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[12 Jun 2009|01:47pm] |
In cleaning out the Ska Rocket (May she rest in peace, gone but never forgotten), I found stacks of CDs hiding in little nooks and crannies. Pressed between the seat and backrest of one of the little jump seats in the back of my truck, I found a mix CD I made in college.
This thing had been hidden for 6 goddamn years.
I find it interesting, the kinds of things that I clearly loved and had totally forgotten about, like "Hard Candy" by Counting Crows. I also forgot that I fell into the biggest college kid cliché of all time; "discovering" Bob Marley.
Still, "Iron, Lion, Zion" is a badass song.
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| First stop: Havana-a-go-go |
[29 May 2009|08:04am] |
Wow. Two posts in one month. Lookit me.
I just felt like sharing this, because I'm a spiteful asshole like that (apparently).
From the Something Awful review of Tori Amos' album Abnormally Attracted to Sin:
I applaud the direction Tori's career has taken, because I prefer spectacular failure to polite competence. Also, I appreciate that she's started to frustrate her odd parasitic following, who wants her to go back to writing stark piano songs about her personal tragedies so they can glean unearned emotional depth from feeling vicariously harrowed.
mmmmmmthat's good satire.
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| On nights like this, when the world's a bit amiss... |
[22 May 2009|01:15pm] |
I'm breaking the rules of my office and posting on LJ for 2 reasons: firstly, it concerns a number of you, and secondly, the useless waste of oxygen that is my housemate got our cable/internet shut off and can't afford to get it turned back on.
And now, to our lead story...
After 13 years of faithful service to the LaRue family, and nearly a decade of that exclusively for me, my little red S-10 is going the way of the buffalo.
It's still running, and doing fine, but my dad has offered to sell me his (much newer, bigger, and nicer) truck for a really, really good price. I have decided to take him up on it.
This decision (and the subsequent cleaning out of the truck's entire contents) has caused me to reflect on the 8+ years that I've spent in its sweaty polyester seats. Most of you have ridden in that truck, some of you more than others. It's had some good times (Mop Skwad for life!) and some less-than-good times (driving Melissa around) and some shit times (pretty much every time it broke).
So join me, my friends, in raising a glass to the last eight years, and to the Stalwart Ska Rocket. Truly, we never knew ye.
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[01 Mar 2009|06:00pm] |
I don't care what consequence it brings
I have been a fool for lesser things
I want you so bad
I think you ought to know that
I intend to hold you for the longest time
He can't drive, but motherfucker can write a fuckin' song.
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| Warden threw a party at the county jail.. |
[12 Feb 2009|03:44pm] |
It's been a good day to be me.
**Woke up to text messages from Ms. F from last night telling me to wake up. Turns out, she wanted me to wake up so she could come over and be next to me.
**Get to work and spend the first two hours with my coach sitting behind me, listening in on my calls. We then have a meeting where he discussed my strengths (my openings are "perfect," my positioning is "great," my process knowledge is both "top-notch" and "rockin',"). On one of the calls he listened in on, I gave tech support advice to a tech support agent. He [my coach] then responded with, "wait, did you just out-tech Tech Support?"
**Found out that both my sales numbers AND my AppleCare attach rate (I'll define what that means if you care) are #1 in the office. That's my whole goddamn department. I'm not on commission, and the sales numbers aren't hugely important, but still.. nice to know I'm #1 at two things.
**the Apple Wellness program brought free Jamba Juice and fruit for everyone in the building. So, I got 2 free bananas and a mango smoothie. Yay free smoothie!
**I buckled and joined Twitter. Among my 5 followers? Demetri Martin and Ze Frank. Yeah, you're jealous.
I'll be sure to update later so you'll all know whether the good day continued, or whether this post jinxed it.
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| ¡Sí, se puede! |
[20 Jan 2009|11:30am] |
I know we're all excited.
But something here bears clarification:
Barack Obama is the 44th President of the United States.
He is NOT the 44th person to take the Oath of Office. He is, in fact, the 43rd.
You may now resume your festivities.
*hums Hail to the Chief*
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| We get these rules to follow; that and this, these and those... |
[07 Jan 2009|04:28pm] |
As stolen from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) loverlymle
Make a list of all the songs in your iTunes/WMP/whatever with the word "This" in the title and call it This Playlist
As you'll see, I had to supplement my list by adding the songs that contained the word "That" as well. So this is my This and That Playlist.
