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Monday, March 31, 2003
Does anyone need any snails?
I have a little 2 gallon fishtank with 3 fish in it. When Lorene first bought me fish about 3 years ago, she gave me one snail. Soon it turned in to 2 snails, and so on... Well, I would say that at this point I'm up to about 30 little snails in my tank. It's pretty out of control. I'm not really sure how they survive. The plants in my tank don't appear to be very munched on, and I don't think my fish provide enough poo to feed all the snails. I'm guessing they eat the fish food that my fish miss. Anyhow, they're great for keeping your tank clean. If anyone has freshwater fish out there, and wants some snails, please email me. So does anyone else find it ironic that Americans brag profusely about their freedoms here (specifically freedom of speech), yet when someone exercises them against our president or the war, all of a sudden they're a fucking villain? I'm not even all that opposed to the war, but for fuck's sake, I appreciate the people who exercise their freedom of speech...even if I disagree with what they say! And I will not eat at a place that calls their French Fries or French Toast "Freedom fries" and "Freedom Toast". That is just fucking stupid! I'm not that nuts about the French either. I've been there, and yes, that country is full of pricks. However the whole "Freedom food" phenomenon is just stupid and shameful. I would also like to dine at the suffering French restaurants around town. I can't believe that people think that boycotting these local restaurants is somehow supportive of our country and the war. That is definite retard logic. (yes, I realize that a lot of this is yesterday's news; but I had to bitch, regardless). So Lorene and I are going to see Ministry (and three other bands I've never heard) on Wednesday. That should be...interesting. I'm fearful that they will play mainly music from their new suckass album, but we will see. The worst part is the line that we will probably be standing in. Ugh.
Thursday, March 27, 2003
Sorry...
but I haven't had anything of interest to talk about. I went to see Idlewild and the French Kicks at X-Scape last night with Jeff. The music was good, but the bands were a little boring live. Idlewild was especially boring, with the singer hiding behind this big beam that's in front of the stage. The hipster crowd was also very tiresome. But at least we got some ideas for Jeff's next hairstyle. I've been making it to the gym at least three days a week for the past few weeks. This is a major accomplishment for me, as much as I hate exercising. But I really need it. One thing that fucking kills me about people who go to the gym is that they will circle the parking lot over and over looking for a close spot. Now if I'm not mistaken, you came here to exercise. Is the walk to the goddamn front door really just too much for you? Maybe you should just stay home, if that walk is too much effort. It would appear that you need the rest. Retards. Also, there's this smelly motherfucker with a huge beard that seems to frequently get on the treadmill next to me. Fortunately, he doesn't work on one machine very long. So I don't have to vacate my treadmill usually. I know it's superficial, but I am hypersensitive to bad smells to where they have made me vomit if I'm exposed to them long enough. Therefore, I HATE smelly people! Oh, and we have a beautiful pheasant that is frequenting my parent's backyard on the ditchbank. I'm gonna try to snap it's picture and put it up on the blog. I don't have anything else. Gotta go.
Friday, March 21, 2003
Yes, the prior post is deleted...
I have given the subject more thought and time than it ever warranted. Unfortunately, when I'm lashed out at, I have a difficult time just sitting back and saying nothing. If I can avoid it, there will be no more talk of it from this point forward on my weblog. However, if I see Lorene insulted again, I doubt I'll be able to remain silent...
Wednesday, March 12, 2003
I swear...
...that Jeff and I have seen that jeebus looking kidnapper around town, in his biblical robes (with his she-critter in tow; no Elizabeth with them). In fact, I'm pretty sure that Jeff and I made fun of him as we drove by him on 400 S a while ago. Recap: I had a wonderful, quality trip to Vegas with Lorene. Lots of walking, eating, and rain. I couldn't have asked for a much better trip. My mother is recovering from her surgery nicely. She is back to work and her usual bickering with my father. Work has been nothing special. Lorene and I spent 3 days in a row together last week, since she took off a rare Thursday and a Friday. Went to the Home and Garden Show, which I appreciate a lot more in my 30's than I have at any other time in my life. I looked at my hair closely in the mirror at the gym last night, and noticed that I am full-on starting to grey. I had noticed a grey hair here and there, but didn't realize the extent until last night. Fortunately, grey hair doesn't really bug me that much. I don't think Lorene minds it either. Oh, and I got in a fender bender last week. No big deal, just a little body work on the SUV. No injuries. Other driver was found at fault. And finally, a little rant about...proclaiming every single task you perform, no matter how insignificant. I have a person in my life who takes credit for insignificant things that this person does as if this person is doing people huge favors by doing these things. Every little minute thing that this person does is announced to us. For instance: "I brought in your mail". This as I'm standing there reading said mail, so there is no practical reason to announce this to me. Or "I put a liner in your trash can", as I'm coming in from taking out the garbage. Or "I put ice cubes in the glasses". This announcement comes as I'm looking at the dinner table, not threatening to put ice cubes in the glasses at all. These things are announced as if some huge favor is being done. Perhaps I'm petty, but is it really important to make sure that everyone knows that you did this? Is it to say "Look at me! I'm helping out! Look at all I do!"? While I realize that those tasks were tremendous and deserve great recognition, couldn't you just do it without having to point it out to everyone? Kee-ryest!
Monday, March 03, 2003
His influence will be felt for a long time...
I just wanted to share with all of you an email that I got from a friend of Scott's. It always makes me feel good to hear about the positive impact that Scott had on so many people's lives: I don't want to post it to his site or anything, because that would feel self-aggrandizing and that's not at all how it's meant. My name's Matt Rossi, and I used to post comments and exchange emails with Scott from time to time...I wasn't as regular as others were, but I was a fairly frequent correspondent with him. In fact, that's why I'm writing this email. Scott used to encourage me to write a book almost every time we talked. In fact, he was one of the few people who was almost unrelentingly positive and supportive about the idea of me writing one, even when I myself didn't think I could do it. Well, that book is coming out this year. And I can honestly say that without Scott's encouragement, I probably wouldn't have ever thought of writing it. So I wanted to thank him, through you, for all his encouragement. Matthew Rossi I got word from Matt today that the book is going to be called Things That Never Were, and it will be coming out (if all goes well) this summer on Monkeybrain Books. I plan on checking it out. Their website is www.monkeybrainbooks.com. He told me that I could post his email to Freudian Slop if I really wanted to, but his preference was not to have it posted there. So I'm respecting that. I hope that someday he sends me something that is as well thought out as he believes is necessary to post there.
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