Monthly Archive for June, 2001

slack motherfucker

i hear the song on the radio...Last night was definitely a fun time. After work we all headed out to the NATION in DC. It’s in SE. Not the best of neighborhoods, but hey, it’s all good and fun. So i went with a part-timer in the DC101 Roadie, which is the souped up van. Fucking killer sound system in there. We didnt even really get lost. We sorta used the Yahoo directions as well which totally sucked my booty. Fucking awful, but I used my intuition and bizarrely got us there with ample time. When I got there, there was this incredibly cute girl waiting for me (she wasnt really- but i wanted her to be) – I guess she ran tickets for the NATION. But she seemed to know one of our Interns, so, #1- she’s prolly too young, or #2 i dont care that much, but it’s fun looking. I just wondered what she looked like underneath all that clothes. I dont even think I heard her utter a word. I should have gone up to her “So, do you like webmasters?!” Ha! Or “I touch FLOUNDERS boobies” Ha! So my mission was to collect great images for the night, which included band shots from the stage and with people from the station as well as all the clients. Fun! That maybe took up 10% of my time. The rest of the night was involved with running around pretending to really need the VIP passes, etc. The bands were middle of the road rock bands. The highlights were when EVERYTHING covered TRAIN IN VEIN by the Clash. If only they did all of london calling, they’d have had a chance. Actually they were quite fun. Very dancy and semi-Soul Coughing at least live. I’ve never seen or heard their CD. I wonder how that pans out. Smartbomb was ok. They are poppy rock. In a similar vein as Summercamp and TripleFast Action. All with those early punk influences. Then Seven Mary Three came out. And I hate to admit it, but i sorta got down with it. It was partially that they are the nicest people ever. You know, like when you are friends with another band in high school and you let them open for your band cos you know them, kinda thing. They did do a PRETENDERS cover. That was very cool. Thomas was exceptionally killer. He had on a fucking cool Black Sabbath tshirt and we talked for a while about the WHO. Bizarely enough Thomas is an incredibly guitarist. Oh yeah, and I noticed that SMARTBOMB’s singer cos a new MATCHLESS amp. So he obviously knows something about amps. We talked a little about russian tubes. Oh the geek factor was running pretty high.

So after that and all the take down I went back to the station, chatted with Jacqueline and Daniel in his alcoholic rage. There I worked on sifting thru the photos to put on the website for the morning. Then I chilled with the overnight DJs for a bit. Turns out LeeAnn who used to work at Y100 is going to be our MUSIC DIRECTOR. This is awesome, cos then our PROGRAM DIRECTOR (Buddy) will get a little slack and will be able to breathe again. She’s bad-ass too. So today I got up around 11am. Went to Subway then strolled in to work and got a little work done. I like this whole getting in to work at noon dealio. Works great for me. Also we just got an email today stating that all summer we get every other friday off. Come on! Does it get any better than that? I am in awe sometimes. Talk about a good work environment. Regardless…I like it, minus the Limp Bisquick they play.

you haven’t moved from that spot all night since you asked for a light
you little smokestack
you’ve wasted my time
i’d like to see you try and give it back yeah

chorus
i’m working
but i’m not working for you
slack motherfucker!

relax, sit down
i’ll kick that stool right out from under you
you ran out, sitting outside
well i can do the same thing too

chorus

chorus

you motherfucker!

candy candy candy

alley oop, muthafuckaSO!!!!

A good friend just participated in his (what I’m assuming to be) first sexual experience with more than one person. I believe the French call this a “menage a WHA????”

Or maybe that was just my reaction. Does Hallmark make cards for this kind of occasion? They should. I’m tired of having to cross out Congratulations “On Your Graduation” for things like Congratulations “On Your First Orgasm.”

And yes, I actually sent a card out for that once.

I was supposed to be going to NYC this weekend, but after train tickets and hotels and etc.etc.etc.; elle and her man decided they could not afford it. Well, ELLE could, but her MAN could not. And elle cannot afford to carry the weight of both payments. Alas. I suppose it’s going to be a cable-and-fast food kind of weekend at home. Maybe I’ll go to the pool.

I am covered with these horrible, swelling bugbites all over my legs. One on my earlobe and one on my jaw particularly itch. It sucks. Stupid bloodsucking skeeters.

Also, MattwithTwoT’s leaves for Alaska on Friday. I am mega-jealous, although I’ve heard there are skeeters the size of F-14’s in Alaska during the summer.

BASKETBALL STARTS HERE

Seeing as Mat doesn’t do “sports,” that leaves me. And, to an extent, I do do sports. I like sports. I definitely have preferences: baseball=good, football=sucks; college basketball=good; pro basketball=sucks. Squash= good. I think.

