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8-31-06, 4:48 AM

Look at these guys, Colton. No sheep is safe tonight.

Music: The Crystal Method - Roll it Up

I did all I could to avoid it, but I've basically been guilt-tripped into going to lake house in Alabama for Labor Day weekend, despite having to work during that period and I still haven't been able to find someone to cover for me. I know I don't get to see my aunt and uncle that often anymore since they moved to Florida, but I think spending five days there is a bit excessive. Seeing the lake and the Tennessee River will be pleasant, I'm sure, but I imagine that after a day it will get old. I'm trying to see how many books I can cram into a backpack along with DVDs, my laptop and GameCube.
Oh well, I leave later this morning and will return Monday night if everything goes according to plan. My computer will remain active so I'll still be able to get messages barring any intervention by weather or Blake.

I'll update the What to Think section before I go.

-K.

goddamn it
 

8-26-06, 6:23 AM

Bring in the logic probe!

Music: Nick - Doctor Who Regenerations 2006

My Very Eager Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas.

I really don't know what to think of Pluto not being a planet anymore, other than being a little sad and disturbed. I could understand us possibly finding farther flung planets, but actually stripping one of its planetary status? Have we run so dry in advanced in astronomy that this becomes a major issue? Like a geriatric still clinging to VHS, I don't think I'm just prepared for that sort of change. The greatest tragedy here is that I'll never be able to listen to that 2 Skinnee J's song the same way again.
You know, we start calling Pluto a big asteroid and it might just act like one. I had started thinking about writing a short story about The Asteroid Formerly Known As Planet Pluto smashing into earth, killing a large portion of the population, knocking it out of orbit and driving everyone underground to escape the freezing surface. I know that it doesn't have a lick of scientific logic, what I do know is that it has a strange comedic potential.

I made a tiny bit of headway writing a new episode of The Apocalypse Man, with a cold opening that feels just a little Venture Bros.-esque. Usually that amounts to some action and several people dying by the hands of ridiculous characters.

Had an interview with Waldenbooks that I don't think went terribly well, mostly because the call I had received told me that they were interviewing several people and that I could stop by anytime between 1:45 and 3:30. So imagine my surprise when I showed up at 3:00 and was told I was supposed to be there at 1:45, and things didn't get much smoother from there, as at that point I decided I would just be as brutally honest I could about the questions I was asked, like how much I hate certain kinds of customers at Spencer's. I also came to the realization that as much as I would like to work in a bookstore, one completely staffed by humorless, middle-aged women might not be the ideal choice, so even if by the grace of god I get the job I might not even want to take it.

UPDATE: I finally had a zombie dream where I had to fight hordes of the undead in a movie theater, mostly with bizarrely-shaped tools and it was hard to find one that had decent heft. I also spent lots of time running, getting past slower, older people. I'm not sure what that means, maybe I should become a carpenter.
Also, before I forget this idea again I want to commit it to a permanent place. In the spring I had an idea for a game that involved you playing a character that had a pet bear that every night it managed to get loose and murder an innocent person, so the actual gameplay was tracking your bear down and getting it to safety and cleaning up the crime scene as best as possible before the police arrived. I think the working title was CSI: Bear. This was based on a dream as well.

-K.

I'd say I rate about a 5 or 6 on customer service
 

8-22-06, 4:11 AM

Pay no attention to the man in the trunk.

Music: Guster - Fa Fa

ALL RIGHT, YEAH! LET'S DO IT! LET'S UPDATE THIS BITCH! LET'S GET IT ON, YEAH!

I've spent a good twenty minutes sitting here trying to think of something to update about and that was all that's come out so far. I thought trying to manufacture some fake energy would help, but it obviously hasn't. That also doesn't translate very well into the realm of static text.

I'm here at Webster again because I came with the intentions of writing, since the thoughts I've had about what I want to do with my life seem to keep leaning towards the field of television writing and if I want to have any hope making that future a reality I should probably start, y'know, writing. I've had The Apocalypse Man on the brain again, because I envisioned a story arc in which he has to stamp out the few remaining smoldering (radioactive) embers of communism before they come aflame once more. Really, I just wanted to create some ridiculous Russian supervillains.

Warning, a rape joke lies ahead.

I recall overhearing in a conversation about gas coming back down to around $2.60 a gallon being described as cheap and I had a good think or two about that, because it's still so painfully not cheap compared to just a few short years ago. I know it seems like a relief to some because we've just sort of been rolling with it as it eventually broke the three-dollar barrier, but that doesn't mean we should be singing any praises. Imagine you've gone your entire life not being raped, and I sincerely apologize if you have to try hard to put yourself in that scenario, then imagine that a triple-dicked gorilla leaps from a bush and starts to beat you savagely. That'd be pretty horrible, but he doesn't stop there, he drags you kicking and screaming to his dark lair and begins to have his way with you... for months. Eventually he stops, and after all this time you rejoice at even the slightest respite, but the gorilla isn't leaving, he's still there, and the potential for further rape is quite real, so celebrating is really kind of silly.
That's how I look at gas prices.

I'm also certain there must be a Japanese hentai film that has a similar plot.

-K.

going ape
 

8-7-06, 5:32 AM

Tell your god to ready for blood.

Music: Guster - Satellite

Updated the What to Think section, finally. I really do hope most of you check out the new Guster album, it's been pretty much the only thing I've been listening to for the last couple weeks.

So after having about a week off work I've fallen back into nocturnal sleeping hours and haven't been able to pull myself out, typically going to bed in the middle of the afternoon and waking up just an hour or two after midnight. Yesterday, sitting around the house at 8 AM, looking at the Weather Channel's website I saw that we would steadily be careening towards 97 degrees during the day. I wagered it would get pretty uncomfortable and it would be something I'd want to stay out of for the day, so I went to the zoo. I have no explanation.

I hadn't really been there in over a decade, not counting the morning I went there for less than an hour to snap a couple pictures for a "motion & action" assignment in a photography class that was due later that day, they've added a few things to the place. The penguin and puffin exhibit is nice and cold and if there had been benches there I never would've left. I hit it a second time before I left just to cool off, but then I went out the wrong exit and spent 30 minutes walking to my car in climbing temperatures anyway. None off the bigger apes were out while I was there, which was disappointing, but I did stop by the primate house for a while. Sitting on a bench, watching a pair of Dusky-leaf Monkeys run about, play, groom each other, using their hands as tools to swing and climb and clear away brush in their cage, I also paid some attention to the family of hicks that had been wandering around, and they remarked about how amazing their activities were. With no small amount of melancholy I thought that these people also probably don't believe in evolution. Not wanting to end this on a bitter note I should say that I was thankful, for the children at least, that the family had made tracks before one of them began masturbating.

I really ought to hit the science center and art museum like I have been planning to for a while now, since this trip has reminded me that there's plenty of free entertainment to be had in this town and I should appreciate it more.

-K.

been digging to china

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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