Sat - October 13, 2007
This is a test -- kinda
Guess who escaped from
LA?
Well, besides Kurt Russell. Is there anything that man can't do or escape from. "Big Trouble in Little China," man what a great movie. We should all get together and watch that movie. Oh, we could order chinese food and wear green contacts. Make a real shindig of the whole event.
Does anyone know where you can rent a Mack truck? It has to have that little cab in the back so we can all hang back there. A visit to the local truck stop will open your eyes to the advances in trucker technology. You can pretty much plug anything into a cigarette lighter these days. Popcorn poppers, microwaves, TVs, surround sound systems, Xboxs, food processors, it boggles the mind.
Oh yeah, me and Laura live in San Francisco now.
Thanks, Kurt Russel!
Well, besides Kurt Russell. Is there anything that man can't do or escape from. "Big Trouble in Little China," man what a great movie. We should all get together and watch that movie. Oh, we could order chinese food and wear green contacts. Make a real shindig of the whole event.
Does anyone know where you can rent a Mack truck? It has to have that little cab in the back so we can all hang back there. A visit to the local truck stop will open your eyes to the advances in trucker technology. You can pretty much plug anything into a cigarette lighter these days. Popcorn poppers, microwaves, TVs, surround sound systems, Xboxs, food processors, it boggles the mind.
Oh yeah, me and Laura live in San Francisco now.
Thanks, Kurt Russel!
Posted at 01:00 PM |
Fri - July 7, 2006
Betcha bite a "CHiP"
My disdain with the greater Los Angeles Area (Din
Tai Fung excluded) has reached a fever pitch lately. It could be my immersion in
all things entertainment that have pushed my buttons. Too much celebrity
information is bound to drive anyone to the brink. I have an idea though. If
everyone in LA follows these simple steps I believe we can work together to
create a better place to live.
1. Stop buying expensive cars - this sounds like class bashing but hear me out. Everyone buys a nice car because their friends and neighbors have nice cars. the streets are filled jackasses driving BMW's like they have someplace to be ( I assure you they do not, every 3 blocks in LA is immediately reproduced over and over again until the desert or ocean in all directions). Here's the plan, everyone gets a crappy circa. 70's honda civic. Nothing slows a guy with slick hair down like a blue car with 80 hp.
2. Meet your neighbor - I'm guilty of this here in LA and in general. I'm not the guy who goes to parties and says hi. I mingle with my friends and that pretty much is it. But I still say hello to the neighbors while i walk ( I said it, I walk) down the street. 75% of the time no reply. their are two options 1. the smog has adverse effects on peoples hearing, possibly some sort of affliction created by a mad scientist in a far off Bavarian Country. or 2. people in LA are impolite jerks. They are so busy in their cars all the time they lack the basic understanding of greetings without it being preceded by some sort of cell phone ring.
3. Eat like a real person - I'm also mildly guilty of this by being a vegetarian. But I still eat regular food sans dead animals. A 'raw' diet is not a viable solution especially since we discovered and mastered of a little thing I like to call FIRE. What the hell is macrobiotics I keep expecting the six million dollar man to put out a cook book. The atkins diet will kill you, ask the creator. People are so obsessed with where they eat and what fusion is in vogue at the moment they forget that thousands of little mom and pop restaurants are going out of business while another PF Chang's pops up.
4. Think about other people - The incredible sense of self importance here in LA is mind-boggling. Everyone here believes that they are the most important person to grace the planet. I blame those horrid after-school specials they tell all the kids that they are special. I mean everyone is kinda special but come on your not gods gift. Be nice to other people who will not help your career. Try it out.
5. Chill with the clothes - Buying $400 sunglasses when you make $1200 a month is not smart. period. $75 T-shirts also not a smart move. I really shouldn't have to say anymore.
6. Call your mom - She misses you. God knows why you selfish bastard.
7. Its a blinker - Use your damn blinkers. sliding into a lane at glacial speeds does not allow you to not take your hand away from the phone to use a blinker. Likewise shooting into the next lane like some crazed cat on meth does make you cool. Smoking cigarettes makes you cool. When on the off chance you see someone use a blinker do not use that opportunity to speed up and block them out. It is not a indicator that allows you to wield some sort of manifest destiny on your lane.
