neurosis for beginners

2010-08-22T19:41:00.000-07:00

2010-08-12T18:33:00.000-07:00

WALKING DEAD

2010-07-31T15:58:00.000-07:00

SUCKERPUNCH

2010-07-31T15:56:00.000-07:00

SHOW ME

2010-07-27T20:35:00.001-07:00

Machete Trailer! FUCK YES!

2010-07-24T15:01:00.001-07:00

Testes

2010-05-11T11:16:00.001-07:00

1....2

you walk out the house like that?

2010-04-10T21:37:00.000-07:00

Nike has like 15 million variations of the Air Force one sneaker, there are bright pink,yellow,baby blue,puke color you name it it exists. You know what doesn't exist?! The very simple air force one black mids with white trim, the only pair I have ever really liked and love to wear. What the FUCK NIKE! DO we all have to look like hipster assholes or the newly popular "cool nerd"? Can a man get a pair of black sneakers with white soles? NOt asking for the world here, black and white the oldest and most common combination on the planet! NO i guess fucking not I am stuck staring at these fucking easter eggs that are trying to pass for sneakers. Also fitted hats are fucking dumb, you all look like assholes, bend your brim like a FUCKING MAN. It's really stupid when you get them big and wear them over your ears, isn't that defeating the whole idea of FITTED hats? Fuck all of you, i hope the next time you are checking out your sneakers to see if there is a smudge on em, your fuckin fitted hat falls in your face and you walk into a moving bus.

The Force Unleashed

2010-03-03T10:12:00.000-08:00

Boner is Dead

2010-02-26T07:20:00.000-08:00

that is all

Spewing....

2010-02-25T17:45:00.000-08:00

everything is a press release these days, "singer from suck thompson cuts fingernails" "dude who produced the demo from the dude from banes baby cousins sisters husbands band starts new supergroup" we are so flooded with information about bands that nothing is special anymore. fuck you could tell me john fucking lennon came back from the grave and i wouldn't be phased. hell if you posted that half the comments would be ignorant statements about him being shot (aka vanflip) and the other half would be some asshole suburbanite making a reference to the glassjaw song "you think your john fucking lennon" to try and impress some 92 pound headband wearing, blonde hair with black hair underneath fuckhole. the descendents got it right with the album title "everything sucks". i'm tired of press releases and everyone trying to give the world a boner. while we are on the subject here are some recent things i have read online and my thoughts about them, don't wanna know my thoughts, go suck your moms dick.

Bleeding Through And Anaal Nathrakh Members Unite In Sorrows

awesome anaal nathrakh rules but bleeding through has less talent than a bleeding cunt, affliction wearing jock fuckholes. thanks anaal nathrakh for cutting off your dick to spite your balls.

Faith No More Frontman Exposes Himself On Stage, Footage And Pictures Available

no comment needed

Eulogy Recordings signs Ender

you're still a label, really?

ah fuck it this is boring me, you all suck, get fucked.......

THIS RULES!

Grand Openin, Grand Closin!

2009-11-19T08:50:00.000-08:00

it's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

2009-11-03T17:32:00.000-08:00

And so November rolls into our lives like the warm rush of a fire just before it burns you to a crisp. You are turning on the heat for the first time this year cause global warming left October as warm as May. The jolting yet familiar smell of gas flooding your house or apartment making you feel safe inside from the cold and a little hopeful that the gas will fill the room till you no longer have to worry about venturing out into the cold ever again. Things at work are starting to wrap up as the entire world is ready to put their lives on hold in order to head home to their loved ones and fulfill their probation like mandate for Family time. Thanksgiving is the hand job and christmas the assfucking all topped with the New Years money shot. Then back to your normal routine of internet porn and calorie counting. The gas smell goes away and the snow of February covers up the ugliness of the world underneath, it masks all the shit and death that will eventually be uncovered by spring. Spring brings hope for Summer and Summer brings out the kid in all of us. The care free short wearing kid who dangles feet in the river, stays out in the city till sunrise partying, sweats out all the toxins with a vigor for life only the sun can reveal. Just when it seems like the sun is no longer making you sweat out the toxins and is instead burning in the impurities September comes and offers relief until November rolls into our lives like the warm rush of a fire just before it burns you to a crisp.

things that should be done on Sunday.....

2009-10-25T19:59:00.000-07:00

-Watch football (most common answer)

-Watch Animation Domination followed by Adult Swim

-Read Comic books and or books in general

-Go to the movies before 12 noon so it's $5

-Laundry

-software updates for various apple products (iphone,ipod,laptop etc)

-Get a haircut

-Go Grocery Shopping

-Catch up on emails from the weekend

-clean your room

-update your netflix

-take tylenol PM around 10:30 pm so you can get to seep cause you slept in till 1 pm

-realize your life is kinda boring as you type out a list of what you did during the day on a blog that no one will read

things that make me happy (in no particular order)

2009-10-13T11:14:00.000-07:00

Randomness

2009-10-12T13:00:00.001-07:00

Suck on this Chris Columbus!

