||[08 Jul 2010|03:09pm]
FIVE YEARS INTO THE FUTURE AND THIS SHIT IS STILL HERE.
So funny. My password also hasn't changed in five years. Bad for security I guess.
This is a message to myself five years from now ( the year 2015):
Holy shit dude, 2015! I mean, 2010 was THE FUTURE but 2015 looks even more credible. I guess that's it.
|Just drawing my baby at work
||[09 Aug 2005|12:21pm]
Nicer version. I have no idea who Pierce B. Dunn is (evidently a Chairman) but for some reason I have a pad from his desk.
||[04 Aug 2005|09:37am]
There's a new show starting on FX called 'Starved' and I have a small grievance. In a clip of the show, one of the characters admits "I ate a coffee cake out of the trash can this morning." HELLO? Seinfeld? George ate a Devil's Creme Cake out of the trash can.
And no, after Seinfeld, no program can ever have a character eat any type of cake/pastry out of the trash can. Ever.
|...and they spoke in tongues not foreign to their own
||[19 Jul 2005|03:27pm]
"Oh LORD" shouted Mike as he ran across his back yard dodging clotheslines and jumped the fence. The beast, the beast was at it again. As he landed, his foot caught on the dogs chain and he fell onto the grass. Struggling to get up, he heard the growl of the beast as it drew closer. He was shaking and sweating and not able to stand on his feet by the time it was hoving over him. A single bead of spit fell onto his face as the beast laid it's paw upon his chest, pinning him to the ground. White teeth shown, the beast dug into Mike's thigh (the meatiest part) and tore his leg clean off. The beasts paw dug into Mike's stomach as he screamed. Not for help, no, he couldn't form words, just sounds. Just screamed until the animal silenced him. Silenced him forever. DEATH. 2006 here we come!!
(I just checked the time on my computer just in case it wasn't already 2006, I sometimes forget)
My left turn signal is going dead, my headlights aren't working and need to be repaired by order of a police dude, I need to get a new tire due to my flat, plus, I need oil changed (I'm probably 2000 miles over) not to mention I need to still pay a parking ticket that's overdue.
How many tickets/problems can you get riding a bike? Hmm...might want to look into that.
Things are going well, Laura was sick this weekend and she's been working alot to help with the honeymoon. We have a show tomorrow nite at the Talking Head that should be alright. Yeah.
|hey hey hey smoke weed everyday
||[13 Jun 2005|03:20pm]
I've recieved an overwhelming number of e-mails basically stating that I don't update my journal enough and everyone wants to know what's going on with me. Well, calm down.
Quite a bit of my brain-power is being exerted toward wedding plans. My old lady gave me a list of duties and so far I've done 1 out of 7. But in my defense, I'm partly done another 4. We're doing great and in a few months we'll have Nevin "the human vacuum" Laughlin living with us.
I hate my job and I can't wait until I get a new one.
Now to lighten the mood, you'll probably want to watch these:
http://www.kimmershow.com/fileTamer/tazered.wmv - What you'd get if I ever became a cop.
http://www.ryanmcfaul.com/mirror/gb_medium.html - What amazes me about this one is that Clint never told anyone that there was a song written about him.
http://www.elliotinthemorning.com/videos/rednecksurfing.wmv - Can anyone tell if this is Elijah Dorsey?
|I was going to be clever....
||[03 May 2005|01:53pm]
like do something hilarious by filling this out with a theme of "your mom" or something equally as funny, but, I decided to just be normal.
1. What is your name?
2. What color underwear are you wearing now?
3. What are you listening to right now?
Ah, I'm not sure, nothing in particular. If anything probably Belle and Sebastian.
4. What are the last 2 digits of your phone number?
5. What was the last thing you ate?
6. If you were a crayon what color would you be?
7. How is the weather right now?
A bit brisk, with the chance of rain.
8. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
Hmm. Clint and I have been text messaging. And that's how the kids "talk" now, right? Isn't that what the MTV says?
9. what is the first thing u notice about opposite sex?
How most of them can beat me up.
10. Favorite Food?
11. Favorite Drink?
12. Favorite Alcoholic Drink?
Woodchuck Apple Cider
13. Favorite place to shop?
Ah, I don't really shop.
14. Hair color?
15. Eye Color?
16. Do you wear contacts?
17. Top or Bottom?
18. Favorite Month?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmarch (no, not really, I just thought that looked funny)
19. Favorite Fast Food?
None for me, thanks. (except Subway)
20. Last Movie you Watched?
21. Favorite Day of the Year?
22. Are you too shy to ask someone out?
Who cares? I don't have to worry about that anymore!
23. Summer or Winter?
24. Hugs or Kisses?
Whichever your mom prefers
25. Chocolate or Vanilla?
26. Do you want your friends to respond back?
I'll respond back with my fist.
27. Who is most likely to respond?
Respond to what? I don't give a crap about someones witty comments.
28. Who is least likely to respond?
29. What books are you reading?
I just finished Fast Food Nation. It's about all that "behind-the-scenes" stuff with fast food companies. Really good.
30. Favorite TV Show?
31. What's on your mouse pad?
I don't use that pussy stuff.
