Date:	2008-10-19 14:58
Subject:	Ta Da!!
Security:	Public
Mood:	cheerful

Hey everybody!! It's my bi-annual post to my Livejournal blog thingie, Yay!! I don't know what I need to do to motivate me to post more often but this is ridiculous. I think it's that evil Facebook that has turned me into some adulterous low-life cheat. Halloween is almost here and the wife and I aren't certain what to do. Money is tight this year (she lost her job) and while we want to get all rigged-up and have a night of liquor and face paint madness, we aren't sure what to do. Zombies could be done, but then again, I live in a college town, you see zombies every day. For those that don't know about recent happenings because you aren't on Facebook (which I check a lot more often), I'm a proud daddy of a 5 month old Pug named Tepin (it's a type of Chili Pepper). Nothing else to report really, just working on my Masters and praying to various deities that I can write a grant for this class and not have a mental meltdown. I might be able to get my practicum waived, that would be sweet. Alright, that's all.

I just can't seem to remember to post on this ol' thing... My wife sucked me into that unholy abomination called Facebook *shudder*, still don't have any frickin friends on there really. Oh well. I should be studying my arse off really.... I've decided that Cataloging is cool but I don't wanna learn it from the new guy teaching it at MU. He's a good person, but a horrible professor. and the textbook, my god, where did they find this thing?

Anyway, life otherwise is awesome.

Haven't posted here in ages. My god, I'm in graduate school at last.... I'm loving one class, but the other, Organization of Information, is a nightmare. I think if the text was written in a logical and organized manner, it might help...some.

it's been nearly a year since I last updated this ol' thing. I guess life just kind of carries you away, which probably isn't a bad thing really. I'd kind of hate to spend the majority of my life typing out personal details and ruminations for an online community. Anyway, Cathie and I bought our first home this June and I must say, home ownership is kinda fun. We can do whatever the hell we want to our house and we don't have to stoop to the landlord. Once we get it all setup we plan to have a pizarty of some sort, probably involving lots of vodka. I finally have my own room where I can seclude myself and (hopefully) get back into the writing groove. But for now, I spend my days in 'the office' listening to experimental jazz, corresponding with that demonic entity known as the University of Missouri, and working the same damn old job. At least I'm not working evenings anymore, much. Cathie's working at Columbia College and doing fine and is getting ready to possibly go back and pick up a Masters degree in something a little more useful than Psych. Odin (our dog) is a horrible monster and has decided to not be housebroken again. He also has discovered the magical world of Kitty candy (litterbox) and that trash cans can be pushed over. I'm setting a plan to contribute more to this journal, in the hopes that it'll kick start the creative spark. We'll see.... I've also (shamefully?) have been spending a lot more time on Myspace so feel free to flame if you're one of those anti-myspacers.

Date:	2006-08-14 11:13
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	cheerful

Not much to report lately... The puppy is doing fine and seems to be almost housebroken. Cathie got the wedding picture website up (http://webpages.charter.net/spex825/wedd.htm) so if anyone still wants to see them, there you go, now stop bugging us :P

It was my B-day last Saturday and Cathie gave me a shrunken head named Hans (he's German, complete with a German moustache hehe) so I'll have to get pics of that and post them. The detail on it isn't bad, it's lacking a little on skin detail/hue but other than that it rocks and feels real. My sister is done teaching Mexican orphans survival training is coming home for a month and a half in September.

I guess that's it fer now. Oh yeah, saw Hostel and Wolf Creek the other night, STAY AWAY... both were some of the dumbest, most cliched pieces of crap cinema I had seen in a long long time. They weren't even so bad it's good, they were just so bad it shouldn't even see a home release. What's wrong with filmakers these days? End rant.

Date:	2006-08-03 15:08
Subject:	can you tell that it's slow at work today?
Security:	Public
Mood:	bored

1) Have you ever hit your dad in the face with a cornflake packet?

2) If I sat on your chest till you passed out...would that be ok?

3) When was the last time you stole money from an elderly relative?

4) Which do you prefer Dashboard Confessional or PUTTING YOUR FUCKING EYES OUT WITH A HOT POKER THEN RUNNING SCREAMING INTO THE STREET SHOUTING " MY EYES!MY EYES! I HAVE KILLED MY EYES"?

5) When was the last time you had a dream about a distant cousin and woke up feeling all tingly?

6) Have you ever licked your dogs eye?

7) when building a wall do you use concrete or do you prefer the more traditional dry stone method?

