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Tuesday, December 2nd, 2003
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12:35 am - lunch!
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12:14 am - arts complex haikus
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cendres des mots morts
et un oiseaux d'or s'eleve
la poesie vit
ashes of dead words
a golden bird arises
and poetry lives
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| Sunday, November 30th, 2003
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12:59 pm
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(from two years ago today, 2.46 pm)
Seems that someone is reading my rants...I'm fascinated. I look at these things as no more than simple rants...maybe at most, journal entries. In one hundred years, I seriously doubt that anyone would be interested in it...but it's cathartic for me, so here it is.
Saw the rest of "The Mark of Zorro" today. Great movie, nice romance, great action...they really don't make 'em like they used to. Next, I hope I can win "Greed" now that will be cool.
George Harrison, huh? The Beatle that we really didn't know...and he liked it that way. pardon me while I put in the Blue Album in my trusty old CD player...
Regarding the Dutchess...my plan of action will commence soon. Step one is already in progress and the rest will follow soon....
NP The Beatles- Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band (kinda appropriate)
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| Saturday, November 29th, 2003
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2:47 pm - i am caligula!
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| Tuesday, November 25th, 2003
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12:12 am - a digital clock for luddites
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| Thursday, November 20th, 2003
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10:43 pm - fsck
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fsck
yes fsck
http://www.komotv.com/stories/28363.htm
this time RIAA is going after a 15 year old girl for $825,000 for 1100 mp3s. damn. $750 a song.
no going out tonight, no performing nothing...i'm probably going to connect the ipod to my computer to download my LEGAL mp3s of John Coltrane, Mott the Hoople, David Bowie and the Doom Generation soundtrack and then shut off the computer. then read or something.
yesterday i got 10.3 on my computer after i took out one of my disk drives...hmm. is that a sign i must get a lap top? power book g4 for me?
i have to get up early, in fact, i have to get to work by 7.15 am to be in a commericial for the company. fsck. under normal circumstances i don't get up before 8...next semester i'll have to get up around then so i can get to my world religions class, but besides that point i don't want to go and be on Tee Vee and shill shit. Even when I was at KTVN I never was on TV- only my voice was...i did a voice over saying "this portion of channel two news is sponsored by lowe's" it's still used.
the thing i hated most about high school was the fact i had so much homework at times, i worked until midnight and then i had to get up by 6 am to get to school at 7.30 am. i've made it my unstated goal (until now) never to have a job, unless necessary, that makes me wake before then. bannum place ruined me for it. fsck bannum place- those cheapskate fsckers!
(itunes didn't recognize blah blah blah silly ccdb)
fsck is a unix command that does something to the computer. hell if i know what. i just work here.
when i go into Terminal and type in man fsck it tells me that fsck is a "filesystem consistency check and interactive repair" according to 4th Berkeley Distribution May 9, 1995 4th Berkeley Distribution- that Mac OS X uses as its basis, like Windows uses DOS.
some anorak put out the man (the index of commands) for Mac OS X and put it here http://www.hmug.org/man/
if you want to know how to muck around your new imac, powerbook or what have you go there. me- i'm going to bed.
current mood:  annoyed
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| Wednesday, November 19th, 2003
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7:48 pm - a vodka martini for the winner!
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http://www.smh.com.au/text/articles/2003/11/20/1069027201467.html
the winner of a vodka drinking contest died afterwards and never claimed the ten liters of vodka he won for doing it. vodka is evil shit, but so much fun in screwdrivers and martinis.
life stinks, don't it?
who doesn't love charlie chaplin? i got the "gold rush" on DVD last night and watched it. lovely. found out that the part that was filmed near truckee was done at the Sugar Bowl, which is now a ski resort. I tried skiing once...more correctly i tried to snowboard but after spending most of the time laying on my ass on the bunny hill i went to the lodge to be warm and look at the women, being 12 at the time. i snowboarded one more time, at Mount Rose...with the same result. give me an inter-tube and I'm great. Skis don't work for me either as i have no calf muscle. yes just the top part of my muscle remains as the rest is in my foot, acting as my tendon. flat feet stinks too. my feet, along with being dryer than hell because of the nevada desert climate, have horrible gnarly scars and poor circulation. i can't be a waiter, accordingly.
i wonder- me revealing all this stuff...what do you all think? too much too little?
hmmm...
