Last night's Lemonheads show at Maxwell's:

Photos:
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One mic, two sound sources...



Self-proclaimed drum ogre Bill Stevenson



Blurry Evan

Videos:


Confetti


Down About It


Ride With Me and The Turnpike Down

I totally lied. But I would like to use this space more often.

I really can't drink anymore. The hangovers are unbearable. My body is fighting back.

Tomorrow, I blog.

podcast willy.

looking at the sky tonight i had to ask myself where ive gone wrong. it would appear as if the volume and pitch of the vibration that is my life have been muted. at least there is still a sense of wonder. and i suppose i should be grateful for that. this is exactly what got me thinking: the moon seasonally clear, tycho's crater visible with the naked eye, and the promise of autumn hanging on the conscience of nearby living things. a choked squeak from the throat of a bird.

we share this pathetic squeak. it was our encouragement and motivation. what now? the sound of beauty is a quieted pale tone. something greasy and nefarious has blessed this vibration. dis-chord in the aria of the angels. i remember something different.

maybe we should blame our parents. doing what they could to keep up the cheerful guise of something marred with self destruction. sowing pastel rhetoric to reinforce the withering pasture of good-nature. or maybe this is exactly what breeds hope. the slow realization that civilization bloomed some time ago and those partially responsible for draining the color from the carcass have replaced chlorophyll with krylon.

there is no one to blame but ourselves.

weve gone from lovely tenors to miserable maestros in this degenerate opera. a harmony bent sideways by the will to control. unsure if its now proper to moan along with the sour notes of hurt and hate. confused, we're the disgusting bloody remnants left over from the inevitable abortion bred out of eager creation. its true. we are absent any trust because our pillars were built with balsa wood. rotten from air humid with millions of souls in disgust.

so heres to a deviant culture, burning bright with the friction of perpetual descent, claiming all for one in the final hours. take what you can before someone else does, im sure you'll need it.

you can find the darnedest stuff in forgotten paper piles. had to scan this before trashing it. think i was more positive back in 94.

More strange dreams last night. Apparently I worked and lived in the same building. Some weird old gaudy hotel in Manhattan. Throughout the work day I bounced back and forth between the two a lot, and each time I did something strange happened on the elevator. I remember a very large woman attacking me. A girl with a Russian accent violently squeezing my ass. A guy holding about 20 candy bars in his hands. I was always late getting back to my desk and always neglecting something at home.

Lots of new (to me, at least) music to listen to today: The Good Life's Help Wanted Nights, Hot Hot Heat's Happiness Ltd., the newish Mt. Eerie Mt. Eerie Parts 6 & 7, and the Lemuria split with Kind of Like Spitting Your Living Room's All Over Me.

Not much hope for the first two, but fall releases generally please me even if they're not quite up to snuff. We shall see....

Last night I dreamt that I was hanging out with Phil Elvrum. He played a show in a bookstore and then another one at a café somewhere on a college campus. After the café show I talked to him for a bit, bought some records from him, and then he asked me if I wanted to grab a bite.

The night before I dreamt that I was in a mall with a person I went to high school with but barely talked to and a newer friend who I haven’t talked to much lately. They drove me home, and while on the way I discovered that my cell phone was broken. Once we arrived home (not my home, mind you – it was a house around the block from the neighborhood I grew up in) I’d realized that I left my car at the mall. Neither could drive me back, despite my begging one of them (his logic was sound: there was a police officer, Mexican couple, and infant taking up all of the seats in his car). I started walking home-home (that is, the actual house I grew up in) and saw that my brother’s car was in the driveway. As I walked toward the house I turned my attention to my phone again, further fiddling to try to get it working. As I neared my home, I looked up from my phone to see my brother peeling out of the driveway, in the opposite direction. I ran for him and screamed loudly to get his attention, but he didn’t notice. I was locked out of the house and began to fiddle with my phone again. While I didn’t have much success, I was able to somehow dial my mother’s phone number. After two rings I was greeted with her outgoing voicemail stating “I occasionally leave for more than 31 days at a time. Should you be calling me during one of those times, I’d appreciate it if you could come over and feed my cats.” I’m not sure to whom this message was directed. Then I woke up.

listening to: so rich, so pretty - mickey avalon

eating: turkey, swiss, romaine, tomato, (cranberry mayo?) wrap

feeling: bananas

i recently dropped my brother off at university. unique experience. on the way to the place i was reading kingdom of fear by hunter thompson. i came across this "jesus hates bald pussy" article and was reminded why thompson is shelf, shelf. i liked it so much i made my mom read it out loud on the ride back. she read it well and even commented that she liked certain parts. enjoy.