8) Have you ever rubbed a bogey on your girl/boyfriends face when they were asleep?

9) which of the following people would you pay good money to see rubbed out?

The Pope, Keanu Reeves, The Easter Bunny, Uncle Buck, That Bus Station Guy...you know the one...no not him....the guy with hair, The Lost Profits.

10) Why did you bother to read this?

well, here they are at last. So sorry for the delay but I'm sure some of you know how In-laws can be, whee.... let me know if the link doesn't work, I'll try something else if not.

2 GOOFS IN LUV

yay I just go all 30 issues of Tales from the Crypt (reissues, the originals are getting kind of steep in price)! I'm such a dork it feels so good. Next on my list is Vault of Horror and then to find some original precode comic books that won't cost me an arm and a leg. And of course, I'm always on the lookout for H.P. Lovecraft inspired or based comic boooks, now I just need to find some way to store these so the baby dog Cathie jus bought won't think they're training papers. Eck.

Back from the honeymoon. Chicago was a lot of fun, weather was nice and the lake allowed for a great breeze all week. We went to a bunch of Museums (avoid free days because it means field trip day for chicago schools) and did some shopping, that's about it heheh. Our hotel was great, we got a free limo service in the mornings which was cool. The food there was mixed... We didn't try anthing to exotic or ethnic unfortunately. I really wanted to try some Middle eastern or asian places but we never got around to it. Me and Cathie both got food poisoning from the Cheesecake Factory, it was about the worst meal I had ever eaten, period. We paid literally $30 a piece to eat stuff that seriously tasted like cold KFC with gritty gravy dumped over everthing. It was nasty and the biggest restaraunt in the hancock center (the 96-story building with the observation deck) so we thought it would be good, now we know better :P We didn't end up getting a whole lot of pictures on the honeymoon of us but a lot of zoo and aquarium animals, which is fine. It kind of sucks coming back to columbia, Missouri. This city seems so small and quiet, and really really boring, like there is literally nothing to be done in Columbia. That and there isn't a nice lake breeze here so it's just muggy. I'm pretty sure Cathie had a good time, she got blisters on her feet from walking around so much but she was in a pretty good mood throughout except at the very start when we missed our first flight to Chicago becuase it too us an extra 3 and half hours to get to st. louis due to "construction" which really meant closing the highway down to 1 lane for what seemed like 50 miles to have only one dump truck parked on the shoulder of the highway, surrounded by obese chainsmokers sitting around and fingering their noses at the very end. But we made it to chicago in back all in one piece and spent too much monehy on stuff like movies but it was well worth it all. Now I just need to get back into normal life mode and head back to work tomorrow, woot :P

Well, the wedding is over and I'm a Married Man, woot!! As soon as we get back from the honeymoon (Chicago) we'll get the pictures from the wedding photographer and I'll post em so anyone that wants to see them can.

The wedding went well overall. Almost everyone that said they would show up did, except for a few. The food was a bit of a disapointment but my Mom made some really excellent cheesecakes that more than made up for it. The actual ceremony was held outside and despite the constant presence of gnats, it went quickly and was simple but very nice. It was a real tearjerker, I mean even my dad was tearing up. When Cathie danced with her real father, he cried throughout which really touched both Cathie and I. Aparrently I can't dance too well however - but who cares, I didn't even notice how bad I was dancing, I was just happy to be up there with my wife. We haven't gotten around to opening presents yet, mostly because Cathie's mom siezed them and are holding them hostage at her house because we don't have the room in our duplex. I might like to get some of the money part of the presents before we head to chicago though so we don't have to eat low-budget crap all week. Well, that's al I can say for now, I might bring the laptop to chicago so I might update later this week. I'm glad the wedding is over, it was a lot of stress and aggravation (in-laws) but well-worth it.

Date:	2006-05-24 08:18
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	nervous

eep

I'll be a married man in 10 days. I just realized this and had a sudden panic attack. wooo, I really wish i could take some time off to finish up those last minute details like finding enough music to play and finding a pair of pants to go with the japanese jacket!!! Promise to post pics (the work-safe ones at least).