2009-10-01T16:32:00.000-07:00

2 things that ruin lives

This guy

and these

Notes

2009-09-14T20:46:00.001-07:00

My roomate make healthy meals.

I rode rollercoasters last week!

Very stoked about this find.

Someone will eat this butthole.

Dicknose

The end.

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The rain is predictable

2009-08-12T21:33:00.001-07:00

"i told her i loved her,she told me she loved me"
This is the beginning of the loss of hope, rain
can only be so apathetic. Love can only be mostly believed. It's all about right now. And right now is about us. I know i'm on borrowed time with the rest of the world. It makes you understand why twilight is the hit movie. It's all fantasy! The idea of pure pure love is a script that we all pay $10.50 to see but would never dedicate a lifetime to. Romance is dead and chivalry is experiencing rigormortis. I can't move my limbs. It's raining on my everything. I can find comfort in rain, it means new beginnings. It means dead ends. Thank god i am used to dead ends, all my friends are alredy dead.

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The one thing i didn't learn from comic books

2009-07-30T22:16:00.001-07:00

It's a fine line between hero and martyr. An even finer line between lover and friend. Can spidey sense show you that?

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gotta gotta get up to get DOWN

2009-07-19T20:53:00.000-07:00

Truer words were never spoken. If you really wanna hit rock bottom you gotta jump off the cliff at it's highest point, jumping isn't the hard part it's watching the ground get closer that'll kill ya.....

The best part about getting shot in the back of the head is you don't see it coming.

A State of the union A.K.A My Resignation

2009-07-06T18:56:00.000-07:00

Today I almost lived out most of Michael Douglas's great film "Falling Down". Not in the shooting a Nazi army Surplus owner and taking a baseball bat to a local corner store way but in the complete and utter mental and social breakdown way. Why you ask? because everything has been diluted! you wanna know why your bands can't make as much money this year and why every year it keeps getting worse and worse? i'm surprised you don't know, it's your fucking fault! we took a budding,organic,educational,passionate world of basements,fire halls,living rooms and small clubs and gave it $self worth$. we turned the after school musings into the reason to drop out and start your career. the after work unwind into the fiscal opportunity that will somehow make me the boss and probably get me laid a few times. the formula is easy, start a band, look like that other band that everyone looked up too, record a demo on your pro tools basement set up and play a handful of shows. BAM! you got one of the aforementioned fiscal opportunists right there to say you made it. Here is a contract, a booking agent and a manager.....go make me cough...uhumm i mean us some money!

Now look i'm all for helping out your friends and being paid for bringing opportunities to the table that a lucrative BUT this has all gone too far! Did we learn nothing from the excess of the 80's the bigger they are the harder they fall. Fall out Boy could be our generations Poison, Taking Back Sunday our generations Warrant. Everyone got greedy and in turn convinced the bands they should be too. I know this sounds like a holier than thou rant that should be spouted in the liner notes of a release on Dischord or in the back of an anarchist book store during a Noam Chomsky book reading but I assure you it's not. i am the enemy, i work for them, i fell into the trap! I decided to make this music that i love and live my sole source of income and at some point someone said "hey man, your getting ripped off, you need to get paid for this". as all high school punk rockers and college indie rocker will attest nothing will get us going like the term "your getting ripped off". we wan't to be oppressed so we have something to scream about, something to drink about and talk to our piers at a bar about. we need to constantly feel like we are swimming upstream or we become god forbid "normal".

as the money came in everything seemed to get better and better, i could afford the double whisky and ginger, i could buy all the movies and video games i wanted and all the latest and greatest mac products with the greatest of ease. people who were way older than me respected me and all of a sudden i was the man you wanted to hire, i was the guy new comers aspired to be, the bands got bigger and the shows turned into concerts. the friends turned into "colleagues" and the scene turned into "the industry", i had a career instead of a hobby and could make my family proud with how well i had done. i started to notice my ideas and the bands that i wanted to work with were slowly being pushed to the side, terms like "bigger projects" and "overhead" came into play. I sat in my office and smacked myself as hard as i could in the face and when i picked myself up off the nicely maid vaccumed floor of the office i realized something.........

