On my brain's playlist at the moment:
Coldplay - The Scientist
TLC - Waterfalls
Pearl Jam - I Am Mine
N'Sync feat. Nelly - My Girlfriend (Yeah, that's right. You read that right. Suck it.)
Boyz to Men - Still of the Night
Mariah Carey - All I want for Christmas
Thought of the day: The world will be a better place when Avril Lavigne is dead.
Dec 29, 2002
If you can't solve the following puzzle, you're either a terrorist or a Republican. Either way, consider suicide.
A boy and his father were in a car accident. The father died at the scene. The boy was rushed to the hospital for surgery. Just before he was to receive his operation, the surgeon exclaimed, 'I cannot operate on this boy. He is my son'. How is this possible?
A boy and his father were in a car accident. The father died at the scene. The boy was rushed to the hospital for surgery. Just before he was to receive his operation, the surgeon exclaimed, 'I cannot operate on this boy. He is my son'. How is this possible?
Observations of a first time Pinoy traveller: (I'm currently in Rome)
-2100 years after Aurelius had a dream that was a Rome, it's sad to think there's not much left of his dream except a miniscule by-comparison filthy city of pick-pocketing low-lives, disease-infested homeless mothers (with their children, mind you), sex-ridden and sex-deprived bar hoppers, and a saturated oasis of shady street hustlers. But the gelato is good. Very good.
-Keyboards here suck
-OK, there are a LOT of Filipinos here. A shitload. Where did they all come from?
-You can smoke in trains here. Awesome.
-2100 years after Aurelius had a dream that was a Rome, it's sad to think there's not much left of his dream except a miniscule by-comparison filthy city of pick-pocketing low-lives, disease-infested homeless mothers (with their children, mind you), sex-ridden and sex-deprived bar hoppers, and a saturated oasis of shady street hustlers. But the gelato is good. Very good.
-Keyboards here suck
-OK, there are a LOT of Filipinos here. A shitload. Where did they all come from?
-You can smoke in trains here. Awesome.
Dec 24, 2002
Dec 18, 2002
London hostel: a surreal drug-infested filthhouse surrounded by a conglomerative mess of Japanese students, black British coke-addicts, and the like. The bathrooms are nice in a comparative sense - comparative meaning to a cockaroach nesting pad.
London fast-food: 5 pounds for a Burger King meal - but hey, you can smoke inside.
London driving: Look right before crossing the street.
London in general: New York done right. The cleaner version, ala Boston.
London fast-food: 5 pounds for a Burger King meal - but hey, you can smoke inside.
London driving: Look right before crossing the street.
London in general: New York done right. The cleaner version, ala Boston.
Dec 16, 2002
Dec 15, 2002
Just finished Erin Brockovich. They say it's a really great movie with a really original and brilliant concept - and Julia Roberts is great.
1) It's a good movie. But it's, unfortunately - and granted it's a true story, not an original idea. The Distinguished Gentleman had, virtually, the exact same plot line and done the same way. Almost completely the same.
2) Julia Roberts is good. But Eddie Murphy is better.
1) It's a good movie. But it's, unfortunately - and granted it's a true story, not an original idea. The Distinguished Gentleman had, virtually, the exact same plot line and done the same way. Almost completely the same.
2) Julia Roberts is good. But Eddie Murphy is better.
A co-written sample of Mark Torres' application essay for colleges. Mark is, by the way, the single best basketball player with whom I have ever played.
My teammate insists on using Old Spice cologne, drenching it around his pits 10 minutes before every game – usually it creates a hideously yellow circular stain around the side of his arms by 3rd quarter that carries a distinct olfactory-persuasive blend that reminds me strangely of moth-balls in used toilet water.
And I love it. I love every part of the game.
I'm not Lebron James, and though I share the same color, I'll never be Yao Ming. I can't no-look a behind-the-back pass through a defensive square, and I'll never be able to casually put my hands in the air and easily grab the rim. Balling reality, it seems, carries the stench of physical limitation and the pessimism of cynic dreams - and I'll never be 9 foot 6.
My teammate insists on using Old Spice cologne, drenching it around his pits 10 minutes before every game – usually it creates a hideously yellow circular stain around the side of his arms by 3rd quarter that carries a distinct olfactory-persuasive blend that reminds me strangely of moth-balls in used toilet water.
And I love it. I love every part of the game.
I'm not Lebron James, and though I share the same color, I'll never be Yao Ming. I can't no-look a behind-the-back pass through a defensive square, and I'll never be able to casually put my hands in the air and easily grab the rim. Balling reality, it seems, carries the stench of physical limitation and the pessimism of cynic dreams - and I'll never be 9 foot 6.
Dec 14, 2002
If you had to be one or the other, would you rather be blind or deaf?
a) Blind - I'm a nerdy musician, and my life would be a vast empty chasm without the world of music.
b) Deaf - I'm horny as hell, and I need to be perpetually lookin' at some ass.
c) Both. I like the challenge.
d) No.
e) If you were born blind, does that automatically make you bisexual?
a) Blind - I'm a nerdy musician, and my life would be a vast empty chasm without the world of music.
b) Deaf - I'm horny as hell, and I need to be perpetually lookin' at some ass.
c) Both. I like the challenge.
d) No.
e) If you were born blind, does that automatically make you bisexual?
The AIM Freestyling battle continues. Stanley and Steve, you now have a competitor. And don't ask me who came up with drungken munkee first. I'm not involved. (Though I'd still easily whoop on all four of you at the same time. Rekhanize.)
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:38 AM): aight battle me
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:41 AM): one line each
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:49 AM): i'll give you the honor in going first
expressions81 (2:58:58 AM): i'm an honor student, not prudent/i can tear a page out my notebook faster that a crook
DrnKnmNk4 (3:00:13 AM): I'm so cunning / I got you shedding tears like raw onions / and for you to follow in my footsteps you need the stride of Paul Bunion
expressions81 (3:02:39 AM): funny, you think your cunning/actually, stick to humming/listening to your rhymes is so sadistic/it would turn jesse jackson into a runner for special olympics/
DrnKnmNk4 (3:04:43 AM): Speaking of special olympics / I heard you won gold for the hundred meter gimp / Your style only amounts to a third of mine cause you're a wimp / and you're talking about playing kickball with a limp /
DrnKnmNk4 (3:06:44 AM): You call yourself Nicolonius Monk / how dare you compare yourself to a great when all you are is a chump / your rhyme tactics are junk / and your breath be more rank than a skunks..
expressions81 (3:06:58 AM): talking about atheletics, i heard your pathetic/playing boxing against yourself and having a records of 0 wins 10 losses/your idiotic you took your own self hostage/
Not bad, nick.
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:38 AM): aight battle me
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:41 AM): one line each
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:49 AM): i'll give you the honor in going first
expressions81 (2:58:58 AM): i'm an honor student, not prudent/i can tear a page out my notebook faster that a crook
DrnKnmNk4 (3:00:13 AM): I'm so cunning / I got you shedding tears like raw onions / and for you to follow in my footsteps you need the stride of Paul Bunion
expressions81 (3:02:39 AM): funny, you think your cunning/actually, stick to humming/listening to your rhymes is so sadistic/it would turn jesse jackson into a runner for special olympics/
DrnKnmNk4 (3:04:43 AM): Speaking of special olympics / I heard you won gold for the hundred meter gimp / Your style only amounts to a third of mine cause you're a wimp / and you're talking about playing kickball with a limp /
DrnKnmNk4 (3:06:44 AM): You call yourself Nicolonius Monk / how dare you compare yourself to a great when all you are is a chump / your rhyme tactics are junk / and your breath be more rank than a skunks..
expressions81 (3:06:58 AM): talking about atheletics, i heard your pathetic/playing boxing against yourself and having a records of 0 wins 10 losses/your idiotic you took your own self hostage/
Not bad, nick.
Dec 13, 2002
Ok. WTF. I just had an AIM conversation with JAMES GALWAY. WTF WTF WTF WTF.
CA r LOCO 6 9: Hi Mr. Galway, I'd just like to tell you that I love your playing.
S---------------2000: Thank you
CA r LOCO 6 9: I have coaching here at the Yale School of Music with Ransom Wilson and he raves about you all the time. Anyway, I won't bother you anymore.
S---------------2000: my best wishes to yhou and please say hi to Ransom
CA r LOCO 6 9: Thank you! Goodbye.
Strange to think ridiculous things like this I KNOW I'll always remember forever. (Screenname withheld for privacy)
CA r LOCO 6 9: Hi Mr. Galway, I'd just like to tell you that I love your playing.
S---------------2000: Thank you
CA r LOCO 6 9: I have coaching here at the Yale School of Music with Ransom Wilson and he raves about you all the time. Anyway, I won't bother you anymore.
S---------------2000: my best wishes to yhou and please say hi to Ransom
CA r LOCO 6 9: Thank you! Goodbye.
Strange to think ridiculous things like this I KNOW I'll always remember forever. (Screenname withheld for privacy)
This is specifically for Brad, but also to any conservative who still doesn't believe in affirmative action. Someday, my friends, you too shall see the light (if you don't already by this and many other articles).
http://www.j-bradford-delong.net/movable_type/archives/001253.html#001253
And for the lazy:
No single employer was sent two identical résumés, and the names on the résumés were randomly assigned, so applicants with black- and white-sounding names applied for the same set of jobs with the same set of résumés. Apart from their names, applicants had the same experience, education and skills, so employers had no reason to distinguish among them.
The results are disturbing. Applicants with white-sounding names were 50 percent more likely to be called for interviews than were those with black-sounding names. Interviews were requested for 10.1 percent of applicants with white-sounding names and only 6.7 percent of those with black-sounding names...
http://www.j-bradford-delong.net/movable_type/archives/001253.html#001253
And for the lazy:
No single employer was sent two identical résumés, and the names on the résumés were randomly assigned, so applicants with black- and white-sounding names applied for the same set of jobs with the same set of résumés. Apart from their names, applicants had the same experience, education and skills, so employers had no reason to distinguish among them.
The results are disturbing. Applicants with white-sounding names were 50 percent more likely to be called for interviews than were those with black-sounding names. Interviews were requested for 10.1 percent of applicants with white-sounding names and only 6.7 percent of those with black-sounding names...
Dec 12, 2002
Realizing inspiration (and lack there of) after a semester at Yale:
Claude Frank - It's a trip to stand in front of the foremost Beethovenian living legend of the past half century and know, without an inkling of doubt, that Claude Frank lives up to every inch of the inspirational hype that surrounds his mystique. He truly is the only teacher out there, for me, who can sing a foreign Bach St. John's Passion recicativ in German while playing the bass, and successfully show me that sometimes, music really is that beautiful. He's in his own world, and he takes you with him.
Aldo Parisot - Surely the biggest and most insulting joke of the music world since the octogenarian version of Dorothy Delay. Not only does this man have less than nothing to say about anything remotely associated with music, he also happens to be the grumpiest and meanest teacher out there, for no apparant reason, and with no apparant justification or musical redemption. I think too often students at Yale are blinded by eccentricity, erraticism, insulting comments, and irrelevent anecdotes - usually twistingly mistaking these for brilliance....It is possible to be crazy, erratic, and eccentric, and still be a garbage-ass teacher with absolutely nothing to say. Parisot proves it. I don't give a fuck if he did teach Yo-Yo Ma and Ralph Kirshbaum. Rekhanize.
Claude Frank - It's a trip to stand in front of the foremost Beethovenian living legend of the past half century and know, without an inkling of doubt, that Claude Frank lives up to every inch of the inspirational hype that surrounds his mystique. He truly is the only teacher out there, for me, who can sing a foreign Bach St. John's Passion recicativ in German while playing the bass, and successfully show me that sometimes, music really is that beautiful. He's in his own world, and he takes you with him.
Aldo Parisot - Surely the biggest and most insulting joke of the music world since the octogenarian version of Dorothy Delay. Not only does this man have less than nothing to say about anything remotely associated with music, he also happens to be the grumpiest and meanest teacher out there, for no apparant reason, and with no apparant justification or musical redemption. I think too often students at Yale are blinded by eccentricity, erraticism, insulting comments, and irrelevent anecdotes - usually twistingly mistaking these for brilliance....It is possible to be crazy, erratic, and eccentric, and still be a garbage-ass teacher with absolutely nothing to say. Parisot proves it. I don't give a fuck if he did teach Yo-Yo Ma and Ralph Kirshbaum. Rekhanize.
Do you consider yourself to be homophobic? Why or why not? This appears to be an ongoing obsessive topic in my blog that perpetuates itself by riding on this locomotive train of vast ignorance - powered by conversational diesel fuel.
Lately, I've been trying to exercise intellectual patience; not for reasons of counter-productivity though, which would be somewhat valid I guess - it's more cuz lack of patience apparently displays a stigmatic bias in itself.
So IM me please. For real. I won't destroy you. I'm nice.
Lately, I've been trying to exercise intellectual patience; not for reasons of counter-productivity though, which would be somewhat valid I guess - it's more cuz lack of patience apparently displays a stigmatic bias in itself.
So IM me please. For real. I won't destroy you. I'm nice.
Dec 11, 2002
Please read this. If you don't laugh, you must have been dropped on your head as a child. Thanks, Justin.
Dear Abby :
I have been engaged for almost a year. I am to be married next month.
My fiancee's mother is not only very attractive but really great and understanding. She is putting the entire wedding together and invited me to her place to go over the invitation list because it had grown a bit beyond what we had expected it to be. When I got to her place we reviewed the list and trimmed it down to just under a hundred ... then she floored me. She said that in a month I would be a married man and that before that happened, she wanted to have sex with me. Then she just stood up and walked to her bedroom and on her way said that I knew where the front door was if I wanted to leave. I stood there for about five minutes and finally decided that I knew exactly how to deal with this situation. I headed straight out the front door...There, leaning against my car was her husband, my father-in-law to be. He was smiling.
He explained that they just wanted to be sure I was a good kid and would be true to their little girl. I shook his hand and he congratulated me on passing their little test.
Abby, should I tell my fiance what her parents did, and that I thought their "little test" was asinine and insulting to my character?
Or, should I keep the whole thing to myself, including the fact that the reason I was walking out to my car was to get a condom?
Dear Abby :
I have been engaged for almost a year. I am to be married next month.
My fiancee's mother is not only very attractive but really great and understanding. She is putting the entire wedding together and invited me to her place to go over the invitation list because it had grown a bit beyond what we had expected it to be. When I got to her place we reviewed the list and trimmed it down to just under a hundred ... then she floored me. She said that in a month I would be a married man and that before that happened, she wanted to have sex with me. Then she just stood up and walked to her bedroom and on her way said that I knew where the front door was if I wanted to leave. I stood there for about five minutes and finally decided that I knew exactly how to deal with this situation. I headed straight out the front door...There, leaning against my car was her husband, my father-in-law to be. He was smiling.
He explained that they just wanted to be sure I was a good kid and would be true to their little girl. I shook his hand and he congratulated me on passing their little test.
Abby, should I tell my fiance what her parents did, and that I thought their "little test" was asinine and insulting to my character?
Or, should I keep the whole thing to myself, including the fact that the reason I was walking out to my car was to get a condom?
Dec 10, 2002
This is a played-out musicians joke.
On his first to trip to New York City, a man decided to try and obtain tickets to the legendary Vladimir Horowitz. He got lost on his way to Carnegie Hall, so he asked a near-by taxi driver.
"Excuse me, sir. But how do you get to Carnegie Hall?"
The taxi driver, with a gleam in his eye, winked and replied, "Practice, my boy. Practice."