Murray.

My only fear is my own power...When im good, Im good...When im bad, Im better... Wouldn't you like to know?...Spend time with people i care about,and Live everyday like its my last moment in this cold, cold world........ SELF DEFEAT ... My feet were planted on the ground... but my mind was high into space... when i looked into the mirror I stared at the scars of defeat on my face... I stared at that person, and i didnt like what i see... And at that point I started cursin at the man Ive grown to be... I cant ever forget that feeling. because a man that forgets his history,is doomed to repeat it. ... ONLY U KNOW WHY .... The peices of my broken heart can never be replaced... The steps that I have taken in my life should never be retraced... No one should have to feel my pain, or my tourment... Its a shame to think of where ive been, and where i am at this moment... The things Ive seen, and done... Should never be witnessed by anyone... Its a story about a boy who faught for it all... Before his downfall... Who was born into the street... And taught only defeat... By parents who cared, but werent aware that the drugs they choose would destin me to loose... The streets chose me, I didnt choose the streets... My vision as i grew became so foggy that i couldnt see... See that it eats me alive... And for the money i strive... After all is said and done, the streets drove me mad... Now im forced to stand on my own , and stop the run before i loose the rest of what life have... Sometimes i just wanna roll over and scream... So i can waik up from this horrible dream... Before i loose whats left... I need to find my true meaning on earth, and ask god to help me through this mess... i pray I keep walking with my head held high... Ill keep moving on, and olnly u know why... ONE MORE CHANCE... I am surrounded by faces ,and faces but still feel completely alone...I am hounded by the life I taisted, The only life Ive ever known...But i cant complain I brought it upon myself... All the hurt and the pain that i ever so foolishly felt...My feet stomp the ground,But my mind is so distorted that i might not ever come around...Its hard to ignore all the sorrow around me,and the fear of how tomarow might be...The voice in my head grows louder... Calling me back to the streets in search of money, respect and power...If i start up again I wont finish the dance of life... But this shit has got to end... This is my last chance to get it right... REMEMBER SHOOT FOR THE MOON , EVEN IF YOU MISS YOUR STILL AMUNGST THE STARS
-t gunz

well everyone, i have a bunch of stuff. first some pictures of the sky. i have ideas about why the sky looks like this but i recommend you just enjoy them. i enjoyed taking them, it's a process. roofs and swerves and capers and k-fives and crickets.


the writing below a picture will be about the picture above. this particular one has some unusual designs and grid patterns in that cloud cluster. there is some sort of energy coming from the earth influencing the pattern of clouds. my personal opinion is that weather is mostly effected by the motion of the dynamo (in my understanding the molten goo inside the middle of the earth). i believe this is what is responsible for unusual patterns lately. i would suspect some abnormal dynamo activity. weakening fields and whatnot.

this is in my front yard. i enjoy putting an american flag in my pictures. to me, it feels like a nice touch of pride. lost pride. my 510 does noise reduction by dark frame subtraction. one exposure then another then remove the hot "noise-e" pixels. it works pretty well and i think everything it left is celestial. which is cool cause i saw none of that. this was more than likely over a minute worth of exposure time at iso 800.
this one i pushed the exposure "compensation" a bit. still learning. was relatively dull, wanted DOF and detail in the lower objects. surprised the sky did not "blow out". i have noticed that as the sunsets there seems to be an increase in interesting and unusual tones and shapes in the atmosphere. it is my favorite time to be out. i believe this picture is taken with my passwird.com $20 monopod-tripod deal. this would be the monopod, you get what you pay for.


this is probably my favorite of the bunch and the best illustration of clouds mimicking some sort of ethereal energy signature. this cloud is far beyond what its brethren were sporting, visually. i imagine it is paired with some sort of resonant frequency. possibly the result of communications or whatever else we use the spectrum to transmit. cell phones? it makes me wonder if meteorology even studies or has studied this type of thing. i would venture to guess most just judge "larger picture" satellite imagery as opposed to severely local and rarely unusual clouds. this is my fantasy. this is my personal discovery of a forgotten art. interpreting the energy signatures present in cloud and particulate matter motioning for attention harboring some sort of message, for all of us. the medium of communication for earth -> human. have i gone malko?this is as the sun was setting. the faint orange worries me rather then inspires me. dont ask why.
this cloud is super weird. very teal.