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| Tuesday, November 18th, 2003
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2:01 pm
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11:07 am
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well...they're selling bidets on TV now. i think that the world will end soon. americans using bidets, replacing their toilet seats with bidet attachments from japan.
laugh-in on TV. stale but sort of funny since the one that was on the TV had Jack Benny (many happy memories of him I have)
yesterday was horrible. i think the math test well OK, but the linguistics test from last week i bombed. i had a bit of a depression considering that it has been difficult for me this semester to do ANYTHING. i will pass but just barely. c'est la vie.
all new poetry-
Coltrane’s Horn
Those who have heard know its great golden glow
From a man, so loving, peaceful and strong
Descended from the noblest of blood
Ear full of the music of Bird and Hawk.
His horn, a Selmer, Marx Six Tenor Sax
Resounds the roar of God’s highest Trombones,
The anger, the fear and the love on Earth
And the beautiful turmoil of the soul.
Blending the sounds of Africa, Europe,
America and India into
Sheets of blistering, pulsating sound waves:
The music of the celestial spheres.
John Coltrane’s horn, playing for the future
Echoing the most supreme love of all.
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| Monday, November 17th, 2003
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12:29 am
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tonight has been a great night...the first open mic at the nose again (although it seems that Chen didn't pay for my food and i must pay for it or die) and things went great. some great bits, some great effort and a great vibe more than anything else. next week i'm going there again...are you? go to the Deux Gros Nez on California Street at 8pm and come listen to me play.
right now though i have to do some more math- ack. math test tomorrow, linguistics tomorrow-
i got the new iggy pop album and a 3cd rocksteady set. iggy's been on my mind though...
during the day- i watched g.w. pabst's "diary of a lost girl", with Louise Brooks as the lost girl, the end nearly pissed me off until the very end. the music that i listened to was The Velvet Underground and Nico from the complete box set and the first half of Sigur Ros's () and it all really fit in. all tomorrow's parties played as Louise was sent to the reformatory.
more math, more linguistics and more homework.
would you like to see my newest poem?
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| Saturday, November 15th, 2003
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11:47 am
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i had a dream that i was driving with my grandma (who died three years ago), as she was when last i saw her- we were driving around in my car, in reno and just talking. we eventually got to Wingfield Park and parked by the basketball courts there. I got out of the car to help my grandma out and when i opened the door, she disappeared and chen came walking up to me and asked how i was. then i woke up- it was 8 o'clock and i decided to get up i had to go to work after all...hmm. i'm there now writing this. sushi is in the picture today...along with movies later on tonight and some frop.
last night i hung out with nate and turned him on to http://www.eroplay.com for the first time. Frank Moore is someone i think i want to meet, if only to figure his trip out. that is by no means a work friendly link and it is not for those under age. you are warned. nate was astonished by it and it was cool to see him
some of my radical notions- for the first time written down.
if you have in your pocket a dollar, a euro, a yen, a pound, a rouble or any other kind of currency, you're part of the problem. i feel it's this way- if you drive a car and buy gasoline anywhere you're contributing to the war machine that opresses the world. many people who would profess to be against bush the lesser, nafta or corporations seem to be awfully keen on driving around, keeping warm, living in society in a house, wearing designer labels or clothes at the very least that were made in a ugandan sweatshop where the people are being expoited for nothing , and just people who generally are only fairweather friends of change. hell i'm one. did you know that most clothes in the US were not made here- of the stuff i'm wearing now, only my shirt and socks come from the US.
i'm frustrated and fed up with people who aren't ready or willing to put their money where their mouth is and really become the radical views they espouse. i'm a hypocrite, but i can accept it since i like being warm, fed and want to create a better world within the framework that already exists. we're not going to be able to so easily go back to living in harmony with the earth since we've embraced technology. i think that with technology we can come into existence with earth again...and hopefully soon. it's doubtful though...hmmm...
tomorrow is the first open mic at the Nose...and i hope nate is well for it.
np Bill Hicks- Rant in E-minor
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| Thursday, November 13th, 2003
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10:05 am - the mystery of madison square garden
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well- that's what it is.
last night i went to math class, i went by the nose, c wasn't there and so i went home and read all night. i went to sleep at 11pm and i got up today at 9pm. then again, i did pretty good yesterday i wrote up a couple poems and wrote a ballad. it's posted somewhere in the world.
what vexes me most right now is the invective tone of a friend of mine- what he does is diatribe without thought, preaching without a pulpit. it's just bad and not very cool at all. i agree with him entrirely but i want to know what he really believes in- what he is pushing goes from one thing to another to another and they all contradict themselves. i want to know in what he believes and then go from there. if i know i can do something with it...more than just get pissed off and dismiss it all.
tuesday night, in a way, was spoiled because of diatribe. i went to relive 1998 at java jungle in the guise of going to a poetry reading. i saw a friend there and hoped to speak with him afterwards- but he left wile the diatribe went on and on and on and on. not cool.
otherwise i'm busy. the novel's going nowhere but the arts complex is nearly done.
