san jose is officially idiotville.
thank god the people i work with are cool.
longer letter later.

so then you hit his head against the curb?"
overheard by a group of san jose cops at pizza joint across the street

random rules

my party on friday night was seriously out of fucking control. first at kell's. then a cab over to andrew's place on 16th and castro for some definite debauchery. rockin, rollin, wheelin, dealin, healin, sealant, freedom rock man, so turn it up.
lots of pics too.
saturday was sleep till 2 p.m., be lazy, get music together, go to big ass party for garage mahal. enjoy self. play music for nobody there. still have fun. do things :) work the water/red bull tip. be amazed at the crazy cash cow that it is.
holy fuck, and hail mary.
sunday, sleep till 3 p.m., watch startup.com be amused, and then actually exit room at 5 p.m.
happy happy.
monday, sleep in a bit, actually finish demf story for xlr8r super super super late. cry and pull hair.
shoot a musket.
live long and prosper.
hook up with mr rolls at the dotcom shopping mall.
go to zeitgeist and get bbq stuff that makes you shit/stink later. badly.
start work first day on tuesday.
be blown away.
best way to sum up first day is to listen to shaun escofferey's "days like this" on marques wyatt's new mix cd. i'll find out the exact name but it's on OM and it came out in may.
rock steady.
go see jeff karp at his new home that he just bought and marvel that he still lives in the fucking garage. literally. he doesn't even have a bathroom but he does have a lot of ants.
he has no bathroom. but he does have his dsl installed.
he has no bathroom. he pees in the backyard of a place that he owns yet rents the house out and sleeps in the garage.
did i mention on monday we saw a fellow near like 7th or 8th in SF walking in the crosswalk with a suitcase on his head.
yes, a suitcase on his head.
it was odd. yes.
this morning, here in the lovely city of san jose, i saw a whaler walking down the street in stretch pants wearing a very large sombrero. i was quite afraid.
this morning i went to espresso garden.
it is now 10:44 a.m.
happy happy happy.
joy joy joy
shudder.

keep it on

i wish i had a horn section to go with me wherever i go. they could reflect my many moods and carry me through the rough spots.
i am a mammal and a mamman and proud of it.
get off my back and intestines.
i need them.
good luck when you're alive.
your friend,
dead simon

Eating is highly overrated and a waste of time

i'm going to write a blazing essay on what i think is killing the human race - eating.
this isn't about people who are overweight and should eat less, but eating in general.

if i could stop eating forever, i would. it's a complete waste of time, it's a bitch to work off, you're always having to worry about what you eat, people obsess about food constantly, women like/need it apparently even more than men do, it fucks up your teeth, it costs too much money, it's destroying our health care system because it's too bogged down trying to stop all the negative shit of eating - nothing good comes from eating. we're constantly trying to combat the consequences of what we eat. fuck that struggle. it's bullshit.

people might say "oh, it's the natural order of things." how so? everything we eat today is processed and loaded up with all sorts of chemicals. how is that natural?
people might say "oh, but it gives us energy." yeah, so do a lot of vitamins.
people might say "oh, it might really hurt the restaurant industry. And the toilet industry too." Too bad. Survival of the fittest.
people might say "oh, but eating makes me fit." really? then why are you still popping loads of vitamins and various supplements each day?

give me a pill with all my nutrients, give me an IV, mix it into my water ...something.
i can accept limited quantities of some fruits and the occasional snack of various items, but not much else.

eating sucks.
The negative aspects clearly outweigh the positives.
you heard it here first.

prepare for the onslaught.

have a WONDERFUL day.

kay?

timmmmmmi

"mad about new things, so you don't have to be"

where is terence trent d'arby when we need him the most?

oh and i LOVE the BART system.
people wonder why some avoid public transportation.
here's an idea - get the trains there on time!
fuckin a. this morning, the 8:20 train simply didn't show up.
so instead what should have been two trainloads of people is packed into one train....lovely.
i love smelling armpits of other nasty peeps. yeah.
(i know, i know..i could be in tokyo...but i'm not, so screw you).
hello...to get people out of their precious cars, you have to make the public trans more reliable and workable.
i got there extra early today so i could get into work early and instead i get there later than normal because of the delays.
idiotic.
i blame the people who originally built this system because they obviously didn't plan ahead to think about, oh, i dunno, population increases??
my god.
think.
nobody thinks.
people people people.

life, our precious commodity.
only $19.99 before tax, surcharges and tips.

and you have a wonderful day on Earth!
while you still can.

people sure are smart
ok, lessee, scooby doo is the number one film.
a lone woman started the colorado wildfires because of being pissed about a letter from her ex-husband and decided to burn it in drought conditions.
we have yet another suicide bombing in israel, this one killing 20 people, because we refuse to attempt to try and solve this problem...in fact, we exacerbate the problem.
idiot talking heads worry more about who the voice is behind the pets.com sock puppet than they do telling the public important news.
"ha ha ha, oh that sock puppet, i can't wait till he comes back...oh and by the way, a plane crashed yesterday somewhere in northern california. we don't know where or why but here's this gory footage of the plane exploding....ha ha ha ha ha oh that rascally sock puppet."

meanwhile, uptown, the dj appears...

hi. human beings can be really fucking pathetic.
especially we self-serving americans.
"fuck global warming! i just want to fill up my SUV so i can go trample on precious wildlife preserves and show my lovely children that God wants us to use all of our natural resources first before all the evil non-americans of the world. so what if i leave a little trash behind? that's for the working class pathetic individual forced to be in a shitty job such as this. it's their fault they're poor. now let's go get a decaf latte, shall we?"

yeah, we're real caring.
fuck W, our fake president (i refuse to ever address this idiot individual as our "president" because he isn't).

and you have a wonderful day, cake boy.