On his first to trip to New York City, a man decided to try and obtain tickets to the legendary Vladimir Horowitz. He got lost on his way to Carnegie Hall, so he asked a near-by taxi driver.
"Excuse me, sir. But how do you get to Carnegie Hall?"
The taxi driver, with a gleam in his eye, winked and replied, "Practice, my boy. Practice."
Dec 9, 2002
I have talented, ableit dorky, friends.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: im a big geek and i can not lie.
naryantek: u yellow brothers cant deny
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: when stanley walks in with his itty bitty eyes and
naryantek: and starts rapping like mase
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: those syllables dont fit
naryantek: steve, danny, n druggie like to get lit
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: 'cuz those suckas ain't up ta sh...
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and i attack with wit and my sick kit full of GIT
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: down
naryantek: to the new funky sound
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: in this smelly urban town
naryantek: steve n stan u know we comin around
naryantek: like tupac
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: yo momma's mounds
naryantek: as i drink a beer but gain 40 pounds
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: i'll astound you with the lyrical oh-mega pound while you sit and frown i compound these rhymes
naryantek: what u want from u damn bum, i aint got nickels or no dimes
naryantek: i hit u so hard u wont be seeing stars, youll be hearing chimes
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: that's pretty clever
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: like when your aunt and grandma get together
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: to dress in leather
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: stacking feathers in their hat
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: how's the weather in your fat?
naryantek: here, go suck on this lime, while i go get my bat
naryantek: to attack, the bad rap, and mack on your mommy while she whacks
naryantek: and then i get her in the sack
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and hit her in the back
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and like your skills, i lack
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: the proper knack for such whacked attacks
naryantek: cuz ur rhymes got some zest but aint OG like my sac
naryantek: get up and watch this fool on the corner get jacked
naryantek: by me, as i breeze, and freeze, while eating hot carrots n peas
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: smokin' on the c's and watching out for the f's b's eyes.
naryantek: hey hey thats pretty sly, so lemme fly n cry but not say bye bye if i hope this rhyme to die
naryantek: id lie n then sigh my cuz no ones around to help me noose my tie
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: sorry, guy, but your rhyme will die as if alibi were not a lie
naryantek: but wait, if u let me finish ill have your homeboyz eatin green eggs n rye
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: so sigh more, buy whores, tie stores and cry your lore
naryantek: lore who, lore what, lord of the rings with frodo up your butt
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: stop it, 'cuz the hobbit is right here watchin' it
naryantek: oh man, then u gonna be gettin the chop like john wayne bobbit
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: alright, my peep, time for sleep
naryantek: after we done here, aiite im out, and ur wierd
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: so don't go weep in your 50 year old jeep
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and you may leave your message at the sound of the BEEP
naryantek: yeah just dont leap, just cuz u lost to an old retarded heap like me
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: keep it in mind.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: my sly rind.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: it's time for this beast to say piece.
naryantek: actually i prefer pork rinds to chick grinds
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: piece.
naryantek: lates me nigga peace
Dr Ungke Nmunkee signed off at 10:59:06 PM.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: im a big geek and i can not lie.
naryantek: u yellow brothers cant deny
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: when stanley walks in with his itty bitty eyes and
naryantek: and starts rapping like mase
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: those syllables dont fit
naryantek: steve, danny, n druggie like to get lit
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: 'cuz those suckas ain't up ta sh...
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and i attack with wit and my sick kit full of GIT
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: down
naryantek: to the new funky sound
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: in this smelly urban town
naryantek: steve n stan u know we comin around
naryantek: like tupac
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: yo momma's mounds
naryantek: as i drink a beer but gain 40 pounds
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: i'll astound you with the lyrical oh-mega pound while you sit and frown i compound these rhymes
naryantek: what u want from u damn bum, i aint got nickels or no dimes
naryantek: i hit u so hard u wont be seeing stars, youll be hearing chimes
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: that's pretty clever
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: like when your aunt and grandma get together
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: to dress in leather
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: stacking feathers in their hat
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: how's the weather in your fat?
naryantek: here, go suck on this lime, while i go get my bat
naryantek: to attack, the bad rap, and mack on your mommy while she whacks
naryantek: and then i get her in the sack
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and hit her in the back
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and like your skills, i lack
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: the proper knack for such whacked attacks
naryantek: cuz ur rhymes got some zest but aint OG like my sac
naryantek: get up and watch this fool on the corner get jacked
naryantek: by me, as i breeze, and freeze, while eating hot carrots n peas
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: smokin' on the c's and watching out for the f's b's eyes.
naryantek: hey hey thats pretty sly, so lemme fly n cry but not say bye bye if i hope this rhyme to die
naryantek: id lie n then sigh my cuz no ones around to help me noose my tie
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: sorry, guy, but your rhyme will die as if alibi were not a lie
naryantek: but wait, if u let me finish ill have your homeboyz eatin green eggs n rye
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: so sigh more, buy whores, tie stores and cry your lore
naryantek: lore who, lore what, lord of the rings with frodo up your butt
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: stop it, 'cuz the hobbit is right here watchin' it
naryantek: oh man, then u gonna be gettin the chop like john wayne bobbit
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: alright, my peep, time for sleep
naryantek: after we done here, aiite im out, and ur wierd
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: so don't go weep in your 50 year old jeep
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and you may leave your message at the sound of the BEEP
naryantek: yeah just dont leap, just cuz u lost to an old retarded heap like me
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: keep it in mind.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: my sly rind.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: it's time for this beast to say piece.
naryantek: actually i prefer pork rinds to chick grinds
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: piece.
naryantek: lates me nigga peace
Dr Ungke Nmunkee signed off at 10:59:06 PM.
Just watched the original Planet of the Apes. Yet another movie that demonstrates how religion can be (a) Blinding and (b) sometimes straight out wrong
Pete's mah homeboy.
CA r LOCO 6 9: just watched the original planet of the apes
CA r LOCO 6 9: i like it how charleton heston (the humans are mute in this movie except him) bring his fine ass babe around
CA r LOCO 6 9: but she's a primitive mute, can't talk
peterlsb: primitive woman my ass
peterlsb: she's the most advanced one yet
Pete's mah homeboy.
CA r LOCO 6 9: just watched the original planet of the apes
CA r LOCO 6 9: i like it how charleton heston (the humans are mute in this movie except him) bring his fine ass babe around
CA r LOCO 6 9: but she's a primitive mute, can't talk
peterlsb: primitive woman my ass
peterlsb: she's the most advanced one yet
Dec 8, 2002
No love.
peterlsb: i'm watching dogtown and z-boys now
CA r LOCO 6 9: um
CA r LOCO 6 9: i'm watching center stage!
peterlsb: oh, that's, uh, tite dude
peterlsb: you're watching ballet
peterlsb: i'm watching badass skateboarding
peterlsb: but it's cool
peterlsb: i mean, i like watching crazy ass skateboard moves, you like seeing guys prance around with a sock in their tites bouncin up and down
peterlsb: but it's all good
peterlsb: you like a big dick in the butt, and i like hot ass chicks
peterlsb: but that's cool too, blaze your own path man
peterlsb: i'm watching dogtown and z-boys now
CA r LOCO 6 9: um
CA r LOCO 6 9: i'm watching center stage!
peterlsb: oh, that's, uh, tite dude
peterlsb: you're watching ballet
peterlsb: i'm watching badass skateboarding
peterlsb: but it's cool
peterlsb: i mean, i like watching crazy ass skateboard moves, you like seeing guys prance around with a sock in their tites bouncin up and down
peterlsb: but it's all good
peterlsb: you like a big dick in the butt, and i like hot ass chicks
peterlsb: but that's cool too, blaze your own path man
Where do you draw the distinction between empirical culture discrepancies versus straight out reverse-discrimination? Or is there one? More and more, I've come to think of American White culture as one plauged by contorted illusions of confidence, with no sense of pride or self. I guess this mainly pertains to white people who have little or no contact with Asian culture. And they're just fucking rude. And hairy too.
Tonight, I paid 1/3 of a bill of which I comprised of 1/25 of the party. Guess the predominant ethnicity at the party? (Hint: Certainly not Korean)
Alright, whatever, so I'm a flaming racist. At least I pay the bill.
Tonight, I paid 1/3 of a bill of which I comprised of 1/25 of the party. Guess the predominant ethnicity at the party? (Hint: Certainly not Korean)
Alright, whatever, so I'm a flaming racist. At least I pay the bill.
Dec 7, 2002
Now THIS is truly a conspiracy.
CA r LOCO 6 9: sup fag
CA r LOCO 6 9: go out and get some vagina
Divadjj: sup romantic gentleman
CA r LOCO 6 9: it's friday night homeboy, go get some pussy
c l a ss y O O G: i jus wish i could be a romantic gentleman
And THIS, is by far, the stupidest thing I've ever heard:
CA r LOCO 6 9: i kinda wanted the black guy to escape at the end though
CA r LOCO 6 9: oh well
Divadjj: blackjack
CA r LOCO 6 9: huh?
Divadjj: the black guy gets jacked
Divadjj: that is why u never see a black guy at the tables
Divadjj: if a game was called yellow jacked?
Divadjj: u think I would play it?
CA r LOCO 6 9: sup fag
CA r LOCO 6 9: go out and get some vagina
Divadjj: sup romantic gentleman
CA r LOCO 6 9: it's friday night homeboy, go get some pussy
c l a ss y O O G: i jus wish i could be a romantic gentleman
And THIS, is by far, the stupidest thing I've ever heard:
CA r LOCO 6 9: i kinda wanted the black guy to escape at the end though
CA r LOCO 6 9: oh well
Divadjj: blackjack
CA r LOCO 6 9: huh?
Divadjj: the black guy gets jacked
Divadjj: that is why u never see a black guy at the tables
Divadjj: if a game was called yellow jacked?
Divadjj: u think I would play it?
Dec 6, 2002
Calm down, mother.
charcoalj: i hate my PC
charcoalj: i wrote them an email today
charcoalj: i said-shit-i work really hard-why doi get stuck with old hand me downs
charcoalj: shit-they work me to my fucking bones-and gives new HP to new inefficient employees-
charcoalj: i know- i had this report i have to submit within 24 hours of occurence- to NIH
charcoalj: then the fucking computer was acting up- i sent an email to guy who controls the allocation of computer
charcoalj: i was so fucking frustrated-i went home
charcoalj: i hate my PC
charcoalj: i wrote them an email today
charcoalj: i said-shit-i work really hard-why doi get stuck with old hand me downs
charcoalj: shit-they work me to my fucking bones-and gives new HP to new inefficient employees-
charcoalj: i know- i had this report i have to submit within 24 hours of occurence- to NIH
charcoalj: then the fucking computer was acting up- i sent an email to guy who controls the allocation of computer
charcoalj: i was so fucking frustrated-i went home
Dec 5, 2002
This is an actual blogpost from a friend of a friend. I'm not kidding. This is unaltered too. And it's not a joke.
heY wassup everYOne droppiN by maH payge hEre creATed by maH bOo (PadThaigrL is hER findapiX iD..aNd yEa i knoW im a lucKy guY to hAve a beauTifuL sexaY giRlfrienD! haha whoS goTs da looKz aNd brAinz of couRse) shEs in chiCago so yEa we'Re doin a lonG distanCe thanG, buT its coOL cuZ shEs wortH it anD i loVe her verY mucH..pluS she'll b moVing hEre sooN as shEs done w/schooL..so its allll gooOOd. shEs da bEst thinG thAt hAs comE into maH lyFe..shEs mah giRL and maH beSt frienD. iM verY mucH in loVE witH hEr aNd ainT nuttiN no onE caN say bouT it cuZ ouR loVE is trUe and reaL.
loVe is a cRAzy thinG ainT it? iT donT stoP 2 peoPLE from bein togetHer..shE is everythinG to me..i lovE you aliSa *mwaH*
heY wassup everYOne droppiN by maH payge hEre creATed by maH bOo (PadThaigrL is hER findapiX iD..aNd yEa i knoW im a lucKy guY to hAve a beauTifuL sexaY giRlfrienD! haha whoS goTs da looKz aNd brAinz of couRse) shEs in chiCago so yEa we'Re doin a lonG distanCe thanG, buT its coOL cuZ shEs wortH it anD i loVe her verY mucH..pluS she'll b moVing hEre sooN as shEs done w/schooL..so its allll gooOOd. shEs da bEst thinG thAt hAs comE into maH lyFe..shEs mah giRL and maH beSt frienD. iM verY mucH in loVE witH hEr aNd ainT nuttiN no onE caN say bouT it cuZ ouR loVE is trUe and reaL.
loVe is a cRAzy thinG ainT it? iT donT stoP 2 peoPLE from bein togetHer..shE is everythinG to me..i lovE you aliSa *mwaH*
Definitive conceptual semantics: Homophobia, for you Christians out there, implies anything less than complete equality between gays and straights. Justification or interpretive twistedness of the contrary reflects rather poorly on the religion. So just don't do it.
Be a man (or woman) and just admit that you are homophobic.
Or better yet, have blind faith, but don't be blinded by faith.
"In a little-remembered statement, Jesus said, "Why do you not judge for yourselves what is right?" (Luke 12:57 NRSV). "
Be a man (or woman) and just admit that you are homophobic.
Or better yet, have blind faith, but don't be blinded by faith.
"In a little-remembered statement, Jesus said, "Why do you not judge for yourselves what is right?" (Luke 12:57 NRSV). "
Dec 4, 2002
An excerpt from the blog of Ned Rorem - now a published best-selling book:
Unlike intellectual laymen, artists together talk either money or sex, art being for working hours. My letter may scald the posts of this fascistic zone where for five days I've been confusing the cities of Andalusia without much zeal. Tangier is a dung heap with a view onto paraidse, whereas in, say, Heidelberg you're caught like an ambered fly whose long stare freezes upon human squalor. (What a sentence.) Spain's neither heaven nor hell, merely Italy out of focus.
If the art results from strokes of luck, it follows that an artist is someone who controls his luck. He orders chance. An un-artist (John Cage) is one who chances order.
A meal: is what precedes a cigarette. -December 13, 1961
Unlike intellectual laymen, artists together talk either money or sex, art being for working hours. My letter may scald the posts of this fascistic zone where for five days I've been confusing the cities of Andalusia without much zeal. Tangier is a dung heap with a view onto paraidse, whereas in, say, Heidelberg you're caught like an ambered fly whose long stare freezes upon human squalor. (What a sentence.) Spain's neither heaven nor hell, merely Italy out of focus.
If the art results from strokes of luck, it follows that an artist is someone who controls his luck. He orders chance. An un-artist (John Cage) is one who chances order.
A meal: is what precedes a cigarette. -December 13, 1961
Dec 3, 2002
Weird fact: Since the beginning of human existence on Earth, the dead only outnumber the living by 30:1.
Another weird fact: Did you know that the entire Library of Congress is about 100,000 gigs (100 terabytes)? That means I have friends who have enough total porn to equal the Library of Congress. You know who you are.
Even weirder fact: If all the gay men in the world were black - there would be no straight black men.
Weirdest fact of all: Did you know Geoff Chang likes little boys?
Another weird fact: Did you know that the entire Library of Congress is about 100,000 gigs (100 terabytes)? That means I have friends who have enough total porn to equal the Library of Congress. You know who you are.
Even weirder fact: If all the gay men in the world were black - there would be no straight black men.
Weirdest fact of all: Did you know Geoff Chang likes little boys?
I always wondered what kind of silliness Ryan would exude the day he actually had to use those expensive shanks he buys. Now I know. Thankfully, he finally got robbed.
sleepyx637: did i tell you i got mugged in my city?