8. Buy more guns - To shoot the above turn signal offenders. Its called thinning the herd. It works for antelope why not people.
9. Watch better movies - Not to impress your gaffer friends or to have something to talk to George Clooney about if you happen to bump into him. Good movies reflect the world of the creators of said film. Get a better understanding of the world you live in. Will Smith battling aliens and robots can only tell you so much beyond the stream of sound bytes about ass kicking and hot ladies with large behinds.
10. Northern California hates you - Learn that because while I lived up there we were mobilizing tanks and stockpiling arms in order to wipe you off the map. Oh I heard New York hates you too. I don't know what their plans are but I'm sure it involves a a stream of unintelligible swears. Good luck with that.
11. Walk - Somewhere, anywhere. Take a stinking walk. You lazy bastards!
12. Put the script down - I've read enough. Stop it. Your story about a person moving to LA is not original. And for the love of pete stop writing in coffee shops. The glow of the screen makes you look like a zombie.
13. No more small dogs - They are irritating. Stop bringing them into stores to buy sweaters for them. Just stop.
14. LA is not cool - What is here? Really? Name one thing thats here thats even remotely cool. Don't say clubs because they are overpriced and over-hyped. Is the traffic cool? Because thats what people think about when they think LA. try to convince someone that traffic is cool. I dare you. You'll get socked in the jaw.
15. Take that thing out of your ear - The bluetooth headset is a great thing, that is until you eat dinner with the borg. It's creepy to see a person eating with a blinking thing stuck to their ear. Your not hip. Your the borg! Take it out of your ear and eat your god-damn dinner. The call can wait till after your meal. Your not the guy the president calls to see whether or not he pushes the button. Your not the girl with the combination to the safe with orphans insulin. Your call is not important. I repeat, YOUR CALL IS NOT IMPORTANT. If it is, get your ass up and walk outside.
I've talked to friends who have also moved to LA for entertainment reasons. We all find the place despicable. We try to figure out ways to make it better. Wondering why everyone is such an ass.
Then I realized. They're not the problem. They like it here. They like the way it is. We're the problem, coming in and trying to change the way they treat each other and how they eat. Either we change to fit LA or we leave. I think everyone knows my answer to that problem.
1. Stop buying expensive cars - this sounds like class bashing but hear me out. Everyone buys a nice car because their friends and neighbors have nice cars. the streets are filled jackasses driving BMW's like they have someplace to be ( I assure you they do not, every 3 blocks in LA is immediately reproduced over and over again until the desert or ocean in all directions). Here's the plan, everyone gets a crappy circa. 70's honda civic. Nothing slows a guy with slick hair down like a blue car with 80 hp.
2. Meet your neighbor - I'm guilty of this here in LA and in general. I'm not the guy who goes to parties and says hi. I mingle with my friends and that pretty much is it. But I still say hello to the neighbors while i walk ( I said it, I walk) down the street. 75% of the time no reply. their are two options 1. the smog has adverse effects on peoples hearing, possibly some sort of affliction created by a mad scientist in a far off Bavarian Country. or 2. people in LA are impolite jerks. They are so busy in their cars all the time they lack the basic understanding of greetings without it being preceded by some sort of cell phone ring.
3. Eat like a real person - I'm also mildly guilty of this by being a vegetarian. But I still eat regular food sans dead animals. A 'raw' diet is not a viable solution especially since we discovered and mastered of a little thing I like to call FIRE. What the hell is macrobiotics I keep expecting the six million dollar man to put out a cook book. The atkins diet will kill you, ask the creator. People are so obsessed with where they eat and what fusion is in vogue at the moment they forget that thousands of little mom and pop restaurants are going out of business while another PF Chang's pops up.
4. Think about other people - The incredible sense of self importance here in LA is mind-boggling. Everyone here believes that they are the most important person to grace the planet. I blame those horrid after-school specials they tell all the kids that they are special. I mean everyone is kinda special but come on your not gods gift. Be nice to other people who will not help your career. Try it out.
5. Chill with the clothes - Buying $400 sunglasses when you make $1200 a month is not smart. period. $75 T-shirts also not a smart move. I really shouldn't have to say anymore.
