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| Friday, July 14th, 2006 | | 8:22 pm |
stars conspiring
Venus opposing Pluto in your sign today can feed the fires of your pent-up resentments over long-term issues of power and control. Be vigilant about how forceful you are, for you may come across with much more intensity than you feel. Others might see you as a threat, so it may be wise to play it low key. On the other hand, your magnetism is quite strong now so there also may be pleasant fireworks in the love arena. oh my | | Wednesday, April 19th, 2006 | | 1:26 am |
at headliners May 5 2006 8:00P A Life Once Lost Toledo, OH I thought you guys should know, i'll be in chicago tho... | | Friday, April 7th, 2006 | | 4:24 pm |
el oh el
TACOMA, Washington (AP) -- Government lawyers tried to remove and confiscate the gold dental work known as "grills" or "grillz" from the mouths of two men facing drug charges. "I've been doing this for over 30 years and I have never heard of anything like this," said Richard J. Troberman, a forfeiture specialist and past president of the Washington Association of Criminal Defense Lawyers. "It sounds like Nazi Germany when they were removing the gold teeth from the bodies, but at least then they waited until they were dead," he added Flenard T. Neal Jr. and Donald Jamar Lewis, charged with several drug and weapon violations, were taken on Tuesday from the Federal Detention Center to the U.S. Marshal's office, where they were told the government had a warrant to seize their grills. Before being put into a vehicle to be taken to a dentist in Seattle, they called their lawyers, who were able to halt the seizure, said Miriam Schwartz, Neal's public defender. A permanent stay of the seizure order was signed Tuesday by U.S. Magistrate J. Kelley Arnold, court documents show. Grills, popularized by rappers such as Nelly, are customized tooth caps made of precious metals and jewels and can cost thousands of dollars for a full set. Some can be snapped onto the teeth like an orthodontic retainer, and others are permanently bonded to the teeth. Neal and Lewis have permanently bonded grills, their lawyers said, declining to provide more description. Government lawyers who asked a federal judge on March 29 to order confiscation of the grills said they did not know the caps had been bonded to the defendants' teeth. "Asset forfeiture is a fairly routine procedure, and our attorneys were under the impression that these snapped out like a retainer," said Emily Langlie, a spokeswoman for the U.S. attorney's office in Seattle. Once the government understood that removal of the grills could damage the defendants' teeth, they abandoned the seizure attempt, she said. Schwartz and Zenon Peter Olbertz, Lewis' lawyer, criticized what they said was a clandestine attempt to have the grills removed. "It's shocking that this kind of action by the federal government could be sought and accomplished in secret, without anyone being notified," said Schwartz. "It reminds me of the secret detentions" in terrorist cases. Seizure warrants are typically sealed to prevent defendants from trying to move or hide valuables and evidence, Langlie and court clerks said. They become public with the filing of a return that shows what has been seized. "feeze! show me your grill!" "Mah shits permabonded foo" | | Monday, January 30th, 2006 | | 7:54 pm |
| | Sunday, January 29th, 2006 | | 9:53 am |
mistajon! i was wrong. Its the year of the dog. Chinese shamans studying elements says this year is going to be good, elements earth and fire together. Last year sucked because wood and steel were clashing, but now the elements work in conjunction, fire resting on earth which they say creates solid foundations and rapid growth. im not making this up. Its also a double spring year, like a leap year, which tradition holds is good luck for couples. The universe is freaking my mind out. Sucky ride home, rain and danger everywhere and no ciggys to be seen. It was most excellent seeing all of you. Kick ass show, my excitement knows no bounds as to whats to come. | | Friday, January 27th, 2006 | | 9:11 pm |
whos goin to the show in ann arbor tonight? | | Thursday, January 12th, 2006 | | 9:15 am |
haaaa. Hasnt even been a week and this semester is looking...interesting. My math class, depending on which way you look at it, is a blessing or a curse due to its near remedial status. Today's lesson, in the lab on thursday morning at 8am no less, was comprehending big numbers. How do we do this? with estimation! I was the only kid in the class who knew what the fiboncci sequence was and the kid next to me laughs at his calculator when equating what a 20% tip would be for a 20 dollar meal. Oh my. At least it'll be easy. I have other, much more unexepected hassles in my other classes. Methods of research for psych majors demands a daily look over and intensive writing. Public speaking, already a weak and horrible area for me, is made dualy worse by the teacher being so bland and plain in every way im confident it is simply a cover for a thrilling life of fighting crime, or bondange slavery for hire or something. The first speech to