Friday, August 27, 2004
vacationWe will be on vacation until about the 15th of September. Don't expect any updates until then, when the full version of 'Chickens Outside My Window' will be available online.
Cheers.
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Greece sure looks empty...So I was probably one of only 50 people that got up smack early in the morning to watch the US Women's football (soccer) team work itself into an unfortunate 1-1 draw with Australia. What had me so amazed in watching the game however wasn't the style of play-- it was the fact that I counted less than 20 people in the stands (from the camera's vantage point). I thought I might be exaggerating it to myself surely, but the commentator eventually admits, albeit solemnly, that most of the attendees were family members of the players. Wack.
There have been three occasions thus far during the Olymiad where I've seen a completely packed house: Argentina's win over Australia in men's soccer (later on that night, local time), any swimming event involving Michael Phelps and Ian Thorpe, and when the US men's basketball team barely squeeked by Greece. Though the latter parobably had a lot to do with team USA getting stomped on Sunday against Puerto Rico (PUERTO RICO!?) Wack.
When the US women's gymnastic's team competed against Romania (which should've been a highlight of the games, easily), the house was oh, half packed. To the point where even the broadcaster's couldn't make it look exciting. Wack.
Yeah so I've been watching the Olympics. Lot's of people these days don't care. But, I'm keen on watching anybody try something for a few seconds that they've been preparing years for. I mean that in it's purest essence is the best reality tv money can buy. But I get the feeling that Greece is losing a lot of money. And while it's probably true that many people stayed away because of terror threats, it doesn't appear the few people who are there are afraid. Security is supposedly at its best when the Olympics are on. So it is such a shame that on the anniversery of the grand event (and its homecoming) there's so little support. The opening ceremony was probably the best in years (sans the summer games at Sydney and winter games of Lillehammer) but I'm sure I was the only person who watched it. Maybe I'm wack for caring.
Monday, August 09, 2004
Joystick.I'm not a jealous person, I don't think. I'm not a control freak either. Perhaps it's the medicine I've been taking, but lately I've been feeling quite anxious and pessimistic. I don't feel like proofreading or writing songs. I've been using a lot os swear words lately too (and not fooey or darn diggly danger, I mean words like MOTHERFUCKER and bitch ass twat. Yeah, I went there...
Anyway, I've been feeling a liiiiiiiiiiitle bit angry. Not to be confused with pissed off or moody due to depression. Really, authentically, angry. At the movies a couple of weeks ago I almost kicked a teenager sitting in front of me in his HEAD because he kept banging my knees. I actually grabbed him by the throat and went "Hey man, don't bang my fuckin' knee again, all right?" And his eight friends turned around real quick, but I didn't let go of his neck until he said "ok". Then the remainder of the film was peaceful. But I couldn't enjoy it because I felt bad. I wanted to apologise to him but I'm sure he was afraid of me at that point. Shit.
Anyway, Patrica [you're wondering who the hell is she?] is flying from Dili to Sydney for a few days before returning to Bali. BALI. Fuck Bali. I told her, in the most politically correct way I could (no sarcasm here) that I wasn't a fan of Bali. They like bombimg foreigners in Bali. I don't even know if it's my place to input my opinion, but I did.
I wonder if any of this has to do with the family revelations I've learned in the past couple of weeks. If you want to keep score I'll give you this rare piece of personal data that I never share: I found out that I have a sister [or brother] running around, somewhere in Romania. A few of you have asked if I feel inclinded to look he or she up and/or fly to Romania.... .... ..... not really. But I will go on record to say that life affirming events do have effects on a soul.
It's all a complete headfuck.
Thursday, August 05, 2004
You like RADIOHEAD, tooCheck this out. You won't be disappointed.
Low Morale [ Clicky. ]
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
Even More FAMOUS, yoLaughing my head off (but not really), I just had to post this, in regards to the last entry i put up about being famous, I got a couple of responses:
come on, everybody KNOWS you're a hot chick!
Alex | 08.01.04 - 12:57 am | #
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Yeah, that's right
Simbarashe A | 08.02.04 - 12:16 am | #
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haha. you're too funny. i do know exactly what ya talking about (except what exactly are "ho-bags" and pigeons") and i can relate to some things. just sucks that now my shower is only 3' x 3'
Anda | 08.03.04 - 3:53 pm | #
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ho bags and pigeons are terms he affectionately gives to stupid broads, materialistic broads, and superficial broads.
Dylan | 08.03.04 - 10:24 pm | #
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Well Dylan, just so we're perfectly clear, it's not always in that order.
Having too much fun with this...