jawbs in offices and wake up fer the morning commute?

ha, ridiculous-good stupid awesome electric(-)man(-)blues erm, it's getting hot in hell and i don have enough shorts ni water ni shorts ni these soft-ass cotton shirts that i have only one of also, getting a job at trader joes and failing another english class: L O P E

just beast and bee and fish an tree

dont know if 'bei mir bist du schejn' (og version ) or that crescendopart in Pump It fits their dance better, try both

davetow told me the story of his biggest car crash yesterday and it made me think how crazy car crashes are: super crazy

my favorite music is Dan deacon and man man and jack white and big mulatu and mf doom and lo-fi swing

it feels good knowing i got favorites, like a real person and not some mythical absurd teenage character people remember and quip i wonder where he is and then go back to flirting depression and watching the cavaliers lose in seven to a steady unflashy celtics without a leader to celebrate but a collaborative will that lets people forget about their win-in-successive-five over whichever idolated western conference 'team' that runs to the finals that year

,i'm pretty much not that josh drilling character, which is handy because it means i'm i;m not really frightened ni worried but maybe that's just something like the fear associated with testing --not reals there but assumed to be, so it gets all dressed up and augmented. also! roger's like a normal drugged-person nowadays which is cool i guess we've all got to be whittled-down a little bit

weighing that concert too, no one's going to want to dance or punch for black keys and i dont know how interested i am in anymore ingenuine perfomances, from the audience ni the performer

and my reincarnee deadass uncle's longlost kid just facebookmessaged my dad (and me), what the fuck do we do about that

"weeping" willy c russell prolly has some ideas (helluva powerful picture: eddie would paint)


allen ginsberg: fact or fiction? last of the man or first of the pretenders? burroughs and kerouac seem less in the shit young wolf blitzer and more from the hologram old wolf blitzer, ginsberg's on shady ground, low expectations for his future

a ber, morrison seems a lot closer to first pretender/last man status, ginsberg loses

chuck bass and/or justin bobby fml: am pretty sure the gortkings im jealous of pretend to be versions of justin bobby andor guys they see in high fashion magazine ads, but how is that different that being anything else iffin we just adopting characteristics we observe like oh ima take a little bernard purdie groove into this song and then ima chatup that girl as an iroinic bukowski right? so why be bitter of them? because they succeed andor because no body notices? 

and your eyes shine like oppenheimer's as he talks about the boom

SOMETIMES THERES A MAN

buen dia maternal

my nightmares revolve around faces

die fetten jahre sind vorbei

so, facebook is like the future of (corporate) comm
unication: we can either express incremental fondness for something ( LIKE + THUMB-UP ) or else stay silent; other than "becoming a fan of," i can not display my otherwise mild enjoyment of boy meets world programming, or Mike Wazowski. expression is the thing people talk about needing in places without freedom, right? pol pot, mao, stalin, everybody was fine with the government stealing money and controlling jobs, but the real point of contention or revolution or any other name etc. was not being able to express themselves against their government.
E X P R E S S I O N I S M: that art movement to reevaluate where culture was going? shit was a
hundy years ago, they wanted to make sure art, life was about "B E I N G A L I VE"

facebook emotions are stale and meaningless

as people are called to tweet, to express themselves temporally with mere 140 characters, identity is sacrificed for conspicuous brevity; (post)modern existences whittled down to handfuls of the agreeable clauses will inevitably become the same, no longer will 'individuals' fully be able to express themselves even in 'real' life as sociolinguistic tendencies are shaped by daily practices/trends. I



keep making stuff up


pd. how crazy is burying a-body? the ground forgets

he dont drink or cheat or steal or lie

this guy is as-cool-as-shit. right now figuring out a way to: finish the bob dylan story by the time Lady Gaga, stop singing Going to california by led zeppelin. i'm not even good at procrastinating, i just do the wrong work. like today i made a fight scene between ben bernanke and alan greenspan. that is so stupid

little joy

listening to a lot of music that people get mad at me for playing so loud which makes me think that the bottle is more important than the wine, but like, to everybody's inhibition. i was going running-out-of-gas-speed by some ;young; blond mothers and listening to change gon' come, this lovely slow soul ballad and the b got all scoffy like they were musulman and i was a naked fucking lady. same reaction from like every demographic of person (in encinitas): arty lopers down by moonlight, knife-eaters by barnesandnoble, marcus and the guys when I pull into the back lot at uc, and some tennis guys with nice socks. take that back ahobo gave me a fistpump when he heardsaw me

went to lunch today at chik's. nuff said, chik;s is where it's at

i feel (i can't watch this video, but the music is nice)

then i got a kentucky bourbon burger after school

today at san dieguito eric mccoy made an anti josh drilling piece of propoganda, how am i supposed to react to that? everyone's like 'oh man that guy hates jews' or 'he melted crayons on his dashboard' or 'look at his stupid eyebrows' now i know how andrethegiant and rushlimbaugh feel. where am i supposed to sit in a crowded room of suspicious kids? how do i stand? pocket-hands? hip locked and out?

news from the frontera: injuns used to wait for elk to get trapped in the snow to kill them

pd. the smellies guy sat next to me in the library today

sky's crying: let's all drown; people are lying all around

carl's jr has had this media campaign for a few whiles now and it's all about their summer-inaugural burger "the kentucky bourbon burger" and this shit is unreal, ate one everyday for like four days last week

: : the bag they gimme over the burger in to me in has a quote from some ubiquitous albuquerque newsmagazine: '...[i tried a burger] and I have become addicted to them'

see? I'm a victim. have no agency, addiction is a quality of the burger. free aa

this is jim rockford, at the tone please leave your name and message, and fuck you

there is this band of somewhat recency, called "THE STRANGE BOYS" they rule

fleet foxes- instrumental song

: : grant's real good somethingsoff like mebbe his lovelife hes in weird stasis and this computer is bullshit

: : i really like tbs'd movies

here: http://www.myspace.com/thestrangeboys this is how to listen to them

also: http://www.myspace.com/valdezsounds this music aint very similar

jean baudrillard is this great dead philosopher who said "postmodernism" and it was; i wish more people did that

:: second thoughts: i get the whole political idea behind not wearing clothes now, the ability to divide due to social class would disappear, never really connected materialism and egalitarianism before, turns out they're mutuall-exclusive

I O P E N U P M Y W A L L E T A N D I T ' S F U L L O F B L O O O D

pd. writing about bob dylan is liiike the hardest thing ever ever done on account of there's so much there whatever you say dont really matter because there's no way to say everything cohesive-like, maybe i can't even write about hin, hes got layers stories intricacies; "what's the hardest thing you've ever done" is a good way to make abody communicate; LESSON: wrtiign a reveiw about anybody is hard