I HAVE A FUCKING OFFICE! while i have no gripes with having a place to do your work and to call your office i had an office with interns, travel and entertainment budgets, company cards etc. my boss had a fucking corporate coach to help him figure out how to climb the ladder and better deal with his employees. I AM A FUCKING EMPLOYEE! wait rewind, didn't i get into this so i could never be an employee but a partner or a friend? didn't i get into this not for the paycheck and insurance policy but for the love of being a part of something, for music, for the people in bands that you genuinely like and can consider friends not "clients"? and look don't get me wrong here, i wouldn't normally blame someone for having this set up if all parties involved knew what they were getting into and agreed to it, but come on! you sit there and cry about the 20%,30%,40% drop in record sales about your 360 deals and your merch advances while it was you who raped the record stores,promoters,start up screen printers, and kids and left them for dead. fucked dry and bled out.when your band asks why you are gonna have to look them in the eye and either lie or say SORRY.

you wanna have your cake and eat it too. you want all the history and credibility of being one of the older dudes who slaved and slaved and poured their heart and soul into this, who paved the way. this gives you the justification to take what you deserve, you wanna be all punk rock and have your hardcore roots but you also want the bently and the black card. well i say FUCK YOU! famous overweight baseball player jon kruk once said "i ain't an athlete lady, i'm a baseball player", i say "i ain't a businessMAN fuckface i'm a musicFAN". i'm not gonna have the wife and 2 kids by the time i'm 33, i don't need to make $80k plus a year cause i grew up poor. i grew up poor and realized i didn't need money to be happy, i realized community and friendship are better than bentlys and black cards. and don't start yapping at me about the "fruits of your labors" and how you earned the right to bend over the next guy cause he is piggy backing off the foundation you set. there shouldn't be any YOU, just an US. the only fruits you produced are "sour grapes" (remember that song? probably not). so after molding me into your perfect little business man, your secret weapon who got the underground but shot for the stars i am gonna pack up my desk hand in my AMEX and walk away, smiling the entire way to the poorhouse. i grew up in basements so i'll be fine,i'll see you on the way down and don't worry you have enough stuff you can sell off once you bottom out (unless of course you lease) :).

a prickly predicament predicated by booze

2009-06-30T18:55:00.000-07:00

today i almost cried at work. we had a work dinner last night and i got "frank the tank" wasted and drank everything under the sun and smoked a shit ton of cigarettes. no this isn't the beginning of an FML post but it may as well be. today i had to "hold court" for lack of a better term at a staff meeting and explain my role in our ever evolving company. during this time i drank 3 cups of coffee and 3 bottles of water. i thought i did well and my boss reaffirmed this after said meeting. but why did i almost cry you ask? as i was sitting there at my desk struggling to not puke all over my 5 year old powerbook i realized how much is riding on my shoulders. i realized i am never going to be able to take a day completely off, never again will i know the carefree lust for life that was once the keystone to my dichotomy. like an elephant stepping on a beetle, i was instantly crushed. the walls started closing in, i was kevin costner in "no way out". as i attempted to handle my duties on the phone and via email my cohort in cubicle hell asked me "dude,are you gonna be ok, you look like your freaking out". this of course only led to the "i just dropped acid and my face is falling off and the room is spinning" feeling. i was going to have a stroke, in the immortal words of fred sanford "i'm comin elizbeth,this is the big one". i packed up my things and headed home an hour early with a laundry list of tasks to be done before the day was up. i stripped off my clothes bellyflopped on the bed and..........watched some porn of course. no better way to get your head straight than "getting your head straight" if you will. in a matter of a few hours i had completed my to do list and handled a bunch of last minute fire drill type issues as well. the texts from little miss sunshine started rolling in and thats when it hit me. it's gonna be ok, this is life, sometimes it will feel like you getting your balls branded with a hot pitchfork and sometimes it will feel like your getting a hand job from a gelfling. but know this, when all else fails, order an italian sub,take your pants off and watch the simpsons. trust me you will be happy you did.

Friday evening 6:37 pm

2009-06-26T15:37:00.000-07:00

I'm sitting in my office, the last one here (of course) and I'm listening to Anal Cunt and thinking about the following........

1. When I woke up this morning and got in my car i remembered the low gas light had been on in my car for 2 days. how long can you really go with it on before you run out of gas?

2. People who don't have signatures on their emails are assholes.

3. Why is it that having a Family is a legitimate excuse to miss functions or leave work at the crack of 6 pm but trying to start one or trying to have a life outside of work isn't. Shouldn't it be the other way around?

4. Should i start drinking?

5. am i doing more work than everyone else or am i just bad at time management so it seems like i'm doing more work?

6. I have the strangest capitalization techniques ever.

7. having to drive past a school every morning on my way to work is a complete mindfuck as i am constantly reminded of how awesome summer seemed in high school and how utterly shitty it is now.

8. are my gripes legit or am i just a cry baby?

9. should I really start drinking?

10. Or should i smoke crack and worship satan?

decision made..........fuck you

The best part of the day

2009-06-25T21:43:00.001-07:00

After pulling a 10+ hour day there is no better feeling than laying in bed and watching the simpsons. I often find the simpsons to be perfect role models. I am dead serious when i say i would 100% love to be regarded as the human version of homer simpson. I just hope my present ladyfriend would be down to be my marge. Relieving sigh as i think about all of the above........

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