Since I figure this is the easiest way to let people know, Ben broke up with me. Same story as always, he loves me but it's just not working. Life's a bitch.

Can't wait to see you all next week

Rothbury Festival

So here's an interesting little concert festival to think about...

The inaugural year of the Rothbury festival - what many hippie jam festival enthusiasts are referring to as "the New Bonnaroo" in reaction to the frustration with the direction that the festival has started going on (editorial comment - I have to admit I'm not overly impressed by the B-roo lineup this year (where's the electronic music???) but I don't think Bonnaroo is going in a bad direction - they're bringing in a lot of GREAT musical acts but it's just a different sound... anyway). Where is the Rothbury festival? Why, in Rothbury, MICHIGAN. On Lake Michigan about an HOUR AND A HALF FROM LANSING. Some highlights of the lineup:
Dave Matthews Band
311
Phil Lesh and Friends
Primus
Modest Mouse
STS9
Disco Biscuits
Bassnectar

So, I'm strongly considering going to this instead of Bonnaroo, unless the late adds for it really impress me. I mean, Michigan in the summer time? that will be awesome.

www.rothburyfestival.com

Fuck yeah - let's get Michigan back on the map for something besides Detroit

Quote of the Day

"Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to. "

- Colonel Jessup in "A Few Good Men"

Don't know if anyone heard but...

This is an article I found on Variety after reading some info on "Wolverine" on Wikipedia...GAMBIT!!

Twentieth Century Fox has added three more superheroes to "X-Men Origins: Wolverine," with Ryan Reynolds set to play Deadpool, "Friday Night Lights" regular Taylor Kitsch to star as Gambit and hip-hop artist will.i.am joining the cast as John Wraith.

Liev Schreiber, Danny Huston and Lynn Collins round out the cast as Victor Creed/Sabretooth, Col. William Stryker and Kayla Silver Fox, respectively.

Hugh Jackman reprises the role of Wolverine in the "X-Men" spinoff that Gavin Hood is lensing in New Zealand, Australia and New Orleans. Pic bows May 1, 2009.

David Benioff penned the script, which would reveal the origins of the Wolverine character and introduce other mutants not yet seen in the "X-Men" franchise.

Marvel has been eyeing the possibility of casting Reynolds as Deadpool, an assassin with self-healing powers, for some time with the idea of spinning off the character into his own film series should the character prove popular among moviegoers.

Fox and Marvel have also long wanted to add the card-throwing character of Gambit to the "X-Men" franchise but could never find a way to give him enough screen time among the many other mutants that have appeared in each film.

Black Eyed Peas frontman will.i.am will play Wraith, a mutant who has the power to teleport, and is another test subject of the Weapon X program that created Wolverine and other mercenaries. It would be his first film role.

Awesome right? Go Marvel comics movies!

So this idea that I had is pretty fuckin' sweet...

And its an idea for a drinking game.

(Yes, apartment dwellers, I know that you know about this game. So now you know that I know that you know about this new game, please still feel free to chip in your two cents.)

Okay. So this idea came to me when I was searching through the movie titles at my parents house after my sister asked me to pick a movie. I was not in the mood to watch a movie because I knew that we would be leaving soon so I decided to name off porn versions of every actual movie.

I figure that we are all clever enough to come up with something within 3-5 seconds. So the deal would be that you lose points for every second after the 5th until you figure out a title. Each lost point would be a drink. So I will hereafter refer to "points" as "drinks". See a problem, fix a problem.

The way that you would win drinks would be something-along-the-lines-of-but-not-necessarily-the-same-as this:

Using innuendo without making the film NC-17 (This one is totally up for interpretation. It could become more along the lines of: a really shitty/unfunny version of whatever porn name you come up with.) = 1 drink to pass (which will hereafeter be referred to as "DP")
Involving Sexual Devices such as Dildos or Fake Vaginas = 2 DP's
Naming Actual Sexual Acts = 5 DP's

**Bonus Films**
These are films that already sound like filthy, dirty, ridiculously funny porn. Films like, "Hot Rod" or "Fun with Dick and Jane" or "Black Snake Moan" or "The Vagina Monologues".
Okay, so the way that one would get points on these movies would be by coming up with a fake plotline for the movie, but also making it a porno. Get it? Right? I am telling you, this could be phenomenally fun! These would be worth double the DP's! (you would recieve double time as well)

Oh, and I thought of adding one more Bonus Card. So you would get this card, right, and it would say something like "Backdoor Blonde Slutfest 69" or "Candy Girls 9". (I think I have that last one...hahaha) and you would have to figure out a way to make that correct for censors. That would be a really difficult one so it would be worth triple the DP's! (you would recieve triple time as well)

So yeah...that is the game. The winner is the one who isn't dead. Suggestions? Wanna play? Got an idea for a name?

GET THE FEBRUARY ISSUE OF THE OFFICIAL XBOX MAGAZINE!!!!

The February 2008 issue of Official Xbox Magazine includes a free bonus disc with three exclusive songs for the Xbox 360 version of Rock Band.

"Rock Rebellion" Bang Camaro
"Shake" Count Zero
"Sprøde" Freezepop

Awesome. Awesome. Awesome.


Night.

