Still crazy after all these years

HEY.. i'm still here.. just forgot about this blog..

don't get strung out by the way i look,

don't judge a book by it's cover.

i'm not much of a man by the light of day

but by night i'm not much of a blogger either.. :)

Holy Freakin Crap, I Got My Freakin' Dream Job!!!

A few months ago I got a phone call from a guy that I used to work with.
He told me that he had recommended me to a contractor as an expert on EDI.
I said that was fine and pretty much let it drop after that.
Then last night I got a phone call from this guy. Apparently they want me to work nights and weekends from home getting their EDI system set up. And I'll be getting paid BIG money to do this. So basically, I work whatever hours I want to work, I send in an invoice, I get paid a big sum of money.

HOW FREAKIN' SWEET IS THAT???

Well tonight is my first night of working, so I'm pretty excited about it.
Once I get home from my regular job I'll grab some dinner and start working on my new job.
If I could only eliminate the need for sleep.

I've decided to start something that probably seems lame but what the hell it's my blog.. I'm gonna start posting lyrics to songs that I think are really good.

The first song I'm going to post is Here's to the Halcyon by Old 97's. I'm a huge fan of this band and their latest album Blame it on Gravity hasn't disappointed me so far. It's a little unusual for me to like this type of song since it has such an overbearing Christian ilk, it even sounds like some form of electo-bluegrass, but nevertheless; I love it.


Here's to the Halcyon - Old 97's - Blame it on Gravity

Get me through this Lord and I'll do anything you say
Live right ,read the good book, I'll settle down and pray
When Gabriel blows his horn I know things might not go my way
Get me through this Lord an I'll do anything you say

Pluck me from this driftwood Lord I'll be a better man
Raise me from the deep sea in the palm of your great hand
Let me see tomorrow and I'll try to understand
How the sinking of my little vessel fits into your plan.

Here's to the Halcyon
Forever may she rest
At the bottom of the ocean
For the good Lord knows best
You made her from lumber
And you gave her to the sea
Now good Lord what do you
Propose to do with me.

Get me through this Lord and I'll devote my life to you
Things look pretty bleak right now but I know you'll come through
I've squandered my good fortune and my other fortune too
Get me through this Lord and I'll devote my life to you

I cannot change my past mistakes
I've led a life devoid of virtue
Either way, the man I am
Is dead and gone even though I know
The past can come around to hurt you

Get me through this Lord and I will never drink again
I'll pour over my Bible and I'll pour out all my gin
I'll prove to you a sinning man can turn his back on sin
Gimme some fresh water Lord, I'll never drink again

Here's to the Halcyon
Forever may she rest
At the bottom of the ocean
For the good Lord knows best
You made her from lumber
And you gave her to the sea
Now good Lord what do you
Propose to do with me.

Here's to the Halcyon
Forever may she rest
At the bottom of the ocean
For the good Lord knows best
You made her from lumber
And you gave her to the sea
Now good Lord what do you
Propose to do with me.

Long time, no Blog

I haven't posted anything to the blog in a long time. That's kind of my modus operandi. I tend to start things then lose interest then pick them back up again. I used to take Ritilin, but I got tired of the sparkles in my brain so I just live with it now.

Lunchbox got a new 50" plasma TV yesterday and I helped him install it.
Lunchbox and I watched Spiderman 3, I hated it and so did lunchbox.

Lunchbox, tired of being morbidly obese, signed up for a surgery to make him lose weight. It's called Laparoscopic Gastric Band, Lap-Band for short. Basically they're going to tie a rubberband around his stomach to make it smaller. Once the surgery is done, he won't be able to eat more than 4 ounces of food at a meal. He's had to go through a lot of prelimenary procedures and councelling sessions and seminars before he was approved. The surgery is going to be June 9th. I guess this means I'll have to come up with a new nickname for him since he won't be fat anymore. He's a drummer, so I might start calling him "Sticks".

I finished the latest version of the program I write for work. Now I'm feeling kind of depressed. I always get this way when I finish a project. I get so involved in the project that when it's over I don't really know what to do with myself.

I took 2 days vacation to go to an Eddie Izzard stand up show this week, but I ended up not going to see Izzard because one of my friends needed help moving a 50" plasma TV. I could have gone back to work for those two days but I figured I've already done all the paperwork, I'm gonna enjoy two days of lazy bliss; and enjoy them I have.

