J-Sin

I invited my mother to come and meet my son for the first time today. She came up around 10am or so and we hung out just the three of us. Our time in awkward city almost required a passport. Lost luggage might have been more appro...but that's just semantics at this point I'm certain.

Hydrahead Records was and is gratious enough to have sent me the latest Stephen Brodsky album "Octave Musuems". You'll have heard of Brodsky via Cave In. It's quite a different view on the world of 'pop' music and explores vast territories seemingly without caring one iota about pleasing any particular crowd. For that alone it gets mega kudos from me. Very '70s psych pop stuff...

My nose just bled like hell and my fingers are stained from catching the blood before it stained my desk. It's cleared up now but after washing my hands I still have bloodstains on my fingers. I feel like that should be symbolic of something but I dunno.

Why do people write 'dunno' when it's clearly, "don't know"? Same reason they write 'alot' with no space? God I hope not.

Apparantly a friend of mine from the high school and college realm just got married to his long-time girlfriend. Good for him. I make zero effort to find these things out on my own and if it wasn't for MySpace I doubt I'd have a single connection to most everyone that I knew in the '90's. Why? Because I'm lazy, selfish, and honestly figure if I don't see you on at least a yearly basis, there's probably some underlying reason.

I went to Blockbuster today and got some ridiculous action movies to watch--well they were quite mainstream, "The Sentinel" and "Inside Job". I was almost excited when the clerk rang me up and said "oh there's a note here about a movie you requested". I almost replied "Oh man, Tom Yum Goong!?!" but just said "Oh IMDB told me it wasn't out in the States yet!" only to be thoroughly disappointed when I was shown a "The Warriors" DVD. No thanks '80's refugee, I'll pass. I suppose I'll just have to wait unless I feel compelled to buy the UK version.

I want Mexican food real badly right now for some reason. I made some crazy Southwestern dish tonight with Japelpeno peppers, tomatoes, green onions, shallots, red pepper, elbow pasta, garlic, various spices, olive oil, and fake meat. Yeehaw vegetarian food! Speaking of good veggie food, we went to Sunflower Kitchen last week and it blew my mind. Curry Supreme is something I could eat every single day of my life and not get bored. Their miso soup sucked ass though--who doesn't put straw mushrooms in miso soup and uses other poopy-smelling mushrooms!? I can't wait to go back sometime soon, just wish it was a little closer. This thought process is continuously making me want to dine out for some reason.

I uploaded a bunch of reviews tonight. Not many good things but a couple bright spots. Moby put out a greatest hits album. He is such a conceited turd. But I guess I can be glad that at least he's a conceited LIBERAL turd. Who writes occasionally good electronic music.

Also, this guy is a fake J-Sin. Fucking faker!

I love these cold fall nights. I like to see my breath. But I really only like it at night. I want the daytime to be between 60 and 80 degrees Fahrenheit (notice how no American says what measurement? We suck).

I watched the Bill Maher show, or "Real Time with Bill Maher" if you're a stickler, and was thoroughly annoyed at this callous bitchy and obnoxious neophyte Danielle Pletka from the American Enterprise Institute. She's their resident expert on Iraq and is a so-called expert on terrorism too. Of course that essentially means being able to debunk arguments with inflated facts, ego, and self-confidence all boiled with bubbly tow-the-official-line-of-rhetoric conservative talking points. She's a Neo-Con with no conscience, which is basically like saying the same thing twice I know. It is interesting to watch as she talks in circles with a declared enemy (by the conservative elitists of course). I think that think tanks and lobbyism in general ought to be banned. These people are essentially useless diplomats and politicians who can't hack it in the political arena so they go to the sidelines to cheer on a side and to funnel money and peddle influence as if their wares are less dangerous than the corner man shedding his burner* since he just talked about a dimebag to his boss. They can all swallow their face for all I care.

I really want to go to a restaurant right now. Fuck not living in New York City where I bet I could go out and get some Egyptian or Korean food right now.

* Note: taken straight from The Wire with no shame at all.