let the games begin

sweetness -- for those who can't link, the osbournes have signed on for another 20 episodes -- just enough to eventually make us all hate him and his rich rich family.

two things have helped make me more at home and happier in LA than anything else: a laptop and a bike. the laptop was a godsend from matt, my liaison at tnt, and it arrived a couple of weeks ago. it enables me to get out of the house and go anywhere I want to write -- well, almost anywhere - I'm waiting on a replacement battery for it, and when it arrives I will have freedom. that's big. I'm driving across the country (new york to LA) in a couple of weeks and am now unconcerned about falling behind with my projects. now I can relax and enjoy the trip with my friend annie. I can't wait. I love driving trips, especially with friends that you can act like a screaming fool around.
The other source of comfort here is the bike kalen bought at a garage sale. he's been in atlanta for a couple weeks, and I've commandeered the bike - peddling it everywhere - to the gym, the grocery, post office. yesterday I took the laptop to a coffee shop on it. love it. I am in the early stages of triathlon training, so I'll eventually need to buy a decent road bike - but until then the murray with the big spring seat will do just fine, until kalen gets back. I'm already planning on poisoning him so he can't leave the bed -- wait a sec - can I trust you to keep this quiet ? good. thanks.
today I'm going to the beach somewhere to work. Or at least close enough to the beach in a place that has an outlet for the 'puter.

liberty !

amazing. everyone needs to visit this exhaustive times piece on 9/11.

3 months of being a non-smoker today. hooray for me.

thank you, mat for making my weekend. triumph the insult dog makes me laugh like nothing else. this is must see TV.

you think ozzy is the only british 50 something slightly senile burned-out rock star ?
meet Lemmy, the lead singer of the hardcore heavy metal train wreck band motorhead. mat wrote about how someone stole his hat after a recent show in san francisco, then mike watt posted this interview clip on his list today.

when reading, put on a more guttural ozzy voice - that gives you an idea of lemmy's voice.



YOU HAVE A LOT OF GOOD MEMORIES OF PLAYING IN
CLEVELAND?

Yeah, it's home of the Rock and Roll Hall of
Fame, which is a piece of shit. I've never
seen so much wasted space in my entire life.
It's a fuckin' gift shop, isn't it?

YOU PROBABLY DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT BEING
INDUCTED.

I don't think I would accept. I'd tell 'em to
fuck off.

DID YOU DO A LOT OF SPEED IN THE 70s?

Oh, yes. But I don't really want you to print
shit like that because it gets the police on
my ass. Ask me about something else.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF 'THE OSBOURNES' ?

I haven't seen it yet, but I don't look
forward to seeing it. I think it's kind of
weird.

WOULD YOU WANT A CAMERA FOLLOWING YOU AROUND?

Fuck no. I fuckin' knock it down the fuckin'
toilet. Then again, I haven't got a family,
so my life isn't very interesting. You would
just have to sit and watch me play video
games for a whole episode. When you live on
your own, you have to make your own amusement.

TELL ME A BIT ABOUT THE SONG 'BRAVE NEW
WORLD.' IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU'RE DOWN ON LIFE
AFTER THE MILLENNIUM.

Is that unusual? Is that difficult for you to
comprehend? If you're not down on the shit
that's been going on with your government,
then there's something wrong with you.

WELL, PRESIDENT BUSH HAS A HIGH APPROVAL
RATING...

Give him 2 months. Wait until more body bags
start coming back.

YOU'VE BEEN ANTI-WAR FOR SOME TIME.

War is obviously stupid. The more you study
it, the stupider it is. A whole generation of
England vanished in 1916. I wrote a song about
that. This is the same thing. It's just that
we kill people from further away. You notice
you never got any pictures from Afghanistan.

ANY NEW BANDS YOU LIKE?

I manage to get out of my wheelchair now and
again. I used to like Skunk Anansie, but they
broke up last year. They were really good, the
best band out of England in 10 years. I like
Nashville Pussy, too. There's a lot of good
bands coming out of Sweden.-- Backyard Babies and Hardcore Superstar.

