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I visited Alan's new digs at the Planet Ant yesterday. It's sparse, but right up Alan's eccentric spartan nature. Plywood and luan walls, a bed, and a nintendo with a half bent rf adaptor. In short, it's a stripper and a weedfarm away from paradise. Its really awesome he landed such good digs as that scenic job with an apartment.
I guess Zac is back at home now too.
I'm starting to worry about how i'm going to pay the bills this summer. My job search hasn't exactly been fulfilling. I just won't be a waiter. I'll subjugate myself into shoveling horse shit into a fertilizer truck, but so help me if I have to empathize with one more douchebags hamburger concerns i'm just gonna kill something. I think I could make burrito's pretty well though. If I got free zumba, or even relatively discounted Zumba I would work there in a heartbeat. I do think it a worthy goal in life to aspire towards being as much a burrito aficionado as Mike Nicley. He did afterall, two years in a row, eat two qdoba burritos in less than 3 minutes to be crowned KING of all burritos, they were his serfs and east lansing was his fiefdom.
That reminds me of how much I actually miss the long drives and the forced solitude they provided when I had to commute back and forth from E. Lansing. Sometimes I think better of it, but others... even just 2 years ago things were simpler. Even when I didn't have a real residence, lived 60 miles away from my job, things were easier.
or maybe after two years, i only remember the good things because its not worth holding onto all that bad.
I found a pair of new lime green nike running shows yesterday. At Packard, in a giant illegal dumping ground. Alan came along with me to get some Spanish Tiles from a warehouse shipping crate. I had remembered seeing them many moons ago in the northeast corner of the supply house. We found them, but also alot of peoples stuff. Random things mostly, brik-a-brak and knick-knacks. Old books, a busted briefcase, piles of clothes, christmas decorations, a pile of stuffed animals (of which, if you're heading east on I-94 out of detroit, look up at the ruinous skyline and see if you can't spot our favorite, hanging out on the seventh floor, overlooking the highway. You can't miss him. Unless the extreme gusts have blown him off the building seven stories to his fluffridden deathbed.
That place is seriously going to the dogs though. People have ripped and torn so much of the metal skeleton of that building away, and weather has taken care of the outside. Its no wonder the thing is falling in on itself. It still exudes an energy, but it doesn't feel as magic as it once did. There is no mystery left. Now it just feels... sad. even close to angry.
Newsflash, my kitties are fuzzy. more bulletins as events warrant.
When I left hamtramck yesterday I was about to get back on I-75 at Holbrook, when i happened to look down from the stoplight and notice a glint on the sidewalk. Upon further inspection, and grabbing of my camera, I zoomed in to realize the pool of reflection before me, was just bullet casings littered about the ground, flitting light about them. The really odd thing was, most of the bullets were to different types of guns. I know I saw 9mm and some kind of long rifle casing.
Heh. Detroit.
My car died last night. again. Actually, no. My car is fine. I turned it on and it started great. I had the radio cooking and the windows rolled down and then I went to shift out of park. Nothing. DAMN BUTTON WONT BUDGE. This has happened 2-3 times in the last month or so. Theres even a contingency for it in my car manual. There is a little slot where you can depress and manually release the lever, so I pushed it and, it didn't work. So I called Shane, and shane left me his phone, mine died after calling him, and then TRIPLE AAA sent jess's towing service (from waaaay over on Jefferson and Beaconsfield. right next to my aunt jackies house)
I met a man named Hassan, 26, going to wayne state too. He towed me back to his shop, where he said they'd look at it and guaranteed better and cheaper work than the dealership. (and for what they charged me before, I believed him) so i'm waiting on a call back about my car again.
I have a show that needs to be built and painted by the fourth and i've barely gotten started. I guess it's really just one wall, a railing, and this roof thing, but "this roof thing" is going to be the bane of my fucking life I just know it.
Luckily I have bought many a videogame this week, two xbox live arcade games, Geometry Wars Redux and Peggle ( a very interesting variation on Plinko with powerups) not to mention an actual purchase of Halo Wars.
I need to take a serious break from Fallout 3 for awhile. I hear the music everywhere constantly, I'll play resident evil 5 or gears of war and keep trying to put an enemy in VATS for a head shot... no dice. Man, just writing about makes me want to just boot it up for a second, yeah, just a second... never hurt anybody...
damn no.
This xbox's video cords broke again awhile back and I just decided since Shane has an hdtv, why not just get an hdmi video cord. the difference has been extreme. The amount of detail and polish, the crisp accuracy of it all, god it just makes me a little horny. WISTFUL, I MEAN WISTFUL.
Let's see... what else is news?
I'm reading a fantastic book, Barbarians at the Gate, about the hostile corporate takeover of RJR Nabisco in the late eighties. When I'm done i'm going to watch the HBO movie version, came out at the turn of the century. I love saying that. Turn of the century. The Turn of the Century , yep, nope, doesn't get old.