32. Favorite board game?
33. What did you do last night?
Probably weight lifted a whole lot, played some football, drank cheap beer with the guys and hassled some dumb bitches down at the Hall.
34. Favorite Author?
Tim Watley. His work is pretty obscure, but he wrote some good works. One being: "Call 301-791-3356 for a good time, Mike Richards sucks fat pole". You can check his stuff out at E. Russell Middle School, third stall on the left.
35. Who inspires you?
I don't need inspiration, God speaks through me.
36. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?
37. Dogs or cats?
38. Favorite Flower?
Flowers are for girls.
39. What do you say when you wake up in the A.M.?
40. Do you still talk to your best friends from middle school?
41. What's on your desk?
I have my glass of water, various work supplies, pens and the like. I have a phone, my DELL computer, an inbox with papers and stuff, a few pads, my outbox, some folders, a scanner, CD-Rs, manuals and junk. Plus, my Swingline stapler.
42. Rock Concert or symphony?
Only fags who listen to Nickleback and Fuel go to "rock concerts".
43. Play or Opera?
44. Have you ever fired a gun?
But of course.
45. Do you like to travel by plane?
46. Right-handed or Left-handed?
47. Smooth or Chunky Peanut Butter?
48. How many pillows do you sleep with?
49. City and State you were born?
50. Ever hitchhiked?
51. whos the coolest person u know?
52. whats your favorite video game?
The Legend of Zelda for Super Nintendo.
||[28 Apr 2005|03:53pm]
Also, I felt like my new user picture guy looked similar to me when I had my beard. He appeals to me.
||[28 Apr 2005|03:48pm]
So...'The OC' isn't that bad of a show. I downloaded an episode at work today (Laura asked me to get some so she could watch) and it was suprisingly entertaining, sweet, and it left me wanting more.
How 'bout it.
|What the Bleep Do We Know?
||[31 Mar 2005|12:18pm]
Okay, to get down to it, I won't write anything about this movie other than the ideas it speaks about. I won't write about the no-name no-accreditation scientists, the creepy Zha Zha Gabor lady who channels a 35,000 year old woman from Atlantis who has a 1.2 million compound in the west with thousands of followers, or how none of them have a correct idea on God. (not that I do, but I have more of one than freak lady).
Anyway. The film brought up some very interesting concepts. One of which being that we only understand what we do because it's only what we can percieve as reality. For example, the only reason we know the things around us, tables, lights, trees, wind etc...is because we can see, hear, taste, feel and smell them. We are limited to these 5 factors that make us aware of our surroundings. In theory, there are things going on around us, things that we are not aware of simply because we do not have the ability to be aware of them. There really isn't anything saying that these things aren't there. It's a good theory, but why waste time trying to investigate and understand something that we will NEVER be able to know. This is the main idea that the rest of the movie borrows from. Namely, the idea of possibility. There were a few other concepts that were interesting, but one in particular bugged me. The idea was that it is possible for matter, visible to the naked eye, to be in two different places at one. Therefore, it is a possibility that we could be two places at once. Yet, such an amazing idea brought up in the film was only mentioned once, and NEVER explained. Geesh.
But the part that really bothered me was the section on God. What upsets me most is these people are trying to apply physics and their ideas to God. it's like using a word in it's definition, it doesn't work. You can't apply logic to a being that created logic, it's well beyond that. Zha Zha Gabor stated that it is impossible to sin against God because we are all God, and for such a huge being, for us to sin against him would be practically nothing. That would be true, if we were all God, but we're not. I can vouch for myself on that one! And yes, we can sin against such a being, especially if he created each of us individually. Such an infinite God would most certainly have the ability to take part in each of our lives, and to expect the most of all of us. He could also set himself apart from us if he'd liked, he could be completely absent from our universe, but he chose not to. And it's very apparent that he is involved with our world.
People who watch this movie, take notes on it and state that it's amazing are two things: 1. gullible 2. probably a hippie.
It's not an amazing movie. The ideas it bring about quantum physics aren't really "quantum physics". It's mostly all hypothetical, and not in the quantum/hypothetical way. And it doesn't help that most of the movie is really New Agey and the sub-plot is really silly (I'd just rather it not be there).
Einstein made an analogy that our universe to us is like a large library to a child. As a child, we walk in and see shelves upon shelves stacked to the top, filled with books of different sizes, written in different languages about different topics. We don't understand all of the books in this place, but we understand that all of these were written and properly arranged by someone.
I guess I'm done. This wasn't written and articulated very well because I'm at work and my attention is always somewhere else.
||[25 Mar 2005|10:12am]
(In reference to George urinating in the gym locker room shower)
George: "What was I supposed to do? Put on my bathrobe, go all the way down to the other end, walk all the way back!?"
Elaine: "You ever hear of: holding it in?"
George: "No, no, that's very bad for the kidneys."
Elaine: "How do you know?"
George: "Medical journals!"
Jerry: "Do the medical journals mention anything about standing in a pool of someone else's urine?"
||[25 Mar 2005|10:07am]
Jerry: "I love saying "My wife". Once I started saying it, I couldn't stop. "My wife" this, "My wife" that. It's an amazing way to begin a sentence!"
