Save Lando

was a strange last weekend for me. i tagged along to a BBQ at “TickTrix’s” Families home. Tick, being Loopy’s friend, invited me also. i was pretty nervous about this one. Tick and Loopy are really good friends, and throwing an entire family in also didnt help with my retarded social phobia. another thing that didnt help, was where the location was. it wasn’t too far from my work, and i was convinced early that someone there would know me. usually not a big deal, but seeing as how i was dead set on not talking about my job, i thought this point might be dangerous.

i spent the hour before battling my nervous stomach. making myself sick over going and meeting new people. in any other situation, i would have bailed. just felt like it was important to ‘Loops’, so i bit the bullet. sure enough, we go, and not ten seconds through the door, i meet Tick’s father. well, meet isnt necessarily true, i’ve known him for awhile, he being a customer at my store. so pretty much right off the bat, i was outed on my job. i mean, i didnt even get a chance to make up a new job. so no longer that night could i be what drives my passion. i couldnt be a pro-breakdancer that night. i couldnt be the infomercial ‘before’ model. so i spent a little bit of time upset. and i wasnt upset at anything there. i was upset at myself. i still am a little bit. upset, and a little dissapointed in myself. i guess that might not make sense to alot of people. sorry if it doesnt.

sunday nights are becoming increasingly depressing. someone do something about this. it’s the beginning of the work week. i have to send Loopy home before midnight, me not wanting her to turn into a pumpkin and all. not that i wouldn’t enjoy her as a pumpkin. i mean you could always make a vag-o-lantern, right? sure the conversation wont be there, and that would suck thoroughly. but afterwards, i could bake and eat her seeds! erm, remind me not to talk again.

or post pictures again.

my boss recently had a semi-humorous discussion about 9-11. he claims that arabs couldn’t have been responsible for the attacks because they are only interested in three things. the three being their sleep, their stomach, and their genitals. he claims that someone else must have done it, saying that it had to be ‘the MAFIA’. seriously. why he not working for homeland security or the pentagon is beyond me. the man could make a killing. literally.

if any of you havent checked out these guys, do so. i’m probably light years behind on this mention, but make up for it by looking extremely foxy. new blog pic up there in the corner, see? Loops says that most of my pics don’t really look like me, but this one does. as a bonus, i like the pic and will post it for you guys to fawn over / ridicule at your discretion.

ok. its bothering me now. whats the deal with the collars on the adolescent males? all the upturned collars and pastel shirts that remind me of 1987 are making me ill. i’ve been seeing it with increasing frequency the last few months and i think it’s safe to say that we’re intering a level of defense akin to defcon 3. miami vice was #1 in the theater, and i’m convinced that most of the people seeing it werent alive during the television show. i mean, if they were, why would they want to see it? television miami vice was a batter-dipped turd of a show that made don johnson a star. don freaking johnson. the only thing he should be famous for was his musical career. that shit was crazy-hot. btw don, i also, am looking for a heartbeat.

but back to the ‘fashion’. if i’m ever going to get my own fashion-based television show (what not to wear? everything), i need to make a stand. i’m sure most of my readers remember the mid-80’s. this whole upturned pastel collar crap reminds me of walking, talking newport adds. seriously. i dont want to see that again. and as a quick aside, why is it those newport adds only had white people in them?

why couldn’t they advertise pics of who’s really smoking newports? i mean, thats a bit like mcdonalds advertising with fatties, but come on, i’ll respect them more for telling the truth. tyler and elizabeth are not smoking newports, odds are, they’re smoking virginia slims with those upturned collars.

‘Loopy’ recently dragged me to a friends birthday party. a lawyer pal of heres that was celebrating his 69th birthday. my social thing was, AGAIN, pushed to the back as i braved it. We were the youngest ones there by pretty much 2 decades. it was…interesting. thankfully, the birthday boy was very nice, and i got to have an extended conversation with him. where he threatened me, if anything ever happened to Loops. seriously, why is it that everytime she takes me to meet her friends, they threaten me?

also, i’ll never catch up on the owing. Loops has met most of the people i ever hang with, and theres no one left to trade off meetings with. this convinces me that she knows far too many people. either that, or i need to just start making her meet random people who i dont even know. that should be interesting. i could even make up stories about their past just to see the reaction of both of them. remind me to do that sometime. i thought that, once again, i didnt make an ass out of myself in front of her friends. so theres a positive.

so Loops wrote about ‘V for Vendetta’. i purchased it last week because i had heard from a friend it was good. i liked it alot, though i cant say i had problems with it like she did. a few directing choices or stylistic decisions, but nothing really having to do with him not being unmasked. i think that the unmasking of characters has become somewhat cliche. its obvious the movie has taken aspects from phantom of the opera. why suffer the same kind of dramatic unmasking that seems to happen in every related movie. the phantom was unmasked. the wizard of oz was unmasked (sort of), hell, even darth vader was unmasked. i liked that we didnt get to see his mangled, hamburger face. he was a tortured patient, who escaped and vowed revenge on the people that had ruined his (and many thousands of others) life.

there was something in her post about omitting parts to make a more sympathetic case. its a movie though, it’s intended to make you feel one way or the other. you emote based on what you’re shown. as in all things, i guess.