Halloween v. Halloween

Last night Diesel, Johnathan Orion, and I settled ourselves into a freezing unfinished basement with a DVD player and a projector. Our sole purpose was to compare and contrast the original John Carpenter's Halloween to the more recent Rob Zombie Halloween. Out of respect we watched John Carpenter's first. I had never seen the original Halloween, having only recently had my eyes opened to the beauty that is the horror genre. The thing that surprised me about this flick was how slow building it was. At the beginning the nurse gets kinda fucked up a little, but not killed. After that it's a slow burn until Michael starts doing his grizzly business. And you know what?, I kinda liked that, while not as visceral an experience as most modern horror flicks the slow progression of events and the "cat and mouse" game was just creepy enough to let the situation sink in to the viewers mind. The open ending which has become clichè in this genre was shockingly original at the time the movie was made. Jamie Lee Curtis was the only character that I didn't hate immediately. Her two friends and their boyfriends were the reason God created serial killers.

Rob Zombie's Halloween was the next to be projected across the wall of Johnathan Orion's basement. It started with... wait let me explain something first, I swear. I swear a lot. I don't mind swearing in movies, songs, radio programs, churches, children's programming or any other venue. That being said, they cussed too much in this damn movie. Every other word was on George Carlin's list. The swearing was so over the top that it kind of became the star of the movie for the first several minutes. Michael's step-father vomits profanity toward him and his mother, and talks about how hot his step-daughter's ass is. But after a while the language toned down. One of the first big differences that I noticed between this film and the original was that the Laurie character (played by Jamie Lee Curtis in the original) was now as annoying and slaughter worthy as the rest of the characters. Oh and Michael was fucking HUGE in this one.. like 8 feet tall. This flick focused more on what made Michael the way he was, instead of the things he did. It ends at the same point that the original movie did, but it starts much earlier in Michael's life. It cites that his abusive home life and violent predisposition turned the sweet little boy into a monster. This wasn't touched on in the original Halloween at all, and I liked it better that way. I'm a weirdo, but I always find myself cheering for the killer in these movies anyway, so why are you trying to make me feel sorry for him? I inferred from the fact that he wears a Halloween mask and carries a big fucking knife which he habitually uses on copulating teenagers that he probably wasn't the most well adjusted of human beings, you don't need to drive the point home by showing me every gnarled branch on his dysfunctional family tree. This flick was much more violent and "in your face" with the gore than the original, which made it more fun to watch. and there were a few twists made on the original that were nice to see. For example, when the dork that just finished banging Laurie's slutty friend #2 comes back into the bedroom wearing a sheet with his glasses on over it, it shows Michael killing him and donning the sheet before killing her. Overall this movie was okay, but it suffered from too many endings. And there was a pretty week tie-in between Laurie crying at the end of the movie and her crying in her crib as a baby.

Overall, you have to respect the original Halloween, it was a well done psychological horror movie. The remake was adequate as a horror movie, but can't really stand up to it's predecessor.

Presidents Day

Presidents Day
George Washington sacrificed his birthday so that we might have a long weekend; however, my company doesn't celebrate President's day. And in lieu of current events (well 8 years ain't so current) I think I'm beginning to understand why. What ever happened to our "Hero" presidents? When was the last time we had a Commander-in-Chief that inspired us as a nation? Washington was known for his honesty. Lincoln was known for pulling himself up by the bootstraps. Reagan was known for his fuzzy economics. Clinton was known for his cum stain, and "Dubya" is going to go down in history as a war/hate/fearmonger.

Maybe it's time to reconsider this particular holiday altogether.

Ok, I'm off my soapbox now..
Happy presidents day

My Ex - Xbox, Robo Vampire

My Ex-Xbox

I sold my Xbox today, Johnathan Orion wants one to mod and I haven't touched mine in over a year. He's giving me a wireless access point in exchange so I'm pretty stoked. Next step: get my DVRed movies to transfer to my server machine.

Robo Vampire

Beer and Bad Movie night rendered a gem(truly outrageous!) of celluloid perfection this weekend.
Robo Vampire
Overview
Director: Joe Livingstone
Writer: William Palmer (writer)
Release Date: 1988 (USA) more
Plot Summary: Narcotics agent Tom Wilde is given a second chance at life after being shot and killed. In a futuristic experiment, agent Wilde is returned to life as an Android Robot. He is sent on a very dangerous mission into the depths of the golder Triangle to rescue Sophie, a beautiful undercover agent who has been captured by the evil drug warlord Mr. Young and his inhuman creation the Vampire Beast.

Now I feel as though I should warn you these are not American Vampires.. they are Chinese Vampires, which apparently are Rabbit-Monkeys with Bottle Rockets.
Chinese Vampires hop everywhere they go and they look like monkeys in robes. Their big "power" is to fire bottle rockets out of their robes. If you stick a piece of paper on their head they will fall asleep. Also, they can sometimes be avenged by the ghost of their American lover who can be killed by writing on her tits.
I'm not kidding...

This movie didn't even have any closing credits.. it was that bad.. it just suddenly said "THE END" and went back to the DVD menu.

Diesel,Rock,God.

My friend Diesel is in a Christian band. To hear a little of his band click here

This video was shot using a camcorder, so the quality is actually pretty good given the circumstances.