Kramer: "My wife has an inner-ear infection!"
Kramer: "I like that!"
||[25 Mar 2005|10:00am]
"The only warning label that people really respect is 'Dry Clean Only'. You know? Speed limits, lung cancer, ciggarette warnings, your very life is at stake. You go, "Ah, to hell with it!" But Dry Clean Only? "OH DON'T PUT THAT IN THE WASH! IT'S DRY CLEAN ONLY!"
I realized that I still had 2 DVD cd's worth of my Seinfeld episodes I downloaded. So what do I do? I bring them to work with me and listen to Seinfeld ALL DAY LONG. Awesome.
||[22 Mar 2005|12:18pm]
New photo for myself. You may have noticed that, no; I am not a 6 year old chink (chink, ching-chong, wing-wang, whatever you want to call those slantey eyed monsters). I just thought the kid looked funny.
||[16 Mar 2005|03:29pm]
thirteen random things you like:
03) My band
05) Felt-tip pens
12) Fixing things (especially guitars)
13) Italian Food
01) Fight Club
02) Old School
03) Band of Brothers
04) Dumb & Dumber
05) Office Space
06) Punch-Drunk Love
07) The Jerk
08) The Three Amigos
09) Jerry Seinfeld: I'm Telling You For The Last Time (not an actual movie, but it's more of one than a TV show)
10) Shawshank Redemption
eleven good bands/artists:
02) Explosions in the Sky
03) The Appleseed Cast
04) Godspeed! You Black Emperor
06) Norma Jean
07) The Chariot
09) The Gloria Record
11) Belle & Sebastian
ten things about you:
01) I can fart on command 90% of the time
02) I used to be able to walk on my hands, but now, just my feet
03) I still feel like I don't have enough time in my day
04) I buy too many guitars
05) I don't buy enough guitars
06) If "they" could somehow make chocolately chocolate, I would love that
07) I'm easily entertained
08) I love Laura like noone's business
09) I used to think I had a nice belt buckle collection, but it's kinda wimpy.
10) I very rarely ever wash my hands after I urinate (stand-up stall only)
nine friends (in no particular order):
eight favourite foods/drinks:
06) Iced Tea
07) Woodchuck Cider
08) Orange Juice
seven things you wear daily:
six things that annoy you:
01) Drivers who travel in the passing lane
02) Drivers who don't use turn signals. I don't care if you're being wreckless, just use your turn signal.
03) Drivers who do 35mph on the on-ramp then try and floor it up to 75mph at the last minute.
04) Drivers who are going 95mph and want to pass me while I'm already passing someone. Hold your horses.
05) Drivers who are waiting to cross a lane of traffic and half their car is sticking out into my lane.
06) Drivers who just suck. Get with it.
five things you touch everyday:
01) Computer keyboard
03) My genitals
05) Laura & Domino
four shows you watch: (I don't watch TV anymore, so this applies to shows on DVD)
02) King of the Hill
03) Kids in the Hall
three celebrities you have a crush on:
01) Brad Pitt
02) Brad Pitt
03) Brad Pitt
two people you'd like to kiss:
01) Laura and her dog
02) Brian and his dog
one person you could (are) spend (ing) the rest of your life with:
Now that I've wasted a good 1/2 hour at work, I feel like I've accomplished something.
The past few days I've been trying to fix the neck on my Gibson and I actually got it. Suprisingly, it actually plays better now than it did before I snapped the neck off. I bought that Gorilla Glue stuff, it's supposed to be the strongest glue ever. I glued the head back to the neck, but the amount of area that was actually wood touching wood was like, 30% of what it SHOULD be. Dang. SOOOO there was a ton of empty space where the wood splintered and I lost big chunks. So then I bought some wood filler in a tube, and squeezed and packed that all in the empty spots, let it dry, then sanded it down. I strung it up last night (awaiting the sheer horror of it snapping off and strings and wood come flying into my face) and it held. I've left it like that overnight to see if it is stretching, if not, then it'll be fine.
I also bought the Les Paul version so now I have a Melody Maker set. Laura picked it up in Hagerstown for me yesterday and brought it home. It is in ALOT better shape than when I bought the SG. The frets are almost perfect and the wood is in alot better condition. Whoever had the SG before me really went to town on it, but the Les Paul is really nice.
Tonite I buy tuning machines and I'll install the pickup into it and a output jack and we'll see how it sounds.
My stomach hurts alot and I have gas, yet again. Phew!
|Josh is workin' for da weekend
||[25 Feb 2005|11:52am]
Work is crazy today. I come in and I get 10 emails all saying that so and so has been calling, they need their crap asap, we need this mailed out today asap, we need these classes certificates faxed asap. It feels like the rush is over for now, so I'm taking a quick break to release a bit.
This weekend we have a show in Cumberland. Laura, Brian and I are coming back at 4 so that we can go to my grandpaps "shrimp feed". Brian thinks that we're going to feed shrimp. What an idiot.
Back to work.
||[23 Feb 2005|03:13pm]
I have gas, and my stool is soft.