Maybe this is why we are in bed with the Israelis (not thats its neccesarily a bad thing)... Holy shit imagine if Bush was actually fighting the good fight... I don't even want to think about how much "I told you so" bullshit we'd get from some pretty fucking stupid, old, red state people... Ugh just thinking about makes me fuckin scared. I can see Bush now doin some horrid old white man dance and screaming "IN YO' FACE!!"... Chaney rips of his old man mask and its really that fat guy Norm from Cheers. yikes.... Bush gets on the TV and is laughing and saying shit like "oh shit... hahah ya'll though i was the anti-christ and shit... oil? fuck some oil bitch hahaha". You ever been in a play arguement with a friend and he/she starts to loose and they bring up some deep personal shit and everyone starts laughing? Or taking a basketball to the face while a squad of teenage cheerleaders laugh at you... it would be like that... but globally.
Hey here is another link to that same site... They're making a hydrogen car that makes it own fuel.. well kinda. Click Here. Its nice to see that news is coming out of there that doesn't involve people strapped with nail bombs blowing themselves up in shopping plazas... it sucks to see that no one wants to cover it. Have a nice day!
A story of aliens, ghosts and gas prices... and some tips on bathroom behavior
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Of Hydrogen Cars, Bush and "IN YO' FACE!"
Smoking....
I don't do it anymore... which is pretty damn amazing. I haven't smoked (consistantly) in like 3 months or something like that. Pretty crazy... Zoloft(welbutrin) is the shizzy... works double time on me if your on it and know what i mean... haha he oh... thats so not funny. There have been times I've wanted a cig but then I remember that these damn pills make them taste like inhaling the smoke from burning 10 day old bucket monkey sperm. Not pleasant... not even a little bit... which is cool with me because thats what my lungs think I'm doing when I smoke... yeah they don't like it either. Better living through chemicals...or something to that effect, thats what my old shrink had on his business cards... sweet. Which brings me to my next point... wait i don't have one...oh yeah... fuck smoking... for me I mean. If you're still enjoying it more power to ya. I'm not going to be one of those people who quit smoking and then are all about joining the anti smoking crusades.... fuck that. Every American citizen has the right to poisen his or herself as long as they are deriving some sort of pleasure from it and it doesn't make you loose your job ;) sorry pot smokers... I fuckin hate pot and all the peace through extreme lazyness it promotes... try cocaine... you'll last longer if your shot during the new civil war you patiulli wearing sandle whore... ehhgmm anyways... so yeah I quite smoking. I highly recommend you try it. I'm feeling better already you piece of shit...
My 4 hours in Harlem
So this weekend I went to see a friend out in Harlem... I like saying that I went to Harlem... even if gentrification has transformed most of it... and I do mean most of it... it stil ain't cool for for white folks to roll around some places... hooray for urban sprall... ha. Anyways, so I went to Harlem to see my old buddy Turbo... I got there late because of there only being like 2 pay lanes out of 10 into the Lincoln Tunnel. People from New Jersey don't do EasyPass TM... yeah so back to me going to Harlem and Turbo... so I get there late and Turbs has left the joint I was supposed to meet him at and I don't have his number... I jump into fix it mode and call Trevor and ask him to send a myspace message to Turbo to have him call me. That doesn't work so I call my girlfriend to start complaining. That works.. then I get her to look at the invite in my comments and see if there is a phone number. Nope, no number but there is his t-mobile 2 way thingy email address... she suggests that I text him at this email... I suggest that seeing as she has a full keyboard in front of her that she email him for me... she agrees.... 30 minutes more of sitting in front of a club in Harlem and bam my phone rings and Hooray its Turbo!! He's downtown with his girl at this other club which is more like a deli converted into a club spot... good music but unfortunatly no cold cuts.... I got there like 20 minutes before the club was about to close so at least they didn't make me pay. What was wierd is that all of the overweight black door guys looked familiar.... so yeah then we went to a diner and I stared at some columbian dude's (who oddly enough was dressed like the Captain from The Captain &Taneal) girlfriend whilst talking about the good ol' days of Lo' wear and afterparties and on about how everything fell apart and how some people still couldn't let go... good times. I would just like to add that if you sell drugs eventually you will rob someone and get robbed in retaliation or vice versa... deal with it... no pun intended...hehehe. Oh yeah and don't act too hard because the person who will topple you will have to that much harder. Think of it as an investement in your turn to get robbed. Being a super dick will make you get extra fucked in the end. Hmmm... I am glad that era ended in me never getting robbed...lol. I never thought it would be my whole life nor did I take it very seriously so maybe that was my saving grace. That and the fact that I sucked at it...lol. Ahhh Harlem... it was good to see my old friend and I plan on getting out there again during the day to go buy some shoes and clothes and what have you.
Aside from my visit to Turbo I discovered that NYC had turned into a hipster nightmare... it looked alot like miami actually. Maybe I was in the wrong part of town... The Village, Soho and the Lower East Side are probably the same...(as they have always been i mean) I like those places as opposed to the spikey hair urban outfitter clad norm-show that I saw driving around the clubs by W 14th street near the West Side Highway... I spoke to T about the Roxy and the Octagon... No more Octagon but the Roxy was still open. He says they have a nice rollerskate jam if you're ok with the all gay... which is cool but not cool at the same time. Anyways this post is over. It was good to see my friend and to drive around Harlem and downtown Manhatten at 6am... Next time I am bringing my gf so's there will be no time wasted ;)
Aside from my visit to Turbo I discovered that NYC had turned into a hipster nightmare... it looked alot like miami actually. Maybe I was in the wrong part of town... The Village, Soho and the Lower East Side are probably the same...(as they have always been i mean) I like those places as opposed to the spikey hair urban outfitter clad norm-show that I saw driving around the clubs by W 14th street near the West Side Highway... I spoke to T about the Roxy and the Octagon... No more Octagon but the Roxy was still open. He says they have a nice rollerskate jam if you're ok with the all gay... which is cool but not cool at the same time. Anyways this post is over. It was good to see my friend and to drive around Harlem and downtown Manhatten at 6am... Next time I am bringing my gf so's there will be no time wasted ;)
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