well now...the M.I.A. post

been missing for a few days, as if anyone noticed. anyways, as i write this i'm listening to some select hits from the album releases of one of my fave, if not all time fave funk bands: Funkadelic. goddamn. it's hard for me to love this shit and have grown up listening to it and then try to listen to shit that comes on the radio today. it could be purely nostalgia, but most music i hear today does not move me like this at all. the worst part to me is these cats were often high as shit and made some of the most emotionally appealing music i've heard so far in my life. i'm not one to ascribe to the idea of gettin' on to be more creative, but i guess it worked for these cats.

all i have to say is Maggot Brain.

make like T.O. actually had an allergic reaction...

PEACE

1 is the lonliest number...

my son asked my wife today/yesterday if the above is true. i'm not sure if he knows this is just the line from a pop song or not. he knows the song's hook, but i'm not sure if he realizes it is pretty much a hook more so than a truism.

songs like that used to make me cry when i was a kid. i guess that was part of my depression. that could be a stretch. maybe i was just an emotional kid. i honestly don't know. either way, i remember certain songs used to make me bawl when i was a young buck. shit, now i hardly cry at all. oddly, sometimes when i listen to a golden era banger, i can tear up, but that is still a rare occasion. also, it isn't for quite the same reasons. hip hop is like blah blah now, so sometimes when i hear a classic jam, it reminds me that shit will not likely ever be that dope again. imagine going from It Takes A Nation Of Millions to The Massacre. WTF! that's not a smooth transition at all. i'm not a Pac fan but i have more respect for that bo' than Curtis. blah, blah, blah.

anyways, back to 1 being lonely. fuck, i don't know if that is true or not. why isn't 0 the lonliest? at least 1 is 1. 0 is nothing. what could possibly be lonlier than 0? it's not like you can have less than 0 friends/associates/aquaintences. so maybe 0 is the lonliest number.

make like i didn't just try to kill my sinus headache w/5 shots...

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don't ask why, just live life...

this may come off as overly dramatic, but my life often irritates me. i've done some reading on depression that suggests depression can cause such views. technically, your circumstances in life are neither good nor bad. it's all up to the individual's perception of the events. that sounds pretty hot from a universal standpoint, but it doesn't explain some of the dumb shit that i've had to deal with in my life. i'll be the 1st to say that much if not all of the dumb shit stems from some bullshit decision that i've made, but there are still those circumstances that no one has any control over. i've been known to remark that if i believed in luck, i'd have to say i have bad luck. problem is, i don't believe in luck. funny thing is, i'd still have to say i have bad luck. [ba-dum-dum! tsss!]

for example, my car. it fucked up on me on Tuesday. i did buy it. that would be the bad decision. i also got the trannie rebuilt instead of copping a different ride. that could be considered another bad decision. thing is though, you can't spend life looking back trying to figure out which decisions were not the best. it's good to not repeat mistakes, but you can't sit around playing what if. that shit is a great time waster. needless to say, when shit is fucked up, i still tend to do it.

another example is my wife. without going into details, she fits the bill of another in the line of crazy women that i've introduced into my life. you've got to wonder what is wrong when a person does the same shit over and over even if you express some disliking of said behavior. WTF! specifically, financial shit. again without going into detail, with her, it's the same shit over and over again. she does not like to be financially responsible in such a way as to not cause problems for the family as a whole. basically, she'd buy some shoes before she bought us some food. ask her why and she'd be like, "i felt like it." again, WTF! apparently, this is the fucking theme for everyone but me. not WTF, but "i felt like it."

it must be fun to just do whatever the fuck you feel like doing. the best part is, when you get busted doing something you know you aren't supposed to do, just nonchalantly act like whatever. that must be some cool ass shit. not that i would know. shit, every time i even tip-toe near irresponsibility, it bites a fucking chunk outta my ass. that's why i don't rob banks or sell drugs. i don't want to go to prison. most cats don't think about shit like that. they're like "i felt like it." boom! go rob that bank or sell those drugs. anyways, that's my rant for today.

make like my fucking sinuses aren't bothering me...

PEACE

Needa-ventures III: my car may hate me...

so i'm rolling down Ridge Pike this morning and Needa (with the brand stank new battery and recently replace alternator) just dies on me. nevermind i need car to get to work or anything like that. i'm more pissed off that i just finished a nice 10 hour shift and i'm stuck with the car's ass hangin' out into the freakin' highway. i tried to pull off the road, but i just happened to be going uphill and the only lot i could get too was even further uphill...yaaay!

now Needa's stuck in whatever town that is in the parking lot of an appliance store. i asked the store if it was okay if Needa sits there until i can get'er towed to a garage. the guy said someone would call me back and let me know, but i haven't heard from anyone yet. talk about massive suckolean.

hopefully i'll be able to use my bike and SUCKTA to get to the gig until i can get my pile of high velocity maintence on wheels to the shop. did i mention my mechanic is on vacation until next Tuesday? more suckolean.

fuckin' a man! just thought i'd put that in there...

make like my car is not a pain in the ass...

