1234 who's punk, what's the score?

omigod! i was just doing some youtube browsing, and found several bad quality videos of the madhatters jawbreaker show that i was very much present for! the date was march 10, 1994. i was 17, and it was probably the best show of my life (and i have been to a few)

madhatters was to me, what the ridglea is to so many kids now. it was a local, all ages club, that booked some pretty kick ass punk bands back in the day. the ones i remember were the queers, no empathy, pegboy, ......ummmm....jawbreaker. i definitely saw a large amount of local bands (toadies, caulk, brutal juice, baboon) there as well. it was a good time to be young and high. ironically, i live just blocks away from where said venue at night/cafe by day resided. when i moved back to texas from oregon, it had become a bad cafe with a bad menu. it was later to be the expansion of the adjacent egyptian restaraunt, king tuts, which it still is.

sometimes i miss those days, but really i will just cherish the memories.

damn liberal penguins!!!

i am so hungry. all i have had to eat today is a bowl of cereal when i got up. slept in so late, i had to take a cab to work. got pretty wasted last night. hung out w/ my friend jessica. got a haircut, i made dinner in exchange. delicious pork tenderloin in a whiskey/ apple cider glaze, brussel sprouts braised in rahr ugly pug beer, and roasted rosemary potatoes. it was excellent. our pal emma came over and we smoked herb, mandy webb came over, and we smoked more. all that weed and wine did a number on my head.

i just got off of work. very short shift today, 12-4. waiting for baby b to pick me up. hope he is hungry.

yesterday, this woman comes into the store with her friend. she is decked out in a stars jersey, and a miller lite ball cap. she looked like an extra in talladega nights. she is messing with her cellphone (a razr, ooooooh!!!) "i want to see happy feet." my co-worker chris says "is that like march of the penguins?" i thought he was kidding, so i start laughing, cuz he held such a straight face. turns out, he wasn't. she says "happy feet has got to be better cuz it doesn't have all that polical bullshit in it!" her friend asks her what she means. she goes on to say that march of the penguins has an anti bush agenda. fucking classic. somebody get this woman a toby keith shirt asap.

just ate at railhead bbq w/ brian. the rodeo and stock show is in town, so it was even redneckier than usual. i got stared at by a table of thick necked fucks walking out. i just turned around and said "what?" then we left.

might take a nap b4 olivia gets here, we are going to go see pans labyrinth tonight, it looks really good.

later.

let them fix me uh huh.

it's soo damn cold still. narrowly avoided massive ice storms this weekend, damn! i was hoping for the worst, i always do whenever inclement weather strikes. yeah, the roads got kinda bad, but i was hoping the store would have closed and i could have stayed home all day on monday drinking and watching the telly.
i am currently at the store. came by to grab my tips. they were decent i guess. miss the holiday moneys. i am having an americano, probably have had too much caffeine already, c'est la vie. two days off in a row. was meant to get a new ID today, have no idea where i lost my old one. alas, i slept too late, and puttered around the house a bit too much today. got pretty tipsy last night. went to greg's new place for a game of monopoly w/ greg, ericka, robert, and greg's roommate andrew. it was fun, but i forgot how much i hate that game once houses start to go up and you totally get raped on rent. we called it done around midnight. had robert drop me off at the chat room where i had a way too strong well whiskey and coke (kentucky deluxe, i hate you). diana and dave mayer were playing some word jumble search game online. i stood around and helped for a bit, finished my drink and decided to walk the 2 blocks home. i had not eaten much at all, so i made a box of kraft mac and cheese finished off with a healthy blast of this stuff stirred up in it. delicious. i ate the entire bowl. ugh. i paid for it with nightmares of which i can not recall now.

i made a delicious omelet today. sauteed onions and portabella and bacon white cheddar w/ a side of crispy home fried potatoes with tons of iced coffee. i have yet to figure out how to flip an omelet properly, so i had to finish it off in the broiler. i ended up catching my oven mitt on fire for a brief moment. the finshed product was not all too pretty, but damn tasty i must say.

i am going to sit up here for a bit longer before i head back downtown to grab a few beers before i board the train to Dtown.


i get my haircut thursday!!

ciao.

i have come to the conclusion.

damien rice is just way tooo much. calm it down four notches emo boy, seriously. you are making my ears bleed.

don't care what jole thinks...

...i still enjoy i heart huckabees.

purple stuff.

stuck at work, bored as hell. working half a shift with george, ugh. george is a sweet old guy, 75 to be exact. he really is a great person, but having to work a busy shift with him? i would rather push thumbtacks into my scrotum. at least i got a decent amount of rest.

went to dallas last night to stay with olivia. took the train, jam packed with stars fans on the way to the game. i really should have pissed before i boarded. those 2 beers i had at malones killed me by the time i got to irving. we went to eat at this place in deep ellum called deep sushi to celebrate livi's promotion at work. fucking good dead fish i must say. i found a 20 bill laying on the floor, but i gave it to the server. hopefully racking up some good karma points.

got up way early as per usual when i stay out there so livi can drop me off at magnolia station on her way to work. these 3 mexican kids, probably young teens, laughed at me as i walked toward the station. from there i board the dart light rail amongst the bustle of dallas commuters, rather sardine like. take that train to union station where i wait for about 15-20 minutes for the TRE (trinity railway express). this is a much more leisure ride. sparsely populated with passengers. somewhat comfy seats, decent view. even little tables for laptop usage. normally, i would have headphones on, however today i did not. this allowed me to hear tales of smoking weed, three 6 mafia, and a possible "lean" heist from a local pharmacy. awesome. took the train to the t&p station, ran to catch the 4. went home and took a lovely 2.5 hour nap.

woke up, made some coffee, breakfast tacos, ate, showered, shaved. hopped the 4 to downtown to catch the two. devouring this book.. the 2 was packed. i chose one of the seats next to a rather dark skinned black woman. who was talking very loudly about pharmaceuticals. vicodin, bars, marijuana pills (really?). she also mentioned the syrup. she said if you have HIV, they will give you anything.

this is the drug she had and showed me

http://www.marinol.com/


that is all for now, must go work now.

eh.

so i have randomly decided to open my own blog here. i am not a regular blogger, i have posted a few on my myspace, but i am not that dedicated to the blog. perhaps now, in this new realm i will be inspired to do so.


however, you can't spell blog without blah. if you misspell blog, or blah.