Sorry
Hi everyone, whoever's reading. Sorry about my website suckiness lately, including my Poop Log. Been real busy with school and what not. Talk to everyone soon.

DISASTER AVERTED
Now Playing: The Queers
One of my absolute favorite bands, The Queers, is coming to Bernie's Distillery in Columbus on Tueday August 10th. I will be there, FRONT and CENTER, but I came dangerously close to this show passing me by in the same fashion that two previous ones had. I've been waiting a year and a half from their last show, when I totally missed any kind of advertisement.

Recently, I condensed my "Places Elsewhere" links down to The Clash, The Ramones, Daniel Johnston, and a variety of local friends/interesting sites, just so I wouldn't overload my links section. I kept Daniel Johnston because of his impact of musical on my life; I kept The Clash and The Ramones because they are my top two favorite bands. Other than that, seeing as how this site is a public service from ME to YOU (in a way), I decided to get rid of most all the links for my favorite bands, basically cuz I figured no one would ever browse them; that, and where would the links end? I couldn't decide where to draw the line.

Either way, it was kind of convienent for me just to go to my page and use those links to get to the band pages, but what the hell, I wanted to maintain a little organization.

Suffice it to say, The Queers fall into my Top 10, so they had been there. No later than a WEEK after I deleted those links, The Queers announced their U.S. tour dates for this year. Unbelievable. I had checked TIME and TIME AGAIN for tour dates in the past year and a half, and NOTHING.

How did I find out, you ask? By SHEER coincidene, I was the Grog Shop website, and I saw an August 8th date for The Queers. I panicked, as I have a show in Cleveland on the 7th, and I knew my pard-ner would have to get back to Columbus and couldn't stay another day. Lo and behold, they have a Columbus date two days later. Disaster averted, as I would have gone on some sort of rampage, though I don't know what kind.

The lesson here being, the world may seem like it's playing this grandiose joke on you and your emotions, but sometimes, you get lucky and go to the Grog Shop homepage.

Yay!
Holy crap, it worked! At least for now. Sorry I'm breaking my promise to always write something interesting, but this was an emergency.

It's Screwing Up
So this "blog" is screwing up, I don't why it's not coming up right. Maybe this new entry about nothing will give it a jolt.

Couple O'Newsies
The wife and I were just a few minutes ago watching O'Reilly on FNC (Fake News Network), I think she's still watching it. She thinks it's funny sometimes, ya know, the thrill that one can get from mental masochism. I dunno, I can't stand to have my nerves fried like that; I hear the "other side" enough as it is through regular corporate media. It's pretty astonishing to watch the guy at work as you probably know--in 10 minutes, he singlehandedly defended Arnold for calling the legislature "girlie-men," as well as defended the rampant POW abuse that has been going on in Cuba, Iraq, etc.

I know this isn't new to anyone, that Fox News is a fanatical right-wing news organization. It's just a startling reminder to see the wheels in motion like that.

On the subject of right-wing fanaticism, we saw the scariest vehicle we have ever seen on the highway today. This truck had the ten commandments on two HUGE wooden plaques on his backside, along with the U.S. Flag and the Christian flag sailing atop (if you're not familiar with the "Christian" flag, it's white and blue with a red cross; kinda hard to describe). If that wasn't scary enough, as we pulled off our exit, we viewed in horror what was on this wooden side panel, a picture of the World Trade Center in flames, in addition to "Homosexuality is a sin" and something about abortion. At the bottom, it was written, "Militant Islam: 2900 dead." Cars were driving all crazy around this monstrosity, trying to get a view. We could hardly breathe from the shock. We lamented the fact that we didn't get a chance to flip whoever was driving off, but later concluded that it might not have been the safest thing to do in that situation. We were freaked out, but then extremely relieved to turn on the radio and hear BAD RELIGION and arrive safely to our COLLEGE CAMPUS. Phew...sweet relief.

P.S. PLEASE let us know if you have seen this same truck. Scary stuff.

