The capture and dissimination of mental spewage.

Friday, October 27, 2006

1 Month - 1 Battle

Another month starts to pass. That means I recently had my collision with my bizarre little napoleonic boss. The only faith I have there is a God is that his pretty little home, all 8000 sq. ft., is collapsing with the market. Lose millions!

It's a cruel and unusual world. As my personality slips into oblivion and my emotions sit further back on the bus than allowed by the Civil Rights act I occasionally find reason to lose faith. The latest vehicle of despair is the beautiful article by Chris Rose for the Times-Picayune called Hell and Back. A tender description of one's slipping into the dark morass of depression.

As futile as your existance really is there is always more examples of it such as Voting. Voting is this process when you take your 1 in a million opinion and play puppet in the facade called Democracy. The downside is that they'll lose your vote but on the upside you can at least you can say you tried.

So in the spirit of trying, trying times and trying to win, please, Vote. Vote because your kids will see it even more corrupt and pathetic than it is today and we're doing it in their Golden Age. Though, to be honest, it's more like a Pewter Age. Our parents, by their egotistic admission, know, FOR FACT, their music was better, their politics better and their schools safer. Maybe so... but I got GW Bush saying 'The Google'.



You had JFK? Well - screw you and your excuses. I have your generation in full effect. Woodstock? Protests? Your generation gave us:

GW Bush. Fragle Rock. Shirt Tails. Mega Corporations. The latch key kid. Divorce Rates. Crack. AIDS. Studio 54. Spoiled brats. Absentee Parents. And a fucking derth of pathetic leadership and a culture where you blame the youth. Our fault for your faults.

A cruel and unsual world indeed.

-v.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Originally Duran Duran.



A nice little video from the upcoming game, Gears of War, for the Xbox 360.

What you can now proceed to do is donate to my HDTV and Xbox360 fund. Pie is an acceptable form of payment.

Oh, yes, please download the latest Firefox browser. Firefox 2.0. It's more light weight than previous version, faster loading times and most importantly... has a spell checker for forms. Aka - stop misspelling your blogs!

-v.

Friday, October 20, 2006

To the pretty mega conglomerate!





SOLD!


-v.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Here come the Poles!

Some of you may know I am a rabid fan of music and am convinced I have the best taste. If not the best, then good enough so you never should argue with what's on my radio. Ever.

Out of the vault of great taste comes this blog. A blog of music. No. A blog of an artist who goes by the name of 'The Polish Ambassador'. From Chicago. He wears a yellow jump suit.



See. Dangerously stylish.

His whole thing is that with each bizzare post, which details alien spaceships and the cultural state of Poland (past, present and future), he includes a music clip. You can buy the whole album here.

He may have another. I don't know. But these 30 second clips are so delicious. Snack sized for snacky sounds.

Don't never tell me I never done nothing for you. Ever.

[UPDATE! - Word is you can't quite buy the album from the link I provided. At least, not quite yet. Soon you'll be able to go to the Ambassador's page direct and slurp.]

-v.

Tethered.

Scooby Space just had a wonderfully moving post. Go take a look and rejoice your fortunes.

Welcome to the world Ryan. It's one hell of a ride.

-v.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

My Red Bullet.

Well... this video cropped up recently on Youtube. It's a video that shows Tibetan refugees attempting to cross into Nepal. It appears the PLA were shooting them for well.. no real known reason other than being dicks.

Here's the footage.



The wonderous rise of the complex culture that is China.

Two things I came away with.

1. No one cares.

2. Youtube and it's ilk are absolutely vital to democratic dialogue. The avenues of discussion become much more concentrated which demand the need for this type of outlet. In fact, it's no accident that Youtube was created in a wholly democratic nation. It's a natural evolution of it's inherent conversation. So to that... Bravo Youtube and thank you Google for buying them!

-v.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

And now for something completely the same.

My review for The Killers - Sam's Town...

The best 3.5/5 album I've ever heard.

The lead in song, Sam's Town, has some very timely lyrics which really touched home. So that's it. Buy it, I'd suggest, don't expect to be blown away like we all were with Hot Fuss. Enjoyable in the Springsteen Reprise kind of.

With that... I'll leave you with those timely lyrics.

"So why do you waste my time?"
Is the answer to the question on your mind
And I'm sick of all my judges,
so scared of letting me shine
But I know that I can make it,
as long as somebody takes me home...


-v.

Negative thinking can hide Beauty.




Though many of the conversations surrounding Pakistan illicit negative reactions and thoughts of overcrowded cities there are certainly, as in everything, places of overwhelming beauty. This is such a photo from the BBC during their coverage of the horrific earthquakes that rocked the area a year ago. While human tragedy, folly and grief exist throughout the region - mother nature is putting on her show as beautifully as she always has.

-v.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

I lost the keys, the Crazies took it.

Now playing! - The Killer - Sam's Army - Exitlude
Recommendation: Get it now!

Well - I just found the internet's weirdest site evar.

I really have nothing to say about it. If it makes me feel kinda strange then you can only but trust me.

As a preview of the wonderment contained within I offer this evidence.



Ahh... the fresh smell of strange!

-v.

My lovely insensitivities.

The glaring light of another day doesn't make my comment about the amish tragedy look any funnier. Sorry about that. They are a great peoples and I didn't mean to toss a low one for a chuckle. Ok. I did. That doesn't mean I don't feel terrible about the circumstances. Just that I have bad taste.

My dog is from Lancaster Amish Country. My dog. A boxer. He's a bit of a bad ass.



But I bought him from a little family in Lancaster. The wife with her child was there. The boys were out. So she was tending to her house, sans electricity. Though she did have a bottle of cleaner. I waved to her neighbor at the farm next door. They were using a horse plow. It was just wind, dust and silence. Really nice. The lady had a neat little accent. Part german, Part english. A true example of America. I bought the dog from her with a check.

A pacifist people who have hung out while American declared war against the English Empire, while Americans fought a civil war around them (Gettysburg) and as America decided that industrialism, captialism and the digitial divide was the way to take this nation. Now - they're the receipients of our dysfunctions. Again.

Want to hear something really amazing? The night after this happened. The community was taking food and clothing and blankets to the victims house. Yes, the parents of their lost and hurt children. But also the other victims. The wife and 3 children of this troubled man. They had forgiven him before they even buried their children. A great peoples. Truly.

-v.

Monday, October 02, 2006

IM hornay54!




I love the Amish. I hate the fact that people had to be killed to get them on the front page but I sure am glad they're there. Really glad.

Oh - also. Hastert, that chubby fuck, says he would have, "demanded his expulsion.", if he had seen the IM's former Rep. Foley had sent to his triple-X teens. Sure you would of tubby. Just like you said no to that twinkie you ate this morning.

Not seen the IMs? Well... do yourself the favor and read them.

And yes. Like a rock star he's put himself into rehab. I'm drunk and you don't see me fucking little boys.

oh, what are you wearing? btw, kthnx, bye, lol.

Do it on your towel!

BBC.co.uk - find your own fucking news.

-v.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

a Word I Hate.

Pederast. - (PED-uh-rast) A man who engages in anal intercourse with boys. See also: Rep. Mark Foley.

Hassert. You crotch stink. The other traitorous actions you have performed in the past could at least be chalked up to poliical maneuverings but this just smacks of deep seated corruption. Protecting your own kind? It's always been known that there is some dubious shit occuring on the Hill with the interns but at least they are semi-boy interns looking for power. This is just pathetic.

Burn Rome. Burn hot and fast.

-v.