So for those of you who don’t care, excuse the below few paragraphs:

Anyways, the NBA draft was last night for those of you living under a rock, and out of the top 10 picks, only 3 have significant college experience (or something like that; I could be pulling these numbers out of my ass…) Now, when the top two picks for the draft are both high schoolers, I think something is not right in the world. “Here, you’re 18? Let me give you a few mil, cause you average 15 points a game. So you weren’t alive for Mondale. Fuckit.” Does anyone else see a problem with allowing these children to become professional athletes in their teen years? Basketball players are not like other teen athletes. A lot of these kids did not have private tutors at Wimbledon and the ability to take time off for judo championships, or whatever. They didn’t have equivalent parental support, because these parents worked 3 jobs to feed them. When college is presented to them, they should be ENCOURAGED TO ATTEND. Not flashed money.

These kids are going to take at least 3 years to mature into a worthwhile player, so you have to look at this as an “investment move.” Okay, fine, I can handle that. But then you are gambling on them A) remaining injury-free, B) not getting in trouble with the law and (so much power and money and influence! When I was 18 and was handed that kind of package, I’d be rotting in jail for SOMETHING I did, you can bet on it.) and C) staying with the team that picked them! After a few years of maturing, these kids are just going to become free agents anyway. What the fuck.

You can tell me all you want that this Kwame Brown’s move was a respectable one…. he says he is going straight to the pros to help out his family financially. And yes, that is respectable. But if I were his mother, I’d tell him to do something even more respectable… go to college and get a degree, THEN go to the pros. I could live in semi-poverty for four more years. It would be worth it to me. And then when my son blows his knee out, he can still have a wonderful, lucrative career as an engineer or teacher or artist or poet. Or whatever.

Even when people decide college is not the route for them, very rarely are they handed a few million to play, essentially, a GAME. The majority society works in jobs they probably don’t love, earn just enough money, and can’t afford a whole lot extra. Okay, so these guys have horrible travel schedules, hours of workouts and practices a day, too much time away from family and friends, etc. etc. All I’m saying is, we as a society do not reward firefighters and people that run food banks and EMTs with the same salary as ENTERTAINERS. It amazes me.

I will say for the record that most of these youngsters appear to be respectable human beings. Let’s just hope the NBA doesn’t fuck them up too badly. I wish them luck and maturity beyond their years.

BASKETBALL ENDS HERE

POLITICS

Ha ha, just kidding. But if you want to read something that will make you vomit up blood, read this link:

God’s Hero Disguised a Primo Asshole:

http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2001/06/27/waagner/index.html

shake appeal

i need hopeArg!

I have been waiting to see UNBREAKABLE since it was in the theatres…I didnt get to see it there or then….then I had to wait forever to watch it when it came out on video…it came out today…I went to the store after dinner to pick it up…I started watching it and halfway thru i had to move downstairs to finish it, cos Mom wanted her room back…along the way downstairs I dropped the video on the floor…it shattered in 100 pieces….arg…i hate shit like this…

I just wanna watch the movie! I almost lost it…but i tried to fix it downstairs…but that didnt work. So fuck it. I think this is either a message from god that I am clumsy or that I need to invest in a DVD Player. I read somewhere that VCRs have the most moving parts of anything in your house. So needless to say I am now sitting here in front of the computer with nothing to do.

Why are my friends so fucking predictable? Why dont they ever randomly go to the beach? Why dont they go to the movies? Why dont they go to an art show? Why dont they go to the park? Why dont they go play golf? I think I am having more fun with people at work. I am going to see this movie on Thursday. It’s called HEAVY METAL PARKING LOT. Or something. But random, unexplained shit like that rocks. Or maybe it’s just a rhetorical question that can never be answered. I am really feeling a large change coming in my life. Something definately has to change. I feel dumb. I feel I havent learned anything in a long time. Maybe I just need to build another Theremin. Soldering definitely makes me feel better. Or at least creating something from nothing. I also think I want a Polaroid. I think I need something more immediate in my life. This could be it. It could be my summer project outside of getting my label set up. I think those I-Zones are what I am gonna end up getting, but they are way trendy. I wonder what I’ll do. I’ll prolly pass on it, unless I can find a silver one. Or not. Or. I. I. I. I.

One week from today I wont be sitting where I am now. Instead I will be en route to my vacation destination. I cant tell you how excited I will be to get away for even this short time I will have. This must be the place. Or at least the time for me. I deserve it. I deserve something good. Or even better. And I pray there are no women asian drivers there. God I hope so…Wow, two god references already in my post. Hrmph.

notdoitdoitdoug: hi hi
mat hello!
notdoitdoitdoug: do wa dididi dum di do
mat there she was?
notdoitdoit doug: just a walkin’ down the street
notdoitdoitdoug: singin’
notdoitdoitdoug: do wa dididi dum di do
mat you got the flavah
notdoitdoitdoug: do i?
mat u do
notdoitdoitdoug: i can kick out the jams my friend

(and shit like that fucking rules)