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| Tuesday, November 11th, 2003
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1:55 pm
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the last few days i've not been treating myself so well. i can admit it. i need to buckle down and do what i need to do. pretty simple over all but not very good. i've not been writing really...but i've been writing a ton of other things. i am too busy so far.
purloined from nicole_the_strange!
1. Name your ten favorite fictional characters of all time and what book, movie or TV show they came from. The order of the answers is irrelevant.
1) The Doctor from "Doctor Who"
2) Gatsby from "The Great Gatsby"
3) Harry Potter from "The Harry Potter books"
4) Number Six from "The Prisoner"
5) Alice from "Alice in Wonderland ect."
6) Humphrey Bogart in any movie
7) Bela Lugosi's Dracula
8) Indiana Jones from "Raiders of the Lost Ark ect."
9) Obi Wan Kenobi from "Star Wars"
10) Kilgore Trout from "Breakfast of Champions"
2. Name five fictional characters that you would like to have an affair with and/or marry, plus the source. You may disregard any pre-existing attachments for these characters. The order of the answers is irrelevant.
1) The Succubus from "The Devil's Nightmare"
2) Emma Peel from "The Avengers"
3) Lulu from "Pandora's Box"
4) Maria from "Metropolis"
5) Hedwig from "Hedwig and the Angry Inch"
3. Name five fictional places that you would like to live in.
1) The TARDIS from "Doctor Who" (you could go anywhere and still live in a cool place)
2) Number Six's flat in London from "The Prisoner"
3) New York from "The Alienist"
4) Medieval Japan from any samurai movie
5) Wonderland from The Adventures of Alice in Wonderland
4. What classic/critically acclaimed work(s) of literature do you fully appreciate the artistic merits of but hate nonetheless?
1) The Jungle by Upton Sinclair
2) A Separate Peace by someone i can't remember
3) Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe
have a peaceful day. aum.
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| Saturday, November 8th, 2003
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4:48 pm - bootylicious girls from hell
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| Wednesday, November 5th, 2003
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10:44 am - enter the question
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tonight, the new matrix- i have no good feeling toward it...it might not be good movie at all. but i'll go see it.
now, i'm tired. i played civilzation until 3 am, i'm fucking wasting my time playing a video game where i am a king fighting a war against imaginary countries in an imaginary world. my imaginary world, though...feh. i get this way when i start playing video games, obsessed. i have a novel to finish, a term paper to write and couple other little papers on shakespeare to do...not to mention the stupid math busy work, the lingustics shit and going around and dancing. yep.
bloody wastes of time...and if the new matrix movie sucks, i'll be pissed. very pissed. probably in both senses of pissed-
Britain and Iraq in the 1920s played out probably much like now the US might.
http://www.columbia.edu/cu/cup/catalog/data/023113/0231131666.HTM
i'm annoyed by most of what's going on around me. it's stupid and sad- most of this has not needed to be this way.
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| Monday, November 3rd, 2003
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1:30 pm
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everyone who walks into the office always comments on this painting...why?
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11:01 am
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monday in carson city...it's snowing and i don't want to work. sure i have some things to do...a bit of lingustics- the lates and dues to call. but i feel tired and lazy. i don't wanna!
my ideal day-
sleep in until 11 am, to remedy the affects of a night of partying. stretch. listen to music- some john coltrane or elvis costello, maybe bach. have my toilette (the male thing-shit, shower, shave ect.). check my email-look at the news. read. write more of my novel. luxuriate. go to school. go out. come home. do it again.
i had a summer's worth of doing whatever the hell i wanted and it was nice.
last night's outing was great and fun, until one moment and it all evaporated. it sucked. ya know how one or two people can take the air out of a party? that's what happened. oh well...as i was getting ready to tackle the day today-i got the shirt that i wore last night and i think i put it back on. rusty had what he called "resin"...the sort of incense that is in catholic churches in the things the priests wave around....and he burnt four of those cones of what is probably just pure perfume oil. my shirt smells just like that...not bad but STRONG.
the words you gave me, all of you, were encouraging and great. thank you. i realize what it is now- i think i have to watch some more as the interaction between people is fascinating...but i wonder, does it really ever work?
the day after all soul's day-feels like a downer of a day.
if i had it i would listen to punch the clock by elvis c.
