Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 01, 2023

Dia de Los Muertos Vivientes 2023

 

Someone take these dreams away

They keep calling me


We were never alive And we won't be born again But I'll never survive With dead memories in my heart

Friday, October 27, 2023

The 40-Year-Old Vermin


Damn you.


Grandma, Dad, and Mom left this world through the gap years.

My inheritance from Dad:
Gwen and Sim




Quite a lot has transpired in the *checks notes* EIGHT YEARS?! since I last published on this platform. Obama left, the masses elected the "you're FIRED!" guy, the human race endured a pandemic, and partway through the work-from-home era we elected the former vice president to the first African-American president at the tender age of 77. 

THAT'S POLITICS, BABY.

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I wanted to cement things on this Alphabet server since I've half-assedly abandoned the Artist Formerly Known as Twitter which I had been using as a digital diary of hastily photoshopped pictures of interesting things along my journal through life. Side note: when the hell did LiveJournal go full Russki?

This timeline, man.

Here are just a couple of bangers(sigh) from the past five days. 


NOT MY GOD


Skold and Co. made a return to the area once again. This is Tim's third appearance in just the past 15ish months. Three different acts. Man hustles and I absolutely respect that. I remember at the SKOLD show over the summer the promoter told the crowd Tim would be back soon. Thought I misheard him but no, was not expecting Tim to return with Nero and bring their electronic/industrial act NOT MY GOD to the fine folks of Overland Park. Knew I was going to have a nice night when in front of the merch area there was suspension play happening just...there, right there.  Death LovesVeronica said it best, "You guys have a cool scene./s" 

SPARK AND SPARK!!

The audio was not the best for the acts including I thought the main hitter at times but man SNAKES OF RUSSIA had that shit cranked to 11. At one point I just closed my eyes and thought fuck, I feel entombed, drugged, and want to die feeling like this(is this why people go to raves). That one-man sound factory won me over that night and I still can't make sense of why I didn't grab something from his merch section. I took a second glance at his merch on the way out the door but in the end, I just left. Seriously might just support his Bandcamp page. Good shit.

sexy

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*not going to lie, I'm not even halfway through this shit and I think I'm going to bail soon. Rusty!!!*

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WAYBACK MACHINE KILLER TOUR


Click Click BOOM

I don't think I've ever felt so insulted by every goddamn act at this show. Their constant reminders that we're all fucking old and I can't believe you people want to see this shit on a weekday(oh, the humanity) but thank you guys for seeing our shit. Surprised no one was selling aspirin at the merch tables.

I wanted to live in my illusion that I'm still fifteen and I can't believe the people that are on Music Television talking about Shit Lifes, Benders, and Love Dumps are in my town altogether, and want to rock the fuck out for us. Tsk Tsk. Not without their unwanted assertions of age. Look, I'm glad you're not dead but can we commence the Death Trip. On second thought....


VINTAGE TEE
since 1999 we've been looking for this revolution and...










__________________*steam running out*______________





Sippin' on a 40





 

Friday, November 29, 2013

††† // BABY ITS COLD OUTSIDE (DFSA ed.)

...watch it come awake.




This has honestly played almost ten times in a row now.
...THAT ENDING!


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I'm still hesitating on posting about my adventures from TX and CA earlier in the month. I need to get my thoughts out there in ones and zeros. Not ready just yet. There's several other drafts in hiding that I've held off hitting POST.

It's the day after celebrating the harvest so here's something from early October.

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All around me, several "constituents" contracted debilitating conditions rendering them DEAD TO THE WORLD.

As this rotten fucker called age embraces me and brings pain to my lower back, I cannot offer them reassuring hymnals to soothe their conscience as they willingly lay dirty dollar bills in the sweaty palms of overp(l)ayed pHARMacists. They literally "prick your finger" to monitor their condition, a condition that could manifest itself into something more deadly than AIDS and breast cancer combined.

"when the worm consumes the boy it's never considered rape"

Who ever knew one load of laundry could bring you BANGING on Death's door. Luckily the bitch wasn't paying much attention and your neighbor wanted fresh drawers before attempting to land a mate and spread his proverbial seed. Can we have empathy for the coked out paramedics who's quick to judge you as you lay unconscious in front of them? ...

Time will tell my toothless f(r)iend.

