Scarred

I'm giving up on you, MySpace. I always held out hoping you'd change your ways. Every day I'd log on and hope beyond all hope that the top two searches where no longer "HTML" and "My Chemical Romance". I'd hoped that you'd stop your whoring ways and go back to the good ol' days where I could log in and not be assaulted by Brooke Hogan's ham-slicer chin or Flash animations that burned themselves into my retina.

I tried to log in to MySpace this morning. I use the word "tried" because that's as far as I got. Here's the message I was met with:

The Function that you are currently trying to use is disabled and will be back shortly.

We are making some minor changes to this section please bear with us until we can get this back online.

Please do NOT email me about this. Just wait it out. 7/28/2006 -Tom


Wait...fucking LOGIN is disabled? And you want me to wait it out? Now there is the true sign of a company that know that, like the addicts most of the millions of daily MySpace users are, we'll come back. That's like calling your dealer and having him tell you to call back later. I need my fix man! Where are you! Well...fuck that shit. I'm closing down any personal presence on MySpace and leaving only my music there. This is stupid.

Now, I wonder why Tom doesn't want me to bother him? My guess is is because "Tom" is now an entire department of wage slaves that pounds away at this buggy and flawed site while Tom sits on a beach somewhere sipping cocktails made from the breast milk of island virgins with crushed diamond dust around the edge of a Swarovski crystal goblet. Tom might occasionally fondle the genitals of a beach boy while brazenly sporting the kind of erection that only pawning off a shithole website to Rupert Murdoch for one bajillion dollars can give you.

Fuck MySpace.

and fuck Tom.

Out of town...

I'll be out of town all week...as if anyone reads this shit...

Duracell

This dude's called Duracell...love him...

Music Technology...from teh futures!

Okay, this is great!

The needle and the damage done

Art by Robert Williams, Tattoo by Half Pint (Marvel Tattoo)

Umm..wait..what?

Now wait a second...is that...yes it is...back hair.

Ugh.

/life

Ah hem...I present to you...thong.

courtesy of VoyeurWeb !

Ummm...

Yes...indeed... masturbate for peace.

Camping

Just got back from a weekend of camping and noticed things that are funny to me. I mean, what's the point of taking your entire home on wheels with you out into the woods? I saw huge campers with satellite dishes out on the campground...homes on wheels. Isn't the point to get out into the wilderness and leave the world behind? Maybe I'm romaticizing things a bit. Fuck it.

I don't even know why I try...

Doing a good job is so hard when your fighting against the current. There's nothing like collective laziness to make me feel like giving up. I'm young and motivated (most of the time...) and I'm surrounded by older, bitter, lazy men that just want to get through their lives, retire, and sit around waiting to die. Okay, so maybe I'm young and bitter. But goddamn, all I'm trying to do is my job and do it right. And at every turn I'm thwarted by decisions that other people make out of laziness. And now of course I'm venting into the aether...

Big Business Fucking Rules

That's it. Just that. They Fucking Rule

Jesus Fucking Christ....

These people make our laws! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL SITTING THERE FOR! If you've read the article, get out of your fucking house and go smash something! How can some so obviously DRUNK be a Senator! Holy SHIT!

Is it bad I was listening to Queen when I found this?

I'll defend this as art till I die.

There's Something About Mario V 2.0

This makes me wish I'd never eaten my old NES

Super Mario Bros. Tricks

There's Something About Mario

It seems to be par for the course nowadays that the second an opinion is posted anywhere on the internet (ie Joystiq forums, /., and damn near any blog), there is an immediate backlash (usually ignorant) that starts a flame war. As far as I can tell, most of these digital arguments are over...video games. Try it, go ahead. Post something to the effect of "OMG NINTENDO IS TEH SUXXXORZ!!11" anywhere on Joystiq and wait for the whirlwind.
The surprise to me here is that this prety much exactly mirrors real life. I had always hoped in a vague way that, even with the anonymity of the internets, people could be civil to one another. And this, my friends, ranks up there pretty high on the list of "Top 100 Most Naive Thoughts Ever Thunk". Maybe even close to number one. There is no arena of human interaction where we will be civil to eachother for longer than it takes for one party to express an opinion. This is a fundamental aspect of humanity that bothers and intrigues me(another being the fact that I'm writing this with no hope of anyone reading it). Why are our "beliefs" (and i'm including opinions in that category) so important to us that we will, in some cases, fight to the death to protect them even if they are completely unprovable assumptions about the way the world works? And video games.