CA r LOCO 6 9: what the fuck??
sleepyx637: at fucken starbucks too of all places
sleepyx637: i was chillin with my high school friend right?
sleepyx637: and me and her were outside
sleepyx637: some foo comes up and is right next to us with his friend
sleepyx637: and i started gettin bad vibes and shit
sleepyx637: he comes up and asks the time, and then sticks a knife against me
CA r LOCO 6 9: what happened to your SHANK!?!
sleepyx637: and you kno me,fucken i never leave the house without two shanks
sleepyx637: see, dats the thing
CA r LOCO 6 9: yea so what happened with your goddamn shanks?
sleepyx637: i could see his shank
sleepyx637: BUT, i didnt kno if he friend had a shank against my friend
sleepyx637: cuz she's a girl and all, even tho she can bench like 150
CA r LOCO 6 9: anyway what happened
CA r LOCO 6 9: did they take your wallet?
sleepyx637: naw, i took it out and gave them cash
sleepyx637: they were like tiny asians
CA r LOCO 6 9: did you give them attitude at least?
sleepyx637: like 14 or sumthin
sleepyx637: hahah, dat parts coimng p
sleepyx637: so im like tryin to defuse the situation right?
CA r LOCO 6 9: please tell me at least you bitched 'em out or something
sleepyx637: and im like chill
sleepyx637: i gave them the money
sleepyx637: they started to walk away
CA r LOCO 6 9: "go by yourself some clothes, NIGGA"
CA r LOCO 6 9: "want some more money? cuz you could use some new gear, FOOL"
CA r LOCO 6 9: then throw down another 20
sleepyx637: and i was like hey muther fucker!
sleepyx637: and i bust some matrix shit where i pulled both knives outta my coat at once
CA r LOCO 6 9: OMG HAHAHHAHAHAAHHA
sleepyx637: and one of the fool's jaw juss DROPPED
sleepyx637: i was like WUT NOW MUTHERFUCKER
sleepyx637: and i started chasing his ass, and those two fools fucken booked it
sleepyx637: i havent gotten a chance to use my babies in awhile
I laughed out loud at this one.
Emily's reaction?
HuNNieDeWdrOp: u guys are such kids
sleepyx637: did i tell you i got mugged in my city?
CA r LOCO 6 9: what the fuck??
sleepyx637: at fucken starbucks too of all places
sleepyx637: i was chillin with my high school friend right?
sleepyx637: and me and her were outside
sleepyx637: some foo comes up and is right next to us with his friend
sleepyx637: and i started gettin bad vibes and shit
sleepyx637: he comes up and asks the time, and then sticks a knife against me
CA r LOCO 6 9: what happened to your SHANK!?!
sleepyx637: and you kno me,fucken i never leave the house without two shanks
sleepyx637: see, dats the thing
CA r LOCO 6 9: yea so what happened with your goddamn shanks?
sleepyx637: i could see his shank
sleepyx637: BUT, i didnt kno if he friend had a shank against my friend
sleepyx637: cuz she's a girl and all, even tho she can bench like 150
CA r LOCO 6 9: anyway what happened
CA r LOCO 6 9: did they take your wallet?
sleepyx637: naw, i took it out and gave them cash
sleepyx637: they were like tiny asians
CA r LOCO 6 9: did you give them attitude at least?
sleepyx637: like 14 or sumthin
sleepyx637: hahah, dat parts coimng p
sleepyx637: so im like tryin to defuse the situation right?
CA r LOCO 6 9: please tell me at least you bitched 'em out or something
sleepyx637: and im like chill
sleepyx637: i gave them the money
sleepyx637: they started to walk away
CA r LOCO 6 9: "go by yourself some clothes, NIGGA"
CA r LOCO 6 9: "want some more money? cuz you could use some new gear, FOOL"
CA r LOCO 6 9: then throw down another 20
sleepyx637: and i was like hey muther fucker!
sleepyx637: and i bust some matrix shit where i pulled both knives outta my coat at once
CA r LOCO 6 9: OMG HAHAHHAHAHAAHHA
sleepyx637: and one of the fool's jaw juss DROPPED
sleepyx637: i was like WUT NOW MUTHERFUCKER
sleepyx637: and i started chasing his ass, and those two fools fucken booked it
sleepyx637: i havent gotten a chance to use my babies in awhile
I laughed out loud at this one.
Emily's reaction?
HuNNieDeWdrOp: u guys are such kids
JM, God of Gods, speaks:
JM Wong 1: hehe....for sure. if they take me, and i get money, i'm leaning towards MIT.
JM Wong 1: we'll just have to wait and see what happens when i hear back in march.
CA r LOCO 6 9: damn man
CA r LOCO 6 9: i got high hopes for you dude
CA r LOCO 6 9: you're gonna take over the world someday
JM Wong 1: ....naw, that's played out.
JM Wong 1: hehe....for sure. if they take me, and i get money, i'm leaning towards MIT.
JM Wong 1: we'll just have to wait and see what happens when i hear back in march.
CA r LOCO 6 9: damn man
CA r LOCO 6 9: i got high hopes for you dude
CA r LOCO 6 9: you're gonna take over the world someday
JM Wong 1: ....naw, that's played out.
Dec 2, 2002
Never have I been more emotionally affected by rap; and this time, it wasn't only because of the classically-ripped beat. Please, be open-minded if you don't like rap, and ask me to send you this song. You won't regret it. Courtesy of Myung.
They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it/
After that they killed his mother, but never spoke about it/
And listen, cuz the story that I'm telling is true/
Cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs, and I raped his mom too/
And now the devil follows me, everywhere that I go/
In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you in my shows/
And in every street sight, listening to little thugs flow/
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know/
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked/
White, brown, yellow, and black; color is not restricted/
You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted/
And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top/
There's no diversity, because we're burning in the melting pot/
So when the devil wants to dance with you/
You better say never/
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever.
-Immortal Technique, "Dance with the Devil"
They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it/
After that they killed his mother, but never spoke about it/
And listen, cuz the story that I'm telling is true/
Cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs, and I raped his mom too/
And now the devil follows me, everywhere that I go/
In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you in my shows/
And in every street sight, listening to little thugs flow/
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know/
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked/
White, brown, yellow, and black; color is not restricted/
You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted/
And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top/
There's no diversity, because we're burning in the melting pot/
So when the devil wants to dance with you/
You better say never/
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever.
-Immortal Technique, "Dance with the Devil"
Dec 1, 2002
OK. What the FUCK. This is an anti-Carlos conspiracy.
foona ils: yeah, you always know when los is talking to jade on the phone...cuz his voice all hella changes and stuff.
foona ils: and then when he ends it, his voice gets all low and soft, and says, "i love you too."
foona ils: HAHAH
naryantek: HAHHAHAHAHAa
foona ils: dave calls him faglos
foona ils: cuz every other time he answers the phone, he goes, "YYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
foona ils: or "DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH"
foona ils: but if it's jade, he says, "hi"
foona ils: yeah, you always know when los is talking to jade on the phone...cuz his voice all hella changes and stuff.
foona ils: and then when he ends it, his voice gets all low and soft, and says, "i love you too."
foona ils: HAHAH
naryantek: HAHHAHAHAHAa
foona ils: dave calls him faglos
foona ils: cuz every other time he answers the phone, he goes, "YYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
foona ils: or "DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH"
foona ils: but if it's jade, he says, "hi"
After a sleepless vacation, I'm now regretfully back in New Haven.
Thank you: stan/jeff/jm/ben/neil/ryan/steve/bbz/koreancrowd/eastbayppl/alice/titania/emily/rome/calvin/danny/pete, for a great time in Berkeley/San Francisco
Thank you: jerry/alex/grace for a great time in Santa Barbara
Thank you: jaakko/jimmy/kevin/dave/jerry for a great time in Palo Alto
Thank you: jerry/jenny/dave/emily for a great time at Cache Creek, Lake Tahoe, and Reno.
And thank you of course to my mom, for a good thanksgiving.
Nothing funny to say today cuz I'm tired as fuck, so I'll provide you with a hilarious link.
http://www.dionisus.com/~icebox/dav/aol.htm
Thank you: stan/jeff/jm/ben/neil/ryan/steve/bbz/koreancrowd/eastbayppl/alice/titania/emily/rome/calvin/danny/pete, for a great time in Berkeley/San Francisco
Thank you: jerry/alex/grace for a great time in Santa Barbara
Thank you: jaakko/jimmy/kevin/dave/jerry for a great time in Palo Alto
Thank you: jerry/jenny/dave/emily for a great time at Cache Creek, Lake Tahoe, and Reno.
And thank you of course to my mom, for a good thanksgiving.
Nothing funny to say today cuz I'm tired as fuck, so I'll provide you with a hilarious link.
http://www.dionisus.com/~icebox/dav/aol.htm
Nov 27, 2002
I now know that the indescribable horror in the hearts of men has, for the sake of evil pragmatism, joined all seven of the deadly sins into one collosally fucked-up monster sin that drives normally regular men to the brinks of insane irrationalism - just for the sake of a cheap thrill.
Yes. The indian reservation. Fuck the indian reservation. Fuck gambling.
"The horror, the horror" will soon be aptly changed for a 21st century adaptation to "double down, double down." I'd fuck Joseph Conrad up. Marlow ain't got shit on me. That little pansy bitch never lost two bills in less than an hour, and the fool is still whining 'the horror, the horror' like a fucked up faggoty little baby.
Yes. The indian reservation. Fuck the indian reservation. Fuck gambling.
"The horror, the horror" will soon be aptly changed for a 21st century adaptation to "double down, double down." I'd fuck Joseph Conrad up. Marlow ain't got shit on me. That little pansy bitch never lost two bills in less than an hour, and the fool is still whining 'the horror, the horror' like a fucked up faggoty little baby.
Nov 26, 2002
Steve Chiang's Hall of Fame, edited a bit for context: (If anybody can give me anymore, please IM me)
"Me and Leslie getting together was like destiny. .....So, if we had a kid together, he would be Destiny's Child!"
"The word 'locally'....would be like if Carlos's screenname married Stanley. He would be Loco Lee!"
"Tupac's mom must have been a chess player.....'even though you was a crack fiend, mama/ you always was a black queen, mama!'"
"It would suck to play two-hand-touch football with Busta Rhymes. He could count 10 apples in half a second!"
That's all I can remember right now. If I think of more, I'll post them.
"Me and Leslie getting together was like destiny. .....So, if we had a kid together, he would be Destiny's Child!"
"The word 'locally'....would be like if Carlos's screenname married Stanley. He would be Loco Lee!"
"Tupac's mom must have been a chess player.....'even though you was a crack fiend, mama/ you always was a black queen, mama!'"
"It would suck to play two-hand-touch football with Busta Rhymes. He could count 10 apples in half a second!"
That's all I can remember right now. If I think of more, I'll post them.
Nov 25, 2002
Nov 24, 2002
Warning: Since my next seven days will not be spent at school, which hence implicitly also indicates I won't be at my computer 24/7, the blogs for the next week will contain little or no humor - just thoughts.
- How is it possible that five people can jump one dude in a crowded club, be seen by dozens of people, and get away with it? I don't understand. For those of you at Cal, please join us at the GBC on Monday all day for an intensive, detectivesque, and sophisticated hunt (we're gonna wait for that fool and mob on him).
- Berkeley really isn't an antithetical opposite of New Haven; it's just a cali-fied reality struck by an oriental wave.
- Maybe someday I'll even understand what I just wrote. (??)
- John Woo's "The Killer" is some brutal shit.
- How is it possible that five people can jump one dude in a crowded club, be seen by dozens of people, and get away with it? I don't understand. For those of you at Cal, please join us at the GBC on Monday all day for an intensive, detectivesque, and sophisticated hunt (we're gonna wait for that fool and mob on him).
- Berkeley really isn't an antithetical opposite of New Haven; it's just a cali-fied reality struck by an oriental wave.
- Maybe someday I'll even understand what I just wrote. (??)
- John Woo's "The Killer" is some brutal shit.
Nov 23, 2002
Super short blog today, in light of the fact that I have not slept in over 46 hours.
I'm painfully impressed to note that I have racked up yet another misdemeanor today, which brings the grand total to one convicted felony, one tried felony, three convicted misdemeanors, and one infraction. On the brighter side, the crimes seem to be alleviating each year, and by next year, hopefully it will be no bigger than a littering or jay-walking ticket.
Thank you, Jerry, for all your driving and company. That shit was harsh yo.
Thank you also, Ryan and Myung, for a great party at The Glas Kat. That shit was off the hook, nahm sayn? Happy Birthday, y'all.
Excuse me now, while I pass out.
I'm painfully impressed to note that I have racked up yet another misdemeanor today, which brings the grand total to one convicted felony, one tried felony, three convicted misdemeanors, and one infraction. On the brighter side, the crimes seem to be alleviating each year, and by next year, hopefully it will be no bigger than a littering or jay-walking ticket.
Thank you, Jerry, for all your driving and company. That shit was harsh yo.
Thank you also, Ryan and Myung, for a great party at The Glas Kat. That shit was off the hook, nahm sayn? Happy Birthday, y'all.
Excuse me now, while I pass out.
Nov 21, 2002
This is quick, fun reading. So read it, don't be lazy. Courtesy of Wayne.
(We take you now to the Oval Office.)
George: Condi! Nice to see you. What's happening?
Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.
George: Great. Lay it on me.
Condi: Hu is the new leader of China.
George: That's what I want to know.
Condi: That's what I'm telling you.
George: That's what I'm asking you. Who is the new leader of China?
Condi: Yes.
George: I mean the fellow's name.
Condi: Hu.
George: The guy in China.
Condi: Hu.
George: The new leader of China.
Condi: Hu.
George: The Chinaman!
Condi: Hu is leading China.
George: Now whaddya' asking me for?
Condi: I'm telling you Hu is leading China.
George: Well, I'm asking you. Who is leading China?
Condi: That's the man's name.
George: That's whose name?
Condi: Yes.
George: Will you or will you not tell me the name of the new leader of China?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he was in the Middle East.
Condi: That's correct.
George: Then who is in China?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir is in China?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Then who is?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Look, Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China. Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.
Condi: Kofi?
George: No, thanks.
Condi: You want Kofi?
George: No.
Condi: You don't want Kofi.
George: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then get me the U.N.
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi?
George: Milk! Will you please make the call?
Condi: And call who?
George: Who is the guy at the U.N?
Condi: Hu is the guy in China.
George: Will you stay out of China?!
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: And stay out of the Middle East! Just get me the guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi.
George: All right! With cream and two sugars. Now get on the phone.
(Condi picks up the phone.)
Condi: Rice, here.
George: Rice? Good idea. And a couple of egg rolls, too. Maybe we should send some to the guy in China. And the Middle East. Can you get Chinese food in the Middle East?
(We take you now to the Oval Office.)
George: Condi! Nice to see you. What's happening?
Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.
George: Great. Lay it on me.
Condi: Hu is the new leader of China.
George: That's what I want to know.
Condi: That's what I'm telling you.
George: That's what I'm asking you. Who is the new leader of China?
Condi: Yes.
George: I mean the fellow's name.
Condi: Hu.
George: The guy in China.
Condi: Hu.
George: The new leader of China.
Condi: Hu.
George: The Chinaman!
Condi: Hu is leading China.
George: Now whaddya' asking me for?
Condi: I'm telling you Hu is leading China.
George: Well, I'm asking you. Who is leading China?
Condi: That's the man's name.
George: That's whose name?
Condi: Yes.
George: Will you or will you not tell me the name of the new leader of China?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he was in the Middle East.
Condi: That's correct.
George: Then who is in China?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir is in China?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Then who is?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Look, Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China. Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.
