Friday, October 23, 2009

Work

So I was thinking of a comedy bit that involved over-sexualizing commercials for fast food. Because sex sells, but hardcore sex makes people NOT want to buy hot dogs and colas. I mean Hardee's using Paris Hilton to sell huge sloppy burgers.

Last night this older lady who looked like Meryl Streep name dropped her neighborhood in Austin. Older hipster score! She was hilarious.

I feel like I have tripped into a wormhole and am back at an earlier part of my life. This has made me feel somewhat optimistic and more introspective than usual. There is nothing quite like feeling alone in the world walking home in the gloaming with the stars and cool air beside you. That and killing soldiers behind the dumpster with a co-worker who is on probation and something about a DUI. I hope I'm not enabling.

Every time I feel like giving work the middle finger, someone interesting comes in and makes me feel like if I look at this like performance art, it will be fine.

Presidential glamor went on indefinite hiatus when they put Kennedy in the ground.
Putting a nice touch on a shit stain is like putting a party hat on a cadaver.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Clunge



This past week has been somewhat overwhelming. Sometimes in the infinite conversational miasma we find ourselves taking notice to the most insignificant. Or creating significance out of a void that was expanding faster than we care to acknowledge. It all started when a co-worker, resembling this man asked me what I had fucked up in my former life to end up here, at the Waffle House. I was amused, admittedly. The days following have been tiring, involving public transportation, Whole Foods (cheese tasting and chocolate truffles), public drunkeness at the bus station/emotional tourism.

Excited this finally came out:

I enjoy talking with you, even if it feels more like a seance.
If yr idea of fun is waiting in a holding cell for someone to give you the reacharound or you wouldnt know fun if slapped a restraining order on you.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Current Excitables


Giada De Laurentiis has this recipe for a brie, pear and honey sandwich. I wonder if I can pitch that to Waffle House. Excited about job interviews and selling my self (short). It is weird how bad at that I can be when I seem to communicate fine with people in a non-please give me a job capacity.

New Mountain Goats album. Making CDs and compiling a birthday box for someone far away. It seems that I was mistaken about the legality of mailing cigarettes, not illegal!

Cant wait for VICE Film issue, which is on it's way here.

I wanted to share this quote, I feel it is relevant.
"pleasure can be fully experienced, but must be allowed it's impermanent nature." - Stephen Cope

Raveonettes - Black White
Alberta Cross - Low Man
Kaisercartel - Favorite Song (self fulfilling prophecy)
Young Marble Giants - Credit in the Straight World
Tori Amos- I'm On Fire (Bruce Springsteen Cover)
The Most Serene Republic - The Men Who Live Upstairs

Pushing Daisies Season 2 is out.

The Inward Cringe

He becomes politcally active when he is single and sexually active when he is political. Is that a porno plot line left unexplored? I thought they would be fine after they got laid, but it's like they are hungrier than ever for attention induced satisfaction.

In a culture lung upswing, new music and a busy schedule. Trying to figure out what is a real thigh-opener.

I cannot believe how badly I did on a phone interview. When did I start stuttering and making really bad jokes. Some highlights include: "Would you say you are a down to earth person?" "Well I am an Earth sign, so I would say yes" and something about my email address.

My favorite person at work got fired for getting a fist fight with another employee. I get more hours. Sometimes I cannot believe my own reality.

Monday, October 5, 2009

As the Waffle Burns or Talking to a New York Lifer

Ground Control to Starship Capt. Zoot -
I have been kicking around a mash-up of Love Story and Closer, called Love Closer. It has already been described as the Disney Channel producing a porno, Extremely disturbing, yet somewhat erotic. Talking about if the mid-west didn't have family values, would it become the Eastern Seaboard?

i just want to move to Tokyo and become a famous model!!!!!
that's in the past, you did it
i have a modeling job there on Saturday... but Ive convinced myself they are just going to behead me
I really wanna do it, but i seriously dont wanna get raped/killed
we'll see...
maybe ill just get drunk and go looking like a TRAINWRECK
livin la vida ricky martin
and still book that shit
ya... its already "booked"
Ive gotta meet the guy and go to his "studio" aka...get killed
i don't fucking know... I'm always to anxious and tired anyways... to do ANYTHING.

well take em as you can get em. his motto and surely his epitaph.
"Frank's deepest fear was being "gay-bashed" in an area with no cell service, rendering him unable to take pictures and post to myspace about it and that Lady Gaga wouldnt write a song about it. Is it too soon to make reference to the We Are The World Parody Matthew Shepard's 9-11 (remember to smile remix)?
"she was a nasty snob who shit on her own life
but at the same time she was Madonna before Madonna
she was pretty awesome"
Why loving New York is like trying to get the approval/love of an emotionally distant parent and said I love New York She just doesn't love me back and in the end
I need to be loved and I was like that's sappy and a line from a romantic comedy but it's true, New York will never love you back. that is exactly why i am fascinated by the migration to new york by ADHD fags and hags who seem to have histrionic personality disorder, like baby Liza Minellis. it is so sad really
like yelling into the grand canyon
dear bad parents, don't dump your incompetent offspring into big cities with only their dreams and your checking account number, sucking the vapor of a culture past.