Monthly Archive for October, 2001

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mat and astromat

al and zac have a doggy named shelby, she is horribly mistreated and al and zac might go to hell!  good times!So, my parents have a Commodore 84 in the attic of their house. I have been contemplating this thing for quite some time. It has no redeeming value, and at one time my brother stole the piss-poor monitor to hook up a thrift store Atari game. When we were 12 or so, it was already the biggest pile of shit ever, but you could play Lemmings on it and I actually typed a school paper on it one time too. It had a printer that had the holes on each side of the green-stripedy computer paper? Rad. It also had margins that you couldn’t change, so your paragraphs were only able to be 2 or 3 inches across. This machine serves no purpose.

I don’t want to tell Sig Other about it, because he has been dying to find a big piece of machineary to throw into a quarry in Harrisonburg, Va. Really just to see the splash. My mother was weakened almost to the point of giving Sig her old stove, but decide to donate it to charity at the last minute instead. Now he’s looking for a car. He thinks he can jump out in time. I don’t want to talk about it. Where was I?

Oh yes, the computer. I have a plan. There is really only one thing to do with it, and I have been contemplating the risks vs. benefits for some time now.

Piece by piece, I feel it should be eaten. This could take a long long time, but it could be done I think. I might be just the girl to do it. Really, the only thing that concerns me is lead poisoning. The actual eating of it wouldn’t be any big deal. I mean, we are talking over a year or two of saw off parts and incorporating them into my frozen dinners.

Burp. Also, I would need to borrow some kind of hacksaw for this.

PS I saw the Strokes last night. If you were on the O-M BB’s of Love, you could see what I said. But you aren’t. So what gives?

PPS You should definitely go read the Schumin Web. I can’t believe I haven’t brought this up before. It is Par Excelence!


man i’m just tired and bored with myself

nj never felt so good...Soundtrack of the day:: Bruce Springsteen: greatest hits, Soul Coughing: ruby vroom, Jamiroquai: A funk odyssey, Bob Dylan: love and theft, Ozzy Osbourne: down to earth, The Ramones: Leave Home (props to Christy for the ones on SONY)

OK, i’ll be the first to admit i hate saxaphones. I cant stand them for the most part. Sax solos typically make me want to gag. There are a few exceptions. Clarence Clemmons, John Zorn, John Coltrane, & Dana Colley. Above all, just saying Clarence Clemmons brings a smile to my face. Totally knows when not to play and never once over played. There was one other that i cant place. Hmmmmm.

This weekend was pretty cool. I never did get to clean my room, which I guess was worth it in the end. Saturday night was that halloween party. Then sunday Christy and Morgan invited me out to a movie at Dupont Circle. At first i was pretty hesitant, as those are my reflexes. But, it was David Lynch’s new one and i really needed to just get out. It was actually quite good. Not that he’s really done bad. Although i never liked that Lost Highway movie. But that tailgating scene RULES!!! I didnt know that Morgan had never seen a David Lynch movie. (which explained why she was the only person in the theatre laughing at the woman masturbation scene) So i think she was pretty confused. It was cool seeing all the people come out of the theatre with their different explanations for their dates. what just happened? A man with a Yarmulka and Talit came out of the theatre and i wispered in Christy’s ear that that was a Jewish man, but I dont think she heard me, nor understood. It was very humorous to me at that time. Then we took Morgan home cos i think it was past her cewfew and i met Father Morgan. Nice guy with pretty mediocre handshake, but very poilte none the less. Then after that we sorta took like an hour or so to get back to her place so i could go home and sleep. She didnt get lost though. Heh. We passed that damn Hess gas station way too many times. We went thru Fugazi’s in on the killtaker at least once. What a splendid CD. A little weird listening to it in the bowels of DC.

My goal this weekend was to work more on thebobgreen. and catch up on sleep. I achieved neither. But it’s totally good. I did get to hang with Jamie as well. He was in town from being on the road with his new bands. I am so proud of him that he is a band manager. I am so envious.