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is the Bush administration a friggin' joke?

you'd probably expect a rant from this title, but it's not coming. just a question or two on the 5th anniversary of the WTC destruction.

why in the hell has there not been even the remotest success at catching Osama? WTF! is this guy invisible or is it that the shit Michael Moore presented in his overly sarcastic documentary has some truth to it? how can you be the most powerful government in the "free" world and not be able to catch your #1 enemy? WTF! talk about military ineptitude. i feel sorry for all the families who have lost members because Bush thought Iraq had anything at all to do with 9/11. this president has been great for comedy, but it's not funny when you consider the cost of life this "war on terrorism" has caused. i thought the war on drugs was a joke.

i remember when the war on terrorism was first proposed. i thought it was assinine then and my opinion hasn't changed much over the last few years. seems more like it was a bullshit idea to distract the citizens of this country from the economic mismanagement being practiced by the Bush administration. it was like "oh shit, we're kinda fucking up. let's start a war so we can distract everyone."

throw in a few tax breaks for the already established upper middle class and boom. you'd probably think i was a Democrat or something, but i think both parties suck governmental ass. seems like Republicans suck a little harder sometimes, but most politicians respond to the same general stimuli: the interests of capitalism and corporate exapansion. the global economy is still benefiting the same general parties that it has for hundreds of years.

i'm beginning to think 9/11 was some kind of necessary sacrifice of U.S. citizens for the benefit of some of the multi-national corporations. who is benefiting from the continuation of the war in Iraq? certainly not the armed forces or the Iraqis. and Afghanistan is fucked up but you won't hear about that in any major media arenas. Opium production is supposed to be up since the U.S. backed government took over. guess the war on terrorism trumps the war on drugs.

so, to answer my rhetorical question from above, hell yeah! this has got to be the worst overall government since i've been alive. even Nixon with his scandal ridden administration was not this bad. W. is an idiot. they fooled the hell out of whoever voted for him in the southern states. who knows what's going to happen in the next few elections. ask me and i'll say there needs to be a new movement for change made up of the working stiffs. that's whose getting jerked.

make like i love the good old U.S. of A.

PEACE

how you know you're broke...

when you start washing your ass w/the little bars of soap from hospitals/hotels. i actually ran out of soap. i have never had that happen in my entire life. if it happened before, i don't remember it.

it's hard to balance a budget when your income is significantly insignificant. i just found out last week that my wife embezzled $80 from our monthly income to replace something she had no business disappearing. not only did she disappear it, but she did not use the $80 to replace it. ain't that so sweet?

gotta stop ordering pizzas and going to the buffet'n'shit. i tend to use such activities as a means of coping with depression. problem is if i'm broke and can't buy enough vittles or pay bills in a timely fashion, i just get more depressed. that just doesn't work...

make like the Eagles won against a great team this afternoon...

PEACE

ouch dem teef hurt...

i guess since hip hop sampled music for so long, it became acceptable to start sampling names and shit too. i already knew C. Jackson "borrowed" his name from someone else, but i had no idea who until a few minutes ago. this idiot straight jacked his name from a known killer. how original. i suppose he's no worse the C. Wallace though. i didn't realize he jacked his name from one of my favorite '70's flicks until i copped the DVD and heard the name Biggie Smalls. talk about an "oh shit!" moment. i was disappointed. that would explain the whole Charlie Baltimore thing...

anyway, i always hated when i heard or met someone who had the same or a similar pseudonym as one of mine. i suppose that's why i have so many, but then i'm not making any $ doing this shit am i? [TOUCHE!] not that it's about money for me, but nobody really gives a fuck about my $.02 when that's about all have in my pocket. [SMILE!] it seems pretty sad that it became ok to bite. not to be all nostalgic and shit, but it's so damn blatant nowadays. cats don't bother to research or they do but have no pride for creativity. fuck that. i don't want to have anyone else's name. i don't care what the represented.

i'm gonna make my new name a character from Star Wars. yeah. now which one will it be? i gotta think...blpht! i wish i would. anyways, it's far more fun to make shit up. i like being creative. on that note, i'm creatin' my ass outta here.

make like i knew not to play Rothlisberger on my fantasy squad...

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Needa-ventures II

awww, shit! just when i actually need the vehicle to get to the new gig...the vehicle starts to act straight stizzupid. dunno what's wrong, but the trannie's acting up again. i get in the car one day when it's raining pretty good and when i back up, a puddle falls from the roof into the passenger seat. [YAAAY!] yesterday i decide to try to listen to the radio and it starts cutting in and out. i figured out that it cuts out whenever i accelerate/mash the gas pedal. WTF! so i take the ride to my car stereo spot and they don't seem to be able to fix it. WTF! talk about shitty timing. story of my life. i just got the thing inspected and everything and it's acting like it's gonna shit all over me. fucking car. it wouldn't be so irritating if i could just trade this one in and get something more reliable. i don't have an interest in a new ride, i just want one that functions with minimal maintenance.

oh well, it's like i tell my young ones, you rarely get what you want in life. gotta figure something out so i don't get jammed for transport. can't get to the gig w/o a ride. PT doesn't travel to my job loc.

speaking of loc. i IM my sister last night and tell her to call me. does she call? of course not. she is so pressed to talk to me, yet she makes no effort whatsoever to initiate contact. again i say WTF!

make like violence is the answer...

PEACE