Zine
Foxy Girl and I were leaving through a friend's fanzine the other day, and I mentioned what she and I both knew, that I've never really been a zine person (which is not a commentary on this particular zine). I don't know why, I'm just not. She claims it's because I don't care about other people's opinions, which I guess is sometimes true. Believe me when I say I don't wanna be a dick that way, because I think everyone's opinion is valid, that should go without saying...If anything, it's because I'm too often wrapped up in myself and my opinion (in regard to things that would usually be written in a zine), which is probably a detriment. But I insist that MAINLY, I just am not into zines. Once in a while if I see them around, I'll leave through a "Maximum Rock N' Roll" or a "Punk Planet." But that's usually it...so with that in mind, feel free never to read my idiotic ramblings again if I don't read yours.

BIG surprise when I say this, the only person's writings I consistently read are Ben Weasel's. He cracks me up, he's insightful, and he reminds me of myself. (What an asshole, he likes Ben Weasel cuz it reminds him of him.) I totally agree! I'm just trying to be completely honest.

But here's my saving grace; I would LIKE to read zines more...maybe. I'm not completely uninterested. Come to think of it, out of all my closest friends, I'm the ONLY one who's even remotely interested in zines anyway...maybe Mike is a little, but that's it. SO, if anyone wants me to read a zine, let me know.

NOTE: If ANYONE out there happened to read the end of this post in the 8-hour span it was up, I deleted the last part whch was an analysis of a Ben Weasel blog entry regarding "spirituality." I deleted it because I was WAY off in remembering what it was about.

Gummo Sucko
In the same way that Jad Fair, on his website, promises to uphold the highest standards in his art, I pledge to you to always keep these entries at least MILDLY entertaining; I won't tell you about how I got drunk last night, or any crap like that.

And on that note, has anybody ever seen that movie "Gummo"? What a piece of crap! People often say after seeing a bad movie how they can't get that part of their life back ever again...usually, around two hours or so. I'm not sure how to account for the lost time of my soul, as "Gummo" haunted my very being with it's shitty-ness.

Let me give you a synopsis if you haven't seen it: These two ug-mo kids kill cats to sell to a Chinese restaurant. This kid walks around with pink bunny ears...he also kills cats. This guy allows the two ug-mo's to have sex with his wife, who has down syndrome. More of the same, over and over, in this pretentious piece of crap done by Harmony Korine, the same director of that movie "Kids," which was, are you ready? Just OK. The movie was shot in Tennessee, Korine's home state, but it was supposed to take place in Xenia, Ohio, a city which was victim to a horrible tornado approximately 20 years ago. The movie implied that this filthy, racist, redneck town never recovered from a tornado, and the people were now all fucked in the head.

Granted, this was a fictional movie; whereby, wouldn't it have been more fair to create a fictional city, instead of smudge the reputation of Xenia, which in fact is not at all as it appears in the movie? Why couldn't it have been a city in Korine's home state? That peckerhead never even visited Xenia.

In summation, this privileged 21-year old (at the time), in his knowledgeable Hollywood prowess, made a movie based on his presumptions about a supposedly ravaged city, and what life is like there for its poor inhabitants. In other words, "See everyone! Aren't poor people's lives fucked up? Aren't they an interesting case study for us artists?" All the movie did was offer stereotypes about poor rural towns, complete with a Satanic rock soundtrack.

One final thing: Gross. This movie was fucking gross, and the grossness was supposed to startle you, to make us "normal" people think. I have never seen a grosser scene than when the main ug-mo ate spaghetti in a bathtub full of dirty water.

Incidentally, after we ejected the tape from our VCR, I drop-kicked the fuck out of that piece of shit. We stepped on the rental box too, and cracked that motherfucker.

Hi there!
Topic: Begin
Ok, I think this will work better than a "Thoughts" section, where I feel I have to make 4 solid, monumentous entries. In the words of my friend Jeff, "Good Times."