did i mention i have been taking martial arts? tiger schulmans. i hear it called mcdojo, but i somewhat enjoy it. dont know if i can afford 1330 dollars for 65 classes. i would like to. but then again. yea. ramapo opens again on the 4th of sept.

anyone want to go to modest mouse on sept. 8th at mccarren pool? i bought a ticket back when it was scheduled for keyspan park, and the date has been switched twice since then. as of now i am going solo.

links:
nasa
15 blurry pictures

we live in dangerous times. our armies are powerful, and we spend billions of dollars a year on new prisons, yet our lives are still ruled by fear. we are like pygmies lost in a maze. we are not at war, we are having a nervous breakdown. ~hst

Recent things that have made my existence happier, and somewhat fitter:

* Engaged Life
* No longer drinking soda
* Only one caffeinated drink per day
* Multi-Vitamins
* Earlier Bed
* Changing my desk setup to be ergonomically correct
* Not letting work stress me out
* Montclair Restaurants
* Living somewhere where I can walk places
* Registering for my first MBA courses
* Drinking 5-6 glasses of water a day
* My company's new espresso machine, which allows me to not buy coffee each morning
* Cutting down on the booze (hangovers were getting too rough to handle)

That all definitely takes care of the happier. But I'm not quite there with the fitter, yet. I hope to somehow find time for physical activity once my school schedule gets rolling. But even if I have to hold that off for a little bit, I feel infinitely better day in and day out then I did two months ago, which is pretty great.

for a while the haarp cam has been showing a shot from may 17th. after three months of that shit i decided to fire an email to the haarp facility. what they didnt tell me in the email is that there is an alternate site. there is a pic above from that monster.

from: infohaarp@maestro.haarp.alaska.edu
Hi Paul,

The shelter where the HAARP Cam was monted was deteriorating rapidly and was removed from the site. We will restore the original camera as soon as we can get a new shelter into that space, hopefully before the cold weather sets in this fall.

Thanks for your inquiry,
I.H.

- Hide quoted text -

>when is it coming back online?

Sudden shifts in weather always conjure up somewhat foreign feelings. Not Morocco foreign, though. More like Canada foreign. The barely conscious memories of dozens of other similar feeling days trying to sneak into your conscious thoughts. Some half-making it. Some making it all the way. It'll make you do things like wanna blow off work for a suburban mall. Or take a walk down the street to a non-existent train station. Or light a candle. Or use a certain brand of soap. Today was one of those days. The recent heat giving way to a sudden chill. It came at the right time, too. Capped off a week filled with reasons for introspection. Good reasons.

I laughed at Paul last night for twice remarking that he willed something into happening. But I don't know. Maybe there's something to it.

fun knee

As we know,
There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also know
There are known unknowns.
That is to say
We know there are some things
We do not know.
But there are also unknown unknowns,
The ones we don't know
We don't know.

~Donald Rumsfeld

"the rich are free the poor are put in cages...mahalo" ~hst

this video popped up in my inbox. have to pass it along.

Going here tomorrow. (2:01 am post). This is quite exciting!!

gonna be random pics and artwork for a while til i get caught up with my bullshit. then youll see.

Paul, you left your ceiling fan on. That for the cats?

if all goes well today will be the start of something exciting.

big ol sunspot comin cross the face of the sun. its about a month long process.

weeeee - oooooo. burnin up on re entry.

some while back near earth day i had a get together at my house where i spent the whole time making cds. on th fly. we listened to all of them(in this order) and i still have the cds and listen to them time to time. im gonna put the list over, and even offer it up.

