bleeding mouth that merely vomits forth a wild stammering.
-albert camus
on a lighter note...
MARYLAND DEATHFEST.
my sweet whiskey it was an epic, epic weekend!
four days of metal and beautiful metalheads and i just did not want it to end.
BOLT THROWER blew my mind the first night as rain poured torrentially down all around.
pallbearer, evoken, the obsessed, pentagram, weedeater, pelican, carcass, venom
MOTHER FUCKING SLEEP
i cannot express how amazing it was to see them live.
a crowd full of arms up, palms open to the stage, praising the stoner titans.
steaks and bloody-marys for breakfast
enough whiskey and beer to flood a small island
late, late nights
met so many wonderful people from pittsburgh and beyond
(including our Json !)
behold! the mightiest displays of metal i have ever had the pleasure to witness:
\m/
\m/
\m/
came back and immediately caught some melvins here in pittsburgh. awesome local band derketa last saturday. karma to burn coming up soon. windhand coming up soon.
SUMMER. mmmm, smells like METAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
well as noted earlier, i have been working my ass off and have not had a single day off with nothing to do in approximately eight million years so our update will now cease. but i have the internet now and i will be back soon.
how are yinz? what are your plans for the weekend?
oh! yeah. one more thing.
i shot back in january with corwinprescott . july 30th it is.
my tits will see you in member review.
take care, baby.
<3 Rexx
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there are better beaches, but that one was pretty secluded...
haha...I'm full of sayings....some of them are not bad....others make people cringe at the thought....
I'm having a not too bad start to the day....could be better, but then again I could be a millionaire.......but that would be boring.....