Condi: Kofi?
George: No, thanks.
Condi: You want Kofi?
George: No.
Condi: You don't want Kofi.
George: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then get me the U.N.
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi?
George: Milk! Will you please make the call?
Condi: And call who?
George: Who is the guy at the U.N?
Condi: Hu is the guy in China.
George: Will you stay out of China?!
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: And stay out of the Middle East! Just get me the guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi.
George: All right! With cream and two sugars. Now get on the phone.
(Condi picks up the phone.)
Condi: Rice, here.
George: Rice? Good idea. And a couple of egg rolls, too. Maybe we should send some to the guy in China. And the Middle East. Can you get Chinese food in the Middle East?
Destination from tomorrow to the following Sunday: New Haven, New York, San Francisco, Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, Las Vegas, Palo Alto, Berkeley, Lake Tahoe, Reno. Hence, in light of the trip, this blog will run dry for a bit. Please keep checking it, however, as I am trying to rack up more hits than Stanley.
My patience has been running low lately for the ignorance and stubborn-mindedness of this traditionally-rooted institution, which apparently, refuses to delve into any sort of music that doesn't carry a tonal melody - specifically, anything post-Brahms. On a completely random note, I think I'm gonna take a History of Jazz and History of American Music class next year, coincidentally taught by the same prof.
Sorry for the boring blog. I'm packing.
My patience has been running low lately for the ignorance and stubborn-mindedness of this traditionally-rooted institution, which apparently, refuses to delve into any sort of music that doesn't carry a tonal melody - specifically, anything post-Brahms. On a completely random note, I think I'm gonna take a History of Jazz and History of American Music class next year, coincidentally taught by the same prof.
Sorry for the boring blog. I'm packing.
Nov 20, 2002
More retarded viola jokes for the musically nerdtarded, courtesy of Guson. Viola jokes are the same as violin jokes, obviously - just a fifth lower. HAHA. ok.
Q: What is the difference between a violist and a prostitute?
A: 1. A prostitute knows more than two positions.
2. Prostitutes have a better sense of rhythm.
Q: What is the similarity between a violist and a prostitute?
A: Both are paid to fake climaxes.
Q: Why do violists get antsy when they see the Kama Sutra?
A: All those positions!
Q: What is the definition of a cluster chord?
A: A viola section playing on the C string.
Q: What is the difference between a violist and a prostitute?
A: 1. A prostitute knows more than two positions.
2. Prostitutes have a better sense of rhythm.
Q: What is the similarity between a violist and a prostitute?
A: Both are paid to fake climaxes.
Q: Why do violists get antsy when they see the Kama Sutra?
A: All those positions!
Q: What is the definition of a cluster chord?
A: A viola section playing on the C string.
You don't have to read the whole thing - just fastforward to the last few lines. The rest of it is for context.
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:04:45 AM): many would argue that 'heart of darkness' is way more avant garde than schoenbergs pierott lunaire
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:04:56 AM): would you agree?
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:09 AM): music - we are just not trying hard enough
psykogeoff (2:05:10 AM): i doubt it
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:11 AM): that was his point
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:20 AM): the education in literature is all there
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:24 AM): but music education is nowhere!
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:28 AM): the public never receives it!
psykogeoff (2:05:29 AM): heart of darkness is more like a coda of a tchaikovsky symphony
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:38 AM): everybody who graduates from high school knows who joseph conrad is
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:42 AM): but few know who schoenberg is
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:58 AM): music education is dead as dead
psykogeoff (2:05:59 AM): or wagner for that matter
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:06:03 AM): yeah
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:06:08 AM): THAT is what needs to change
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:07:20 AM): tomassini wrote a very inspiring article for the times this last summer
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:07:30 AM): about 20th century music
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:07:49 AM): and he said, he still doens't really understand....the new avant garde shows on broadway are the talk of the town
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:08:01 AM): the newest contemporary novels are always the best sellers on nybooks
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:08:07 AM): like 'beloved'
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:08:19 AM): however, with MUSIC, it's always about the latest performance of mahler 5
psykogeoff (2:08:56 AM): yo
psykogeoff (2:08:58 AM): send me more porn
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:09:19 AM): ok
SIGH
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:04:45 AM): many would argue that 'heart of darkness' is way more avant garde than schoenbergs pierott lunaire
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:04:56 AM): would you agree?
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:09 AM): music - we are just not trying hard enough
psykogeoff (2:05:10 AM): i doubt it
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:11 AM): that was his point
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:20 AM): the education in literature is all there
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:24 AM): but music education is nowhere!
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:28 AM): the public never receives it!
psykogeoff (2:05:29 AM): heart of darkness is more like a coda of a tchaikovsky symphony
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:38 AM): everybody who graduates from high school knows who joseph conrad is
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:42 AM): but few know who schoenberg is
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:05:58 AM): music education is dead as dead
psykogeoff (2:05:59 AM): or wagner for that matter
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:06:03 AM): yeah
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:06:08 AM): THAT is what needs to change
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:07:20 AM): tomassini wrote a very inspiring article for the times this last summer
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:07:30 AM): about 20th century music
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:07:49 AM): and he said, he still doens't really understand....the new avant garde shows on broadway are the talk of the town
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:08:01 AM): the newest contemporary novels are always the best sellers on nybooks
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:08:07 AM): like 'beloved'
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:08:19 AM): however, with MUSIC, it's always about the latest performance of mahler 5
psykogeoff (2:08:56 AM): yo
psykogeoff (2:08:58 AM): send me more porn
CA r LOCO 6 9 (2:09:19 AM): ok
SIGH
Nov 19, 2002
A'ight, perhaps I miss you too, Meredith. But only a little bit, you gayass.
Cb884: damn dood i miss you
Cb884: =P
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahahh FAG!
Cb884: this is fuckin nostalgic n shit
Cb884: yeah im hella girl aiight
Cb884: the girly side has to come out sometimes...cant be a fuckin OG all the time
Cb884: hahaha
CA r LOCO 6 9: yeah except if you're me, in which case you are perpetually OG
CA r LOCO 6 9: WUT
Cb884: damn dood i miss you
Cb884: =P
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahahh FAG!
Cb884: this is fuckin nostalgic n shit
Cb884: yeah im hella girl aiight
Cb884: the girly side has to come out sometimes...cant be a fuckin OG all the time
Cb884: hahaha
CA r LOCO 6 9: yeah except if you're me, in which case you are perpetually OG
CA r LOCO 6 9: WUT
Tyler, on Mahler 1. The third movement of Mahler Symphony No. 1, for you non-classical musicians, is based exactly on the "Frere Jacque" or the "Are you Sleeping" nursery rhyme, albeit in minor.
Part 1:
T MuZiKnerd (6:13:08 PM): carlos, i have prepared a little song for you, to the tune of 3rd mvt of mahler 1
T MuZiKnerd (6:13:37 PM): 'I am single, I am single, must get laid, must get laid, all i want is a girlfriend, all i want is a girlfriend, for a maid, for a maid'
Part 2:
T MuZiKnerd: i'm not trynna be a 'playa'
T MuZiKnerd: trynna get the right girl, tho
CA r LOCO 6 9: that's the better goal anyway
T MuZiKnerd: i know... but you can't get the right girl if you can't get A girl
CA r LOCO 6 9: that's profound
T MuZiKnerd: no... actually... it SUCKS
Now I not only know a) why Tyler does not have a girlfriend, but also b) the suitability and appropriateness of his screenname.
Part 1:
T MuZiKnerd (6:13:08 PM): carlos, i have prepared a little song for you, to the tune of 3rd mvt of mahler 1
T MuZiKnerd (6:13:37 PM): 'I am single, I am single, must get laid, must get laid, all i want is a girlfriend, all i want is a girlfriend, for a maid, for a maid'
Part 2:
T MuZiKnerd: i'm not trynna be a 'playa'
T MuZiKnerd: trynna get the right girl, tho
CA r LOCO 6 9: that's the better goal anyway
T MuZiKnerd: i know... but you can't get the right girl if you can't get A girl
CA r LOCO 6 9: that's profound
T MuZiKnerd: no... actually... it SUCKS
Now I not only know a) why Tyler does not have a girlfriend, but also b) the suitability and appropriateness of his screenname.
Nov 18, 2002
Me and Dave, on girls.
CA r LOCO 6 9: did you hook up with her?!?!
Divadjj: nope
CA r LOCO 6 9: why no hookup you vagina man?
Divadjj: u know jerrry and I talked about u the other day
Divadjj: u always tell us to bang chicks/hook up
Divadjj: but then we look at u
Divadjj: and u are such a sweetie to a point where u are like a gentleman
Divadjj: so my point is
Divadjj: U ARE THE FAG
Divadjj: shit, u put up this image of player
Divadjj: like bang that chick
Divadjj: hook up with her
Divadjj: but then we look at u
Divadjj: u are married
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhaha fuck
CA r LOCO 6 9: you're right
Divadjj: but fool, u just trying to cover it up...
Divadjj: hahhaha
Divadjj: its all good
Divadjj: but yea, anyway, i didn;t hook up with her
CA r LOCO 6 9: oh...
CA r LOCO 6 9: VAGINA-MAN!
CA r LOCO 6 9: did you hook up with her?!?!
Divadjj: nope
CA r LOCO 6 9: why no hookup you vagina man?
Divadjj: u know jerrry and I talked about u the other day
Divadjj: u always tell us to bang chicks/hook up
Divadjj: but then we look at u
Divadjj: and u are such a sweetie to a point where u are like a gentleman
Divadjj: so my point is
Divadjj: U ARE THE FAG
Divadjj: shit, u put up this image of player
Divadjj: like bang that chick
Divadjj: hook up with her
Divadjj: but then we look at u
Divadjj: u are married
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhaha fuck
CA r LOCO 6 9: you're right
Divadjj: but fool, u just trying to cover it up...
Divadjj: hahhaha
Divadjj: its all good
Divadjj: but yea, anyway, i didn;t hook up with her
CA r LOCO 6 9: oh...
CA r LOCO 6 9: VAGINA-MAN!
I took a music-identification test on Guson's AIM profile today that offered a free Palo Alto dinner to the first person with the right answer. On achieving this honor:
CA r LOCO 6 9: the first two lines match the clarinet solo of prokofieff 3rd piano concerto
GoOoSeBot: do they now
CA r LOCO 6 9: wait
CA r LOCO 6 9: it IS the prokofieff 3rd
GoOoSeBot: lol
GoOoSeBot: right you are
GoOoSeBot: hahahahahahaha
CA r LOCO 6 9: DINNER!
GoOoSeBot: LOL
GoOoSeBot: bitch!
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahahhaha
GoOoSeBot: dammit dude i need CHICKS to get the answer!
GoOoSeBot: CHICKS!
CA r LOCO 6 9: the first two lines match the clarinet solo of prokofieff 3rd piano concerto
GoOoSeBot: do they now
CA r LOCO 6 9: wait
CA r LOCO 6 9: it IS the prokofieff 3rd
GoOoSeBot: lol
GoOoSeBot: right you are
GoOoSeBot: hahahahahahaha
CA r LOCO 6 9: DINNER!
GoOoSeBot: LOL
GoOoSeBot: bitch!
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahahhaha
GoOoSeBot: dammit dude i need CHICKS to get the answer!
GoOoSeBot: CHICKS!
One day, as I was continuing my habitual search for enlightenment (via Google, of course), I stumbled across the closest thing to it:
"G-Funk was not introduced as a unified philosophy (as with Dre's idol, Nietzsche) but, like Marxism, grew from repeating themes expounded in work within earlier movements. The innermost chamber of the G-Funk labyrinth is the definition of the G-Thang. We're given many examples of G-Thangs in the early work (busting, getting paid, toking without choking, etc.), but Dre seemed to shy away from a formal definition, perhaps relying on the Cubist epigram, "Life ain't nothing but bitches and money."
Logic: Rational (Try to get up close, and your ass get smacked.)
Aesthetics: Independent, anti-sacred (We don't love them hos.)
Ethics: Situational (We ain't asking for shit, nigga, we taking it.)
Epistemology: Solipsistic Empiricism (But that's the life of a G, I guess // Ese's way deep, shanked two in they chest)"
"G-Funk was not introduced as a unified philosophy (as with Dre's idol, Nietzsche) but, like Marxism, grew from repeating themes expounded in work within earlier movements. The innermost chamber of the G-Funk labyrinth is the definition of the G-Thang. We're given many examples of G-Thangs in the early work (busting, getting paid, toking without choking, etc.), but Dre seemed to shy away from a formal definition, perhaps relying on the Cubist epigram, "Life ain't nothing but bitches and money."
Logic: Rational (Try to get up close, and your ass get smacked.)
Aesthetics: Independent, anti-sacred (We don't love them hos.)
Ethics: Situational (We ain't asking for shit, nigga, we taking it.)
Epistemology: Solipsistic Empiricism (But that's the life of a G, I guess // Ese's way deep, shanked two in they chest)"
Nov 17, 2002
Results of the Musical Eclecticity Test. Only a few people took it, here are the answers.
1. Name 5 Non-Black Rappers
Brad: Eminem, Vanilla Ice, Adrock, MC, Mike D
Naoya: Eminem, Vanilla Ice, Drunken Tiger, Jin, MC Sniper, Jinusean
Pete: I protest. This question is racially biased.
Other answers: MC Hot Dog (Chinese rapper, thank you Stan), Yoo Seung Jun, 1 Tym, Marky Mark, Weird Al
2. Name 5 composers born between 1809 - 1815
Wayne: Chopin, Liszt, Mendelssohn, Wagner, Berlioz
Naoya: Chopin, Liszt
3. Name 5 Korean Pop-Stars
Naoya: H.O.T, Yoo Seung Jun, G.O.D, Finkl, Shinhwa, 1 Tym
4. Name 3 Blind Musicians
Pete: Stevie Wonder, Marcus Roberts, Ray Charles, Blind Lemon Jefferson
5. Name 4 Hungarian Composers
Wayne: Liszt, Bartok, Dohnanyi, Kodaly
Brad: I'm Hungary.....for some ass
6. Name 3 Musicians with last names of 3 letters or less
Wayne: Emmanuel Ax, Yo-yo Ma, Cho Liang Lin, Joseph Suk
Brad: Vanessa Mae, Madonna, Cher, Midori
7. Name 3 Skratch DJs
Nobody got this one.
Answer: DJ Qbert, DJ Revolution, DJ Rectangle
8. Name 3 Jewish singers
Pete: Barbara Streisand, Art Garunkel, Paul Simon, Weird Al, The Beastie Boys
Wayne: Michael Feinstein, Glenn Dicterow (apparently, he sings during violin lessons)
9. Name 3 Trip-Hop Groups
Brad: I don't know this one, but I do know that Geoff Chang likes little boys.
Answer: Massive Attack, Portishead, Tricky
1. Name 5 Non-Black Rappers
Brad: Eminem, Vanilla Ice, Adrock, MC, Mike D
Naoya: Eminem, Vanilla Ice, Drunken Tiger, Jin, MC Sniper, Jinusean
Pete: I protest. This question is racially biased.
Other answers: MC Hot Dog (Chinese rapper, thank you Stan), Yoo Seung Jun, 1 Tym, Marky Mark, Weird Al
2. Name 5 composers born between 1809 - 1815
Wayne: Chopin, Liszt, Mendelssohn, Wagner, Berlioz
Naoya: Chopin, Liszt
3. Name 5 Korean Pop-Stars
Naoya: H.O.T, Yoo Seung Jun, G.O.D, Finkl, Shinhwa, 1 Tym
4. Name 3 Blind Musicians
Pete: Stevie Wonder, Marcus Roberts, Ray Charles, Blind Lemon Jefferson
5. Name 4 Hungarian Composers
Wayne: Liszt, Bartok, Dohnanyi, Kodaly
Brad: I'm Hungary.....for some ass
6. Name 3 Musicians with last names of 3 letters or less
Wayne: Emmanuel Ax, Yo-yo Ma, Cho Liang Lin, Joseph Suk
Brad: Vanessa Mae, Madonna, Cher, Midori
7. Name 3 Skratch DJs
Nobody got this one.
