Sometimes...

...I see the stupidest things. And you cannot help but express how stupid they are.

Travis Barker and DJ AM

Tiiiiight!

Fix Your Face

This is meant to confuse you

Everything is so fucking surreal right now. I find humor in it though. Anyways. the last two days have been pretty good. Could've done without the gloomy weather but good company outweighs that any day and in this case any rainy day. Can't wait for this evening.

cool clock! Makes adhering to Da Vinci's polyphasic sleep cycle much easier.


Designed by Marc Owens.

It was only a matter of time

And in other news, this is a smart move on behalf of myspace.

Maybe

"Maybe if you can't get somebody out of your head, they're supposed to be there."

side project

Add this shit. johnAMremixes

someone great

View # 1 from my room window.


View #2 from my room window. That's the radio tower that we tell people to look for when giving directions. It's the tallest structure in the museum/upper fan district! can't miss it!


View #3 from my room window. That's the channel 6 news station. And Jacobs car.


A 1.5 mile bike ride to campus just to find out you left your u-lock at home. Refer to the sticky note.


How communication is undergone in the apartment. Open to anyone who wants to publicly express themselves at private times.

A little "French touch".

Just some music videos from some significant french house bands that played a major role in the whole "french touch" movement. All in which are always perfect to mesh into your mix. I'm talking the shit that you can't keep your feet still to. You have to dance. These are some of my favorites with their catchy-as-hell beats and bass riffs. Brilliant. Enjoy!

Stardust- "Music sounds better with you"


Modjo- "Lady (hear me tonight)"


Daft Punk- "around the world"


Cassius- "1999"


Superfunk-"lucky star"

She likes European commercials... so do I.

Check out The notwist. You'll be happy you did. They're German. They're electronic. They're instrumental. They've been around for a while. They're total bliss. Damn Germans.

oh, for any of you folks who can read webdings french...

Savez-vous ce sentiment ? Quand vous parlez à quelqu'un pendant un moment et il peut continuer pendant des jours où il semble et vous n'obtiendrez jamais ennuyeux. Quelqu'un avec qui vous pouvez se sentir totalement confortable et parler de n'importe quoi mondain ou intellectuel. Quelqu'un vous ne devez pas se prouver aussi ? Quelqu'un que vous devriez avoir su il y a longtemps. Il est étrange comment les choses établissent quand il vient aux sentiments. Savez-vous ce sentiment ?

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Apparently the above is not in wingdings! To me it is! Oh well. Im changing it to french then.

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So i just translated the above back to english on an online translator and it's not exactly what I wrote. It's actually pretty funny what it says compared to what I wrote...

Do you know this feeling? When you speak with somebody during one moment and it can continue during days when it seems and you will never obtain tedious. Somebody with whom you can feel completely comfortable and speak about anything society man or intellectual. Shouldn't somebody you prove themselves too? Somebody whom should have known to you a long time ago. He is strange how the things establish when he comes to the feelings. Do you know this feeling?

markfenske.com

This semester I'm taking a prerequisite class (for the advertising sequence) called "curiousness". Fortunately for me, well kind of, the actual creator of the class happens to be my instructor. His name is Mark Fenske. When I first saw this guy, I thought it was a joke that he actually worked in the ad business due to his appearance and his Jim Belushi-like stature. And yes, he looks just like Belushi. But I was quick to learn that appearance really doesn't matter over quality of work, whether past or present. I'm about four weeks into school and the fourth week taking his class (every Tuesday) and almost half of the class has been called out, whether be it humiliated or asked to stand in front of the 150 students and get bombarded with personal questions. I'm still waiting on my turn. He says it's good for you...and I believe him. Today in class he gave out his website, or more-so a blog, markfenske.com to the class in which I just got finished looking at. I was pleasantly surprised. It's really nice to find out that one of your instructors has been in the business for years. There's nothing better to learn from then that. I delved into his writings about advertising on his blog and was impressed that so much insight, and witty writing i'm gonna add, came out of this guy. Apparently he's a big deal in the ad world. Shit, just google the name Mark Fenske and you'll know what i'm talking about. Yes, again, he's the Jim Belushi looking guy. To conclude this ego ebullition on Fenske, I just want to state out that for the first time, in a long time, I can easily say I am truly inspired...and by a teacher of all things.

Trapper Keeper!