WHAT KEEPS YOU GOING?

A relentless determination not to let those
bastards be right.

WHO ARE THOSE BASTARDS?

All those people who said we were a
five-minute band, and we'd be gone soon. That
was a long time ago, but I'll never forget it.
I proved it to them, didn't I? They're all
gone and I'm still here. So fuck 'em.

a rare clip of richard hell & the voidoids doing _blank generation_. john jydon saw richard hell at cbgb's, went back to london, changed his name to jonny rotten, started dressing this way ( adding his own flair) and incorporated it into the sex pistols.

from bruce on the wattlist.

here's an intersting kenneth turan article on alexander payne's new film. it's at cannes and stars jack nicholson. I love election, and can't wait for this one.

guess the film :

Calloway and Landis argued over the style of the song. Landis wanted the style of the original version, but Calloway wanted a disco version of the song.

it appears that fellow conyers native and bad ass soccer player clint mathis is on the front of Sports Illustrated. damn that's great. I remember when he was a kid playing on my friend ryan's club team. he was good. probably the best with ball skills on the team, but he wasn't necessarily the most gifted. conyers was a huge soccer community when I was growing up, still is in fact - heritage high won state this year. there were so many players who I thought could do anything they wanted. many of them just plopped out and gave up on the sport after high school. most of those elite talented few actually turned into heavy drug users and never really played the sport again. sad. makes me wonder how many talented athletes in this country never realized and acted on their gifts -- especially those who had the opportunity. but at the same time you see one guy whose hard work ethic made him the "best player in the country."

oooh, you got a bald chikcen, huh ? oooh , yeah, sounds sexy. lemme see it. c'mon lemme see it. show me your bald chicken. oh, jesus...... never mind. that's a real bald chicken, oooh. take it away. please.

Do Not fuck With Me Please : A One Act Play

Cast of Characters

Jim ( may be called Jimmy ) - mid 20's. fun, kind of hip. sometimes gets freaked by his neighbor's dog. The dog, named Raphael, barks in Jim(my)'s direction. Jim swears sometimes they know what each other are thinking, especially when jim is stoned. Jim eats toast with peanut butter in the morning. Every morning. Then he goes back to sleep. Jim(my) works at Tower records, where he is persecuted daily by not being gay, like all the managers. Jim(my) has medium length hair. It is colored blue in spots by Jim. Traci colored it one bored night when they were high. Jim(my)'s father, walter, is a high school math teacher. geometry. Jimmy would completely bang the chicks if he was teacher. Jim isn't allowed to enter his father's school. This pisses him off, 'cause it's been years since that bullshit went down. fuck.


Traci - early 20's. tall. loves chewing gum. loves it. chews it all the time. she told her parents that's all she wanted in her stocking at christmas. of course they didn't do it. Traci sold flowers until she got fired for igniting tulip buds with a cheap 59 cent lighter from the cozy corner. shit, they're just plants. new ones come in everyday. it's fuckin bullshit. Traci, now officially bored, may try and lifeguard this summer, but she's not sure. the forms are a major hassle. plus whistle's are loud and give headaches. Traci used to have a tercel, but no one told her she had to get new tags each year. what the fuck is that about. she was pulled over twice. she tried to flirt with the pig, but he was so fat she couldn't do it, even faking it. anyway she never paid her ticket, so then she was pulled over later and they impounded - her - fucking - ride. what a big load of shit. now she sometimes takes the bus, but who wants to do that. so, she begs jimmy to borrow his dad's prism.

oh yeah jimmy and traci are boyfriend / girlfriend.

Coming Soon - the dramedy unfolds...

gym rat I hate you.

what the hell do you do that allows you to spend all day long roaming around the gym and talking with everyone. are you wealthy gym rat ? you don't dress it, that's for sure. is that on purpose?

gym rat, I never see you sweat.
are you lonely gym rat? Is that why you spend hours a day here ?

one of these days gym rat will try and talk to me ------------

one day.

since I am the only person in the world working today, I need some inspiration. when I need inspiration , sometimes I turn to the good book. the good book of quotes from Airplane, that is.