I guess there isn't anything left to do today, and it is only 11:30 in the morning then play video games, watch star trek TNG on my DVR, and hope that repairs for my car don't go over 500 dollars.
See Nettey, sometimes I do write in this thing.
I guess Zac is back at home now too.
I'm starting to worry about how i'm going to pay the bills this summer. My job search hasn't exactly been fulfilling. I just won't be a waiter. I'll subjugate myself into shoveling horse shit into a fertilizer truck, but so help me if I have to empathize with one more douchebags hamburger concerns i'm just gonna kill something. I think I could make burrito's pretty well though. If I got free zumba, or even relatively discounted Zumba I would work there in a heartbeat. I do think it a worthy goal in life to aspire towards being as much a burrito aficionado as Mike Nicley. He did afterall, two years in a row, eat two qdoba burritos in less than 3 minutes to be crowned KING of all burritos, they were his serfs and east lansing was his fiefdom.
That reminds me of how much I actually miss the long drives and the forced solitude they provided when I had to commute back and forth from E. Lansing. Sometimes I think better of it, but others... even just 2 years ago things were simpler. Even when I didn't have a real residence, lived 60 miles away from my job, things were easier.
or maybe after two years, i only remember the good things because its not worth holding onto all that bad.
I found a pair of new lime green nike running shows yesterday. At Packard, in a giant illegal dumping ground. Alan came along with me to get some Spanish Tiles from a warehouse shipping crate. I had remembered seeing them many moons ago in the northeast corner of the supply house. We found them, but also alot of peoples stuff. Random things mostly, brik-a-brak and knick-knacks. Old books, a busted briefcase, piles of clothes, christmas decorations, a pile of stuffed animals (of which, if you're heading east on I-94 out of detroit, look up at the ruinous skyline and see if you can't spot our favorite, hanging out on the seventh floor, overlooking the highway. You can't miss him. Unless the extreme gusts have blown him off the building seven stories to his fluffridden deathbed.
That place is seriously going to the dogs though. People have ripped and torn so much of the metal skeleton of that building away, and weather has taken care of the outside. Its no wonder the thing is falling in on itself. It still exudes an energy, but it doesn't feel as magic as it once did. There is no mystery left. Now it just feels... sad. even close to angry.
Newsflash, my kitties are fuzzy. more bulletins as events warrant.
When I left hamtramck yesterday I was about to get back on I-75 at Holbrook, when i happened to look down from the stoplight and notice a glint on the sidewalk. Upon further inspection, and grabbing of my camera, I zoomed in to realize the pool of reflection before me, was just bullet casings littered about the ground, flitting light about them. The really odd thing was, most of the bullets were to different types of guns. I know I saw 9mm and some kind of long rifle casing.
Heh. Detroit.
My car died last night. again. Actually, no. My car is fine. I turned it on and it started great. I had the radio cooking and the windows rolled down and then I went to shift out of park. Nothing. DAMN BUTTON WONT BUDGE. This has happened 2-3 times in the last month or so. Theres even a contingency for it in my car manual. There is a little slot where you can depress and manually release the lever, so I pushed it and, it didn't work. So I called Shane, and shane left me his phone, mine died after calling him, and then TRIPLE AAA sent jess's towing service (from waaaay over on Jefferson and Beaconsfield. right next to my aunt jackies house)
I met a man named Hassan, 26, going to wayne state too. He towed me back to his shop, where he said they'd look at it and guaranteed better and cheaper work than the dealership. (and for what they charged me before, I believed him) so i'm waiting on a call back about my car again.
I have a show that needs to be built and painted by the fourth and i've barely gotten started. I guess it's really just one wall, a railing, and this roof thing, but "this roof thing" is going to be the bane of my fucking life I just know it.
Luckily I have bought many a videogame this week, two xbox live arcade games, Geometry Wars Redux and Peggle ( a very interesting variation on Plinko with powerups) not to mention an actual purchase of Halo Wars.
I need to take a serious break from Fallout 3 for awhile. I hear the music everywhere constantly, I'll play resident evil 5 or gears of war and keep trying to put an enemy in VATS for a head shot... no dice. Man, just writing about makes me want to just boot it up for a second, yeah, just a second... never hurt anybody...
damn no.
This xbox's video cords broke again awhile back and I just decided since Shane has an hdtv, why not just get an hdmi video cord. the difference has been extreme. The amount of detail and polish, the crisp accuracy of it all, god it just makes me a little horny. WISTFUL, I MEAN WISTFUL.
Let's see... what else is news?
I'm reading a fantastic book, Barbarians at the Gate, about the hostile corporate takeover of RJR Nabisco in the late eighties. When I'm done i'm going to watch the HBO movie version, came out at the turn of the century. I love saying that. Turn of the century. The Turn of the Century , yep, nope, doesn't get old.
I guess there isn't anything left to do today, and it is only 11:30 in the morning then play video games, watch star trek TNG on my DVR, and hope that repairs for my car don't go over 500 dollars.
See Nettey, sometimes I do write in this thing.