Saturday, May 31, 2003

This summer Youth of Today is going on a European tour (see Revelation Records and Fury Fest for details). It's their "Yeah, We Really Don't Have a Whole Lot Going on in Our Lives"-Tour '03.

I still haven't quite found the romance and heroism of running, yet. The exhaustion and pain, yes, but not the beauty. Maybe this weekend I'll rent some movies to help me, like The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner, Chariots of Fire, and Prefontaine. Oh, wait, my company didn't have enough money to pay us this week! I guess I'll just have to watch A Clockwork Orgy. Again. Today.
(sorry. imdb didn't have that last one listed.)

On the way to my kickboxing gym there's a porn store with a sign out front that reads "WE SUPPORT OUR TROOPS!" You know, for the discriminating pervert who wants to vote his morality with his dollar when he rents a copy of Anal Anarchy Vol. 23.

Tuesday, May 27, 2003

Have New Black Canvas Vans - Will Travel

On Friday, the Paramount Theatre showed The Big Sleep. Fifty-seven years later, it still holds up.
Carmen Sternwood: "Is he as cute as you are?"
Philip Marlowe: "Nobody is."

Monday, May 26, 2003

Today I had an awkward conversation with my mom where she grilled me on girls. It ended something like this:
SmallMom666: Maybe you should go on vacation with a male friend to some nice exotic island in the Caribbean where you could pick up women.
BigSleep666: Maybe that island will be Fire Island where I can make a new male friend.

Sunday, May 25, 2003

On Friday, a friend at work coined my new favorite phrase: "i totally botched a trotsky."

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