earth day
neutral milk hotel - in the aeroplane over the sea
sicko - attention please
wilco - spiders (kidsmoke)
mountain goats - the best ever death metal band
radiohead - polyethylene (parts 1&2)
simon & garfunkel - america
built to spill - alarmed
sigur ros - svefn-g-englar
rage against the machine - sleep now in the fire
the beatles - helter skelter
the lemonheads - my drug buddy
mos def - ms. fat booty
pinback - x i y
pixies - is she weird
modest mouse - grey ice water
red hot chili peppers - parallel universe
ween - a tear for eddie

girth day
aimee mann - save me
modest mouse - gravity rides everything
j. mascis and the fog - where'd you go
q and not u - end the washington monument (blinks) goodnight
the shins - new slang
the coral - pass it on
u.n.k.l.e. - rabbit in your headlights
thievery corporation - exilio (exile)
ugly casanova - cat faces
blind melon - mouthful of cavities
boards of canada - iced cooly
elf power - the winter is coming
the flaming lips - ego tripping at the gates of hell
broken social scene - anthems for a seventeen year-old girl
built to spill - i would hurt a fly
smoking popes - megan
spoon - all the pretty girls go to the city
ween - what deaner was talking about

mirth day
beauty pill - bone white crown victoria
the coral - shadows fall
the white stripes - ball and biscuit
butthole surfers - pepper
m. ward - from a pirate radio sermon, 1989
dj shadow - the numbers song
the thermals - everything thermals
three dog night - mama told me not to come
yeah yeah yeahs - date with the night
modest mouse - sunspots in the house of the late scapegoat
radiohead - where i end and you begin
willy mason - oxygen (live from glastonbury 2005)
the beastie boys - song for junior
huma - feels like i'm walking
the hackensaw boys - gypsy
brian eno - another green world
seu jorge - life on mars?
happy end - kaze wo atsumete

rea++
neutral milk hotel - the king of carrot flowers, pt. 1
neutral milk hotel - holland, 1945
the blow - true affection
broken social scene - stars and sons
built to spill - carry the zero
doves - black and white town
gardenhead>leave me alone - jeff mangum
jets to brazil - king medicine
the notwist - consequence
pedro the lion - a mind of her own
pixies - down to the well
the roots - you got me
sigur ros - staralfur
smashing pumpkins - thirty-three
smoking popes - star struck one
sunny day real estate - in circles
ugly casanova - things i don't remember
the wannadies - you and me song
the anniversary - all things ordinary

late nite
ranconteurs - steady as she goes
gotan project - arrabal
the juan maclean - love is in the air
the juan maclean - titos way reverso b8 remix
u2 - sunday bloody sunday
islands - don't call me whitney, bobby
the raveonettes - love in a trashcan
junior senoir - move your feet
mississippi john hurt - candyman (live)
william orbit - spiral
iron & wine - passing afternoon
jose gonzales - heartbeats
iron & wine - southern anthem
the decemberists - leslie anne levine
love as laughter - the square

that william orbit song was on when i shut the cd player off. people came and went. that rea++ list is a list one of my guests made. it was originally 2 and a half hrs long but later edited(by me, worth noting is that blow-true affection song). then i made the latenite cd. after just listening to it ive got to say it inspired me to think about the spirit of the party, and parties. ive dwelled on the songs and the mixes and have come away astonished. something fascinates me about the whole process.

send me an email at wildboogard@yahoo.com if you want a copy of the 5 cds, or just one. with the subject line cd icecream.

I stood on my heart's porch thinkin' "Oh my God, I'll probably have to carry this whole load." I couldn't remember if I tried. I couldn't remember if I took my brain out, threw it so directly at the goal, I couldn't remember if I tried. I could have my mind erased and still not know exactly what I don't already know.

good morning everybody.

well i hope you are with me in the fight for the night sky. seems like something pretty important, no. but you know what, i know i can post that here, and you'll click it, and it ends there. i dont even know what you fuckers do, or are good for. you go to your fucking jobs and you do your job then go home and watch your lost finale. where is the ire that i have. where is the fight that i have. have you suppressed it? when does your rage come out? when do you stand up for yourself or something. i think its pretty fucking ridiculous, get off my goddamn site.

hrm. i cant really say anything cause i do shitall anyway. just felt like getting stern, im old school mother fucker.

want me to show you how i get things done? see me there, lamenting. yeah, you get it. you could see a real time version of that motherfucker right here. keep an eye on my cats, would ya? so yeah.

here, for now check this out.

well im standing next to a mountain... chop it down, with the edge of my hand.

my curiousity got the best of me and i went to the uhaul site. here ya go.

also, if you would be so kind, register for the nascar site and place some votes for clint boyer. THANKS!

well for fucks sake.

i dont know what is going on with my gimp. it refuses to save the above picture to 1024x768. saying bogus marker length or some shit. at first i thought it was my laptop. now it is not working on my desktop. so im beginning to think it is a java thing. java has fucked my life. it piggybacked some virus in on my old laptop. it piggy backed some virus in on my current desktop. and it got me in an argument with the uvu people because a program i was trying to run kept saying missing class or something. if youre using java, have class.