Falling is Like This :: Ani DeFranco
At This Time of Year :: Better Than Ezra
If I Ever Leave This World Alive :: Flogging Molly
This Fire :: Franz Ferdinand
All That I Am :: Ghoti Hook
The Evil That Men Do :: Iron Maiden
That Spells DNA :: Jonathan Coulton
That Old Black Magic :: Kevin Spacey
U Can't Touch This :: MC Hammer
This is the New Shit :: Marilyn Manson
I Would Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That) :: Meat Loaf
The Song That Goes Like This :: Spamalot! Soundtrack
God That's Good! :: Sweeney Todd Soundtrack
This is Halloween :: Nightmare Before Christmas
What's This? :: Nightmare Before Christmas
This Love :: Pantera
The Set Up (You Need This) :: Reel Big Fish
...We'll Sort This Out Right Now :: Stavesacre
That's Amoré :: Walk Hard Soundtrack
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| screwed-up eyes and screwed-down hairdos... |
[12 Dec 2008|01:54pm] |
And now, the pub joke, in the style of Geoffrey Chaucer.
Three fellowes wenten into a pubbe
Geefullee their handes did rubbe
In expectaci-on of revellree
For t'was the hour that is happee
Great bottels of wyne did they quaffe
And hadd a really goode laffe
'Til drunkenness held full dominion
For t'was two for the price of wone
Yet after wyne and mead and sacke
Man muste have a mas-sive snacke
Great pastees from Cornwalle
Scottish eggs, rounde like a balle
Great hams, quayl, duck, and geese
They suckéd the bones and dranke the grease
Wone fellowe stood al pale and wan
(for he was vege-tariane)
Yet man knoweth that gluttonee
Stoketh the fire of lecheree
Upon three young wenches rounde and slye
The fellowes caste a wanton eye
Wone did approach with drunken wink
"Hullo, darlin', fancy a drink?"
Soon they got them on their knee
T'was like some grislee puppetree
Such was the lewdeness and debaucheree
T'was like a sketch by Dick Emery
(Except that Dick Emery is not yet borne,
So such comparison maye not be drawen)
Then the fellowes began to pale
For quayl are not the frende of ale
And in their bellys, much confusi-on
From their throats, vyle extrusi-on
Stinking, foul corrupti-on came spewing forth from drooling lips
The fetid stench did fill the pubbe
T'was the very arse of Beelzebubbe
Throwen they were from Whore and Trumpet
In the street, no coyn, no strumpet
Homeward bounde they must quicklee go
To that ende, a donkee stole
Their handes al with vomitte greased
The donkee.. was not pleased
And threwed them into a dytch of shyte
They al agreed, "what a brilliant nyte!"
Thank you.
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| Maybe I used too many monkeys... |
[03 Nov 2008|05:21am] |
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I have historically been an outspoken fan of Ben Affleck. Yes, he picks some shitty scripts from time to time. Actually, a more accurate statement would be that he picks a ton of shitty scripts and some good ones from time to time. He has proven on a number of occasions that he is, in fact, a competent actor when he wants to be. Publicly, he's been on my shit list since Daredevil, as I really couldn't forgive a fellow avowed fan (we both fell in love with the character after reading the same issue) for willingly taking part in that abomination.
HOWEVER
Due to his hilarious impersonation of Keith Olbermann, I am (surprisingly) happy to report him back in my good graces. Ben, for both our sakes... don't fuck it up again.
Thank you.
P.S. His impersonation of Alec Baldwin is pretty spot-on, as well.
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| And I'm just another soul that's come in from the cold.... |
[17 Oct 2008|08:11am] |
It occurs to me that I haven't really made a post of any kind of substance for quite some time now. My sincerest apologies, dearly beloved.
Saturday Night Live is finally funny again. Andy Samberg's digital shorts are delightfully silly; like a Graham Chapman for a new generation (Go to hulu.com and check out "People Getting Punched Right Before Eating," "Space Olympics," "Andy Pops Into Frame," and "Board Meeting with Rainn Wilson"). Props to Tina Fey and Chris Parnell for dropping in for election/debate sketches.