Answer: DJ Qbert, DJ Revolution, DJ Rectangle
8. Name 3 Jewish singers
Pete: Barbara Streisand, Art Garunkel, Paul Simon, Weird Al, The Beastie Boys
Wayne: Michael Feinstein, Glenn Dicterow (apparently, he sings during violin lessons)
9. Name 3 Trip-Hop Groups
Brad: I don't know this one, but I do know that Geoff Chang likes little boys.
Answer: Massive Attack, Portishead, Tricky
Nov 14, 2002
From the same people that brought you Ladder Theory, here's "On Fur Elise": (This is a little taste for those of you who are too lazy to click the link. For the more blog-faithful, the link is at the bottom.)
Well we know that Beethoven was notriously grumpy. He was also the greatest musical genius to ever live. That of course is a value judgment,and if you disagree with it you are a terrorist.
So the real question is not how well he wrote for the human voice(quite), or if he was a manic-depressive(no), or why he and Haydn didn't get along(who gives a shit?) but how much did he get laid? I say a lot and here's why:
Now, this will seem like pure conjecture now, but I am confident that when scholars get around to reading some of those old diaries that everyone seems to have kept in the 18th century so some humanities major can get their Ph.D. they will discover that Beethoven had that piece for many years before its now officially recognized publication date.
Why did he never make it public?
Because he used it to score more pussy than a bonobo.
Julie: "Hello, Mr. Beethoven, what's that?"
Beethoven: "Oh, just a little piece I'm working on. And please, call me Ludwig."
Julie(nervously): "It's beautiful. What's is it called?"
Beethoven: "I was thinking of calling it 'Fur Julie'"
Julie(blushing madly): "Oh Beethoven,really....?"
Beethoven: "Absolutely. Here let me show you the first notes. Come sit next to me..."
Please read more at: http://www.intellectualwhores.com/beethoventheory.html. Thank you, Wayne.
Well we know that Beethoven was notriously grumpy. He was also the greatest musical genius to ever live. That of course is a value judgment,and if you disagree with it you are a terrorist.
So the real question is not how well he wrote for the human voice(quite), or if he was a manic-depressive(no), or why he and Haydn didn't get along(who gives a shit?) but how much did he get laid? I say a lot and here's why:
Now, this will seem like pure conjecture now, but I am confident that when scholars get around to reading some of those old diaries that everyone seems to have kept in the 18th century so some humanities major can get their Ph.D. they will discover that Beethoven had that piece for many years before its now officially recognized publication date.
Why did he never make it public?
Because he used it to score more pussy than a bonobo.
Julie: "Hello, Mr. Beethoven, what's that?"
Beethoven: "Oh, just a little piece I'm working on. And please, call me Ludwig."
Julie(nervously): "It's beautiful. What's is it called?"
Beethoven: "I was thinking of calling it 'Fur Julie'"
Julie(blushing madly): "Oh Beethoven,really....?"
Beethoven: "Absolutely. Here let me show you the first notes. Come sit next to me..."
Please read more at: http://www.intellectualwhores.com/beethoventheory.html. Thank you, Wayne.
Nov 13, 2002
Nov 12, 2002
Stanley and I have decided that the advent of blogging, previously known to the world of AIM as the temporarily-remedial cure for anxiety-struck-low-self-esteemed-college-aZn-gurlZzz, has been elevated to a new satirical level by us; the midnight-bloggers. Furthermore, all you blogging sluts ain't shit but bitches and ho's, and y'all gotsta learn sooner or later to bow down to the Los and the Leemur. When I read your blogs, I am instantantly overcome by a sudden urge to vomit, fart, and rim a goat, all at the same time.
A Sample Blog:
mMmmMm, I took advil today because i felt sick. mY baY-beE guRL made me some pie today. it was yuUMmY in my tuUMmY. i woke up at 8am for my 9am class today, and then i hit the snooze button. then i hit the snooze button again after 5 minutes. then after 10 minutes, i hit the snooze button again. finally, i hit the snooze button a 4th time. then I actually went to class. yAY for meEEee~~! after i went to class, i came home and did homework, and i chewed on some of those biscuits. i swear i eat too much. me n liZa watched an episode of real world. LUV yA guRL! chattin' with aZnhOttiE and hUnniEdOve right now though. write more later! *hug*
A Sample Blog:
mMmmMm, I took advil today because i felt sick. mY baY-beE guRL made me some pie today. it was yuUMmY in my tuUMmY. i woke up at 8am for my 9am class today, and then i hit the snooze button. then i hit the snooze button again after 5 minutes. then after 10 minutes, i hit the snooze button again. finally, i hit the snooze button a 4th time. then I actually went to class. yAY for meEEee~~! after i went to class, i came home and did homework, and i chewed on some of those biscuits. i swear i eat too much. me n liZa watched an episode of real world. LUV yA guRL! chattin' with aZnhOttiE and hUnniEdOve right now though. write more later! *hug*
Nov 11, 2002
Movie reviews:
CA r LOCO 6 9: what is it girls see in beauty and the beast
CA r LOCO 6 9: and not aladdin
CA r LOCO 6 9: i don't get it
peterlsb: yeah no contest for me
CA r LOCO 6 9: jeff likes beauty better too
peterlsb: wait wait
peterlsb: jeff likes beauty and the best better?!?
peterlsb: tell him to go home and wash out his pussy dude
CA r LOCO 6 9: remember, he's the guy who doesn't like any action flicks
CA r LOCO 6 9: he's like ploom
CA r LOCO 6 9: i bet ploom likes beauty better too
peterlsb: ploom likes action, but he has higher standards
CA r LOCO 6 9: fuck that
CA r LOCO 6 9: standards and shit
CA r LOCO 6 9: standards are for fags!
peterlsb: preach on brother, preach on
Jeff defends himself:
j m 2 c a l: that shit is fucking cute dude
j m 2 c a l: dude if the beast had a fucking genie and a flying carpet i'm sure he woulda gotten belle way earlier
j m 2 c a l: ALADDIN had a fucking FLYING CARPET and could get ANY WISH
j m 2 c a l: and he still only BARELY got the chi ck
j m 2 c a l: the beast looked like that chick from unit 1
CA r LOCO 6 9: fool, he had her nailed, from the very beginning
j m 2 c a l: and he stilllll got belle
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahah
CA r LOCO 6 9: i give you that
j m 2 c a l: the only thing that aladdin had working against him was that his freakin race is al quaida and shit
Epilogue; Pete concedes:
peterlsb: ok, maybe he doesnt have to wash out his pussy, but still if you had the choice, which you wanna watch
peterlsb: has to be aladdin
CA r LOCO 6 9: what is it girls see in beauty and the beast
CA r LOCO 6 9: and not aladdin
CA r LOCO 6 9: i don't get it
peterlsb: yeah no contest for me
CA r LOCO 6 9: jeff likes beauty better too
peterlsb: wait wait
peterlsb: jeff likes beauty and the best better?!?
peterlsb: tell him to go home and wash out his pussy dude
CA r LOCO 6 9: remember, he's the guy who doesn't like any action flicks
CA r LOCO 6 9: he's like ploom
CA r LOCO 6 9: i bet ploom likes beauty better too
peterlsb: ploom likes action, but he has higher standards
CA r LOCO 6 9: fuck that
CA r LOCO 6 9: standards and shit
CA r LOCO 6 9: standards are for fags!
peterlsb: preach on brother, preach on
Jeff defends himself:
j m 2 c a l: that shit is fucking cute dude
j m 2 c a l: dude if the beast had a fucking genie and a flying carpet i'm sure he woulda gotten belle way earlier
j m 2 c a l: ALADDIN had a fucking FLYING CARPET and could get ANY WISH
j m 2 c a l: and he still only BARELY got the chi ck
j m 2 c a l: the beast looked like that chick from unit 1
CA r LOCO 6 9: fool, he had her nailed, from the very beginning
j m 2 c a l: and he stilllll got belle
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahah
CA r LOCO 6 9: i give you that
j m 2 c a l: the only thing that aladdin had working against him was that his freakin race is al quaida and shit
Epilogue; Pete concedes:
peterlsb: ok, maybe he doesnt have to wash out his pussy, but still if you had the choice, which you wanna watch
peterlsb: has to be aladdin
Nov 10, 2002
A new member has earned his entry into my blog. Funny stuff.
T MuZiKnerd: DUDE, for the magic flute we're doing next weekend, the concertmistress is tall fine asian that goes to ucla!!
T MuZiKnerd: 'hi, i'm tyler, i don't know your name, but i couldnt' help notice the sensual way you operate your instrument...'
T MuZiKnerd: why do you think i want an asian wife?
T MuZiKnerd: that way she can beat my kid to practice
T MuZiKnerd: DUDE, for the magic flute we're doing next weekend, the concertmistress is tall fine asian that goes to ucla!!
T MuZiKnerd: 'hi, i'm tyler, i don't know your name, but i couldnt' help notice the sensual way you operate your instrument...'
T MuZiKnerd: why do you think i want an asian wife?
T MuZiKnerd: that way she can beat my kid to practice
The Blog War is officially over. I won.
naryantek: haha ive been milking you this entire time for more homogayness tendencies
naryantek: your blog ass is fried BITCH. watch me.
CA r LOCO 6 9: doh
CA r LOCO 6 9: i keep forgetting we're at war
CA r LOCO 6 9: your best friend can be your most homosexual enemy
naryantek: damn this is no fun
naryantek: its too easy now
naryantek: like wehen eminem dogs on himself before the other dude can
CA r LOCO 6 9: i know, like i said
CA r LOCO 6 9: how you gonna make homo-war on a man who's come to terms with his faghagness?
CA r LOCO 6 9: give up, biatch - accept defeat
naryantek: damn this sucks
naryantek: blog wars over then
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahHahhahAHha VICTORY!
naryantek: haha ive been milking you this entire time for more homogayness tendencies
naryantek: your blog ass is fried BITCH. watch me.
CA r LOCO 6 9: doh
CA r LOCO 6 9: i keep forgetting we're at war
CA r LOCO 6 9: your best friend can be your most homosexual enemy
naryantek: damn this is no fun
naryantek: its too easy now
naryantek: like wehen eminem dogs on himself before the other dude can
CA r LOCO 6 9: i know, like i said
CA r LOCO 6 9: how you gonna make homo-war on a man who's come to terms with his faghagness?
CA r LOCO 6 9: give up, biatch - accept defeat
naryantek: damn this sucks
naryantek: blog wars over then
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahHahhahAHha VICTORY!
Nov 9, 2002
Dang, I'm such a comedian.
Waaaayne: the clintons shopped for a house about a block from dicterow's
Waaaayne: thomas paine's old house was 2 blocks from dicterow's
CA r LOCO 6 9: goddamn
CA r LOCO 6 9: that's why dicterow has so much common sense
CA r LOCO 6 9: HAHA
CA r LOCO 6 9: that was one of my better ones
Waaaayne: the clintons shopped for a house about a block from dicterow's
Waaaayne: thomas paine's old house was 2 blocks from dicterow's
CA r LOCO 6 9: goddamn
CA r LOCO 6 9: that's why dicterow has so much common sense
CA r LOCO 6 9: HAHA
CA r LOCO 6 9: that was one of my better ones
Continued from last post...
Unproveable extrapolation for the curiousity of the intellect: If Beethoven never went deaf, would he still have written such great music? Likewise, if Eminem was born black, would he still be as great of a rapper?
Keep in mind that the former derived insanity from the absence of sound-abstraction, just as the latter derived anger/inspiration from the color of his skin...
Unproveable extrapolation for the curiousity of the intellect: If Beethoven never went deaf, would he still have written such great music? Likewise, if Eminem was born black, would he still be as great of a rapper?
Keep in mind that the former derived insanity from the absence of sound-abstraction, just as the latter derived anger/inspiration from the color of his skin...
So. After finally experiencing the hype...what can I say?
It's refreshing to begin the first mile with the articulate lyricism of pre-East-West Biggie and finish the 8th mile with the emotional intensity of just-before-Vegas Pac, granted the movie still managed to pull off crazy reviews with retardo names like Lickity Split, Bunny Rabbit, Papa Doc, and Future. It's a different side of the massively-mega-maniacal Em that constantly drives his image from Einstein-at-the-mic to homophobic-fanatic; here he's a nervous, uncontainably-vomiting piece of pity, a victim of project-Detroit on the wrong side of the race-line.
Bear with me, but the most apt comparison I can even think to find regarding Eminem battling the rap-world, is Beethoven. (WTF?) Yeah. Beethoven. As in Ludwig Van. Think about it.
For the musicians out there: Why is Beethoven great? As a musician, we never think twice, that yes, in fact - Beethoven was deaf! To the rest of the popular-non-classically-educated world, the genius of Beethoven is as such: he's a great composer, cuz he was deaf - he couldn't even hear the shit he was composing and it was still pretty decent, right? Well for the classical musicians, nobody gives a second thought to the fact that he was deaf. Most of us even forget that he even WAS deaf. He was just great. Genius. Deaf or not. Period.
For the hip-hop elite: It's similar, if not completely parallel. Why is Eminem great? Certainly not because he's white, and for the majority of the time we listen to his rhymes, most of us forget that he even IS white. He thrives off his talent. Genius. White or not. Period.
Y'all think I'm on crack now. Fuck you. Just think about it. Beethoven : Deaf = Eminem : White. Rekhanize, bitch.
It's refreshing to begin the first mile with the articulate lyricism of pre-East-West Biggie and finish the 8th mile with the emotional intensity of just-before-Vegas Pac, granted the movie still managed to pull off crazy reviews with retardo names like Lickity Split, Bunny Rabbit, Papa Doc, and Future. It's a different side of the massively-mega-maniacal Em that constantly drives his image from Einstein-at-the-mic to homophobic-fanatic; here he's a nervous, uncontainably-vomiting piece of pity, a victim of project-Detroit on the wrong side of the race-line.
Bear with me, but the most apt comparison I can even think to find regarding Eminem battling the rap-world, is Beethoven. (WTF?) Yeah. Beethoven. As in Ludwig Van. Think about it.
For the musicians out there: Why is Beethoven great? As a musician, we never think twice, that yes, in fact - Beethoven was deaf! To the rest of the popular-non-classically-educated world, the genius of Beethoven is as such: he's a great composer, cuz he was deaf - he couldn't even hear the shit he was composing and it was still pretty decent, right? Well for the classical musicians, nobody gives a second thought to the fact that he was deaf. Most of us even forget that he even WAS deaf. He was just great. Genius. Deaf or not. Period.
For the hip-hop elite: It's similar, if not completely parallel. Why is Eminem great? Certainly not because he's white, and for the majority of the time we listen to his rhymes, most of us forget that he even IS white. He thrives off his talent. Genius. White or not. Period.
Y'all think I'm on crack now. Fuck you. Just think about it. Beethoven : Deaf = Eminem : White. Rekhanize, bitch.
Nov 8, 2002
Dissecting the taste of a musical eclecticist, as dictated by both recreation and obligation (for class). Perhaps the final stage of Buddhist enlightenment as interpreted from a musical standpoint: when the line between recreation and obligation disappears.