saw that coming from around the bend. andy dick roast on stern today. my thoughts are scattered about howard stern at the moment. yesterday artie took the day off to shoot an episode of rescue me and the show sucked. hard. today artie was back but under roast circumstances. it was just a bad roast, i expected more. im hoping soon that jd and elvis find their way to sirius, because at the moment, i really like them, i really like bubba the love sponge. btls.com. i ordered the ned mark shirt. fun stuff.

so that picture, i drove by that uhaul van a bunch of times but today i decided to stop and take a keener look. verify what i was seeing as real. do you get it? cause i sure as fuck dont. they should put a different link at the bottom. if i wanted to see what scientists were doing in the realm of monitoring sun-earth relations i probably would not go to uhaul.com. just a thought. you know, maybe id go someplace like here. be patient with it, if it loads completely it is worth it.

and thats just that. we watch the senators win a stanley cup. oh... i made it back to flickr for a bit. and i found some friends that i added as contacts. i found one woman, here, who completely fucking ruined my mind and week and rest of my life. well, she did not do it, she just helped it along by feeding my grandiose delusions. and their hunger is fine. i mean, if you can look at that and put it out of your head, cool. that is amazing. i just dont possess those faculties right now.

ive got the song gypsy by the hackensaw boys going through my head. good stuff. is it hackensaw boys or white hassle? dunno...

jimmy coming out of nowhere making a post then a followup comment about how something didnt work. interesting.

so in the hockey world devils have their first game of round 2 tonite. last nite i watched the rangers start playing in the end of the third period. i think they forgot they have to put the puck in the net. it could be a close series, but my bets are on buffalo. hell id rather see devils rangers for the east conference champs than buffalo or ottawa. but either way, no matter what it is it will probably be exciting.

the picture i include is of a big plane flying into stewart air national guard in ny state. ive been up in that neck of the woods a good deal. its nice.

so ive got windows vista on a new laptop i have. just getting used to that. i like it but give it time to mature. i took the book on liberty by john stuart mill from my friends library. charlie at the coffee shop. figure it is only fair since i put 30 of my books there, including my favorite book, a treasured book. turns out that of the thirty someone decided to borrow my fave. thats the way it goes. she recorded her name in a log and left phone number, but when do i make the call. its been 4 months.

godlikeproductions is a new website i found. it is a treasure trove of time killing reading material, if yall are still into that. yesterday i read for 3 hrs about how chui was a government trained mind controlled assassin. something abou ishmail ax being the name of a child abducted by the aia and the cia. doors were chained shut in the building. there are things that dont make sense with that shooting. for instance, almost everyone considers the guns he used "can plinkers." and "getting a lethal shot, let alone 32 of them, with weapons like that without any form of training is unlikely." also this.it is very easy to find ways to kill time and people.

so yesterday i heard there was a satellite launch by nasa. i watched the whole thing streaming on the internet. i am so fascinated by that fucking shit i cant even fucking tell you. first second and third stages of the rocket, 12 thousand miles an hour, 340 miles high. this new satellite's sole purpose is to study noctilucent clouds. these are things of my dreams. the mission info can be found here.

Christian Bale, Cate Blanchett(above), Richard Gere, and Heath Ledger are all playing Bob Dylan in a new movie.

In musics, been listening to some older cd's cause I haven't found anything that good recently. Nothing wrong with that though, it's The Wanna dies. My Vitriol has a cool song. About all I got, none of these videos are that good, so open a window and enjoy the sound.

5 quotes:

1. "So long Darlin'...Somewhere in Hell, someone is giving wood to a quality broad."

2. "Love Sincerely, Drinking Beer Me"

3. "I shall now stick my thing in your hot gates." - Eisenhiem the Illusionist to Jessica Biel as told by DanO

4. "This is why you don't take your girlfriend to ozzzfest."