be given is about someone who influenced you. Aside from being the most generic topic on the planet, its made much more gruesome by removing anything that could possibly make it fun. The ruberic is literally: Introduce yourself, introduce your topic and review the three areas of the speach (1. backround, 2. influence and 3. where they are now) then repeat the three areas for the body. then repeat the same three areas in the closing while adding goodbyes and thank yous. Now...maybe this is how public speaking should be done, and im just sorely lacking in adhereing to this insane sense of rigidity, but its more likely its this mind-numbing sense of rigidity that makes it such a bastard to me. A new kid across the hall in the house from me was blaring "i am the walrus" as i was moving in. We've since become good friends and smoked alot of dope to pass the agonizing amount of time there is to waste. The benches outside where i am writing this were given to the student center by the graduating class of 2004. The quote on it is by doctor suess. a degree granting instuitition sending its class off into the world armed with the knowledge and compassion of a childrens writer. christ. | | Sunday, January 8th, 2006 | | 6:06 pm |
well... Back in adrian. My room is an enclave with bass just as expected. Sorry i've been on the whole, a shitty person, i've had alot to think about and very few days to think about them. Assuredly, the welcome back home has made a lasting impression, and you all are in there making this semester a sad one already. While it does feel good to be back here, this semster is sure to strech endlessly, especially with so much to look forward to this summer. The show last night rocked. its a taste of something very amazing. bleh, its been a long dumb day. | | Monday, December 19th, 2005 | | 9:14 pm |
its only 9:15 here and thank god im packed cause im a bit too drunk to do anything that merits responsibility. I'll be home tomorrrow, arriving at maybe around 4 or 5 ish, but even with the 7 hour flight, its a good possibility i'll be dead ass tired, as im am leaving here at 12:45 ish after getting up at 8 or 9 for my flight. letting the drunkness of homemade absinthe wear off, ill stilll be mostly ready to go i hope. If i can party i'll let you know, but regardless, i have several weeks of break to party with all you lovely faces. i look forward to enjoying it with you all. if i cant party this sacred tuesday, i'll let you all know of the impending destruction that awaits. lord knows i brought enough booze back. ugh, back to finishing all this crap off... | | Wednesday, December 7th, 2005 | | 3:57 am |
whoa, i just scared the shit out of myself. after drinkin too much beer, i layed down and apparently fell asleep...how, or when this happened i do not know, but i wake up at about 4am, thinking its 4pm and thinking i missed my entire trip to rome. that was a frantic coupla minutes. now im packing, looking up where to get drugs in rome (even tho im stopping over in amsterdam!) and printing off etickets. i leave at 9am. this should be the last of my travels, until the big travel home =[/=] | | Monday, December 5th, 2005 | | 12:45 pm |
Ah. what crazyness. its so short a time until i come home, yet i know these days will drag. for good or better, i'm feeling a certian exhaustion but i think its long overdue. i want to collapse, so its really no suprise its getting easier to fall asleep everynight. i look forward to a solitary night in a dark basement with no cars whizzing by, and removal from peoples endless chatter, for a wide open space with shoulder and head and walking room. bending to city life is uncomfortable, i cant wait to unfold. i dont know why i've failed to update in this thing more. i have thousands of stories, and expirences and weird things to say, i guess i'd rather let them bang around in my head as oppose to being forced out through this tool. to all that'd care to hear them, they will be heard im sure, im just in no mood to bore you. point of this update? im tired. | | Thursday, December 1st, 2005 | | 4:00 pm |
Fall of Troy is tonight, and my excitement is limtless. Fear before the march of flames and the bled too, but those honestly dont register nearly as much as FoT. its been a crazy few weeks, and the next few are going to be stupidly crazy, as i have to spend much less time relaxing in london and far much more time devoted to writing papers. bleh. i'm coming home in like, 18 days...weird. | | Friday, November 25th, 2005 | | 3:03 pm |
augh. i only have 6 more min on the internet! this hostel is pretty cool. amsterdam is even cooler. the rain, however, is not, and im soaked to my bones. heineken brewery is today, as is the van gough meuseum and mushrooms? if weather permits. | | Friday, November 18th, 2005 | | 3:02 am |
ahhhh. he opened with flex out and i melted. his second encore was A Journey To Reedham which is the first song i first got hooked on him with. jesus so intense. i need a six string bass, and the ability to sex it up like he could. | | Thursday, November 17th, 2005 | | 6:50 pm |
squarepusher is tonight. yay for bass gods. | | 12:30 am |
looser. losing. lost.