"three holes upon the leather belt" 


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THINGS That
ENTER(t)AINT along the way




The King doesn't play well on money-hungry network TV
"everything turns to shit"

"You're the smartest guy I ever met"

"...as hollow as the 'o' in god"
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PEEL OFF ALL THOSE EYES




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Motherfuckin' pre-ordered








Thursday, October 24, 2013

Night and Day /// "You wear your ruins well"


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Just returned my slo-dem along with two more citizens both opting for a new diet high in fiber. 
The others scattered around the small room were replacing broken promises and filing complaints.
I thought I was at the DMV for a second.
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Man, November seemed so far away back in July.
I can't wait to hit the interstate again and feast on the undesirable.



"For all you know,"
tease me please
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Then it will be time to, god-willing(HOMELAND SECURITY), meet up with my sister and lose our shit together:




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"...don't give away the end."



Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Darker Than Black Elmo

What a sad state of affairs in this country right now. All this shit and more in less than a week.

Hostess Brands complete shutdown.


St. Elmo FIRED

Hobby Lobby trying to pass itself off as a religious institution to beat Obamacare's stipulation of FREE contraceptives for it's employees

What else is in store for workers as more employers "fight" the new law.

Husband and Wife music to fall asleep to


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Now for some positive news.

exist trace BACK IN THE STATES NEXT YEAR

Too soon to make plans but I want to finally check out Dealey Plaza. Third times a charm except in the case of our President Kennedy.

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ANIME ANIME ANIME

recent flings












Sunday, November 11, 2012

While Maria is out, I will play...

Kaya's latest DVD again and fantasize.




*HIZAKI swirls and leaves the stage*
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ah, so yes...the deftones played a blistering show at Harrah's last month. A set with oldies and live-show staples mixed in with new tracks off KOI NO YOKAN, their second album without Chi, which is debuting in just a couple of days. That's fate for you. Anyways, rollingstone.com has their entire album available for streaming and I must confess that it is phenomenal. Why the fuck is the Foo Fighters getting all the awards these days. Show these motherfuckers some love.



 Stalker Mark landed some serious swag that night. Before the show he scored everyone's signature on his custom ONE LOVE FOR CHI banner (thanks Maria) minus Stephen's. I assume we didn't notice him walk by because he was in a cloud of pot smoke. Go figure.

Still trying to find video evidence of Chino taking Mark's banner and holding it up for the crowd to see during a break between songs. So far, no luck.

Deftones Setlist Harrah's Voodoo Lounge, Kansas City, MO, USA 2012, Koi No Yokan

We had gambled a little before the gig and respectively lost around $40-50 each so we didn't bother going back after the show. Instead we finished the night with "after-concert-McDonald's".

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DS
AKA:
"Baby Thang"
"Black Ass"
White Foot-Black Foot"
"Old Man DS"
(2007-2012)





In early 2007 our Nos-ferret-atu passed away right before the Inward Scream tour. Which started mine and Maria's superstition of bad shit happening right before or during trips. We didn't consider filing the void of our lost pet because we still had Mysterious, Vicious, and Lily...which was plenty :p

But one day in early Summer we set out to go buy a DS Lite from Game Stop but before that we stopped in Petco to purchase some FerretVite.  Low and behold was this ferret in the display cage that stood out right away. I remember him being so active in there, running around and jumping at the top of the cage trying to bite our fingers.

We realized that the ferrets were the same exact price of the DS we were going to get. There wasn't any hesitation in our decision to forgo the DS and pick up the ferret. Later that night we thought it would be funny to call him DS to always remember that day.

He had the coolest looking coat ever. Super black ass with a white thin line right down the middle of his head. He had one dark colored foot and one white foot hence one of his nicknames. He also had white fur on his belly and we would call him Panda Belly from time to time. In his later years his coat became much lighter and eventually he took on a striking resemblance to Vicious but you could always instantly recognize him from the white stripe down his head.

When DS took a turn for the worse last month, we expected the long drawn out painful experience we have had previously before with our other ferrets. Luckily, he did not have to go through the agonizing stage of the death process where they seem to go delusional.

Old Man DS left us on my birthday which was a surprise but like I said, I am thankful it was not as terrible of an experience as it could have been.


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Once again Maria, down to the fucking wire, came through with a costume for her family's Halloween party. She scrapped a lot of it the week before the party and still was able to finish in time to her liking. It was somewhat weird trying to have a good time that night because we had taken DS to Wayside Waifs the day before.





She was a hit that night and also on Halloween night for the neighborhood kids. I cannot even imagine what she will attempt next year.



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Can't believe it's almost time to bring home another turkey.

fin