5. "is prince just wasted or brilliant?"

well it appears the mid april doldrums have at least some of us. would it kill for some fucking sunlight or a little warmth. good god damn.

it is somewhat amazing when i think about it. seems like lately ive been careening -carelessly- through strong gravitational fields. i talk of people. we are all familiar with influence. well proximity to someone's physical being creates that. were you aware?

i find it funny how people shaped up. thinking skin around spirit here. nestle your eyes ears nose and mouth real close like. then these ganky lanks develop and it is just something else. if people were light it would be easier.

i went to a sanskrit class in the city and it took a good portion of energy from my reserves. i am not, and never have been, familiar with such inanity. i listened though. even though im not looking at you i am still listening.

so as we go through our orbits lets take heed of our gravity lest we disturb our brothers. lets keep our spirits high with hope that we encounter the same. apparently if one mind is ill at ease, one will perceive nothing but ills. very basic. ill mother fucker do you feel it.

oh hey the devils won their first game of the playoffs last nite. that is something else all together.

well i suppose that is just how it goes sometimes.

i really should be more prepared when deciding to write.

so i saw chris and jimmy on saturday. those are the other two guys that share the chore of propping this cradle up.

chris was nice enough to share yankees tickets and we got to see a-rod hit a grand slam. against the baltimore orioles, which is outrageous. i had a rough friday nite so i fell asleep immediately after the game. and didnt wake up til sunday morning. somewhere in that time i got drunk txtd by my shy but not so shy friend rea. she does hair in manhattan.

i got an issue of scientific american which has a black hole special in it. redshifts and accredition disks, jets, gamma ray bursts, active galactic nuclei. you know how it goes. i showed my niece a picture of a spiral galaxy because i was reading it at easter fooding. i said, hey karyna, what is this. she said "a flower." i responded, no karyna, no no no, you are wrong it is stars, an active galactic nucleus. look at it closer next time before sporting an ignorant answer. i got up and left her and went across the room where i sat down and looked at the pictures of flowers in my magazine. how stupid i am. here is that flower, btw.

I just heard Les Savy Fav on a baseball video game commercial. I've been enjoying the hell out of playing Puzzle Quest for the Nintendo DS. I just got a haircut. I'm going to the Yankee game tomorrow. Things'r swell.

Glad to see you boys keeping this place alive.

So, what's new? I got my tires back after 19 carless days. The whole ordeal cost me $500 and a lot of frustration. But since I was taking trains everywhere I got to read two books, which is something I haven't done in a long time. Last Friday my debit card information was stolen. My bank wouldn't give me a lot of details - but apparently someone wielded a false card that had my name, card number, and expiration date on it. When prompted for ID they were unable to furnish it, which prompted the merchant to call whomever you call when that sort of thing happens. Bitchin'. I didn't lose any money, but I didn't have access to my checking account via debit-type transactions for a week, which was mildly annoying (four times I pulled out my temporary atm-only card to pay for something only to remember that it wasn't a true debit card). The timing for all of those shenanigans was awful, to say the least. But someday I'll look back at it humorously.

I spend a lot of time in Newark now, which is certainly interesting.

I did some new music purchasing for the first time in awhile. New Modest Mouse (#1 on Billboard Top 200 last week), new Arcade Fire (#2 on Billboard Top 200 the week before), and the new Ergs!. Marissa also bought the new Unlovables on vinyl... which means it gets housed at my house for the time being - which is a nice lil' bonus.

Two full months left and my time in Wayne will have come to an end. I won't be far, but I'm pretty darn ok with it.

We recorded an album and are now officially called The Palisades, for better or worse. I preferred Tape and Wire, but was outvoted. They preferred Beat Union, but I was militant in my hatred for it. Aside from us being in a band that sounds not quite masculine, I think we did ok.

Now we just need to settle on song titles... tracklisting.. artowrk.. and an album name. I'm sure we'll be all set in no time...

This is a photo of blue lights outside of an indian restaurant in Jersey City that I took with Marissa's swell new camera:


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Dan Deacon has a masters degree in electro-acoustic composition, geek.

A great wiki. Help us out.

5 quotes from around the internet:

1. "Come here you magnificent douche bag."

2. "Say what you will about Bono, but the guy would suck a dick for those Africans."

3. "My mother never saw the irony of calling me a son of a bitch."

4. "You're going to be the Magic Johnson of autistic people....and by that I mean you'll get AIDS."

5. "bored and rural-poor, lord, at 35, right? I’m the best 17 year old ever."

this, is sparta...

...library! ¯\(o_º)/¯

thanks to jon for the pic. so why not post a couple more; and video.

two minutes of dreamy relaxation

Get psyched!


Music videos: Peter, Bjorn & John, Action Action, and The The.