I attended a show last night at some one story house/business building out on North Adams street. We got there and there were already cops giving the tenants a warning for being too loud, which is funny because the show hadn't even started yet. So I'm thinking this'll be quick, good thing it's free. So we walk in to the house and immediately get pounded in the face with one hundred degree body heat and the faint scent of body odor...something that was expected of. I look over to the left front corner of the house where the band is playing and on a small fold-up table there are some odd looking gameboy, video game fabrications used as instruments. I've heard of things like these before, a more informal, not-as-glamorous crystal castles setup maybe?? So a guy with a lime green tie and a pink bandanna starts screaming something that I cannot make out. I did get that the one man band was called Radioshock (from Brooklyn). The sound made me feel as if I were in an old Atari video game. It wasn't brilliant, but it wasn't bad. It was mediocre, something not to take too seriously. I had fun though, especially yelling "trapper keeper" with Keith during the song "trapper keeper". Mosh pits started to happen, which are dumb may I add, and Radioshock finished his last song. Sweat city. Unfortunately the show ended quickly afterwards due to the cops coming for the second time. Monday night shows=not a very good idea. We all walked to the park afterwards where we talked about guns and watched Keith and Rachel lick peoples eyeballs... Weirdest thing ever!

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Things to look forward too this month...

- Whiskey and bluegrass music someplace next to the Science Museum.
- Some Art showing Friday
- Henrock dance party Friday after showing
- Cutcopy and the Presets at the 9:30
- Camping somewhere on the James

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Flight of the conchords

So I just finished the first season of Flight of the Conchords. I was surprised on how funny it was. I still find myself watching some episodes that stood out to me. One of them was the episode "Girlfriends". I love the old cinematic filter that turns on when the songs starts up. The colors and mood are very happy and alive. And the song, sooo funny! Bret and Jemaine are a perfect comedic duo. I guess it's the bland, naive humor the characters give off that gets me but I laugh at almost anything so I don't know. I guess you'll just have to watch the season and find out for yourself.




Hilarious!

an apology

To anyone who actually reads this, sorry for all the fucking whining. Let's get back on track.

That sudden realization

It's funny how fast people can change their minds, their attitudes, feelings. Within days, even hours it seems. weird. sad.

Thank you for saying that.

"Strange. But even when you know it has to end, when it finally does, you always get that inevitable twinge: Have i done the right thing?"

I haven't cried in a long time. Its so foreign to me. It's refreshing. To let it all out. Drop everything to the floor and let everything in you pour onto your jeans and t-shirt. I don't know if it's that moving away deprivation of family and friends feeling that normal people get when they leave everything behind in search of who knows, but it's finally starting to kick in. That morose feeling. Maybe it's the decisions I've made and the end result that was rather un-expected. Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions and things will eventually turn up on a good note. They usually do. Decisions, whether good or bad, will always be made may I add. I guess I'm just thinking in the "now" moment. I have no patience. I want all that's good, right this moment. Who can blame me. Were all the same. Moving on then, that was my decision in the first place right? I've got to stick to that plan. Face the consequences of my actions whether they be good or bad. Dismiss any negative thoughts or feelings people may have towards me because of the decisions that I made. Quite frankly, I really don't care what people may be saying about me while sitting in a bar or over late night phone chats. Anyone who negatively criticizes me for my actions who isn't affected in any way, shape, or form can fuck off because never will you be worth my time. Tend to your own problems instead of feeding off someone else's faults. It'll work out in the long run, promise. So how will this turn out? I don't know. I find myself saying that a lot lately. It needs to change and quick. I usually don't like being so indecisive nor being around people who are, but were all hypocrites. Anyone reading this may know little bits and morsels on my situation. The curious. The bored. The sad. How to end this? I hate this part. No kicker. It's only appropriate this will have to end on a very short concluding final text with four years of weight baring down. Happiness. Sadness. cheating. lying. crying. begging. confusion. happiness. sadness. cheating. lying. love. regrets.


-It doesnt matter anymore.

Let's really move on now. It's about that time. It was you and I that brought us to this point. I just made that end result decision. But was it right? Thats the question of the year for me.

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I take it back, It was a right decision.

GT - Feed the animals

Today is such a gloomy day. Fortunately, it's my first day off this week and that allows me to finally wash my clothes. I'm actually sitting at the laundry mat on Strawberry street right now, the same one I went to last week. I attempted to be adventurous and drive around looking for another mat but it's the one on Strawberry street that I feel more comfortable in. It may be the trees along the road that give it a welcoming feel when driving down or the nice Strawberry street folk. Anyways, I'm listening to the new Girl Talk album "feed the animals" and I have to say, Greg Gillis yet again doesn't fail to serve his dish of smoothly fabricated music mash-ups of Kanye West to Queen and everything in between. He incorporates Ziggy Stardust vs. Daft Punk in "Hands in the air", which is a pleasant surprise and The police in "What it's all about", nice. I'm pretty upset that the GT tickets quickly sold out the 9:30 club in DC. That would've been a blast. However, Cut Copy and the Presets at the end of this month is something to be excited about! Check Girl talk out here.