Tonight i went out to dinner with Karin cos she was also in town. Karin also emailed Becca about it, but Becca never responded. So i called her three times on the cell throughout the day, and twice at home (the pops loved that). We never heard back. Oh well. We tried. Weird she never wrote back Karin. But we went to Yuan Fu’s. That place rules. During dinner i got a call from Laura. She got a call from Joe (one of the backend work people from LA) saying that all the work we’ve been doing basically since i started at DC101 is going to be scraped and our sites will all go to the PHP flatform. And I also moved in with all the other ICMs today. I am a very unhappy camper. I am seriously contemplating quiting. I want to just take my two weeks and then say, “It’s been nice, but this sucks.” I am going to play it out for another week to see what’s up. But this shit is fucked up. I am definately taking a week’s vacation in two weeks. Maybe go to Hawaii. Or somewhere sunny as hell.

i got a job working construction

And yes, i have been in an awful mood lately. I’ve been stressed as shit. Sometimes it is nice when someone says, “How are you Mat?” and means it.

are you having fun yet?

I just got an email from an old friend of mine. Freshman year in college we hung out, but I haven’t really seen or talked to him much since. Apparently he’s living up in NYC.

My two great favorite stories about Gwyeth aren’t all that great favorite to other people, actually, they are pointless. But they bring me back memories. Memories of being a seductress and screwing with other people’s boyfriend’s and never going to class and living with a Jesus Freak who I love to death. Jul’s was the best. She used to retrieve clothes for me and lie to people and yell at stalkers. Good times. Where was I? Oh, yeah, hanging with Gwyeth and Scott. Those happy-go-lucky bastards. How did such happy guys want to hang out with moody ol’ me? I’ll never know.

Anyways, in my dorm room freshman year, I had a big Andrew Wyeth poster hanging on my wall. When I moved out at the end of the year, I had to pay a fine because Gwyeth in permanent marker had added a big G to the left of the poster. G WYETH. Also, Gwyeth made me fail my “Math of Stupid People, Art Majors, and Jocks” final because he kidnapped me and made me go to Waffle House with him at 3:00 am, for like HOURS. For those of you who are not from the dirty south, Waffle Houses are KEY, and the waitresses there are bomb. They are always named things like Ginger and never have full sets of teeth. I thought about applying there once, just for the paper hats.

Gwyeth’s all successful now. He says hi.


I was thinking yesterday how I have a mouth like a sailor a lot, and how that’s trashy but I think it’s funny, so be it. But I was also thinking about how I always say “Oh, God” a lot, like in conversation or if someone is wearing a heinous shirt I kind of wish I owned, or if the beer I’m drinking is really good or during orgasm. Ha ha, I shocked you. Anyways, I thought about all the “Oh, Gods” or “Goddamns” or “God Almighty’s” I’ve said in my lifetime, and I’m thinking the count is probably up to about 20,000 or so by now. But all those times I’ve “taken the Lord’s name in vain”, I’ve never actually just said hi. So I stopped this morning and waved at the sky. And my neighbor saw me (his name is Terry, he has a speech impediment) and he waved back. SO I smiled and kept walking. What was I going to do?

So, hi God.

Television Ruined my Life

Sig Other and I have been taping and watching every episode of “Band of Brotehrs,” the Spielberg/Hanks thing on HBO. Comments? Who saw last nights? Don’t all dork out on me and get on your soapboxes about how Speilberg using CGI dork dork dork and that makes him Satan. Or how Steve Guttneberg could have been as great as Tom Hanks given he didn’t get involved with children’s films/eating brains. I just want to know what you thought of the series.

(PS, I say these things because fellow dorks can do that. It’s all about the OM luv, baby. I myself, happen to be in love with someone who collects light sabers. It happens. Or is that “sabres?”)

Neighborhood, Halloween, Etc.

Speaking of Terry and my neighborhood, the Monkey-cat was spotted again squirming into a sewer. Fucking creepy.

I want to wear my Bjork costume to work, I’m thinking the feathery white skirt can at leat be appropriate as a casual office separate. With a nice sweater set or blazer, I am bound to go far in the corporate military world.

Also, Charlie the Llama, brought to you by TR.


Strokes tonight. Who will I be seeing there? Also, “Change” is really good, you should go buy it I think.

Even though they pay me, I’m still a hippie goth at heart.