6. Call your mom - She misses you. God knows why you selfish bastard.
7. Its a blinker - Use your damn blinkers. sliding into a lane at glacial speeds does not allow you to not take your hand away from the phone to use a blinker. Likewise shooting into the next lane like some crazed cat on meth does make you cool. Smoking cigarettes makes you cool. When on the off chance you see someone use a blinker do not use that opportunity to speed up and block them out. It is not a indicator that allows you to wield some sort of manifest destiny on your lane.
8. Buy more guns - To shoot the above turn signal offenders. Its called thinning the herd. It works for antelope why not people.
9. Watch better movies - Not to impress your gaffer friends or to have something to talk to George Clooney about if you happen to bump into him. Good movies reflect the world of the creators of said film. Get a better understanding of the world you live in. Will Smith battling aliens and robots can only tell you so much beyond the stream of sound bytes about ass kicking and hot ladies with large behinds.
10. Northern California hates you - Learn that because while I lived up there we were mobilizing tanks and stockpiling arms in order to wipe you off the map. Oh I heard New York hates you too. I don't know what their plans are but I'm sure it involves a a stream of unintelligible swears. Good luck with that.
11. Walk - Somewhere, anywhere. Take a stinking walk. You lazy bastards!
12. Put the script down - I've read enough. Stop it. Your story about a person moving to LA is not original. And for the love of pete stop writing in coffee shops. The glow of the screen makes you look like a zombie.
13. No more small dogs - They are irritating. Stop bringing them into stores to buy sweaters for them. Just stop.
14. LA is not cool - What is here? Really? Name one thing thats here thats even remotely cool. Don't say clubs because they are overpriced and over-hyped. Is the traffic cool? Because thats what people think about when they think LA. try to convince someone that traffic is cool. I dare you. You'll get socked in the jaw.
15. Take that thing out of your ear - The bluetooth headset is a great thing, that is until you eat dinner with the borg. It's creepy to see a person eating with a blinking thing stuck to their ear. Your not hip. Your the borg! Take it out of your ear and eat your god-damn dinner. The call can wait till after your meal. Your not the guy the president calls to see whether or not he pushes the button. Your not the girl with the combination to the safe with orphans insulin. Your call is not important. I repeat, YOUR CALL IS NOT IMPORTANT. If it is, get your ass up and walk outside.
I've talked to friends who have also moved to LA for entertainment reasons. We all find the place despicable. We try to figure out ways to make it better. Wondering why everyone is such an ass.
Then I realized. They're not the problem. They like it here. They like the way it is. We're the problem, coming in and trying to change the way they treat each other and how they eat. Either we change to fit LA or we leave. I think everyone knows my answer to that problem.
Posted at 07:23 PM |
Wed - March 29, 2006
gymboree gymborah
Theres a point in your life where you think you got it pretty well nailed down. You are who you are. You like cheese but hate cottage cheese. Mustard is grand while mayo is gods curse on men for their misdeeds. It seems pretty well spelled out in your mind what you do and do not do. Then you decide.
'Hey I'm gonna marry some one'
All your little ducks in a row are now scrambling to escape to warmer weather in the south. Now your doing things that just a few days, hell even a few minutes before, you could have only wished on your worst enemy or at least that guy who waits till the last minute to merge on the freeway. Next thing you know your in a awful place muttering these words.
'Yeah, uh I wanna join this gym'
For the love of god. WHAT!
Yeah thats what I said...
Robbie at a gym is like George Bush at a ACLU meeting. It just don't happen. But sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
I'm horribly outta shape. I doubt I could run around the block without passing out and being airlifted to the next low-cost clinic/donut shop. No one wants to have the wedding picture that says to the world, "hey look at my belly!' Well I know I don't.
So I'm off to the gym.
The first few days must of have been what 'encino man' experienced in said movie when he was first thawed out of ice? Was it ice? How the hell did ice stay cold in encino? It had to be something else. Oh well... My point is I walk around like an idiot. Staring at machines trying to figure out how I'm supposed to sit in them. Which seems like it should be easy but it isn't. Every machine has some new and exciting way for you have a seat while working out muscles that have been on vacation for the last 5 years. Once I finally sit down, I think, correctly I start on what can only be called a hilarious sort of dance with the machine. I look around to see if anyone is looking on in horror at how I am molesting said machine but everyone keeps grunting and flexing so I figure I'm doing it right. So far I got about 10 machines out of about 100 down. So I figure I'm doing ok. I haven't broken anything thats why I feel that way.