5 quotes from around the internet:

1. "This started out as a joke but ended in boners."

2. "Dude is really fucking proud of the fact that his dick looks like the dicks people draw on bathroom walls."

3. "Could you have more shit all over your body please? You look like you spent three weeks doodling on yourself with a Waste of Money pen."

"Dear Dad,
4. I know you think I’m running around all night with young boys. I’m not. They’re your age.
Love,
Your Worst Nightmare Times Two"

5. "Have you ever seen anybody so happy about being the exact opposite of country music?"

Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say anything else - word one - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one.
When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bed, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin.
I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth.

shocked by the recent reports on channel 12 that 1 in 94 children in jersey have autism. i suppose that is a startling figure, highest in the nation type stuff, and that there is some sort of investigation under way. makes you wonder about yourself. or me, about myself.

howdy do every body. plodding away, as such, peat moss and the like. yourself?

ah, so im up to some shit. ill do this in pictures, because it is easier. let us start with this one. i found this on the shack. it is from a kid who lives in iceland. apparently everyone in iceland witnessed this and a quick glance at flickr shows multiple members proudly showing this off. be proud iceland. proud of your pale pastel skies.

then we have this. i will go ahead and say it. i have an unhealthy obsession with this webcam. cam whore, would you say? the one i share is one of many i have saved. you know why? because i check that site nearly 50 times a day. sometimes more, sometimes less. but you have to understand when you watch a dynamic environment sometimes things happen. it may be of no interest to you but i have pics saved of someones reflection in the window of that webcam. a truck pretty regularly parks at one of the closer antenna masts. i have yet to see anyone plowing, but there is almost always evidence of such. it must take place when the environ goes twilight.

which makes me think. this webcam is spectacular. it claims to be updated at random intervals throughout the day. that means they either have some very comprehensive software package or, my theory, that they have inhouse programmers. this fascinates me. the idea of researching a protocol, be it usb, ps/2, com or the interface to an array of 180 antennas capable of 3.6 MW. bake the D layer as the dude says on page 3 of the email responses. electrical engineering. designing these complicated devices and steering the massive amount of data going either way (i/0) into some appropriate software. are you sensing some sort of keen interest on my part. some dormant tinkerer. i wish. wow, what, where? oh that camera. yeah, some poor sap, probably a high school student, brought on staff to do some software interfacing, and gets the webcam. but my hats are off. it has to take the visual data, make some sort of conclusion about time of day, let alone operating conditions, and decide whether to put the image through, to me. let it go.

next pic. how exciting! from here on out you will be witnessing pictures i have taken. this current one is my attempt to image the lunar eclipse. i bungee strapped my new binoculars to a pole and tried to stay my hand bringing the camera to the eyepiece. if i had stayed the camera my shots may have looked like these. im pretty impressed with myself.

which brings this to the table. a picture of charlie's coffee shop, where i make somewhat of a cameo. i spend some hours here a week, keeping charlie or his mom company, tinkering. i usually bring my laptop and try to get some work done. but most of the time it is conversation. losers with a dream. big dreams, though. here is a picture from outside that same day. a good visual metaphor for my mind. for our shit fuck cocksuckers.

shaping up to be a monster. apparently one capable of doing some serious physical damage. this was a harrowing experience. the monster, cam janssen, 25 of the devils. seek and destroy some might say. bee-line straight for the young man you see on the stretcher. then the hit. and the second hit, the young man's neck into the boards. look where the picture is taken from, i had a full view of it all. when the contact happened, i put my head in my shirt, everyone else was cheering. im not lying to you folks, i thought this guy was dead, and people were cheering unaware of death. he lay still, i mean motionless, lifeless. can you picture the scenario if he did in fact die? i was, one thousand miles an hour in my head. it is a strange thing. i believe when i was hiding my face someone i was there with said "..this is what you come for, and youre missing it."

this is wayne when im sick. this, too.

i apologize for using imagesocket. i guess it is slow as a motherfucker. i just wanted to see how many people looked at what i post. guess im longing for recognition. if you like anything you can email me. my email is wildboogard@yahoo.com; it would be nice to hear from anyone. im listening to this kt tunstall shit right now and it has got me by the balls. making me feel. feel human. feel frustrated with myself. dont point the finger at me you have been there. one will overcome but you must embrace the moments you are struggling to do so. they are of value.