The new between the buried and me lyrics make the album ten thousand times better, and its makes me wonder what all these business people think of me growling quietly "death of human music" while i twitch to musical glory on the subway. like the music itself, the lyrics make the each track unforgettable and adds a thick layer onto the music. like the music, it raises the bar for composition, as the quirky ass lyrics deviate from anything else in memmory. two thousand five welcome to perfection indeed. this freedom to drink whenever is a unfortunate blessing. i'll be in amsterdam for me (and dans) birthday. again, wish me luck (i'll be tokin for the both of us.) | | Saturday, November 12th, 2005 | | 5:47 pm |
I guess i should update. London is a shitload of fun. I cant really elaborate upon how nuts it is without describing what is most different about living here. People. There are so fucking many of them. I've said this before, but this needs to be understood because it changes everything. I have to ride the sub to classes in the morning, then back in the afternoon. There are rush hours like there are in traffic on the highway, but they exist here as rush hours in terms of bodies in tunnels. Tubes stuffed to overflowing with people. Now, my usual days in adrian or hw put me into contact with some folk, but not like this. It presents a weird dynamic to existing within this hub of flowing bodies...the more chaotic it gets, the more fluid you gotta be. The dosent jive well with the fuzzy, bumbly me, or the soft melodic music i lisiten to driving home from school. All thats well and good for empty spaces and long drives and quiet nights, but there is far to much movement and enegry to listen to songs that plod along. I need metal. Its a perfect fit with all the energy, and there is a huge comfort sitting quietly in a large group of people who are also sitting quietly while hellthunder goes into your ears. I didnt like miasma much before i left, but i love it now. Dillinger and btbam rock my socks almost every day, and dont even get my stared on a life once lost. It makes you wanna rip people in half. zoo pictures! I never thought i'd actually see a seahorse   these tigers ruled the zoo from their tiny wooden boxes. i just know it.   It should be noted that at this trip to the zoo, i saw turtles having sex in a big glass box. this is about the most hilarious thing any human can wish to see. malta pictures Example of caves:  by the lagoon:  Mostly the lagoon. you could swim to the rock formations on the other side.  stray malta kitty! so cute, but they hate people  kendra eats the octopus. the look on her face was much, much better when she first got it. mmmm.  all the streets in malta looked more or less the same. this is at once stupefying and bland.  amsterdam Me out front of our cabin (with trusty hat)  these would have a dramatic impact on the night...  our cabin led to a dock which sat on this canal  the sky is like 9 shades of blue in amsterdam. this is right outside our campsite.  a few london ones... walking outside my door to the left...there is a nice bum who lives in once of the alcoves at the end of this business building. I see an austin martin hot as fuck car pull into and out of the garage frequently. the bench on the side of the street im on looks ideal for hanging out on, but unfortunately, its right below a crazy old lazy house and we will get plates thrown at us if we are too loud.  this is my street to the right...you can see the ritzy hotel kinda sorta, and all the traffic it has in front of it. This place is serious buisness, i see no less than 5 bentlys a day, and 24/7 there are taxies pulling up and driving off. They have a constant bellhop staff, and the lithuanian who works nights gets us smuggled smokes on the cheap.  the is the beautiful st. james park, a few blocks from me.  | | Sunday, November 6th, 2005 | | 5:31 pm |