While there I noticed some guys who seem to be taking themselves far too seriously. They lift something then look in the mirror and do a little pose. Then they do something else and pose a little more. I think they live there, Because I can't imagine that way of working out produces results in 2 hrs. Maybe at nite they close the doors and those guys just keep lifting and posing. Even in the dark. staring into the dark mirror hoping to catch a glimpse of their rippling muscles. Its very hard not to laugh at these fellas. But the thought of being pummeled by them while they pose in the mirror seems to be keeping my laughter at bay.
Also there is the thought of showering at the gym. I live 5 miles away. Why would I shower there? I have a perfectly good shower at home with my own soap and little chance of getting snapped with a towel. It also helps that your supposed to wear sandals while you shower so you don't catch anything.
what!
Sandals... while showering... so you don't catch something... yeah I'll just drive home.
All in all the gym isn't as bad as I thought it would be. I wear my iPod in order to drown out the grunts. The cardio-machines are pretty cool with all the crazy lights that blink on and off and I finally understand the crazy stretching machine which reminds me of 'the rack' torture device.
So if all goes as planned I'll be totally 'ripped' for hawaii.
ok maybe not...
Posted at 06:36 PM |
Thu - December 8, 2005
where will the chickens play....
I've returned, well in a slightly toned down less
able to update of the ol' blog mode. but nevertheless I'm here so stop with the
non-stop harassing emails and bricks though the windows demanding answers and
bits of informal information about my life and my many monotonous adventures.
ok, who is on myspace.com by a show of hands?
where the hell did this monstrosity come from? They "made' me set up an acct on the social experiment that is myspace at work. its kinda lame but let me see if i can "break it down" as the rappers of my youth tended to "shout out".
you set up an acct. with your profile and pictures of yourself. then for the next six months of your life you check it daily for people to add you as a friend or to add people as a friend.
thats it.
oh you can make groups to talk about stuff and you can look up bands and here a song or two, but seriously thats it.
and yet the world is sitting idly on myspace as we speak. at work, at home, in the space shuttle. eventually all human kind will have an acct. filled with web cam photographs and profiles that outline a low level manifesto.
mmmm manifesto...
p.s. heres my acct
www.myspace.com/robertobaldwin
ok, who is on myspace.com by a show of hands?
where the hell did this monstrosity come from? They "made' me set up an acct on the social experiment that is myspace at work. its kinda lame but let me see if i can "break it down" as the rappers of my youth tended to "shout out".
you set up an acct. with your profile and pictures of yourself. then for the next six months of your life you check it daily for people to add you as a friend or to add people as a friend.
thats it.
oh you can make groups to talk about stuff and you can look up bands and here a song or two, but seriously thats it.
and yet the world is sitting idly on myspace as we speak. at work, at home, in the space shuttle. eventually all human kind will have an acct. filled with web cam photographs and profiles that outline a low level manifesto.
mmmm manifesto...
p.s. heres my acct
www.myspace.com/robertobaldwin
Posted at 02:56 PM |
Mon - October 31, 2005
WTF!
Because everybody hates a
tourist!
Where the hell has robbie been?
well Here I am in mexico. I was tired. the sun had its way with me and swimming in the sea kinda takes the wind out of your sails. I was sure to wear camo in case the mexican police wanted to keep me and i had to hide in the bushes. It's always good to think ahead.
heres a bit of info.
movies in mexico are only $4!
and they have different flavored popcorns.
just FYI...
I got a promotion at work. I'm an editor / producer now.
woohoo!
Thursday nite I got in a car accident. A guy decided to make a left turn from the right lane right in front of me while i was driving the del sol. He didn't have insurance. So now I'm screwed. If anyone wants to buy a del sol they want to fix up or to part out then give me an email. Once i get some pictures I'll post them.
Th wedding is coming along fine.
more to come....