This would be my car from four different angles. Notice that there are no tires. That's because somebody stole them. All of them. Broke into the car, popped my trunk, and then used my jack to steal them. They were nice enough to leave all 16 lug nuts, though.

Waking up to that plus a massive hangover has made today rule!


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well since i now own the site by rule of "threes" i might as well spout off at the mouth.

i cant seem to escape purple rain or prince. i seemed to like the super bowl performance even though i did not see it live. i keep telling myself maybe i will download some prince, i mean there is the whole chappelle basketball thing, too.

aside from that things get kinda awkward kinda fast. i tend to look through my magazines rather than read them. when i do this i am armed with a pen and a pad of paper and i take notes of photographers (re: norfolk) and journalists who have work that catches my eye so that i may pursue them on the internet. some of the magazines are wired, time, esquire and the sunday nytimes insert. the magazine reason, of which i am a subscriber, i tend to just save. the others i do the read, note, throw out thing. however, i have a little bit of a feud going with them. i signed up for their magazine and did it through an offer to receive a book with the subscription as a promo. i have not got the book to date and i believe i have been a subscriber for almost two years. when i emailed them about it the first time i said my subscription included a "free" book which i had never received. they told me my subscription did not show such an offer. i then realized it was not "free" but paid for with the subscription as a special offer, so i just showed them the receipt email. they must have flagged me as ignorant because i am not getting this book. when they said they would send it right away and it would take 6-8 weeks i was happy. 8 weeks went by and i sent a quick email with the past correspondence in tact explaining that 8 weeks and no book. i got this back "we will send the book under different cover." are they implying that someone took my mail? i am not totally sure but we are 3 weeks in and i do not have the book yet. would you not be frustrated, is this any way to run a business? ugh.

where was i. ah clippings. so today i make it a goal to look at some of the articles i printed out. i throw out the magazines and print out the online versions, i dont know, who the fuck has the time to sit down and read a magazine. so i go to lee's sushi in wayne on 23 by bachagaloops, im the only one there, and i take my sweet ass time fooding and reading "i am banksy (artist of the year) the best and brightest 2005 (art & entertainment) by colby buzzell" from volume 144 issue 6 december 2005 of esquire. sad. that there is a good read. it opened my eyes to a book called "happy birthday, jack nicholson" by hunter thompson, that i never heard of and apparently was only available in london. then there is this, this and this. i mean, you have probably seen and heard of banksy's work before, but these two pieces have special mention in that particular article and story. i would like to buy the book existencilism by banksy from amazon, but they only have one seller offering a used copy for 450 dollars.

you do understand it is just something to write about. check out my awesome watch:
diamonds, plenty of 'em. f pns cameras. though i might not be able to operate anything otherwise. curses ryerson.

so are we done? i got all excited about that every extend extra game and have not played it since. i am far from done with it though. it is just really hard to justify spending time on stuff like that lately. i feel it's running the hell out. some more of me and my jammy dance after the jump.

so im watching charmed and reading time when i come across this quote in the verbatim section of the magazine:

"'These are ugly decisions, but you either drink water or you die.'
-Peter Beattie, Premier of Queensland, Australia, who announced that owing to falling water levels--a result of the country's worst drought on record--the state will introduce drinking water containing recycled sewage water, starting next year"

cheers!

hahahah

sony is an interesting company. i am assuming their marketing crew is a group of unusual people. pre-holidays this season they attempted some viral campaign which was laughable. but they attempted it. it seems there is a creative freedom encouraged throughout the organization, possibly to a fault. i mean, that commercial was bad, and i think ive seen some other bad stuff. however sony has brought out some software i may have never seen. im talking rez, lumines, katamari, mister mosquito etc.

recently i took a look at my psp and decided to catch up on whatever the latest tinkerers were doing to the device. i found out that i can take any playstation one game, rip it to my computer, run it through a program and create a file uploadable to my psp to take my ps one games anywhere. ive done it. but that is not all.

i got into this game every extend extra. it is a game from q entertainment. this company makes such esoteric titles as listed above, rez, lumines, space channel 5, meteos, etc. i have only experieced rez and lumines. but this one. this one is great. i havent been playing games recently and i call it a game carefully. it is a virtual canvas of audio and color. i want you to play it. i want you to enjoy it. like i enjoy it. but we all have dreams. just look at the box, it is a remarkable piece of product design. tetsuya mizuguchi.

liberty

greetings from beyond the haze! here are some pictures, yo.