Prokofieff - Piano Concerto No. 2 (Obligation, though it began once upon a time as recreation)
Super Sax - Lover Man (Obligation, Music 503a, homework)
Charlie Parker - Thrivin' on a Riff (Obligation, dictation exam, that's fucking hard)
Eminem - Kids (Obviously recreation, though I suggest if you haven't already, you convert this into obligation)
William Bolcolm - Graceful Ghost Rag (Obligation, lesson on Monday)
Milstein playing Bach - Violin Sonata No. 3 (Recreation, albeit a respectul type of recreation, and only for Wayne's sake)
DJ Revolution - In 12s We Trust (Recreation, chillin' music)
Simon and Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence (Recreation, ever since Stan reinspired me)
The Beatles - Baby You Can Drive My Car (Recreation, good 'ol rock n' roll)
Anybody got any Trip Hop for me? I'm fiending some. Particularly some Portishead, Tricky, or Massive Attack.
Prokofieff - Piano Concerto No. 2 (Obligation, though it began once upon a time as recreation)
Super Sax - Lover Man (Obligation, Music 503a, homework)
Charlie Parker - Thrivin' on a Riff (Obligation, dictation exam, that's fucking hard)
Eminem - Kids (Obviously recreation, though I suggest if you haven't already, you convert this into obligation)
William Bolcolm - Graceful Ghost Rag (Obligation, lesson on Monday)
Milstein playing Bach - Violin Sonata No. 3 (Recreation, albeit a respectul type of recreation, and only for Wayne's sake)
DJ Revolution - In 12s We Trust (Recreation, chillin' music)
Simon and Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence (Recreation, ever since Stan reinspired me)
The Beatles - Baby You Can Drive My Car (Recreation, good 'ol rock n' roll)
Anybody got any Trip Hop for me? I'm fiending some. Particularly some Portishead, Tricky, or Massive Attack.
Nov 7, 2002
I've been examining my blog lately. It's constantly dominated by fad-induced at-the-moment obsessions, be it Eminem, Vin Diesel, how gay Stanley is, or some type of music thought. Anyway, after diverging for awhile with Vin Diesel and how gay Stanley is, I am now officially back to 8 mile.
I couldn't help it. I only watched a little. Just like 20 minutes. Finish the quote:
I know this girl/
Name is lih-LEE/
It's past her bed-
T-I-M-E./
She goes to sleep./
She can just dream/
Not have to be/
In a stinky trailer with me/
So when I feel blue/
Don't know what to do/
I look at you/
And i just say/
__________
I couldn't help it. I only watched a little. Just like 20 minutes. Finish the quote:
I know this girl/
Name is lih-LEE/
It's past her bed-
T-I-M-E./
She goes to sleep./
She can just dream/
Not have to be/
In a stinky trailer with me/
So when I feel blue/
Don't know what to do/
I look at you/
And i just say/
__________
An excerpt from Stanleys blog: THIS MEANS BLOG WAR, BITCH.
CARLOS AVILA IS GAY.
HIS HOME ADDRESS IS 3790 ROSS RD. PALO ALTO, CA 94303.
HIS CELL PHONE NUMBER IS: (203) 887-3147, PLEASE CALL HIM TO MAKE FUN OF HIM.
CA r LOCO 6 9: who do you think would win
CA r LOCO 6 9: vin diesel vs. ving rhames
naryantek: diesel fool
CA r LOCO 6 9: no way!
CA r LOCO 6 9: did you say baby boy faggot?
CA r LOCO 6 9: OMG
CA r LOCO 6 9: he's BUTT NAKED in baby boy, he has a PERFECT SIX PACK
CA r LOCO 6 9: they look like BALLOONS
CA r LOCO 6 9: there is not an ounce of fat on his body
CA r LOCO 6 9: his pecks look like helium balloons
CA r LOCO 6 9: and his abs look like those kiddy balloons
CA r LOCO 6 9: he has the most impressive body i've seen tho
CA r LOCO 6 9: you only know when he's butt naked
CA r LOCO 6 9: and he has "50 niggaz" tatted on his chest
naryantek: ok stop before u incriminate yourself
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhah too late fool
naryantek: alright this shits getting posted
naryantek: fool watch how gay i can make u sond
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhaha
CA r LOCO 6 9: you can't use that against me anymore
CA r LOCO 6 9: i've already come to grips with my faghagness
CA r LOCO 6 9: i embrace homosexuality, BIATCH
CA r LOCO 6 9: WUT
CA r LOCO 6 9: BRING IT
naryantek: yo dude
naryantek: whats your cell number again
CA r LOCO 6 9: 203 887 3147
CA r LOCO 6 9: EH
CA r LOCO 6 9: WTF ARE YOU DOING
CA r LOCO 6 9: why you need my number BIATCH
CA r LOCO 6 9: EH
CARLOS AVILA IS GAY.
HIS HOME ADDRESS IS 3790 ROSS RD. PALO ALTO, CA 94303.
HIS CELL PHONE NUMBER IS: (203) 887-3147, PLEASE CALL HIM TO MAKE FUN OF HIM.
CA r LOCO 6 9: who do you think would win
CA r LOCO 6 9: vin diesel vs. ving rhames
naryantek: diesel fool
CA r LOCO 6 9: no way!
CA r LOCO 6 9: did you say baby boy faggot?
CA r LOCO 6 9: OMG
CA r LOCO 6 9: he's BUTT NAKED in baby boy, he has a PERFECT SIX PACK
CA r LOCO 6 9: they look like BALLOONS
CA r LOCO 6 9: there is not an ounce of fat on his body
CA r LOCO 6 9: his pecks look like helium balloons
CA r LOCO 6 9: and his abs look like those kiddy balloons
CA r LOCO 6 9: he has the most impressive body i've seen tho
CA r LOCO 6 9: you only know when he's butt naked
CA r LOCO 6 9: and he has "50 niggaz" tatted on his chest
naryantek: ok stop before u incriminate yourself
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhah too late fool
naryantek: alright this shits getting posted
naryantek: fool watch how gay i can make u sond
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhaha
CA r LOCO 6 9: you can't use that against me anymore
CA r LOCO 6 9: i've already come to grips with my faghagness
CA r LOCO 6 9: i embrace homosexuality, BIATCH
CA r LOCO 6 9: WUT
CA r LOCO 6 9: BRING IT
naryantek: yo dude
naryantek: whats your cell number again
CA r LOCO 6 9: 203 887 3147
CA r LOCO 6 9: EH
CA r LOCO 6 9: WTF ARE YOU DOING
CA r LOCO 6 9: why you need my number BIATCH
CA r LOCO 6 9: EH
Nov 6, 2002
Conversations I have with Stanley, continued:
naryantek: dude freaking alice jocks vin diesel i think
CA r LOCO 6 9: yo
CA r LOCO 6 9: now you know you have a normal girlfriend
naryantek: HAHAHHAA
naryantek: yeah before she sed that, i always thot something was off about her but i couldnt quite put my finger on it
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahahhaha
naryantek: same thing with you, i always thot u were somewhat strange, until u told me u jocked vin diesel
naryantek: dude freaking alice jocks vin diesel i think
CA r LOCO 6 9: yo
CA r LOCO 6 9: now you know you have a normal girlfriend
naryantek: HAHAHHAA
naryantek: yeah before she sed that, i always thot something was off about her but i couldnt quite put my finger on it
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhahahhaha
naryantek: same thing with you, i always thot u were somewhat strange, until u told me u jocked vin diesel
Due to popular request, I have posted the following conversation with my mother.
charcoalj: i went to gunn
car LOCO 6 9: why?
charcoalj: saw dick-lawrence
charcoalj: back to school
car LOCO 6 9: oh yeah? and?
charcoalj: i couldnt help it-i had to approach the motherfucker
car LOCO 6 9: and?
charcoalj: u could see-he was phony-pretending like-he didnt know me-that piece of shit
charcoalj: then i said-i am the mother of carlos
charcoalj: i know that0-but he pretended again like he doesntknow=that asshole
charcoalj: .and before i turned around
charcoalj: i said-"he is not a gangster-you knowthat"
car LOCO 6 9: wow
car LOCO 6 9: you said that?
charcoalj: damn MOTHERFUCKER
charcoalj: I TURNED AROUND AND LEFT
car LOCO 6 9: holy shit
car LOCO 6 9: good for you
charcoalj: i want to have the last word
charcoalj: i dont have to hear no shit from him
charcoalj: next time-i get a chance to see cooke-i will bake her
charcoalj: somepeople-"i will never forgive and forget"
charcoalj: for the pain and the anguish they caused me
car LOCO 6 9: now that it's out of your system, i can live my life
car LOCO 6 9: hahahha
charcoalj: really-before i just keep telling u to let it go and forget it
charcoalj: but somethings-u need to shove it up their ass
charcoalj: then feed it to them
car LOCO 6 9: hahhahahahah
charcoalj: fucking shit
car LOCO 6 9: well put
car LOCO 6 9: well put
charcoalj: i went to gunn
car LOCO 6 9: why?
charcoalj: saw dick-lawrence
charcoalj: back to school
car LOCO 6 9: oh yeah? and?
charcoalj: i couldnt help it-i had to approach the motherfucker
car LOCO 6 9: and?
charcoalj: u could see-he was phony-pretending like-he didnt know me-that piece of shit
charcoalj: then i said-i am the mother of carlos
charcoalj: i know that0-but he pretended again like he doesntknow=that asshole
charcoalj: .and before i turned around
charcoalj: i said-"he is not a gangster-you knowthat"
car LOCO 6 9: wow
car LOCO 6 9: you said that?
charcoalj: damn MOTHERFUCKER
charcoalj: I TURNED AROUND AND LEFT
car LOCO 6 9: holy shit
car LOCO 6 9: good for you
charcoalj: i want to have the last word
charcoalj: i dont have to hear no shit from him
charcoalj: next time-i get a chance to see cooke-i will bake her
charcoalj: somepeople-"i will never forgive and forget"
charcoalj: for the pain and the anguish they caused me
car LOCO 6 9: now that it's out of your system, i can live my life
car LOCO 6 9: hahahha
charcoalj: really-before i just keep telling u to let it go and forget it
charcoalj: but somethings-u need to shove it up their ass
charcoalj: then feed it to them
car LOCO 6 9: hahhahahahah
charcoalj: fucking shit
car LOCO 6 9: well put
car LOCO 6 9: well put
Man Humor with Jerry:
jrey77 wants to send file speg.jpg.
jrey77: dude that's her dog looks like
CA r LOCO 6 9: jpeg of dog?
jrey77: yea
jrey77: check it
CA r LOCO 6 9 received F:\Documents and Settings\user\Desktop\speg.jpg.
CA r LOCO 6 9: oh shit
CA r LOCO 6 9: thass mad cute
jrey77: i know what you're thinking, FAG.. "AWWWWWWWWWW"
jrey77: thas rite
CA r LOCO 6 9: EH
CA r LOCO 6 9: FUCK YOU
jrey77 wants to send file speg.jpg.
jrey77: dude that's her dog looks like
CA r LOCO 6 9: jpeg of dog?
jrey77: yea
jrey77: check it
CA r LOCO 6 9 received F:\Documents and Settings\user\Desktop\speg.jpg.
CA r LOCO 6 9: oh shit
CA r LOCO 6 9: thass mad cute
jrey77: i know what you're thinking, FAG.. "AWWWWWWWWWW"
jrey77: thas rite
CA r LOCO 6 9: EH
CA r LOCO 6 9: FUCK YOU
Nov 5, 2002
Good Pete Hunting.
CA r LOCO 6 9: remember that story robin williams tells about carlton fisk and game 6 of the world series
CA r LOCO 6 9: and how he actually didn't go cuz he had to see about a girl?
peterlsb: yeah
CA r LOCO 6 9: after the giants experience last week, would you do the same?
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhaha
peterlsb: girls, they come and go, but baseball, baseball is 4 LIFE!
CA r LOCO 6 9: remember that story robin williams tells about carlton fisk and game 6 of the world series
CA r LOCO 6 9: and how he actually didn't go cuz he had to see about a girl?
peterlsb: yeah
CA r LOCO 6 9: after the giants experience last week, would you do the same?
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahhaha
peterlsb: girls, they come and go, but baseball, baseball is 4 LIFE!
I've fallen in love with Vin Diesel. Watch "Knockaround Guys".
Vin Diesel: 500 fights? That's the number I figure when I was a kid. 500 street fights and you can consider yourself a legitimate tough guy. You need them for experience - to develop leather skin. That's how I got started. 'Course along the way, you stop thinking about being tough and all that; it starts being the point. You get past the silliness of it all.
But then, --strips off his jacket to reveal wife beater, star of David tattoo, and enormous muscular breasts-- after, you realize that's what you are. I tell you, you learn a lot of things on your way to 500. None more important than this.
--Proceeds to whoop ass--
Vin Diesel: 500 fights? That's the number I figure when I was a kid. 500 street fights and you can consider yourself a legitimate tough guy. You need them for experience - to develop leather skin. That's how I got started. 'Course along the way, you stop thinking about being tough and all that; it starts being the point. You get past the silliness of it all.
But then, --strips off his jacket to reveal wife beater, star of David tattoo, and enormous muscular breasts-- after, you realize that's what you are. I tell you, you learn a lot of things on your way to 500. None more important than this.
--Proceeds to whoop ass--
Nov 4, 2002
I know this seems like a pain but it's worth it. Click the link, go down to the left where it says Man of the Month: Lindin Vu and click there. Then go to the bottom where it says "Fight Club??" and read the story and watch the clip. I've done some crazy shit in my time, but never as insane or as clever as this.
http://www.jonathank.net/
peterlsb: damn, i dont think i could straight deck a friend like that
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhaha i could deck you dude if you asked me to, it'd be a sign of brotherly love
peterlsb: hahaha fuck you
CA r LOCO 6 9: LOSvorkian
http://www.jonathank.net/
peterlsb: damn, i dont think i could straight deck a friend like that
CA r LOCO 6 9: hahahhaha i could deck you dude if you asked me to, it'd be a sign of brotherly love
peterlsb: hahaha fuck you
CA r LOCO 6 9: LOSvorkian
Oh they say a black man is a pimp. Well lemme tell you the biggest pimp on planet muthafuckin' earth....is her mama. Is her mama that told her, "get a man with a good job, girl. Make sure he got a good car, girl. Make sure he can take you out and buy you something, girl." What happened to just fallin' in love with a nigga with a bus pass? Just cuz you loved the nigga! But I'M the pimp muthafucka; I gotta be the playa. Biggest ho's on planet Earth are walkin' through the muthafuckin' neighborhood. You KNEW when you got with the nigga he already had a woman, you knew he already had a family. But ya FUCKED HIM anyway. And then when you thought you was gonna lose the nigga, you went and got pregnant. DIDN'T YA, BITCH? DIDN'T YA? The old keep-the-nigga baby. And then when the nigga ain't around, what do you tell the child? "Oh that nigga ain't shit, that's why yo daddy ain't here. Cuz that nigga ain't shit." How about bein' a woman, and tellin' the nigga the truth? That yo mama...you was a HO! Tell the kid! "Mama was a ho! I was weak gettin' pussy. I had you to keep the nigga. It didn't work out. That's why he ain't here. But he a good nigga. Cuz he take care of his real family. I was just a dumb bitch. Tryin' to keep the nigga that i wanted."
If you can name where this came from, you have my ultimate respect.
If you can name where this came from, you have my ultimate respect.
Nov 3, 2002
After receiving this email from Steve's brother a long time ago, it became clear and apparant to me why Steve is how he is....
