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Kwanzaa bells, dashikis sell
Whitey has to pay;
Burning, shooting, oh what fun
On this made-up holiday!
I have nothing else to say on this. Ann Coutler needs to shut the hell up.
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Archive for December, 2005
Well, today was a sad day, but a relief in a way.
Winnie has been sick lately, she keeps on throwing up and urinating here and there. It hasn’t gotten better, it has gotten worse over the past few months.
She’s also been diagnosed with a few illnesses, things weren’t on her side.
She’s just been laying around, she doesn’t move around as much. She used to have some spunk, but not any more.
Around 5-o-clock today we put her to sleep.
We’ve had Winnie since I was super little, I grew up with that dog.I remember when we tried naming her. My mom suggested Muffin as one, and she started howling or something, so we all just were yelling Muffin as Winnie was howling.
Or when we first got her, her name used to be Chia and the Chia pets had just become big. Everytime a Chia commerical came on she’d always run up to the TV and bark at it.
“He’s a punk rocker,” is what Jimmy, the lead singer from The Yates Kids, after I accidntly busted him in the lip during a Criminal Minds pit. His girlfriend/wife (whichever) and her friend confronted me, jokingly, saying “why did you hit Jimmy?” It was funny, yet a bit frightful.
There was a show tonight, a free one courtesy of a girl named Stephanie. The line up was Phrenology, Alter Ego, Yates Kids, Criminal Minds, and a late entry - Ill Advised.
We were told it started at 5-o-clock by Dil, but that’s when the family was arriving and setting it up. Basically Jimmy and I sat around for an hour until 6-0-clock for it to get underway.
Phrenology did good, they played some new songs, the pits were all right, nothing too great but nothing too small.
I started to see people I hadn’t seen in a while, it was turning into a great show. Alter Ego was next, not many people moshed, but the crowd was still big. Thing got heated up when they played a G.G. Allin song, I forget which.
When Yates Kids got on, man was it great. The whole crowd was up there in a mosh pit, everyone singing a long, may as well have been like at a large show at the Metro.
Criminal Minds had their normal goof ups, technical errors, and such. But they still managed to put out an awesome set. It was during The Young I hit Jimmy, I think. He was to my right, about to get in the pit and pushed me. My right hand went in the air and smacked his lower jaw, hitting his teeth, busting his lip. I have a nice bump to prove with marks from his teeth.
During Ill Advised some drunk moron who was filming the show took his case and swung it around inside of the pit. He nailed my elbow, which hurts like hell now. He got thrown out, thankfully.
All in all I just have a few sore fingers, toes, elbows and muscles. A true KenoCore show.
Well, never in my life did I figure I’d be driving to a teachers house, even on break, at 8:30 in the morning for breakfast and a movie.
Before school let out for break she told us that we were invited to her house in Racine to get some grub and watch Jane Eyre, the book we had just “finished”; I still haven’t finished it.
The ride was simple, I didn’t get lost. Ironicly, the path I took to Mrs. Abt’s house was the same route that I had taken when I was lost in Racine for two hours. I passed up her house, though, well the street that leads into her neighborhood. I needed to turn onto Campus Drive, but the sign that said it was all fancy and reminded me of Parksides signs. I had a brain fart and thought it to be an actual campus drive, to some college; woops.
I was the first to arrive, Mike was second. We had a small bit of chit-chat. Matt and Jorge called a little bit later, they were lost. They were the next to show up. Then it was Kyla and Gwen, then finally Steph and Jen.
She made biscuits and sausages, bought bagels and orange juice, there was also hot coco and coffee. It was really good.
We sat down and watched the movie, which was greatly condesned. It makes me feel good knowing I cna pick out the important parts that a movie skipped over from a book.
One thing I would love to do with my life is run a record label, a small single, or tri-county, label. I finally took the time to check up and see how much it would cost to start out. I’ve known a few people who set up labels, and I talked to them. Danger Zone Records was my first encounter with a DIY label, I found the guy on MySpace and made their site, and talked to him.