"Sometime, when the crew is up against it, and the breaks are beating the boys, tell them to get out there and give it all they've got. And, win just one for the Zipper. I don't know where I'll be then, Doc," he said, "but I won't smell too good. That's for sure."

mat has an interesting take on the star wars hype professed through bloggers, and how it just may bring about mass recognition for the blogging community as legitimate commentary on culture. check out his mad links, too.

kool bobby's short and concise star wars: episode 2 review. no spoilers

I think it's the best star wars film since return of the jedi. BUT, the dialog almost ruined the whole movie. I may have written "perhaps the best star wars yet !" if there were some more choice words used. hayden christensen -- not bad, considering what he had to say. natalie portman - not bad, considering what she had to say. even together - saying awful lines to each other - they managed to somewhow suspend my disbelief.

every other aspect of the film is amazing. the fights , the chases, the effects, the new cities and fighters and droids and space animals and fett's are all great.

oh yeah and don't miss a second of the last 40 minutes.

ok that's all. I'm going back today to see it again.

I have much work to catch up on right now ( and for the next two to three weeks ) . yuck. that sucks. so if anyone needs me, I'll be right around this area. note -- if you zoom out a couple of frames and look north you can see mann's chinese, which is where I'll be tonight watching attack of the clones.

damn, I am blown the nuts over by this new wilco cd. a 12 hour roundtrip to san francisco and back yielded 5 listens. the subtle complexity in sonic arrangements throughout the album is so innovative -- yet they make it all sound familliar and serene. the drummer plays tiles in one song. tiles !

I try and stay away, but they keep pulling me back in.

that earthquake was pretty spooky. I thought it was mat's neighbors going at it. apparently I pointed towards a moving candle holder and exclaimd " things are shaking," before he stated "earthquake" and went for the door frame. then it all made sense for me - standing under the doorframe, riding seismic waves and hearing mat's quickened breath. they say it lasted 10 seconds, but to me there was an hour inside those 10 seconds.

let's kick off the week with some bum fights.

today is sunny as all hell get out.
I'm going outside.
have a good weekend--
suckers.

damn I love this bay area........ area. I've extended my stay through the weekend. mat and harper have been wonderful hosts, as have jeff and ezra. I know it will be hard leaving these people I love, so , I thought, just don't leave. and then I thought -- well, what if they want me to leave. hmmmm.... me ? kool bobby ? then I realized I better do some serious sucking up to stick around.
speaking of sucking, I coo and purr at the possibility of embarrassing myself by karaoke-ing with the master of cheap microphones heather moylan this friday. I am trying to talk jeff into performing "I don't know much...but I know I love you."

will ferrell: how I love thee. even more now that he's leaving SNL.

kool bobby is in the bay area and happy to be staying with the honan family. I'm a fan of this wondermous town. each time I'm here I find it harder to leave. I was so excited this morning waking up on the couch of honan, I got up and ran in the panhandle area of the golden gate park. I ran for like 20 minutes. then I thought I was going to vom. I didn't, but I came close.

do check out david lynch's site if you haven't been there, at daidlynch.com. ( blogger is acting up, so sorry for the non-link ) . since the mulholland drive tv pilot debacle with abc, he has claimed "television is dead" and has decided that the internet is alive. very alive. in fact he is charging $10 a month, but it's well worth it if you are a lynchian. with the dime you get unlimited access to many shorts, both film and animated, plus other goodies, including a rarely released short that is hidden somewhere in it's pages.

And, for me, music is not an industry. Music is not even entertainment. Music is not just a soundtrack. Music is part of life. It is a straight-up form of communication, and it resides in every person in the world. And that's where I'm coming from in terms of music. That's exactly the world that I want to be… that's what I want to lean toward. ian mackaye from a starpolish q&a with he and mike watt. ( from mat ).