Well, about 10 minutes ago, our library (which is an academic library) received a 2nd box of foreign language translations of Nora Roberts' books in 2 years. Each box has about 100 of these nasty little buggers and none of them are in English. The sad thing is, they don't come from any one publisher but directly from the stinking hag herself! WTH??? We're an academic library, no-one will ever take the time to read a trashy romance novel in Konji or Sanskrit here. We didn't know what to do with the first box so we threw away most of them and kept a few spanish-language mostly for laugh value. It kinda makes me wonder just how many of these books she can't sell and so dumps them on random libraries, thinking she's doing good by adding to her much-needed collection. What a cheap way to clear out her inventory, and how fucking convenient. I'd like to put a big "Return to Sender" on the box and ship right back, but I don't have that kind of power.

Not much new these days.... Me and the Cath-o-rama had a friend over Friday night for the first time. We had met and exchanged e-mails for quite some time and finally got around to meeting up face to face. I think we scared her off though... I mean first Cathie insists on spending the majority of the time talking about her pets and nothing but her pets and then I made the mistake of showing her the spaghetti Wester Django. Our friend is apparently a spaghetti western virgin and had this look of wtf, it was pretty funny watching her reactions out of the corner of my eye and after it was over she said she 'thought' she liked it. I hope things turn out better than that, I'd like to amass a huge plethora of friends so we can repopulate the earth in 2008 after Bush attempts a coup etat and in the process genocidally destroys anyone that doesn't have at least 80% GOP blood in their bodies (i.e. minorities and armchair intellectuals, hahahaha ho hohohoho heehhee heeehee really bad joke there!!! wow what a fucking knee slapper). Oh yeah, we're now surrounded by construction on 3 sides, all new duplexes and a screaming horde of wildlife comes tearing by each night only to be smashed by cars and crushed by the treads of bulldozers as obese men ejaculate over the burning hot feces of the slain deer and eagles of south Columbia. They have also in the process cut our cable line (no tv, no internet = ACK!!!) at least once a day for almost a week now. Each time, the cable company has to come out and fix it... It's pretty ridiculous because we aren't even sure who to talk to about this and really, how do you approach a constructon company and ask them to please stop digging in the hole where our cable line lies because some of us use the internet for stuff other than browsing porn or downloading mp3's.

Despite all this crap, things are good... The wedding planning is coming along alright I think and I'm getting ready to make a whole fricking lot of origami cranes and flowers (just waiting for the paper to arrive). Now all we really need is to register and find music to play (music that doesn't suck). We've already planned to sneak in Slayer at least once during the reception just to see if anyone really notices, I'd also like to get some Skinny Puppy and for all those mopey relatives, the Cure and Joy Division. Hehe, that would be so cool, a pseudo-asian wedding with pseudo-asian food, accompanied by a rabbi, a priest a lesbian or 2, a druggie brother and a super conservative hardcore baptist grandmother. ALRIGHT!!!! I'm pumped!!! Let's do this thing, YEAH!!!!!! RAWK ON!!! ok, thats it for now, I'm outtie, gotta close things up and get the helizzie outta herez.

--Today shall not be wasted. I shall rise before the sun, so that I may then watch my family as they slumber, with intent waiting eyes.
--I shall honor my mother today, and I shall tell Father he is powerful.
--Today I shall be clean. I shall not touch my teeth, knowing that the oils of my skin shall cause them to disintegrate. I shall instaed hone them with a good steel twice after prayers.
--I shall be a faithful child, and I shall ever make science my enemy. Also Eels.
--At day, I shall perform my chore and duties happily, and if I see an eel, I shall kill it before it may speak to me seductively of its lazy life on lazy river bottoms.
--At night, I shall draem of more labor, and in my sleep I shall smile with sharpened teeth, knowing that today has not been wasted.


(Varieties of my Experience, Hodgeman. p 207)

1. Initials: PDN

2. Name someone with the same birthday as you: Cecil B. De Mille, George Hamilton, American film actor, and Erwin Schrodinger, Physicist

4. For or against same sex marriage: For

5. Are you homophobic: Nope

6. Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday morning?: No I watch Mexican Wrestlers vs. robots on Saturday Mornings....

7. Do you believe in God: Not really, depends a lot on your concept of God though. I'm more inclined to believe in some sort of deity but it sure isn't a Christian concept of God.

8. How many U.S states have you been to: somewhere between 10 and 20, i forget.

9. How many of the U.S states have you lived in: 1

10. Ever lived outside of the US: No

11. Name something you like physically about yourself: My prehensile tail.

12. Something non-physical you like about you: My sick fascination for morbid details and my love of sharing uncomfortable stories with people i don't really know.

