Friday.
I get taken up into space today. So long, everyone.
I was thinking about Max’s ‘Peter’ post, and realizing that if we all could know what other people really thought about us, a lot of ‘friendships’ would disappear in smoke.
Guy in line at the bank today was scaring everyone. Meth, facial tattoos, the proclivity for pulling one’s shirt up one’s torso, strutting in pure alpha-male fashion, and making confrontational eye contact will often frighten meeker primates. He didn’t like me. At all. ‘Cause I was bigger and meaner, without all the attitude and fashion accessories. That’s my schtick.
Drummers. They all either drink too much or think too much.
The Who’s ‘Quadrophenia’ is officially my favorite album of all time. The non-sequitur photo above is a picture of an impending confrontation between Rockers and Mods in Texas, circa 1967.
I think I’ve successfully pushed the Tortured Borg Beetle down the page. Thanks for reading.
Oh, Max did it already. And I’ve gone and stomped on him. Sorry, Max. It’s because I’m so frickin’ Superior.
Friday!!
You did push the beetle borg down but I had just done that with my racist post. Maybe I’ll edit the date. It’s mostly for my racist wife, who really hates white people. We both do. But she hates camping too.
Funny you should mention Quadrophenia. I’ve been obsessed with everything written by Pete Townshend lately. Made a Pandora station and can’t get off it. Dude can’t write a simple pop song without turning it into opera. Love him. Anyway, I heard the overture to Quadrophenia today and it’s the first thing that makes me hate Pandora. I wanted desperately to hear the entire opera but I don’t have it. Might have to try last.fm.
Oh yeah…
Brilliant. And depressing.
Comment on September 25, 2009 @ 3:52 pm
I used to know this guy, met him in an acting class, who asked me to help him out by driving him on weekends to jail, where he was serving time for spousal abuse. He was quite friendly, desperate for the help, so I drove him.
One day he asked me to read his journals. Somewhere in the journal was a super-critical paragraph about me. It hurt, and we stopped talking after that.
Primates. Little cave-dwelling gamete-support-systems. Gotta watch out for them.
Comment on September 25, 2009 @ 3:59 pm
PS: Fucking Pete Townsend. Fricking John Entwhistle. Holy Fucking Jesus Christ Keith Moon.
The blond guy can carry a tune. I guess.
Comment on September 25, 2009 @ 4:03 pm
PS: If I knew what Jumbly really felt about me, I might be flattered. If ya know what I mean.
Comment on September 25, 2009 @ 4:09 pm
Ah… where is the secret journal I wonder?
Comment on September 25, 2009 @ 4:27 pm
Don’t sleep in Japan.
Comment on September 25, 2009 @ 4:47 pm
Been watching a ton of Kurosawa lately and, shocking as this should be, it really doesn’t surprise me. The samurai spirit lives and is pretty whacked. I wonder, though, how many heart attack victims they’ve had to edit out.
Comment on September 25, 2009 @ 4:58 pm
Better and funnier:
Comment on September 26, 2009 @ 12:19 am
And Now For Something Completely Different:
This made me tear up. Watch it full screen after letting it download.
Comment on September 26, 2009 @ 12:34 am
I want my time back..
Comment on September 29, 2009 @ 9:24 am
Which one? The flyover? What what what?
The Japanese Prank TV stuff was clearly labeled. I admit it could be perceived as a frivolous waste of time.
But the flyover?! I loved that!
Comment on September 29, 2009 @ 12:21 pm
All are excellent examples of frivolous waste of time and I consider my valuable time well if frivolously spent. If you value your time what on Earth/Mars are you doing on the internet- let alone New Frivolous Flyover Worlds?
Comment on September 29, 2009 @ 1:54 pm
Raisin just called me a nerd, I think.
Comment on October 1, 2009 @ 10:14 am