Where the hell has robbie been?
well Here I am in mexico. I was tired. the sun had its way with me and swimming in the sea kinda takes the wind out of your sails. I was sure to wear camo in case the mexican police wanted to keep me and i had to hide in the bushes. It's always good to think ahead.
heres a bit of info.
movies in mexico are only $4!
and they have different flavored popcorns.
just FYI...
I got a promotion at work. I'm an editor / producer now.
woohoo!
Thursday nite I got in a car accident. A guy decided to make a left turn from the right lane right in front of me while i was driving the del sol. He didn't have insurance. So now I'm screwed. If anyone wants to buy a del sol they want to fix up or to part out then give me an email. Once i get some pictures I'll post them.
Th wedding is coming along fine.
more to come....
Posted at 01:29 PM |
Wed - June 29, 2005
viva mexigo!
We're going to La Paz , Mexico over the 4th of
July weekend. Nothing says your american then leaving on its greatest holiday.
Lauras parents have rented a condo there for a month! They asked us to come on
down and have from mexifun with them and we said si. ( see how i added the
spanish in for authenticity) So hopefully by next week i'll have some purdy
pictures for you all to look at. Also i got two tickets to that las vegas red
hot chili peppers concert this weekend. If anyone wants them just email me a
compelling story and i'll email the tickets to you.
for free!
ain't I nice.
for free!
ain't I nice.
Posted at 10:18 PM |
Mon - June 13, 2005
well great
Because I have the wedding blog being updated
pretty regularly I've realized that my little brain insists that I update this
blog too. So the amount of filler here will increase until it eventually engulfs
all of lower Louisiana. those poor poor "whatever they call them" people in that
humid state will drown in a tide of bland storytelling and grammar errors. So
heres something to read...
Every-time I go to the local Vons to purchase milk or leché for our mexican fan base. We're talking to you Danny! I notice that for some strange reason the milk cartons are all filthy. not dirt filthy but milk seems to have seeped onto every last carton so that they are covered in a fine layer of dairy goodness. I end up scanning the cartons for one that escaped the milk waterfall they seem to be showering in before they are placed in the fridge o' cow juice. But I never find one. Why has this happened. Have we angered some of the gods you hear about on sunday mornings when you can't find the remote and a man with hair higher then Jackie O's tells you to send cash or you will anger them. Maybe, maybe not. But something is going on. Here are the scenarios I've come up with.
A) cows are messy by nature and they miss the rather small openings on the jugs. You've seen cows out in the field. Those cows are standing in their own filth. Think about it. all day standing in poop. DIRTY!
B) The store staff have invented a slip and slide that uses the magical powers of milk to propel them into another dimension. One where cows are our overlords and people are milked by their bovine masters. All Hail Bessie!
C) truckers are careless fiends who bust open milk jugs while unloading them and the lazy bastards at the store are too busy rearranging the cheese's of the world to clean the damn jugs off.
Of the three I place my money on B.
Every-time I go to the local Vons to purchase milk or leché for our mexican fan base. We're talking to you Danny! I notice that for some strange reason the milk cartons are all filthy. not dirt filthy but milk seems to have seeped onto every last carton so that they are covered in a fine layer of dairy goodness. I end up scanning the cartons for one that escaped the milk waterfall they seem to be showering in before they are placed in the fridge o' cow juice. But I never find one. Why has this happened. Have we angered some of the gods you hear about on sunday mornings when you can't find the remote and a man with hair higher then Jackie O's tells you to send cash or you will anger them. Maybe, maybe not. But something is going on. Here are the scenarios I've come up with.
A) cows are messy by nature and they miss the rather small openings on the jugs. You've seen cows out in the field. Those cows are standing in their own filth. Think about it. all day standing in poop. DIRTY!
B) The store staff have invented a slip and slide that uses the magical powers of milk to propel them into another dimension. One where cows are our overlords and people are milked by their bovine masters. All Hail Bessie!
C) truckers are careless fiends who bust open milk jugs while unloading them and the lazy bastards at the store are too busy rearranging the cheese's of the world to clean the damn jugs off.
Of the three I place my money on B.
Posted at 09:19 PM Read More |
Tue - June 7, 2005
Ride like the wind young Mexidan!
