Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Old Farts

After watching a few training videos in which people talk about how people in this country don't respect old people, I have to vent this somewhere. While I love my 92 year old grandmother, and I respect her for many things, I must say that the words "last one in the car is a nigger baby" have never passed through my lips. She can not say the same. Yet if you utter the word "fuck" in her range of hearing, which is sadly short these days, she is mortally offended.

I feel it is high time that old farts started taking responsibility for their contribution to the generation gap.

How many times have you heard the "uphill both ways in the snow barefoot" story in earnest! I say TOO MANY!!

How many times have you heard "kids these days don't know what an honest day's work is" while in line at Taco Bell from some old woman complaining to the clearly exhausted minimum- wage- earning teenager about getting too many onions on her burrito? TOO MANY TO COUNT!!

How many times have you heard "turn that crap down, you call that music, it's just noise" from a drunken gramp who can't really hear the music for what it is because he went to too many big band concerts when he was young and danced too near the trumpet section? BEYOND INFINITY!!

How many road must a young man walk down, before he's allowed to be free of the complaints and harrassments and cultural intolerance of old farts? I ALREADY USED BEEYOND INFINITY!!!!!!

I was going to build this up to a soul stirring climax calling for the eradication of all old farts via the Eskimo technique, but I love my grandma.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Martian Sand

Die on the chime it glows
Stand out on the red windows
I am not meant to be here
But I go with it
Not unline before
We ended up a bore
Just watch for the score
And you'll pay for it
This is nothing I can hear
Fight for what you conceive
To be what you are believed
Try not to shed a tear
When we bother you
Just open the door
We will cross the floor
Not unlike before
It has proven true
Crimson falls through fingers' dew
Crawling home on Martian Sand
That could never fill your hand
I am not meant to be here

Thursday, May 05, 2005

cinco

happy 5th of may.
tOniGht i played LineAge For tHe First Time. my fRIEnd maDe me. iT wAs qUite ExcITING bECauSe i'Ve chaTted witH peOplE onlInE BeFoRe, but To aLsO bE In a virtUal woRld and RunnIng arOund acTualLY (or VirTuaLly) dOinG stUFf wiTh TheM is ReAlLy suRreaL!
I mUst gO to beD nOw.
SilEnT EaGle, iF yoU aRe ChecKinG thiS, I hOpe yoU arE fEeliNg beTteR. SeE yoU soOn.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

I'm a white bastard

I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.

I've never had to try hard for anything. It was all handed to me.

I've never been fired from a job for my appearance. I've gotten every job I've applied for even though I wasn't necessarily qualified. I've never been accused of stealing by an employer. After all, I'm white. Let's not forget that I'm a white male. Heterosexual to boot.

I've never been harassed by ignorant people who didn't understand me. I've never been threatened with physical violence by those people, nor feared for my life because of their nonexistant threats.

My upbringing was practically utopian. My parents had no vices and never fought. I was never physically or emotionally abused by anyone with any authority over me.

I have been spoiled from a young age with affection from women, primarily because of my whiteness and my position in life. It makes me very happy and fullfilled.

I have always been able to afford my rent.

I love to rub these facts in the faces of those less fortunate. I hate most non white people, and I don't think much of women or homosexuals. They deserve their lot in life, and their struggles aren't that bad anyway, so what are they complaining about?

I vote Republican every time.

I've never stood up for, nor helped in any way, anyone less fortunate than me.

I'm a real white bastard, and I find this so inspiring that I always have plenty to say about it.