Thank you, Sexy-Hungry Drunk Girl, for the Major Self Esteem Boost...and the 2$.

Talk about an award-winning night over at JJ's.

First, the place is fucking busy. Well, busy for a Wednesday night.
Then, some jack-in-the-asshole tries to rip food right out of the trays in front of me. So I called him a tool and asked him to take his "Skeevy Dee-vee-us hands outside to enjoy your freaky fast sub." With a smile. I cannot believe I did it, and I am so pissed that no one heard me but him.
And most importantly, some drunk bombshell waltzes in with her also-hot-but-not-as-hot-nor-my-type friend and proceeds to order a couple of subs. Soz I madez'em. And then this gal, completely bombed, starts to tell me that I am working in a very sexy manner. So I flirted for a sec. Whatev's. Now, I can bet that most of this was the alcohol...but hey, when a gorgeous person starts aggressively engaging you in conversation, well, it just makes a guy feel man-pretty again. So I finish everything up and hand her the food, 'cause I'm pretty sweet like that. She rips open the sandwich and takes a bite. I had to get back to work, so I stopped paying attention to her...3 minutes or so pass before she yells at me to come talk to her. I does. 'Cause she has nice ta ta mia's. Lo and behold, at the end of the quick little conversation she hands me a pair of crumpled up bills. Sweetness.

So yeah, that was that.

Then I came home, kicked with the Flaming Lips, got stoned, wrote this, and am now sitting here trying to think of what I would write next if it were the future. Does that make sense? I think it does. Anyway, I want 800 Lips t-shirts.

Let There Be Peace On Earth

awww....

Tuesday

Freezepop in Lansing. 9:00. 18+ $5

I'll be there, and so better all y'all bitches :)

So is it bad...

...if I dream about doing drugs? A lot. Like most of the dreams I've had over the last month?

There's a part of me that feels like this is a REALLY bad sign, but for whatever reason, I have this total disconnect in my head about the fact that drugs aren't good for you. I've been lucky - never gotten in trouble, never felt concernedly addicted to anything, but honestly I haven't done anything before where I've said "I should never do this again."

I'm not really worried about it, I'm getting my shit done and everything, but it's so ridiculous that even things I HAVEN'T tried are showing up in my dreams... haha

D.A.R.E.? Yeah, you failed hardcore ;)

Advancing My Skills

So I was walking with The Goerg earlier, and I told him about my idea to join a martial arts class next year. I was thinking that something like that would be a good skill to have. The Goerg agreed. You never know when you'll end up in a bar fight, or a fight at a party, or in a fight at the zoo. Being able to defend yourself properly is very useful and I don't know why I never did this before.

What if, in the unlikely but plausible scenario, aliens came down from space and started attacking. But they were impervious to bullets, but not to karate chops. Or groin kicks. So you have to karate chop and groin kick your way to defeating the aliens, who mysteriously don't use air strikes, but that's because they're stupid aliens who die from karate chops. So, if that ever happened (it could happen, you never fucking know), then I would like to have the know-how to karate chop those bastards with the most efficiency...and possibly break a board or 2 along the way.

I also think I'm going to teach myself to play the guitar sometime in the near future. It took me too long to get into trying this, I know, but now I really have the desire to play it. Also, you have to be able to play a rocking guitar solo after you karate chop some mother fucking aliens! ROCKN'ROLLA!!!

If Only It Was That Easy

So we watched Across The Universe earlier today. It got me thinking...what it would be like to take a bag full of clothes and hit the road and end up in a new place. Any place. As long as you meet new, exciting people, like the ones in the movie. People who know how to have a good time and who can get by with whatever they have. People who can teach you amazing new things. To live a life that you never thought possible. Not doing illegal shit, nothing like that. No bank robbing for me. I would like to be in a place that is basically carefree, where you get by by doing something creative. The only problem with that, is that I'm not very creative. This idea would work amazingly well if I knew how to play an instrument or if life were like a movie. It would be one hell of an experience, but I doubt I'd be able to pull off something like that. First off, I don't know how to live without money. Second, I wouldn't know how to find people like that. Last, I doubt I'd be able to just up and leave everyone like that. Oh well, it was just a thought anyways.

Short of an Abyss...

I can think of nothing I would rather sink into at the moment.

I am:

tense, stressed, sore, tired, frustrated, panicked, and just more than a little bit afraid of my fears.

E GAD


We are all at a mojor turning point in our lives. Some of us will be graduating soon, moving on the careers, starting a life. I, on the other hand, will be figuring the things out that I should have known years ago. I guess that I am a little more than freaked about my life. I have a major tendency to overanalyze everything. Everything. Like, to the point that it can become crippling. To the point that I can become trapped in my fucked up head, crack a joke, groove to music, and work without stopping, noticing, flinching.

It is pretty fucked up.

I need something big.
I need.
Perhaps too much.

Beer tonight?

Se7en...

I'm watching it on TNT. And despite the amount that is removed for network television, I can't help but be reminded how brilliant this movie is. The cinematography is amazing, the acting is amazing, Brad Pitt makes me want to leap through the screen and rape him, and the story is so well paced and executed that it has become the movie that I compare EVERY other homicide thriller to. That's my random thought of the day