Well I got a phone call from Danny today. He's in
Paso Robles. Which is to say that either A) he rode his bike all that way or B)
he called me from home and is hiding under the bench outside his front door.
Either way he's outside which is nice. If you would like to send danny a message
go here his participant number is 5914. Of course
he won't be able to reply to the message I guess they have mail call and a
little guy that looks like Radar from MASH walks around delivering little
messages. Either way Danny's on his way to Horrid LA. Someone should have filled
him in on where the bike ride ended. Maybe he could have gone the other
way.
Also I fixed a problem with the blog that erradicted all the older blogs. you know the good ones with the pepper spray and children being dangled out of the back of a truck. good times
Also I fixed a problem with the blog that erradicted all the older blogs. you know the good ones with the pepper spray and children being dangled out of the back of a truck. good times
Posted at 08:40 PM |
Sun - May 29, 2005
See I told you so...
So i actually kept my word and posted a wedding
blog.
you can see it here
Wedding blog
Also there is a link to the right for the wedding blog. If you can;t figure out which link it is i am truly ashamed of our countrys education system. well except for micah who for some odd reason has always had problems with the blog on his computer. I've told him time and time again to just get a cheapo mac and use that to surf the web and do his day to day things and us the pc for his music, but he never listens to me.
why micah why?!?!
oh heres a funny pic that has nothing to do with anything but hector is wearing a hat so it must be shared with the world.
he seems to be all hopped up on pop rocks.
see cats a pop rocks should not mix.
you can see it here
Wedding blog
Also there is a link to the right for the wedding blog. If you can;t figure out which link it is i am truly ashamed of our countrys education system. well except for micah who for some odd reason has always had problems with the blog on his computer. I've told him time and time again to just get a cheapo mac and use that to surf the web and do his day to day things and us the pc for his music, but he never listens to me.
why micah why?!?!
oh heres a funny pic that has nothing to do with anything but hector is wearing a hat so it must be shared with the world.
he seems to be all hopped up on pop rocks.
see cats a pop rocks should not mix.
Posted at 02:13 PM |
Thu - May 26, 2005
News flash
heres todays breaking
news
my cousin danny is still going to ride his bike from san francisco to LA. be sure to give him lots of your money so he can help stop AIDS. it turns out AIDS is afraid of bikes.
who knew?!?
please donate by june 4th or danny turns into a pinto bean ( see he's mexican so turning into a pumpkin would make no sense ethnic wise)
heres the guy your giving money too
see the family resemblence?
Give money here
also Me and Laura while enjoying the stigma of living in sin have decided to tie the knot. Some of you may be crazy surprised to hear that i'm getting hitched. well instead of boring people with the horrid details of getting married in the 21st century i'm making a separate blog in which to bore you with. The new blog will be up this weekend.
mahalo
robbie
my cousin danny is still going to ride his bike from san francisco to LA. be sure to give him lots of your money so he can help stop AIDS. it turns out AIDS is afraid of bikes.
who knew?!?
please donate by june 4th or danny turns into a pinto bean ( see he's mexican so turning into a pumpkin would make no sense ethnic wise)
heres the guy your giving money too
see the family resemblence?
Give money here
also Me and Laura while enjoying the stigma of living in sin have decided to tie the knot. Some of you may be crazy surprised to hear that i'm getting hitched. well instead of boring people with the horrid details of getting married in the 21st century i'm making a separate blog in which to bore you with. The new blog will be up this weekend.
mahalo
robbie
Posted at 10:52 AM Read More |
Fri - April 15, 2005
should it stay or should it go
has maturity snuck its way into my little brain.
sliding between all those gooey knooks and crainies to the forefront of my mind.
it seems that way.