13. What is your dads name: David

14. What is your dream car: 1972 Datsun 510

15. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go? Russia

16. Favorite type of Food? Mexican or Chinese, it's a tie.

17. Favorite holiday: Halloween 'cause I'm stereotypical

18. Do you download music: yes.

19. What illegal things have you done: Drugs and practicing as a priest without a freemason code of armour badge.

20. Where would you want to go on a first date: Osama's Coffee Zone and Mediterranean Grill.

21. Would you date the person who posted this before you: I dunno, she's pretty involved and I'm pretty involved, so no.

22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally: Fuck no.

23. Have you ever cried for no reason: Yes

24. Do you like Bush: No.

25. Have you ever bungee jumped: No.

26. Have you ever white-water rafted: No.

27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you? Yes my male grad school advisor thought i was pretty hot shit apparently.

28. Last person you hugged: Cathie

29. Have you met a real redneck: My relatives are rednecks, I live in Fucking Missouri, our governer is a goddam redneck.

30. How is the weather right now: A little windy, some hail maybe.

31. song ur listenin to rite now: the sweet sexy sound of crying undergrads

32. What are your current fav songs? Too many: I don't play favorites

33. What was the last movie you watched?: Slithers

34. Do you wear contacts: No.

35. Where was the last place you went besides your house? Country Kitchen

36. What are you afraid of? Babies, wristwatches and x-ray wards.

37. OOOOH: touch me again.

38. How many pets do u have: 4 cats, 1 gecko, 7 fish, 1 hamster

39. Have you ever loved someone: Yes, I'm in love.

40. What really turns you on: When my girlfriend feels me up and porno.

41. What do you usually order from Starbucks: I boycott starbucks, their shit is nasty and overpriced.

42.Have you ever fired a gun: yes

43. Are you missing someone: Yes

44. Say something totally random about yourself: I need to close the library soon.

45. Do you have an ipod? No cause Ipods suck, I paid cheap and got something smaller and better than one of those ugly white clunky things.

46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celeb? Yes, people use to say I look like Doug from um Doug. People mostly just say I look like Hitler now, it makes me kind of sad to be compared to someone so mean.

47. Whats your mom's name: Jean.

48. Who would you like to see right now: Cathie.

49. Favorite band of all time (only ONE): Skinny Puppy

50. Dogs or cats: Both.

51. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren't supposed to be doing? Yeah.

52. Favorite flower: The red ones.

53. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn: Butter and salt

54. What books are you reading: Killing for Culture and Freud's Totem and Taboo, cause I can.

55. Have you ever ridden in a limo: no

56. Has anyone you were really close to passed away? Yeah.

57. Do you watch MTV: no

58. What's something that really bugs you: college students

59. What are some things you really like doing: working, eating, being with cathie

60. Who?: that's Dr. Who

61. Can you dance: no

62. Favorite basketball team: none

63. Favorite cereal: none

64. Do you drive: Yes.

65. What's the latest you have ever stayed out: 1 week, 2 days.

66. Last time you went bowling: 5 years ago

67. Were you ever rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room? No.

68. Who was your last phone call: cathie.

69. Last time you were at work: now

70. What's your favorite state to be in: comotose.

Date:	2006-04-02 17:08
Subject:	The secular discourse of marriage and slugs
Security:	Public
Mood:	chipper
Music:	Wall of Sacrifice by DIJ

so me and Cathie got our wedding bands over the weekend, her band is still being 'made' but i got to wear mine home. I'm a little worried and will probably take it back because it's making my finger itch in a weird way, just like all types of metal i have EVER come into contact with. I can't even have phsyical contact with surgical steel, is that just silly or what? I picked out a palladium band because it's suppose to be pretty clear of stuff like nickel that usually causes problems but I can still feel the itch. Maybe it's a psychological thing, like my fear of wristwatches, all that confinement and restriction on my appendages. heheh I'm such a weird bastard. I'm gonna keep trying to wear it and see if my skin and grow accustomed to it though... If not, I'm not sure what to do, Gold is definitely out and so is silver... Maybe I can find a really nice wedding band made from wood or stone, or maybe even BONE muahahahahahhaahahahahahahaha. The BONES OF TORTURED ChIlDrEn!!!!!, their tears and blood etched into it's black and unholy surface.... or maybe just some biojewelry or maybe bones, antler material made from something that died a natural death. Any ideas anyone?