Malta kicks ass. almost too much ass to describe, but i guess i can do it in bullet form, which makes everyone happy. -Animals! So many! Bryon was stung by a jellyfish! Stray ( but adorable) cats everywhere! Fast as hell lizards we couldnt ever catch! There were so many animals on this island, and compared to the desolate concrete fortress that is london, its mindblowing. At the lagoon we found snails! I ate octopus! just a bite. i had to. its my show of honor to this magnificent creature. Tentacle suckers and everything. Pictures coming. -Beaches! Well, lack thereof, kinda. The coast is rocky and moonish, and occasionally, cliffy. All very cool, unless you want beaches dammit. which we wanted badly, and had to take a bus to get to. I was pretty hungover the morning i went to the beach, so i decided to just lay in the sun for a bit. i'll give you one guess which band i lisitened to first on a beach in the medeterraian... -drugs! haha. this is an island that loves to party. it took us about 6 hours to find what we needed. -People! So friendly. In addition to helping us with our drug habits, they helped us get around and talked all night at the bars with us. The kid who hooked us up had a parent who owned a bar down the street from our hotel where we met a british offshore banker, whos vacationed here for 17 years, and moved here cause he couldnt imagine living anywhere else. We met "dirty bastard" who was this nice old italian man who showed us bar tricks and danced with our ladies. At the nightclub frequented by our drug friends, they dance like maniacs (all rolling) and kick some rad jams. -Lagoons! mmmm. Think of a perfect lagoon, with crystal blue waters, white sand and little fishes that swim about you while you wade in the sun. It exists, and i've swam in it. oh god perfection. - Pirates! Malta was smack dab in pirate waters, when they existed. You know what this means. Caves, lots of em. And a healthy disposition towards drinking. all in all, five days spent with shirts off, bathing suits on and beer in hand. I'll have pictures up, of this and alot more when i stop being so damn lazy. I hope you guys are doing okay back home. | | Monday, October 3rd, 2005 | | 10:40 pm |
Amsterdam was pretty amazing. I want to live their when im older, and not just for the sweet, sweet plants they grow. The city is sprawling and old, connected in a thousand fragmented ways by canals with stores crammed into every back alley possible. Most of the coffeeshops, where weed is sold, inhabit these dank spaces and boy, are they amazing. The first ten minutes of being in our first one, after rolling the first j, i was high beyond belief, higher than i'd ever think to be after a few tokes. It was gonna be smoothe sailing from here on out. The next place gave all five of a room to ourselves, a bong, a shitload of depeche mode and good food to eat. We mixed, for the first time, hash and this insanely good pot called mothers finest and got too high to question the chinese and russian female olympic wreslting qualifiers on the tv. From there on, we just wondered from shop to shop, checking out the good and stopping a bit to smoke if need be. The weed milkshake at Abraxis was so fine. Very cool places, altho walking around in the city, lost, in awe and way too high proved strange. The streets are bricked every which way, and on this uneven ground you have to dodge a fully active tram system, trains, cars, buses other people and people on bikes, which are all over the fucking place. Even if the huffy store in my childhood dreams did exist, it wouldnt nearly have as many bikes as a typical workday afternoon in amsterdam centraal. This is partially the reason i want to live there so much, as i think if riding bikes every day was a major factor in my life, i would be a much better person. We camped at a site about 30 min away from the city, right near a series of canals upon which our tiny 4 bedroom cabin (in which 5 of us lived) sat. We had a dock, three thouand miles between us and america, the best weed in the entire world and mushrooms, bought over the counter in a neat little sealed box. It was living for a very few brief days with literally nothing else but life. No bullshit laws, no bullshit tv, no bullshit heater. It was kinda cold. I smuggled a gram of "king mohommads pollen", a flowery type of hash, back, and am very sad i didnt get much, much more. I miss everybody. =[ I guess i'll get around to posting a fuckton of pictures someday. | | Tuesday, September 27th, 2005 | | 7:34 pm |
I leave in about an hour for an 11 bus ride to amsterdam. I hope to back with most of my brain. pray for me |
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