I don't think you's a achondroplasic, anencephalous troglodyte. I like's your daily billet-doux [love letter]. And I support your mass mailings no matter how much they taste
like spam... which by the way is the most widely consumed luncheon meat in America since the 1930's.
Just keep on keepin on! Those retrousse [with an upturned nose] few with email automysophobia [fear of getting dirty] are forever doomed to anautarchia [perpetual
unhappiness]. We'll just give em a virtual kick in the doodlesack [bagpipes], less they don galligaskins [loose, baggy pants]. Perhaps then, they will understand the call of
our puissant [powerful, mighty] empire of philately [love of tax-free things] post.
Your supportive bro,
-D
I don't think you's a achondroplasic, anencephalous troglodyte. I like's your daily billet-doux [love letter]. And I support your mass mailings no matter how much they taste
like spam... which by the way is the most widely consumed luncheon meat in America since the 1930's.
Just keep on keepin on! Those retrousse [with an upturned nose] few with email automysophobia [fear of getting dirty] are forever doomed to anautarchia [perpetual
unhappiness]. We'll just give em a virtual kick in the doodlesack [bagpipes], less they don galligaskins [loose, baggy pants]. Perhaps then, they will understand the call of
our puissant [powerful, mighty] empire of philately [love of tax-free things] post.
Your supportive bro,
-D
Brainteaser from Gene:
sExYnAhMjA: can you answer this?
sExYnAhMjA: you, me, and ken stop at a motel
sExYnAhMjA: we want to save money so we get one room and split the cost
sExYnAhMjA: guy says it's $30
sExYnAhMjA: so we each pay 10
sExYnAhMjA: then the bellboy comes in and says the manager fucked up and it's really $25
sExYnAhMjA: so he gives us $5 back
sExYnAhMjA: since we can split $5 equally
sExYnAhMjA: we each get $1
sExYnAhMjA: and give $2 to the bellboy
sExYnAhMjA: since we each paid $10 and we get $1 back, it's $9 each
sExYnAhMjA: times 3 is $27
sExYnAhMjA: bellboy get $2
sExYnAhMjA: that's $29
sExYnAhMjA: where's the other dollar?
sExYnAhMjA: can you answer this?
sExYnAhMjA: you, me, and ken stop at a motel
sExYnAhMjA: we want to save money so we get one room and split the cost
sExYnAhMjA: guy says it's $30
sExYnAhMjA: so we each pay 10
sExYnAhMjA: then the bellboy comes in and says the manager fucked up and it's really $25
sExYnAhMjA: so he gives us $5 back
sExYnAhMjA: since we can split $5 equally
sExYnAhMjA: we each get $1
sExYnAhMjA: and give $2 to the bellboy
sExYnAhMjA: since we each paid $10 and we get $1 back, it's $9 each
sExYnAhMjA: times 3 is $27
sExYnAhMjA: bellboy get $2
sExYnAhMjA: that's $29
sExYnAhMjA: where's the other dollar?
After watching "Best in Show", Ryo, Akiko and I had a brilliant idea of making a parallel mockumentary of the piano competition-circuit. Examine the stereotypical possibilities:
The Korean chick from Juilliard: Spouting random babbles of "unyee" and listening only to fervent k-pop in competition lobbies on her disc-man while studying her score of Beethoven's Opus. 109.
The Russian chick from Moscow: speaking rudely in thick russian accents and drinking endless amounts of triple-shotted espressos.
The White stoner from USC: Constantly under the influence and immensely talented with little or no work ethic.
The Chinese boy with his mother: Only able to put one foot forward in front of the other with the permission of his domineering and competitively driven insano mother.
The Fogi competition veteran: A long-time veteran and 12-time 2nd place winner of numerous competitions, the veteran can be of any race, but is usually scarred from years of 2nd place prizes.
The Curtis kid: See "Chinese boy with his mother", but add the knowledge and perfection of all the Chopin Etudes. Generally, has never heard the names "Tupac Shakur" or "George Bush", unless either of the two, at some point, had a distant relation to Vladimir Horowitz.
The Korean chick from Juilliard: Spouting random babbles of "unyee" and listening only to fervent k-pop in competition lobbies on her disc-man while studying her score of Beethoven's Opus. 109.
The Russian chick from Moscow: speaking rudely in thick russian accents and drinking endless amounts of triple-shotted espressos.
The White stoner from USC: Constantly under the influence and immensely talented with little or no work ethic.
The Chinese boy with his mother: Only able to put one foot forward in front of the other with the permission of his domineering and competitively driven insano mother.
The Fogi competition veteran: A long-time veteran and 12-time 2nd place winner of numerous competitions, the veteran can be of any race, but is usually scarred from years of 2nd place prizes.
The Curtis kid: See "Chinese boy with his mother", but add the knowledge and perfection of all the Chopin Etudes. Generally, has never heard the names "Tupac Shakur" or "George Bush", unless either of the two, at some point, had a distant relation to Vladimir Horowitz.
Nov 2, 2002
Nov 1, 2002
I couldn't have said it better myself.
Along with this, the franchise has become too advanced for its own good. Gone is the grandeur of seeing the giant ships powering through space and in place of the slick, textured feel of chrome vessels. The realness is gone and has been replaced with pretty pictures that are hollow and meaningless. Star Wars now seems much too wrapped up in creating an attractive world than it is in telling a compelling story. The pretty actors walk around saying air-headed things and delivering lines much like 4x4s would. Though you can't really blame the actors, as they haven't been given much to work with here and thusly haven't been able to create memorable characters. New characters like Qui-Gon Jing, Mace Windu and Jar Jar Binks are forgettable at best and murderous rage-inducing at worst. This all contributes to the franchise turning into a shallow-yet-pretty thing whose success can only be contributed to the adage that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
The magic is gone, the love is gone and the wonder is gone. With this franchise more than any other, it is truly a sad thing, seeing as how many people it touched. At the very least, we know that we can always go back and watch the first trilogy and enjoy how much fun they were.
Along with this, the franchise has become too advanced for its own good. Gone is the grandeur of seeing the giant ships powering through space and in place of the slick, textured feel of chrome vessels. The realness is gone and has been replaced with pretty pictures that are hollow and meaningless. Star Wars now seems much too wrapped up in creating an attractive world than it is in telling a compelling story. The pretty actors walk around saying air-headed things and delivering lines much like 4x4s would. Though you can't really blame the actors, as they haven't been given much to work with here and thusly haven't been able to create memorable characters. New characters like Qui-Gon Jing, Mace Windu and Jar Jar Binks are forgettable at best and murderous rage-inducing at worst. This all contributes to the franchise turning into a shallow-yet-pretty thing whose success can only be contributed to the adage that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
The magic is gone, the love is gone and the wonder is gone. With this franchise more than any other, it is truly a sad thing, seeing as how many people it touched. At the very least, we know that we can always go back and watch the first trilogy and enjoy how much fun they were.
Oct 31, 2002
Awesome review - check it out:
"Hanson has certainly created a great film. Because of its authenticity and portrayal of rap culture, I don't hesitate to say that it is his best film. It is a film of true grit by a director who lets his actors and film take center stage and not himself. The film is filled with an extraordinary performance by Eminem who goes beyond playing himself and gives a truly great performance that sees him show a vulnerable and truly gritty side, not the show he puts on at awards shows and at press conferences. There is much more to his role than an autobiographical portrayal and he delivers extraordinarily. His performance is at the core of what will surely end up being one of the best films of 2002."
http://www.boxofficeprophets.com/habboub/8mile.asp
"Hanson has certainly created a great film. Because of its authenticity and portrayal of rap culture, I don't hesitate to say that it is his best film. It is a film of true grit by a director who lets his actors and film take center stage and not himself. The film is filled with an extraordinary performance by Eminem who goes beyond playing himself and gives a truly great performance that sees him show a vulnerable and truly gritty side, not the show he puts on at awards shows and at press conferences. There is much more to his role than an autobiographical portrayal and he delivers extraordinarily. His performance is at the core of what will surely end up being one of the best films of 2002."
http://www.boxofficeprophets.com/habboub/8mile.asp
Oct 30, 2002
I think I'm slowly being turned off by the new advent of unidiomatically-written and tasteless 21st century music - perhaps I'm a conservative when it comes to the issue of writing with a computer. Too many times, composers put their entire dogma and faith into a retardedly designed and ridiculously engineered compositional computer program. If you are a composer, DON'T DO THIS ANYMORE. IT PISSES EVERYBODY OFF. YOU'RE DUMB. IF YOU CHOOSE TO KEEP DOING THIS, AT LEAST HAVE THE DECENCY TO CONTEMPLATE SUICIDE WITH A BLUNT OBJECT AT SOME POINT IN THE NEAR FUTURE. Musicians can't play the garbage you write - and even if they could, they certainly wouldn't want to.
Consider the trend. Contemporary music, albeit the natural unidiomacy of post-serialist writing is forgiveable, has proved that greatness - greatness, meaning, names that stick - is contained in shit that is actually POSSIBLE to play. THIS IS IMPORTANT.
Composers that 'fit the hand' in the 20th and 21st century (these guys have my respect - and it's catchy shit too): Ned Rorem (obviously - my blog is based on this guys diary), John Adams (thank you for instilling the meaninglessness and fun back into American music), William Bolcolm (he's just cool), George Crumb (off the heezy fo sheezy), Lou Harrison (proof that homosexuality exists at the age of 85), George Rochberg (difficult, but fun to play), Olivier Messiaen (forever a legend), and Samuel Barber (ok, so maybe he's oldschool).
Got anymore, IM me.
Consider the trend. Contemporary music, albeit the natural unidiomacy of post-serialist writing is forgiveable, has proved that greatness - greatness, meaning, names that stick - is contained in shit that is actually POSSIBLE to play. THIS IS IMPORTANT.
Composers that 'fit the hand' in the 20th and 21st century (these guys have my respect - and it's catchy shit too): Ned Rorem (obviously - my blog is based on this guys diary), John Adams (thank you for instilling the meaninglessness and fun back into American music), William Bolcolm (he's just cool), George Crumb (off the heezy fo sheezy), Lou Harrison (proof that homosexuality exists at the age of 85), George Rochberg (difficult, but fun to play), Olivier Messiaen (forever a legend), and Samuel Barber (ok, so maybe he's oldschool).
Got anymore, IM me.
Oct 29, 2002
Funny forward from Akiko. Those damn japs.
It was the first day of school and a new student named Suzuki, the son
of a Japanese businessman, entered the fourth grade. The teacher said, "Let's
begin by reviewing some American history. Who said 'Give me Liberty, or
give me Death?' " She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Suzuki, who said,
"Patrick Henry, 1775." The teacher said. "Very good!"
"Who said 'Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall
not perish from the earth'?" Again, no response except from Suzuki: "Abraham
Lincoln, 1863." The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be
ashamed. Suzuki, who is new to our country, knows more about its history
than you do."
She heard a loud whisper: "Screw the Japs." "Who said that?" she demanded.
Suzuki put his hand up. "Lee Iacocca, 1982."
At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke." The teacher
glares and asks "All right! Now, who said that?" Again, Suzuki responds,
"George
Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."
Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? Suck this!" Suzuki jumps out
of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to
Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"
Now amidst almost a mob hysteria, someone said, "You little twit. If you say
anything else, I'll kill you." Suzuki frantically yells at the top of his
voice, "Gary Condit to Chandra Levy 2001."
The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the
floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're in BIG trouble!" and Suzuki said,
"Arthur Andersen, 2002."
It was the first day of school and a new student named Suzuki, the son
of a Japanese businessman, entered the fourth grade. The teacher said, "Let's
begin by reviewing some American history. Who said 'Give me Liberty, or
give me Death?' " She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Suzuki, who said,
"Patrick Henry, 1775." The teacher said. "Very good!"
"Who said 'Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall
not perish from the earth'?" Again, no response except from Suzuki: "Abraham
Lincoln, 1863." The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be
ashamed. Suzuki, who is new to our country, knows more about its history
than you do."
She heard a loud whisper: "Screw the Japs." "Who said that?" she demanded.
Suzuki put his hand up. "Lee Iacocca, 1982."
At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke." The teacher
glares and asks "All right! Now, who said that?" Again, Suzuki responds,
"George
Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."
Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? Suck this!" Suzuki jumps out
of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to
Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"
Now amidst almost a mob hysteria, someone said, "You little twit. If you say
anything else, I'll kill you." Suzuki frantically yells at the top of his
voice, "Gary Condit to Chandra Levy 2001."
The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the
floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're in BIG trouble!" and Suzuki said,
"Arthur Andersen, 2002."
Oct 28, 2002
Conversations with Wayne about the greatest-pianist-of-my-generation, Orion Weiss:
car LOCO 6 9: well the name orion is perfect
car LOCO 6 9: at least he can point to the sky and say, look that's me
car LOCO 6 9: that's a crazy pickup line
Waaaayne: hahahaha
Waaaayne: damn it
Waaaayne: i want a constellation
Waaaayne: someone please name a bunch of stars after me
car LOCO 6 9: you can point to a huge huge mass of stars and say
car LOCO 6 9: look, that's wayne's big dipper
car LOCO 6 9: and wink, and say, yea you know you want it
Waaaayne: HAHAHA
Waaaayne: or how about
Waaaayne: i know how you can help my big dipper not dip
car LOCO 6 9: hahahhahaa
car LOCO 6 9: orion can say stuff like, wait til you see what's below the belt, baby
Waaaayne: hahahahhaa
car LOCO 6 9: well the name orion is perfect
car LOCO 6 9: at least he can point to the sky and say, look that's me
car LOCO 6 9: that's a crazy pickup line
Waaaayne: hahahaha
Waaaayne: damn it
Waaaayne: i want a constellation
Waaaayne: someone please name a bunch of stars after me
car LOCO 6 9: you can point to a huge huge mass of stars and say
car LOCO 6 9: look, that's wayne's big dipper
car LOCO 6 9: and wink, and say, yea you know you want it
Waaaayne: HAHAHA
Waaaayne: or how about
Waaaayne: i know how you can help my big dipper not dip
car LOCO 6 9: hahahhahaa
car LOCO 6 9: orion can say stuff like, wait til you see what's below the belt, baby
Waaaayne: hahahahhaa
I've been thinking a lot recently about interpretation-justified deviations from the score, and when unmarked taste can overpower the trashiness of the permanency of its adversary. I find myself criticizing (especially pianists) musicians for their lack of integrity to the printed page, when secretely...fuck, i kinda like it. Perhaps Lang Lang just wooed me and won me over with his mainland fob-attraction and his moth-ball scented tuxedo - it really was quite a spectacle.
