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This is from a kids video from 1984.

I'd ask if it was just me who thought a middle aged man dressed in kids clothes sitting on a playground singing this song was one of the creepiest things imaginable, but I know I'm not the only one.

-j-

Bummer.

5 YEARS AGO

How old were you?:20

What grade were you in?: junior in college

Where did you go to school?: WMU

Where did you work?: Babbages

Where did u live?: Kalamazoo, MI

Where did you hang out?: The OP

How was your hair style?: Uh, short.

Did you wear braces?: no

Did you wear glasses?: no

Who was your best friend?: Erin

Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend: none

Who was your celebrity crush?: Claire Forlani

Who was your regular-person crush?: :)

How many piercings did you have?: 1

How many tattoos did you have?: 0

What was your favorite band?: Pearl Jam

What was your biggest fear?: regret

Had you smoked a cigarette yet?: yes

Had you gotten drunk or high yet?: yes



Today

How old are you?: 25

What grade are you in?: college grad

Where do you go to school?: n/a

Where do you work?: Solectron

Where do u live?: Kalamazoo, MI

Where do you hang out?: OP, Galaghers, Boomerangs, Jason and Jamies house

How is your hair style?: short

Do you wear braces?: no

Who is your best friend?: Erin

Who is your boyfriend/girlfriend?: None

Who is your celebrity crush?: Keira Knightley

Who is your regular-person crush?: same as before

How many piercings do you have?: 1

How many tattoos do you have?: 0

What is your biggest fear?: regret

What is your favorite band?: Pearl Jam

Have you smoked a cigarette yet?: yes

Have you gotten drunk or high yet?: yes

Oceans apart day after day
And I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesn't stop the pain

If I see you next to never
How can we say forever

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you

I took for granted, all the times
That I thought would last somehow
I hear the laughter, I taste the tears
But I can't get near you now

Oh, can't you see it baby
You've got me going crazy

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you

I wonder how we can survive
This romance
But in the end if I'm with you
I'll take the chance

Oh, can't you see it baby
You've got me going crazy

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you

The Customer Service of Nightmares

I was going out to eat with a few friends, and they wanted to go to Subway. I instead wanted to go to Dairy Queen, so I went there without them. I tried to get a Cherry Shake, but they said they didn't have them. Then this video screen popped up saying all the shake flavors they had, and cherry was one of them, and they made it for me. Then I wanted another shake so I ordered a chocolate shake, and I tried to pay with a credit card. The card was denied, so they wanted me to sign a contract saying I owed them $10, because each shake was $5. And I thought rather out loud that $5 for a small shake was way too much, especially since I didn't even drink any of the second one yet. I agreed to pay $6, and the manager lady got really really mad. Her face was getting really red, but the other people who worked for her were on my side. Then I saw Eric Connor, my old writing teacher from NYFA, sitting on the other side of what had changed from a Dairy Queen into a giant outdoor tiki bar and grill. I went over to say hello to himn briefly, and made mention of the fact that I've had bad writers block for the last few months. He showed me a website that would help, then I got in the car with Jon Kameya and Rob MacInnis. We drove away from the tiki bar and grill/dairy queen and I told them the story about the stupid manager. Then I scooped up a handful of a "Bloomin' Onion" they had on the floor and shovelled it into my mouth. Then I woke up.

Here I go again on my own.

I'm back from Minneapolis. It was a fun week consisting of lots of cell phone learnin', and some snow, a few white knuckle car rides, 22 cable channels, a lot of talking to Erin, Michael Crichton's "State of Fear," and a GSM poster with Dolph Lundgren.

I got back in time for our "friends thanksgiving" which was a lot of fun. I made meatballs, which we renamed "Lamb Fries" only we couldn't think of the name while we were eating them. There was two and a half buttloads of people who came by, and everyone seemingly brought at least three pies.

There was turkey and stuffing and potatoes and salads and rolls and corn and lamb fries and pie and pie and pie. Good time.

Tomorrow I start my Solectron job at the Verizon store in Grand Rapids. I'm there for two weeks, then I start in my home store here in Kalamazoo. I hope everything goes well. I'm a little nervous I guess, but I think I'll do fine.

I have a short real thanksgiving again this year. Although come to think about it I had a short one last year too, and couldn't make it home. But luckily I got to spend it with family in Sacremento, but this year I get to see my parents again. So that's always cool.