MY OWN PERSONAL HELL

Drinks in my hell: Dr. Pepper, Milk, Tequila

Food in my hell: Mayo, Sour Cream, Ranch Dressing, Cottage cheese

Occupations in my hell: Fast Food, Jizz Mopper

Music mix in my hell: Gospel (irony), Christian Contemporary

President in my hell: George Bush

Only author in my hell: Danielle Steele

Wives in my hell: Ann Coulter, Joan Rivers, Paris Hilton

Only activities allowed in my hell: Going to Wal-Mart, Cleaning the cat box, Bible study, Giving Bea Arthur a spongebath

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NAME UP TO THREE:

Songs That I Loathe to the Core of My Being

Dusty Springfield – “Son of a preacher man”, Doobie Bros. – “Black Water”, Dave Matthews Band – “Crash”

Musical Artists That I Loathe to the Core of My Being

Celine Dion

Rolling Stones Songs I Love

Paint it Black, Gimme Shelter, Wild Horses

Beatles Songs I Love

Revolution, Glass Onion, While My Guitar gently weeps

Who Songs I Love

my generation

Reggae Songs I Love

anything by peter tosh.

Country Songs I Love

George Strait – “I Hate Everything”, Sting – “I’m so happy I can’t stop crying” (it counts), Kane – “Don’t Come Home”

Movie Soundtracks I Love

Rocky Horror Picture Show, Garden State, Hackers

Musical Soundtracks I Love

Buffy the Vampire Slayer – Once More with Feeling (stop laughing), RHPS

Cover Songs I Love

Eric Clapton/Cream – “Crossroads”, Veruca Salt – “Bodies”, Iron & Wine – “Such Great Heights”

Contemporary Top-40 Artists I Secretly Love (that i just had to look up the top 40)

Shakira, the Pussycat Dolls (but not sure they make music. they do make vids tho), 30 Seconds to Mars (though not secretly)

Songs That Bring Me to Tears

Poe – “If You Were Here”, Tori Amos – “Hey Jupiter”, Sia – “Breathe Me”

Songs That Make Me Shake My Ass

Kool & the Gang – “Jungle Boogie”, Gwen Stefani – “What you waiting for?”, Gorillaz – “Dare”

Classical Composers I Love

Grieg, J.S. Bach, Vivaldi

Rap/Hip-Hop Songs I Love

Jay-Z – “What More can I say?”, Kanye West – “Diamonds from Sierra Leone”, Ghetto Boys – “My mind is playin tricks on me”

70s Disco Songs I Love

Earth, Wind & Fire – “Boogie Wonderland”, Bee Gees – “More than a woman”, Donna Summer – “Hot Stuff”

Supergroup Songs I Love

Queen – “Killer Queen”, Metallica – “Master of Puppets”, U2 – “Electrical Storm”

Metal Songs I Love

Iron Maiden – “Number of the Beast”, Black Sabbath – “Paranoid”, Acid Bath – “Cassie eats cockroaches”

New Wave Songs I Love

New Order – “True Faith”, Flock of Seagulls – “I Ran”, Level 42 – “Something about You”

Soul/R&B Songs I Love

Marvin Gaye – “What’s Goin’ On?”, Otis Redding – “Try a little tenderness”, Jackson 5 – “A B C”

Power Ballads I Love

Slaughter – “Fly to the Angels”, Night Ranger – “Sister Christian”

Pre 1950s Songs I Love

i can’t think of any. so, i’m skipping!

Punk Songs I Love

the Distillers – “Coral Fang”, Sex Pistols – “Pretty Vacant”

Singer/Songwriter Songs I Love

Aimee Mann – “Invisible Ink”, Bob Seger – “Against the Wind”, Duncan Shiek – “Half Life”

MTV Videos I Love

Autolux – “Turnstile Blues”, Eisley – “Marvelous Things”, A Perfect Circle – “the Outsider”

None of the Above Songs I Love

Harvey Danger – “Sad Sweetheart of the Rodeo”, Tool – “10,000 Days”, Nine Inch Nails – “Gave Up”

so here i am. writing again. hooray?

had a woman with an eyepatch come into my store recently, and i couldnt help myself. i did hold back on my affirmative “yar”, but couldnt help myself when telling her that she was looking at totals of blah blah. the Iowegians visiting this past weekend, surprisingly. didnt expect them through oklahoma until november, and turkey weekend. they visited me at work, which usually isnt preferable, but always welcome. they also had to witness more of me being an ass to people, which they always get a kick out of. seriously. you’re just encouraging that behavior.

also perhaps talked one of them into helping me re-do my blog here. i’ve grown bored with its presentation, and think it needs a drastic change. i’m no html master, so i need tons of help. she knows it pretty well, and makes pages sometimes when she has the time. so look forward to changes, in a year or two.

since i last wrote… i had a birthday. thank you to everyone that remembered and sent well-wishes. i appreciate the thoughts. it happened to fall on a weekend, and i took 3 days to relax over it. spent one night with my family and Loopy, a dinner/game night that wasnt too horrible. everyone got along well, and no one seemed overly nervous. wicked game of uno that was laugh-heavy, especially when Loops and i teamed up to unload on my uncle. good times. got a few gifts, mostly consisting if cash, but got some cds and an mp3 player from the loops. the mp3 player, of course, being an excellent gift i am not able to be without now. it’s extremely tiny (the mp3 player), and to prove it, here’s a pic of it next to my erect penis.

saw Clerks 2 the other day. didnt expect much, but was pleasantly surprised. Loops and I laughed alot, and left the movie theater satisfied. she still doesnt seem very receptive to seeing John Tucker Must Die. i mean, everyone there running into that theater was 13-18 years old. and hip too. what could be better than watching a teen movie with a bunch of teens? wait. shit. looked into the EGAY suggestions, only to find it already taken (who knew?). damn. always too late. and speaking of gay, whoa…Lance Bass is? when did that happen? and how did he find time to win all those tour de france’s?

i ordered a shirt online. was dared to wear it to said birthday dinner, which i did (underneath another shirt as not to offend anyone giving me money or paying for my meal).