I've been talking to a lady. She's pretty badass; lots of tats/piercings, very compatible musical taste, a love of all things sublimely tasteless, is a totally-super-genius, and so on. The only readily apparent downside is... she lives in College Station. (for the record, she hates her school as much as my dad does, but they're paying her obscene amounts of money to do her post-graduate work there. No, really. She told me what they're paying her. It's disgusting) More on this as it develops.
EDIT: So, it would seem that she met someone yesterday and is pretty sure they're gonna start dating. Damn my rotten timing. Oh well.
I recently found out that my (outrageously expensive) health insurance has a cap on prescription drug coverage. This means that after a certain dollar amount claimed in prescribed medication every year, I'm on my own. Which would be understandable, if the cap weren't so low ($3,000? Really? Do these people know what medicine costs these days?) and my medicine weren't so outlandishly expensive. So, I've just had to go cold-turkey off of a medication that has potentially disastrous side-effects for quitting suddenly. If anyone notices anything significantly different in my demeanor over the next month, please let me know. I'm actually kinda scared.
Anslee and I finally had our big talk. (not THE big talk; that happened like a month ago. I meant the big, "so are we still friends?" talk)
I (unfortunately) didn't have much time to talk, but once again, Mr. Mark Salomon is far better at expressing my own feelings than I am. So, I sent her the lyrics to Island, which, for those who know the situation between me and her, sounds like I could've written it specifically about our breaking up.
( A small excerpt, cut to save your friends page, because I am a benevolent deity )
In other news...
Work is going much better. I'm getting much more confident in what I'm supposed to be doing, and I've weaned myself back off of caffeine (6 weeks and counting, now). Though, as I've stated, the paychecks border on dangerous, as I border on frighteningly irresponsible with money.
Sarah Palin terrifies me almost as much as Joe Biden, though for very, very different reasons.
This comma-splice-filled nightmare has been brought to you by Apple Computers. That's right, Apple: Making the highest-quality music piracy an industry standard since 2001.
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[11 Oct 2008|03:33pm] |
--"I once shot an entire movie without getting out of my car"
--"...I saw that! Wasn't that supposed to be a western?"
Work is finally getting better. I'm getting used to the schedule, and I'm learning how not to suck.
I bought both seasons of 30 Rock on a whim yesterday. I'm remembering how dangerous it is to, like, give me money. I get careless.
Went on a date exactly 7 days ago, for those who haven't heard. I think she's interested in doing it again, but this week has been really busy for us both. Meh. We'll see.
Carry on Wayward Son is in Rock Band 2. (!!!!!!) There's also a Dream Theater song. Yeesh.
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| Hey, sister, are you all alone? |
[19 Aug 2008|03:02am] |
My fragile little mind just got completely blown.
Talia Shire (best known to me as Adrian Balboa from the Rocky series, but also played Connie Corleone in the Godfather films) is the sister of Francis Ford Coppola.
She is also Jason Schwartzman's mother. Yeah.
That would also make her aunt to Sofia Coppola and Nicholas Cage.
How did I not know all this before now?
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[15 Aug 2008|05:31am] |
Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please.
I try to find a way to make
All our little joys relate
Without that ever-present hate
But now I know that it's too late, and...
The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
So this is all I have to say.
The only way to win is cheat
And lay it down before I'm beat
And to another give my seat
For that's the only painless feat.
The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...
A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied 'oh why ask me?'
'Cause suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
...And you can do the same thing if you please.
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| Here is to another year closer to death. |
[21 Jul 2008|01:10pm] |
It's my birthday. Normally, this wouldn't be that big a deal (you don't really get anything fun for turning 24, except you have to get your driver's license renewed).
HOWEVER
I woke up this morning to a phone call from a woman at Volt (the company that staffs for Apple). I sent her my resumé about three weeks ago, and have been calling her every day, and never was able to track her down. I figured I was being ignored, and was preparing to just suck it up and go back to waiting tables. But no! I have an interview there in the morning. My mom offered to buy me a new belt for the occasion (and also since it's my birthday. Did I mention that it's my birthday? It's my birthday).
So... wish me luck? The position would be overnight (my friends Fred and Siobhan work it already. It's damn good money).
Keep 'em crossed for me.
P.S.
It's my birthday. I'm 24.
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