A great link from Geoff with lyrics to all the Eminem albums. Beware the pop-ups:
http://www.styler.fsnet.co.uk/lyrix/mm
Also been thinking (along with Pete) about the hypocrisy of ingrained-psyche racial and homo terms. Pete has a good explanation:
car LOCO 6 9: but has the whole fag thing ingrained into his psyche and person that it's impossible to get rid of
car LOCO 6 9: even for us, that shit is pretty much impossible. and all my FRIENDS are gay!
peterlsb: yeah, what do they think of that word?
peterlsb: if think if i were gay
peterlsb: i'd be pissed
car LOCO 6 9: not good
car LOCO 6 9: hahahha
car LOCO 6 9: i don't say it
car LOCO 6 9: THEY say it
car LOCO 6 9: but i don't
car LOCO 6 9: it's like nigger
car LOCO 6 9: not good
car LOCO 6 9: they can, but we can't
peterlsb: ah i see, man i want my own word
car LOCO 6 9: you can use cracker
car LOCO 6 9: hahhaha
peterlsb: hard to go around saying 'what's up kyke'
peterlsb: not sure if it'll catch on among us thuggin' jews
A great link from Geoff with lyrics to all the Eminem albums. Beware the pop-ups:
http://www.styler.fsnet.co.uk/lyrix/mm
Also been thinking (along with Pete) about the hypocrisy of ingrained-psyche racial and homo terms. Pete has a good explanation:
car LOCO 6 9: but has the whole fag thing ingrained into his psyche and person that it's impossible to get rid of
car LOCO 6 9: even for us, that shit is pretty much impossible. and all my FRIENDS are gay!
peterlsb: yeah, what do they think of that word?
peterlsb: if think if i were gay
peterlsb: i'd be pissed
car LOCO 6 9: not good
car LOCO 6 9: hahahha
car LOCO 6 9: i don't say it
car LOCO 6 9: THEY say it
car LOCO 6 9: but i don't
car LOCO 6 9: it's like nigger
car LOCO 6 9: not good
car LOCO 6 9: they can, but we can't
peterlsb: ah i see, man i want my own word
car LOCO 6 9: you can use cracker
car LOCO 6 9: hahhaha
peterlsb: hard to go around saying 'what's up kyke'
peterlsb: not sure if it'll catch on among us thuggin' jews
Oct 27, 2002
Very tired, short blog today. Ryo, my gay pianist friend, crashed at my dorm tonight cuz he was too tired to walk back. I feel as if I purposely offered my place for a place to crash to test my limits of open-mindedness....I think I even succeeded. Meanwhile, Henry's IMing me "Hey Faggot" and my blog is filled with playful euphemistic homophobia gestures for cheap humor - perhaps cuz it's been ingrained into my psyche for too long?
On another note, we had a long discussion today about him coming out of the closet to his parents - sounds harsh....He asked me what my mom would say if I told her I was gay. I think she'd be characteristically apathetic to an almost subconsciously Roremesque level. Ryo took the www.thespark.com gay test in front of me - though some html error of some kind prohobited us from uncovering the ultimate truth, if a hilariously designed website can earn the placement of such an honor. What are the new reactions?
Carlos: My best friend here is gay.
My Mother: Good. Make sure he uses a condom with his partners.
Stan: EWWWWWWWWW.
Henry: Faggot.
Pete: Sounds fun at Yale, dude.
Jeff: You're fucking disgusting.
Jade: I'm jealous.
Jerry: That's cool, dude..........yo, for real?
Dave: Wanna smoke a stoge?
On another note, we had a long discussion today about him coming out of the closet to his parents - sounds harsh....He asked me what my mom would say if I told her I was gay. I think she'd be characteristically apathetic to an almost subconsciously Roremesque level. Ryo took the www.thespark.com gay test in front of me - though some html error of some kind prohobited us from uncovering the ultimate truth, if a hilariously designed website can earn the placement of such an honor. What are the new reactions?
Carlos: My best friend here is gay.
My Mother: Good. Make sure he uses a condom with his partners.
Stan: EWWWWWWWWW.
Henry: Faggot.
Pete: Sounds fun at Yale, dude.
Jeff: You're fucking disgusting.
Jade: I'm jealous.
Jerry: That's cool, dude..........yo, for real?
Dave: Wanna smoke a stoge?
Oct 26, 2002
Conversations I have with Stanley:
naryantek: sup faygorian
car LOCO 6 9: sup gaynessesian
naryantek: sup homo-fagsapien
car LOCO 6 9: sup queerballian
naryantek: sup gaymo
car LOCO 6 9: sup fairydancitorius
car LOCO 6 9: sup fudgepackagorian
naryantek: sup sugar plum fairy
car LOCO 6 9: sup dykemasteris
naryantek: sup big black african
car LOCO 6 9: sup chinese pimple juice sucker
naryantek: sup filipino banana man
car LOCO 6 9: sup mushroom eating ass picker
naryantek: sup yo-yo riding wuomek
naryantek: ait i gotta roll, catcha later
naryantek: sup faygorian
car LOCO 6 9: sup gaynessesian
naryantek: sup homo-fagsapien
car LOCO 6 9: sup queerballian
naryantek: sup gaymo
car LOCO 6 9: sup fairydancitorius
car LOCO 6 9: sup fudgepackagorian
naryantek: sup sugar plum fairy
car LOCO 6 9: sup dykemasteris
naryantek: sup big black african
car LOCO 6 9: sup chinese pimple juice sucker
naryantek: sup filipino banana man
car LOCO 6 9: sup mushroom eating ass picker
naryantek: sup yo-yo riding wuomek
naryantek: ait i gotta roll, catcha later
A funny forward I got from Akiko:
Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a
> pulse?
> A: No.
> Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
> A: No.
> Q: Did you check for breathing?
> A: No.
> Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began
> the
> autopsy?
> A: No.
> Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
> A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
> Q: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
> A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law
> somewhere.
Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a
> pulse?
> A: No.
> Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
> A: No.
> Q: Did you check for breathing?
> A: No.
> Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began
> the
> autopsy?
> A: No.
> Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
> A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
> Q: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
> A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law
> somewhere.
Conversations I have with Wayne:
Waaaayne: i have all day free tomorrow because my german class is cancelled
Waaaayne: do you know what that means?
car LOCO 6 9: oh god
car LOCO 6 9: sigh
Waaaayne: i'll have 2 more gigs of music in 24 hours
car LOCO 6 9: dude, get a CHICK, man
car LOCO 6 9: that's what it means
car LOCO 6 9: you'll have all day to GAME on CHICKS
Waaaayne: dude
Waaaayne: a chick would slow down my journey towards world mp3 domination
Waaaayne: nothing can get in my way now
Waaaayne: i have all day free tomorrow because my german class is cancelled
Waaaayne: do you know what that means?
car LOCO 6 9: oh god
car LOCO 6 9: sigh
Waaaayne: i'll have 2 more gigs of music in 24 hours
car LOCO 6 9: dude, get a CHICK, man
car LOCO 6 9: that's what it means
car LOCO 6 9: you'll have all day to GAME on CHICKS
Waaaayne: dude
Waaaayne: a chick would slow down my journey towards world mp3 domination
Waaaayne: nothing can get in my way now
My attempt to Eminemize classical music:
You can't phase me
I roll hits like Paul Schenly playin' Kabalevsky
Contemporary, like Tchaikevsky
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be Horowitz? Bored to bits? In a practice room,
Doing more o' dis?
I don't do scotch music, I don't do Bach music
I do Rach music, I talk music when i walk music
I met a pianist named Liszt who had a wrist and a sore fist,
Pushed the line, became a romantaCIST
Thought he was fine, like a classicist
Met a retarded guy named Brahms with four moms
Thought he was the bomb
But his music sounded like a fire alarm
Hit the beat in the same boat,
But couldn't play a quarter note,
Always wrote in hemiolas,
But never as good as Piazzola,
Always sayin see-i-toldja!
You can't phase me
I roll hits like Paul Schenly playin' Kabalevsky
Contemporary, like Tchaikevsky
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be Horowitz? Bored to bits? In a practice room,
Doing more o' dis?
I don't do scotch music, I don't do Bach music
I do Rach music, I talk music when i walk music
I met a pianist named Liszt who had a wrist and a sore fist,
Pushed the line, became a romantaCIST
Thought he was fine, like a classicist
Met a retarded guy named Brahms with four moms
Thought he was the bomb
But his music sounded like a fire alarm
Hit the beat in the same boat,
But couldn't play a quarter note,
Always wrote in hemiolas,
But never as good as Piazzola,
Always sayin see-i-toldja!
OK, so my next few entries will be filled with old away messages and profiles cuz I'm trying to archive them. Sorry if you've read these a billion times.
Inpiration I get from Justin:
After years of tears, sweat and blood, mathematics, in its own quirky way, has lent and bestowed upon me the light...the answer....in the form of an equation
yale = gayness^2.
You may now marvel at this achievement. Thank you
Inpiration I get from Justin:
After years of tears, sweat and blood, mathematics, in its own quirky way, has lent and bestowed upon me the light...the answer....in the form of an equation
yale = gayness^2.
You may now marvel at this achievement. Thank you
If Disney were not animated, who would play the parts?
The Beast ------ Russell Crowe
Belle -----------Kate Beckinsdale
Eric ------------Ben Affleck
Aladdin ---(still no choices for this one)
Sebastian ------Bobby McFerrin
Ursula ---------Bette Midler
King Triton -----Sean Connery
Jafaar ----------Snoop Dogg
Merlin ----------Ian McKellan
Flounder -------kid from 6th Sense
Scary guy that runs the Insane Asylum in Beauty and the Beast --Jack Nicholson
Genie ----Robin Williams (no change)
Arthur (from The Sword and the Stone) ----Tobey Maguire
Got any more? IM me.
The Beast ------ Russell Crowe
Belle -----------Kate Beckinsdale
Eric ------------Ben Affleck
Aladdin ---(still no choices for this one)
Sebastian ------Bobby McFerrin
Ursula ---------Bette Midler
King Triton -----Sean Connery
Jafaar ----------Snoop Dogg
Merlin ----------Ian McKellan
Flounder -------kid from 6th Sense
Scary guy that runs the Insane Asylum in Beauty and the Beast --Jack Nicholson
Genie ----Robin Williams (no change)
Arthur (from The Sword and the Stone) ----Tobey Maguire
Got any more? IM me.
Me and Pete have officially come to a mutual, conclusive, and otherwise all-encompassing agreement about the obscurity of the emotional female attachment: girls, with cool boyfriends like us, must all go on prozac. For a more detailed explanation, please IM either me at Carloco69 or Pete at Peterlsb for a lengthy analysis.
Had a long conversation with my mother on the way back from LA about the intrinsic motive that drives musicians toward glory-spilled Carnegie Hall, and whether - at the end of it all - you are playing for the glory or the music. Perhaps a crazier question would be to ask: if hideous vanity and exploitation produced inspiration in it's course, is it really all that bad? I bet Beethoven wanted the limelight as much as anyone else, but certainly nobody thinks to blame such an infallible God.
Met a girl from Curtis last week who told me that Curtis kids could play the piano but none 'know anything about real life.' Later in our conversation, somehow the name Tupac Shakur came up and she asked, "who's that?". ................blatant hypocrisy and ignorance - in my mind - extend further down a vomit-filled thought train than condescension. you dumb bitch.
In the past 4 days, I've eaten in New Haven, New York, San Francisco, Palo Alto, Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, and Berkeley. Homosexually infested, disgustingly overpopulated, unabashedly bourgeois, continously homeless-stricken, ritzily artistic, frat-boy and alcohol-filled, and ganglandishly immitative. Can you successfully match the geography with the adjective? If you can't, perhaps Chris Rock is right and America is all starting to look the same. Hint: Homosexually infested is not referring to San Francisco. I bet that threw you off.
Had a long conversation with my mother on the way back from LA about the intrinsic motive that drives musicians toward glory-spilled Carnegie Hall, and whether - at the end of it all - you are playing for the glory or the music. Perhaps a crazier question would be to ask: if hideous vanity and exploitation produced inspiration in it's course, is it really all that bad? I bet Beethoven wanted the limelight as much as anyone else, but certainly nobody thinks to blame such an infallible God.
Met a girl from Curtis last week who told me that Curtis kids could play the piano but none 'know anything about real life.' Later in our conversation, somehow the name Tupac Shakur came up and she asked, "who's that?". ................blatant hypocrisy and ignorance - in my mind - extend further down a vomit-filled thought train than condescension. you dumb bitch.
In the past 4 days, I've eaten in New Haven, New York, San Francisco, Palo Alto, Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, and Berkeley. Homosexually infested, disgustingly overpopulated, unabashedly bourgeois, continously homeless-stricken, ritzily artistic, frat-boy and alcohol-filled, and ganglandishly immitative. Can you successfully match the geography with the adjective? If you can't, perhaps Chris Rock is right and America is all starting to look the same. Hint: Homosexually infested is not referring to San Francisco. I bet that threw you off.
This is what I call "virtuosic rap":
You think of my name now,
Whenever you say hi.
Became a commodity,
cuz i'm W-H-I,
T-E,
cuz MTV
was so friendly.
Walk around flippin' the bird,
Livin' the UR-
ban life,
like a white kid from the burbs.
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper,
All the pain inside, amplified by the
fact that i can't get by with my 9 to
5 and I can't provide the right type of,
life for my family cuz man these goddamn food
stamps don't buy diapers.
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phipher.
Courtesy of Eminem. (I'm Back, Bitch Please II, Lose Yourself)
You think of my name now,
Whenever you say hi.
Became a commodity,
cuz i'm W-H-I,
T-E,
cuz MTV
was so friendly.
Walk around flippin' the bird,
Livin' the UR-
ban life,
like a white kid from the burbs.
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper,
All the pain inside, amplified by the
fact that i can't get by with my 9 to
5 and I can't provide the right type of,
life for my family cuz man these goddamn food
stamps don't buy diapers.
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phipher.
Courtesy of Eminem. (I'm Back, Bitch Please II, Lose Yourself)
I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my life. However, in light of the incriminating nature of this conversation, I feel compelled to issue the following warning:
IF YOUR NAME IS ALICE LAI, PLEASE DO NOT READ THE FOLLOWING CONVERSATION, AS IT IS COMPLETELY FABRICATED AND WAS NOT SENT TO ME BY YOUR BOYFRIEND.
So yeah, anyway, this is something Stan sent me.
naryantek: dude did i tell u the other week alice was snoring so loud and i recorded that shit
car LOCO 6 9: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
naryantek: yeah i got it on tape
naryantek: i held it right up to her nose
naryantek: and i played it back to her, i tried to blackmail her into giving me some play
car LOCO 6 9: HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA HAHHAHAHHAHAA
naryantek: it didnt really work tho, she just got mad
IF YOUR NAME IS ALICE LAI, PLEASE DO NOT READ THE FOLLOWING CONVERSATION, AS IT IS COMPLETELY FABRICATED AND WAS NOT SENT TO ME BY YOUR BOYFRIEND.
So yeah, anyway, this is something Stan sent me.
naryantek: dude did i tell u the other week alice was snoring so loud and i recorded that shit
car LOCO 6 9: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
naryantek: yeah i got it on tape
naryantek: i held it right up to her nose
naryantek: and i played it back to her, i tried to blackmail her into giving me some play
car LOCO 6 9: HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA HAHHAHAHHAHAA
naryantek: it didnt really work tho, she just got mad
Everyone seems to be blogging lately, so I guess I decided to hop on the bandwagon - in reality, I was inspired by Stanley's blog cuz it's badass. If you haven't already, check it out: http://leemur.blogspot.com/.
I don't have much to say, cuz I'm currently waiting for my daily dose of msg-infested, crackfilled Chinese delivery from Main Garden - I think my addiction to shit carried over from the Mandarin House at Berkeley. Either that or I'm becoming deathly influenced via olfactory-persuasion by the rugged mainland scent that perpetually rids the breathable oxygen from my dorm.
After a whirlwind trip to California that left me fiending for both Hite and GBCness, I'm now regretfully back at Yale - greeted by the intangible aura of artist-filled homosexuality. What would I do without gay people.....?
I don't have much to say, cuz I'm currently waiting for my daily dose of msg-infested, crackfilled Chinese delivery from Main Garden - I think my addiction to shit carried over from the Mandarin House at Berkeley. Either that or I'm becoming deathly influenced via olfactory-persuasion by the rugged mainland scent that perpetually rids the breathable oxygen from my dorm.
After a whirlwind trip to California that left me fiending for both Hite and GBCness, I'm now regretfully back at Yale - greeted by the intangible aura of artist-filled homosexuality. What would I do without gay people.....?
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