Anyway, I'm about to head to bed, and try to get a decent nights sleep before I start a new job.

Goodnight everyone.
-j-

It's a celebration, bitches!

I got a little crazy last night. I (very) drunk emailed Kristine, then I drew a big Superman symbol on my chest, watched MST3K, and fell asleep.

I'm flying to Minneapolis tonight for work, and I'll be there all week, so I'm probably not going to update for a while. It's supposed to be windy and snowy all week.

So take care everyone. Remember, the "Friends Thanksgiving" is Saturday night. See you in a week.

-j-

I got the blues, the reds and the pinks.

I can't sleep again. 4:37am. Lame.
-j-

The Crying Game 2: Cry Harder

Adam steals it at the very end with his pitch. Congrats. Do you take the red snapper or go for what is in the box?

I here announce the case over.

The sequel to my previous post... about sequels.

Okay, so I just thought of a fun idea. Pitch an idea for the most unnecessary and ridiculous sequel you can come up with in my comments section, and I'll award a winner. I'll do one too. Good luck.

Mr. Smith goes to Moobyworld.

You know me, you know I'm a fan of Kevin Smith. I celebrate the guys whole catalogue. I do have to say, I'm a little apprehensive about Clerks 2. Kevin Smith is allowed to do whatever he wants, but first he said no more Jay and Silent Bob movies, and that didn't happen, then he said no big stars were going to be in this one, but already it's got Rosario Dawson, Ben Affleck, and Jason Lee.

Personally, I'm all for it. But in a time where there isn't an original thought in the mind of any Hollywood executive, and the studios put forth the comic book film, the 70's/80's TV show remake, or the unneccessary sequel, out comes the unneccessary sequel from the man who put independent film on the map.

Also on the soon to be released unneccessary sequel list:

Rocky VI
Big Mommas House 2
Garfield 2
Fast and the Furious 3: Tokyo Drift
Basic Instinct 2: Risk Addiction
Scary Movie 4
Final Destination 3
The Grudge 2
Mission Impossible 3
Underworld 2
Rush Hour 3

Seriously folks. How about we think of something new.

Maybe I'll think of it. Who knows.

-j-

The Mile High City just got a little higher.

Citizens of Denver just passed a resolution making it legal for people over 21 to possess up to an ounce of marijuana within city limits.

That Morrisey guy is just angry and saying that they can still prosecute under state law, which I guess is true, but lame, because all they'll be able to do is fine the offender $100. Boo to you District Attorney Mitch Morrisey. The people of your city have spoken, and you still wish to deny them their pot because of a loophole that allows you to make money. You sir, are a jerk.

I'm not stoned right now.

-j-

Hard-hearted harbinger of haggis.

I’m not afraid to bend my back
I’m not afraid of dirt
But how I fear the things I do
For lack of honest work
My family is lost to me
They could not bear the hurt
To see the state their boy is in
For lack of honest work

I hold no blame for anyone
’twas I who did arrange
To pay my union dues so i’d
Not have to learn or change
And when I was replaced, ’twas i
Who started down the hill
And drank away my savings ’til
I couldn’t stop myself

The prophets of a brave new world
Captains of industry
Have visions grand and great designs
But none have room for me
They see a world where everyone
Is rich and smart and young
But if I live to see such things
Too late for me they come

I know I’m not the only one
To fall beneath the wheel
Such company can not assuage
The loneliness I feel
So many are resigned to be
Society’s debris
But I will be remembered for
The life life took from me

For I’m not afraid to bend my back
I’m not afraid of dirt
But how I fear the things I do
For lack of honest work

The Student Ghetto

When you can step out on your porch at night and hear your neighbors having sex, your houses are too close.

She sounded like she was having a great time.

Tuesday in Amsterdam

A picture of Amsterdam
Bare trees under glass
Framed in the grey and white afternoon light
Of a winter long passed

When I was a riser
To Dublin I'd roam
She was a bareback rider
Some miles from home

Come back to me.

She’s a carnival diver
Hung in the sky
Cutting through time like a memory
Strung on a wire

Now the color of anything
Fades in the air
She is the film of a book
Of the story of the smell of her hair

Come back to me.

When everything’s over
And everything’s clear
When everyone’s older
And no one is here

I try to remember
A girl on a wire
Tumbling and diving above Steven’s Green
Like a kite in the air

Come back to me.

-lyrics by Adam Duritz