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| Saturday, November 1st, 2003
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10:19 am
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el dia de los muertos- all saints day...the nevada day parade. i'm in carson and i don't have to go out again until i leave town. today i'll go out and look around.
where my people are buried is in LA,
i also realized if i had gone out i would have gone as myself, in my trench coat, my Doctor scarf, and my fedora. see- i've not really been myself for a long time so i figured i might try
what i did for halloween- i went to sleep at 11 and rested after watching the new version of "The Italian Job". in my little niche of suburbia i saw a few trick or treaters...not many as it was snowing and cold. that was another reason why i didn't go out- TOO COLD!
just had a jet fighter fly over head with a doppler sound wave- whatever.. but a woman at the corner had a fit looking at it- she failed her arms around and seemed to be screaming...dozens of dozens of people are streaming by the office going to Carson street to freeze and watch the parade. did i mention i hated parades?
i had a good talk last night with c and realized a couple things- i'm not really cut out to go out at times so i didn't. more on this later perhaps.
first i have to put my music on more Mingus!
have a great day everyone.
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| Thursday, October 30th, 2003
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3:31 pm - america after dark featuring "james the angry christian"
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word pad works every time and it's not too taxing. much better than M$ Word- I do prefer AppleWorks but that's another story entirely.
so i just got done watching "Lost in Translation". I love sofia coppola- her films are beautiful, every shot is perfect...every word...ah! i will have to see that again too...it'd be a day- a double feature of "kill bill" and "lost in translation". and today I got changes one by mingus...it's fabulous. if you like jazz or just like music generally, you have to like charlie mingus. and then elvis costello with the mingus band came today- i will save that for a lovely evening, or maybe tomorrow at work.
tomorrow is samhain- then all saints then all souls. i will don my clerical garb and perform ceremonies for the next two days- confessions, smitings and such. i am pope of reno after all...i've let that heavy duty fall short for quite a while. then again, what do us subgeniuses really know about duty and responsibilty? or spelling? since i've typed more than i've written in long hand, my spelling has become far worse. it's with the dyslexlia and such i.e. i before e and that rot.
i have to go work on my stage persona- the angry christian. bob bless you all in this cold weather, without an iTrip to let me hear my precious music on my radio.
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| Wednesday, October 29th, 2003
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2:10 pm - The Washoe Zephyr
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Mark Twain on the Zephyr from "Roughing It"
"This was all we saw that day, for it was two o'clock, now, and according to custom the daily "Washoe Zephyr" set in; a soaring dust-drift about the size of the United States set up edgewise came with it, and the capital of Nevada Territory disappeared from view.Still, there were sights to be seen which were not wholly uninteresting to new comers; for the vast dust cloud was thickly freckled with things strange to the upper air -- things living and dead, that flitted hither and thither, going and coming, appearing and disappearing among the rolling billows of dust -- hats, chickens and parasols sailing in the remote heavens; blankets, tin signs, sage-brush and shingles a shade lower; door-mats and buffalo robes lower still; shovels and coal scuttles on the next grade; glass doors, cats and little children on the next; disrupted lumber yards, light buggies and wheelbarrows on the next; and down only thirty or forty feet above ground was a scurrying storm of emigrating roofs and vacant lots.
( Read more... )
you can't complain about the wind like i can...it's almost taking your life into your hands if you step outside today! i'm reminded of how mark twain talked about the zephyr in carson city in "Roughing It" that it normally was so that it could knock over a grown man. it could today- all the dust, fallen leaves and trash in the world are flying before my eyes at the corner of telegraph and stewart.
it's interesting to note the people who founded nevada in the 1860s were mostly people who failed in the 1850s in California. This has been a pattern that continues to this day. Twain talks about this and other things in Roughing It...one of his best books- READ IT NOW, for free, with the crazy illustrations included here
http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/toc/modeng/public/TwaRoug.html
last night was fun- a night at the nose talking about string theory, some progressive ideas for a co-op in Reno and fun. :D Frop was missed though. It will not be soon.
Time now for lunch and other diversions of an animal kind. i just realized it IS 2 o'clock...hmmm.
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