Oh yeah we went and saw Slither last night. Twas a great funny film that had no other purpose than to entertain and make fun of itself. I might have to buy it when it's released on dvd. Cathie thought it was good too, but I don't think she liked it quite as much as i did. I guess I was just happy to see a fun horror B flick finally being released as opposed to the same tired, boring crap that has been popping up in theatres for so long now. The Gore in this movie was good too, none of this 'makeup' gore that these stylish teen horror flicks employ these days, it's straight up goofy fun.

"Revolution is just as unsatisfactory a means of settling disputes as is war. If it be impossible to vanquish a hostile idea except by smashing the skull in which it is contained; it it be impossible to appease a hostile heart except by pericing it with a bayonet, then, of course, fight. . . ."

Do you agree or disagree?


Quote is from Leonid Andreyev, possibly one of the grimmest, bleakest and greatest author's of the late 19th and early 20th century. I wish everyone could have the opportunity to read something of his ("Red Laughter" and "The Seven Who Were Hanged" are personal recommendations)

Date:	2006-03-09 22:59
Subject:	Love my grandma
Security:	Public
Mood:	amused

Well my ultraconservatie baptist, republican Grandma from Iowa came down over the weekend.... I know I'm suppose to respect my elders and love them and stuff but sometimes I'm hard pressed not to slap my grandma and yell at her to wake up and smell the frickin coffee (or flowers). She remains convinced that everything edible in Missouri is made from maggots or sea-food. I can't understand this. Missouri is in the middle of the U.S., we are not a very likely state to have an overabundance of seafood. My sister made Hot tamales and chili for my parents and my grandmother and grandfather friday night and while they all ate it and enjoyed (it was good) my grandma later confided to us that she thought the corn husk was a worm skin!!!??? I've never seen worms that were more than 2 or 3 inches in diameter. wtf. Later, we were kind of talking about the wedding that's coming up this summer (mine) and I told her that it wasn't going to be a very traditional wedding. Her first response was 'oh yea, it's really popular with kids these days to have something not very traditional, I've even heard that some have weddings outside, is yours going to be that untraditional?' erm. No, it's going to be untraditional in that it's going to be asian themed and neither me or Cathie are going to wear white. I have never seen her look so scared in her life. She acted like i was marrying the anti-christ or something. When she first saw a picture of her like a year ago, she actually said that she was pretty for a darkie!!!!! I can't help but laugh that my grandmother is related to me, I mean I can't imagine having that kind of mentality in the 21st century, even if i do live in Missouri, one of the last states to give up slavery. I can't be angry because it's just so stupid that someone could think like that it's more comical than anything, my grandmother just comes across as senile and batty.

Date:	2006-03-01 21:50
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	annoyed

Please...patron with crutches and pessimistic attitude, stop making snot swallowing sounds. You have been here almost 2 hours now and you keep grating snot from your throat and swallowing it, loudly in a disgusting slurping fashion. I'm not sure I could ever eat Ramen noodles without bringing this to my warped and bruised mind. You are evil, or maybe good, because I am evil and I definitely don't want to be on your side, biyatch. I have a confession to make, while I may play nice librarian person, I don't like you and only listen to you because no one else has the patience to. I don't want you to hurt yourself or anyone so I'm only pretending to give advice and help when it comes to your personal life but if you suddenly were to die tonight, I would probably breathe a sigh of relief because the sun would shine just a little brighter in Columbia, MIssouri. I'm not trying to be mean but you are, in essence, a nihilistic, pessimistic bitch wholly self-absorbed in your own life but to pathetic to make any attempt at changing it because you get some sick delight and pleasure out of forcing it on others so that they will share the misery you have created for yourself. My advice tonight is: Do something, anything! Stop writing poetry about suicide and write poetry about fucking. Use your imagination, it's called creativity and your classmates will be fucking ecstatic to not have to read one more story about a character commiting suicide in wholly unrealistic situations.

whew glad i got that off my chest! I feel great and healthy. My heartbeat is normal, my bloodpressure is great and I'm losing weight again. Jack Daniels, I'm comin' home and your mine.

I must be bored, I'm posting.

This morning I dreamt that I had humongous wings of tin, painfully
grafted into my spine, the surgical stitching coming out in frayed loops
of candlelit and still smoking hemp. Upon my head there rested
one immense feather, pure black with one dot of white at the very tip, it layed flat, like hair but was able to resist wind like feathers resist water. I was not free however, I was trapped into a cage of bamboo and thighbones, the soft musical notes of a wind instrument and the beating of drums. My cage was big enough for me to stand freely but to turn around would cause my wings to bend and rip my skin.

I thought it sounded kind of neat so I'm sharing this with my readers.