I'm seriously considering selling the civic.
whoa whoa whoa hold on there.... I said considering.
for a long time the civic was as much a part of my ring of friends as mike delano and jimmy super fly snooka. The civic took me and my croonies anywhere we wanted to go. the beach, las vegas, oregon, angeles crest highway. While it wasn't my first car it definately is the one i have my heart in. Theres nothing else I own that gets the respect the civic does. Because of that its hard to think about selling it. Will the money i get for it make that much of a difference in my bills.
so lets weigh the pros and cons of the civic.
pros:
sentimental value, what kind of price can you put on memories. it still runs. in fact it starts up faster then the del sol and the crv. its got a wicked rusted hood. it seats four and has a trunk. it makes a good back-up car for the ever exploding del sol. its paid off. (ok it was paid off like 10 years ago.) parts are cheap. I can fix it with my eyes closed.
cons:
the clutch is completely shot. it doesn't get driven because the clutch is shot. it takes up space. the hood is rusted. it has this weird thing where you gotta turn the ignition a few times to start it up sometimes. i don't have the money to fix it up all sweet like the fast and the furious.
whats a boy to do? sell his memories or keep a albatross.
how bout this. since most of you have no real attachment to the civic why don't you tell me what you think or send me a story about how much you love/hate the civic from personal experience. maybe i'll put those on its tombstone.
viva civc?
I'm seriously considering selling the civic.
whoa whoa whoa hold on there.... I said considering.
for a long time the civic was as much a part of my ring of friends as mike delano and jimmy super fly snooka. The civic took me and my croonies anywhere we wanted to go. the beach, las vegas, oregon, angeles crest highway. While it wasn't my first car it definately is the one i have my heart in. Theres nothing else I own that gets the respect the civic does. Because of that its hard to think about selling it. Will the money i get for it make that much of a difference in my bills.
so lets weigh the pros and cons of the civic.
pros:
sentimental value, what kind of price can you put on memories. it still runs. in fact it starts up faster then the del sol and the crv. its got a wicked rusted hood. it seats four and has a trunk. it makes a good back-up car for the ever exploding del sol. its paid off. (ok it was paid off like 10 years ago.) parts are cheap. I can fix it with my eyes closed.
cons:
the clutch is completely shot. it doesn't get driven because the clutch is shot. it takes up space. the hood is rusted. it has this weird thing where you gotta turn the ignition a few times to start it up sometimes. i don't have the money to fix it up all sweet like the fast and the furious.
whats a boy to do? sell his memories or keep a albatross.
how bout this. since most of you have no real attachment to the civic why don't you tell me what you think or send me a story about how much you love/hate the civic from personal experience. maybe i'll put those on its tombstone.
viva civc?
Posted at 08:18 PM Read More |
Mon - February 21, 2005
Wed - February 9, 2005
so much hate
some people have said that I hate pretty much
everything...
its not that I hate it's just that I don't enjoy mediocrity. most movies are below par as are most artists and albums and TV shows.
does that make me a snob?
I suppose. but I do try to keep an open mind. for example i listen to a pretty broad range of music. right now i'm listening to talking heads. a few minutes ago it was ABBA and I'm pretty sure the next song will be completely different. what does this have to do with anything? nothing really i just had a few minutes to kill.
its not that I hate it's just that I don't enjoy mediocrity. most movies are below par as are most artists and albums and TV shows.
does that make me a snob?
I suppose. but I do try to keep an open mind. for example i listen to a pretty broad range of music. right now i'm listening to talking heads. a few minutes ago it was ABBA and I'm pretty sure the next song will be completely different. what does this have to do with anything? nothing really i just had a few minutes to kill.
Posted at 07:12 PM Read More |
Tue - January 25, 2005
Revenge of the Del Sol
Ok so i waited a few weeks before giving an update on the del sol and the reattachment of a working engine. do I forsake my audience by not keeping them up to date on my vehicle problems.
I actually just wanted to make sure the del sol was actually for real and truly working not just scamming me like the 3 card monty guy on the 38 geary. the most amazing part is that it works at all. I want to thank micah and especially mike delanos parents who let me use their garage once again in my mad desire to destroy all that i hold dear with my own hands. they even made us breakfast! mmmmmmmm morning food. sO I'm happy to report that the del sol is working (knock on wood) though no one actually sent me any cards to show their shared grief in the last disaster that befell me and my cars I'm sure you had good thoughts in your head about me getting the car fixed. And if you didn't then too bad. you sad pathetic wretch of a human who wishes bad things on other folks. I'd wish bad things on you but i don't want to be a hypocrite. damn that hypocrisy always letting me down.
Posted at 09:43 PM |
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Published On: Oct 13, 2007 01:06 PM
Published On: Oct 13, 2007 01:06 PM
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