Just a general update on me, as though you cared

Hot water and hot showers are back! Andy still isn't, maybe one day it will stop hurricaning and he can come back. When he does, he will be surprised to find a small pile of mail from the hospital. Now he knows how I feel. Summer is over, and I'm glad to see it go. Soon will come glorious cold and darkness. I discovered that I am as good with stir-fry as I am with baking cookies. Other than that, nothing worthy of mention has really happened, well nothing I want to put out in public. I'm going to experiment with my wardrobe a bit for the month of october. Something to better reflect my affinity for death, just in time for Halloween. *UPDATE!* I made the dean's list. Whooooo!! The dean's list at a tech school. As Milton put it best, better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.

New Hobby

I started getting into making movies of World of Warcraft. It seemed fun, and what not. Plus, I get to show how pwr I really am. Check out my very first one:

http://files.filefront.com/ShiroiWSGwmv/;4174352;;/fileinfo.html

It's of my level 29 rogue, inside of Warsong Gulch. :)


(for those of you who don't know what this is,
 well... click it anyway, it's kinda interesting.)

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What have I done?

After listening all day to provoking music and inspiring lyrics... the old singer/songwriter part of me came out again. Something possessed me to browse MTV's website... I came upon a casting call type thing for singers/songwriters in/around the L.A. area. Now I know none of you have ever really heard me belt it out, but it's something I really love to do here in the AF now. I've gotten lots of compliments and even coined for the national anthem while I was deployed. Me... as I digressed... being the idiot I am, sent a recent picture and information to it. It could verily turn out in my favor but still... what am I thinking? lol Life is funny: Just when you think you want something, you start to get nervous and regret. We'll see what happens from it, probably nothing but still... it's a chance I never would have gotten if I wasn't in the Air Force. /salute

you are your own independent press

How many of you ever interweb the names of things? I mean such as names of bands and the such. For instance, who ever wanted to know what incubus means? Well, fuck pop culture for the moment - merely for the moment. Let's look at the lies of stuff we don't question. Twice a week I walk by Robert Morris College. Who the fuck was Robert Morris? A scumbag! that's who, who helped allow private banks to control the distribution of money. And he's honored!! And what about McCormic? Another bastard.

I want to all us informed blogers to investigate, by not more than a mere google of the name, of something named after some one that we don't even consider the history of why. There is a PR campaign going on that has stolen our martyrs from us. Fuck Robert Morris and his Bank of North America.

Just one name. Look around your school or street signs. Find something to investigate. Don't let historical amnesia allow those in power (real power - money/banking power) to go on running things without a little rage against this dying.

Pretending the echos belong to someone

Every week Andy ends up having to stay in Florida for another week. The apartment is empty, the showers are cold. The neighbors have dogfights with pit bull puppies. As the neighbors degrade in quality, the landlord degrades by an equal amount. But hey, at least this place is NOT on fire.

A Pissed out Kidney Stone Collects no Moss

so long as it's rolling.

Andy The Invincible has one weakness: the permeable culture of the near dead. The fogeys in Florida have bequeth upon our native son the gobstopper of the urethra, a kidney stone. No one need say that kidney stones are like childbirth for men. Andy has heard that one enough. I say, so much is his pain similar to child birth, that Andy now gets to add his voice to the abortion debate. "My Body My Choice," is said now with Andy in the chorus.

The main point of this post is so we have enough time before he gets back to come up with some kidney stone/urethra jokes. Much like we did about a certain somebody's spleen. Seriously though, we waited until we knew your weren't going to die.

How many times can you say I'm sorry, and really mean it?

The magic number seems to be 4 times. After that it is just assumed that you no longer care about who you hurt by doing something, because if you did you would have stopped doing it by that time. Or it's assumed that it is involuntary and cannot be controlled, in which case apologies aren't really necessary.

4 extra holes in my face

Well... actually in my mouth. I'm on Percocet, 800mg Motrins, and whatever else. I'm pretty drunkesque right now... just got all 4 wisdom teeth ripped from my face while i was on the IV with morphine, an anti-inflamatory (that he warned me, would make my groin start to itch worse than lice), and then whatever else the super-sleep dose he put in. Now... i'm just numb and can't eat! Yay for me... I'll be on World of Warcraft alot killing the low level alliance and ones near my level to pass the time until Monday when I go back to work. :) Love you guys... be safe and stop the h8 because 11 is greater than 8, so spread the H11 (pronounced: HELL-EVAN). :)

Inspired by Andy

How to win friends and influence people

Is it possible to hate somebody even though you don't want to hate them? What do I mean by this? Well, suppose you hated somebody. You have your reasons, but the fact that you hate them is making your life difficult. You don't want your life to be difficult, and you could overcome your hate, but something stops you: This person definitely hates you, and also for valid reasons. Because of this any attempt to reconcile or move past the hatred falls on deaf ears. The situation is not unlike the middle east peace issue. We hate them and they hate us, the problem is that even if we tried to stop hating them they would keep hating us, so what's the point? Peace and forgiveness must be a mutual process, with both parties desiring reconciliation. Compromise is a good start, but both parties must be willing to give up something. A one-sided attempt to repair relations cannot work. Until then, we are stuck with enemies we don't want.

It's a Brandon Update

I'm sunburnt

Andy. Andy? Who the Fuck is Andy?

Since Andy took advantage of Necro being away in China to libel his ass, I'll do the same to the man I owe so little to.

Fuck Andy! He doesn't impress me.

What's he ever done for me? Dylan, Zevon, Ween, (Vonnegut), Smoking, Brautigan, Car Fixings, Library. Yeah sure, but what lately? Nothing. Oh Captain my Civilian. That's right, Wild Turkey Rye has got me over the hump of soberacity.

Andy come back, I need you. Fucking Katrina. Now it's personal. None of you can hold a flame to Him.

Fuck Dan. What's your Andy story?

Now with 100% more brown!

The batteries were dead in my cd player all week. This forced me to spend some time listening to the radio. I don't recommend it. The boredom and hatred of all things broadcast led me to compile a list of occurances I witnessed. I hope they amuse you as much as they amused me.

1. Two people in a row yawning while driving.
While this in itself is probably not uncommon, these two particular drivers appeared to be going for the gold medal. The open mouth, recoiled and generally bizarre appearance led me to believe that these two drivers were about to drive into a lava flow. I fought the urge to look back and find out just what doom awaited their screaming faces.

2. A grossly obese woman fighting her stomach for control of the wheel.
I had a lot to write about this one, but it's too bizarre for words. I thought she was drunk for a few miles, only to later see that she was fighting to save all of us. Not just herself. From the hulking beast attempting to control her vehicle.

That's all for now.

Crisis, Conundrum, Catastrophe.....all begin with 'c'

Talk about yer fucked up situations. Old landlord doesn't pay bill. Gas gets disconnected. Old landlord sells building to new landlord. New landlord doesn't know that gas is disconnected. New tenants, and old tenants(myself) don't know who new landlord is or how to contact him about disconnected gas. Cold showers for all!! You might remember a similar problem cropping up a few months ago