DZR showed me that any new label should be sure to have good first releases, or you won’t sell squat. DZR 001: Kick Squat in the Nuts is still sitting in the guys attic collecting dust, he barely sold any. It was a compilation, I found it pretty decent. His next release was 002: A Call For the Underground. That one sold more, but it also was a lot better; good mix of bands. His location wasn’t that great either, he was a guy from Florida, who knew bands in Florida, and started it in New York. Two bands were signed under DZR, Stackers and Anna Lies. Lessons learned: be familiar with bands in your location, have hook ups with each band, make sure your first CDs are good.
The second label owner I have met is Andy, from Flaming Tsunamis. I actually just talked to him about this, he and a few of his friends set up Kill Normal Records. They’ve been really successful, due to themhaving highly popular and great bands. Each band is from New England, specifically from the Conneticut area. Andy told me it’s easy to set a label up, but hard to maintain. Lessons learned: make sure the bands you put CDs out with are good and popular, try to keep things close knit.
I began to research different things, where to get blank CDs and where to buy. Dil, from Criminal Minds, just burns discs manually from his desktop and the band puts each label on each CD, forming their DIY label Criminal Acts; Criminal Acts has, as of now, only released the first Criminal Minds CD, “We’re So Sick”. I did manage to find different systems online. There are burner stacks which can burn up to 4 CDs at once, or even more. Those are manual though, there are automatic ones. The automatic ones will grab a CD from a blank stack and then burn it, placing it into a burnt CD stack. Some of these even come hooked up with a printer so that you can print your labels straight to the CD. Manuals run about 300 and up, while automatics run about 950 and up.
Eh, just some brain storming by me. Maybe it’ll help someone else too. Disk Makers [dot] com is where I found all the DIY machinery.
Congress: Investigate Bush’s Illegal Domestic Spying
It has been brought to the attention of US citizens that President Bush has allowed Amerika’s NSA (National Security Agency) to listen in on our private phone calls and emails. This has happened to hundreds of thousands of Amerikans without their consent, or even a court order.
This even violates their vile PATRIOT Act rules. The Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act (FISA) makes it a crime, punishable by up to five years in prison, to conduct electronic surveillance, except as “authorized by and conducted pursuant to a search warrant or court order.” Kate Martin, director of the Center for National Security Studies at George Washington University, has said that Bush’s secret order may amount to the president authorizing criminal activity.
TAKE ACTION!
Ask Attorney General Gonzales and the U.S. Congress to appoint a special prosecutor to investigate domestic spying by the National Security Agency.
A premade letter can be found here at ActForChange. Help stop abuse, preserve our privacy!
While driving home a random thought popped in my head, and it revolved around demographics. Demographics are measureable characteristics of a population such as gender, race, age, education, and income level. Demographics help segregate our society so that companies can target each group easier with specific advertising, and our society falls straight into it. As we live in a capitalist society, where companies help control our lives, demographics and stereotypes are everywhere.
As we live, we see advertisements that flash at us these stereotypical situations that tell us about different cultures, which may not even be true. Companies create a situation that feel would best fit a certain demographic and then patch a stereotype over time to it. Think of the 1950’s, with Leave it to Beaver; the perfect home, with everything going great, the kid who gets in trouble but is so adorable, the authoritive husband, the slave wife.
Life in the 1950’s wasn’t like that, but people began to try to mold to that, and, nonetheless, when we think of the 1950’s nowadays we imagine a stereotypical white middle class home that is just like the one found in Leave it to Beaver.
As society progresses and we became inflitrated more and more by ads, 3,000 a day, society becomes more judgemental and stereotypical.
Here is the problem with all of this stereotyping and demography going on - it’s segregating our society and seperating us. It’s setting up imaginary boundaries that are subconciously keeping us all apart. Everyone sees a certain person on the street and can relate them to some kind of commercial and then fit them to the stereotype. Society needs to overcome this; as they divide and segregate us, they control us. As long as we’re seperated by these steretypes and demographics we loose touch with the fact everyone is truely equal as everyone else.
Please, reader, try to break free of stereotypes set by big business, realize that everyone is truly equal - in any circumstance.
I had to search for my phone this morning, I guess I turned on my school alarm and woke up to the 13 second, repeating chorus of Bad Religion’s “Stranger Than Fiction”. I paassed out and went back to bed, but woke up soon. I had to get to Jeff’s by 8ish and leave by 8:50ish for my eye doctor appointment.
There was a new lady at the doctors office, a new nurse. She was really out there, kind of creepish too. She was laughing a lot and tried to be over friendly, kind of like how you’d treat a 3 year old who was going to see a new doctor and get vaccinated at the same time. When she was done asking me questions she asked me, for some reason, about Nicole Richie. I don’t know if that’s her name, but it was Paris Hilton’s old friend and they both did that one prissy girl goes to the farm world show. But she talked about how, I guess, Nicole married some fat rapper who got lypo and shrunk to a toothpick. Then he bought her two big rings, but they broke up; like I care. I know she was trying to be nice and friendly., but I found it more funny. She said she’d rather pick reading People magazine over driving a few blocks in the cold for food at lunch. Oh, and, my eyes are fine, well they haven’t gotten worse.
I don’t think I did anything else until 4-o-clockish. I had to go let the dogs out, then pick up Brian from hockey practice. He got out early, suprisingly, and we went back to his place to drop off his hockey gear. He had to sit and talk to some friends of the family who were visiting from New Mexico, I think; I just went downstairs and played with Zero.
We got to Mia’s for her party, turned out just being Brian, Angela, Mia, and myself. It was still fun even though it was the four of us. We ended up hooked into Halo, in which I owned.
I ripped SLC Punk to my new harddrive already. I think next is the Voodoo Glow Skulls, then Dropkick. I could do my Family Guy and Futurama DVDs but that’ll take a long long time.
I was so happy, we closed at 8 today instead of 10. I didn’t get why, I didn’t complain.
Tomarrow should be pretty good, worse thing is an eye doctor appointment at 9:15 in the morning. Mia’s party is tomarrow night, should be some fun there.
This morning started up with my mom yelling up the stairs for me to wake up, I had to get to Jeff’s. Luckily I slept in my clothes so I just got up, popped in my contacts, and headed out.
It was a semi-cold drive; I didn’t quite really want to be in that car, I wanted to be in bed. At Jeff’s I let the dogs out, they were being a couple of spastastic dogs. I did my thing, then left so I could be home in time to be there when my grandma came over.
I think one reason I didn’t want to be awake and just wanted to sleep is because of my grandma. No, don’t get me wrong, I love my grandma, but with her being sick it just bothers me. It’s just the fact knowing we’re so weak and at any moment that could, in fact, be me. It is also tought because she used to be so tough and strong, but now she’s weak and frail.
We ate, it was good food. We opened presents, I was suprised because I had about 4 when I only asked for one thing. All in all I ended up getting my 160GB external harddrive, SLC Punk, and a 512mb flash drive. I’m blogging this using Portable Fox, which is on the flash drive. I went up stairs and fiddled with my new harddrive; I moved all my music onto it. I played some Counter-Strike until Bill, Chris, & the kids showed up.
Bill and Chris gave me this math puzzle book, designed my MENSA. It’s great, I love it.
They left, and I had to come back over here to Jeff’s. From Jeff’s I went to Brian’s to see how their Christmas went. His mom and dad bought Al and him these cool RCA Video/Audio players, which I suggested to them. Brian was pissed off because his froze, luckily he found the reset pin and got it working. I found out the problem, he never ejected it from the computer, he just unplugged the USB cord; a big no no. I educated Al and Brian on how to take good care of their special technology, then left.
I had to get to my Aunt Jerry’s and check out my cousin Robby’s combat boots. They fit awesome, size 12, I’m wearing them now.
After all of the fun and excitement I went to my Aunt Tracey’s for Christmas with the Glamans; this is my favorite time. It’s always fun being with my dad’s side, I get treated like an adult and we always have immature mature adult conversations. I ended up getting more money, and some badass chocolate mints from my aunt. It was pretty funny, my aunt found my blog and approached me saying “I knew you were house sitting,” but she wouldn’t say how. She thought I’d be embarrased if I knew she read my blog, haha. Turns out she wants one now, so I turned her to Blogger; nice and simple. Some girl in my AP English, who works at Menards, asked Tracey, when she bought something using her credit card, if she knew me; I need to find out who this was.
They also talked about hooking Tracey up on a blind date, I jumped in and said it’d be cool…because it would. My mom and Tracey got their gears turning and thought it was cool, haha, maybe I’ll be on one soon. My mom also brought up Brianna, our neighbor, saying she’s cute, which she is, and I told her I plan on talking to her soon.
Now I am here, playing with the pups.
