| Date: | 2006-06-16 12:23 |
| Subject: | like, zoinks, scoob. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | awake | | Music: | thelonious monk - i love you sweetheart of all my dreams |
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| Date: | 2005-11-09 12:46 |
| Subject: | Eat shit or drink it. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | dying | | Music: | Madvillian - America's Most Blunted Feat. Quasimoto |
This page will most likely be updated more than this page
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| Date: | 2005-10-31 09:51 |
| Subject: | Happy Halloween |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | rotting flesh | | Music: | Cephalic Carnage - Crytosporidium |
WARNING! NSFW!!
In lieu of our festive season, Halloween, I'm providing you all with 10 quality frightening acts from the internet. Enjoy....
1.Girl Eats Praying Mantis 2.Hole In One...Body Part 3.Trick Or Treat 4.Goodbye Friends (Just click 'open', you won't want to see this twice) 5.We Up In The Club, Drinking Bub' 6.Article That Makes Plenty of Sense 7.I Believe I Sold That Mask To Someone, Oh Yeah! It Was Hilary Duff 8.Not So Scary But More Enticing 9.Scare Tactics Classic, Actually The Show Sucks Balls But This Clip Is OK 10.Short Film entitled 'The Cat With Hands' if you were turned off by the previous links, this one is a masterpiece and not so terrifying, so click it you pussy
There are plenty more online if you dive deep enough but I'm too lazy plus I fucking hate your guts. HAPPY HALLOWEEN
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| Date: | 2005-10-27 13:51 |
| Subject: | Can you feel with that? |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | inside out people | | Music: | Frou Frou - Breathe In |
Alright, it has been while since I updated and I suppose a lot has happened in my hiatus. My employment will soon disintegrate to dust again when I lose my seasonal job at the Halloween store. I'm in a band that is completely devoted to beautiful music; I play drums and write the words. I plan on using symbolism and imagery in my works -which is surprisingly difficult to commit to so far since I'm not used to writing poetry or words that are standardized in performance form. I also believe we're progressing predominately fast, maybe I'm just delirious. I can't wait for more practices in mid-November. The band is 'A Temporary Change In Direction' and you can find us here.
I don't want to sound like a whining eunuch here but Hollywood movies are terrible nowadays. I highly suggest that everyone that has to partake in the less-exciting titles of shit cinema that barges into theatres today, to bring along capsules of cyanide like those special agents swallow when they are neck deep in the horror of hopelessness. Just quietly insert into your gums right around the cliche moment of one team moving from one locale to another when they should be nuking the entire facility and saving precious amounts of dollars (doom, doom, Doom). I just saw "Visitor Q" last night and I'm pretty positive that the 84 minute experience changed my life forever.
I read the review of 'Matt Pond PA's new album that was recently -or soon to be- released in stores worldwide and I'm hoping it will be another great album. Everyone should take note in picking it up if only for 15 seconds to scan it and listen for about 6 seconds then putting it down and going to buy the new 'It Dies Today' or 'As I Lay Dying' or 'It Dies As I Lay Choking Myself To Death From Spending Seventeen Fucking Bucks On This Rancid Piece Of Manure' CD. Music, where are you..????
School is going fine, except for the fact that I failed my History mid-term, and was forced to withdrawal the class. History is bullshit anyway, if I cared about Lincoln or his fetish for prostitutes with little to no facial hair then I would've walked out of that class with a golden arch over me whistling to the theme song from 'Sanford and Son'. Due to the lack of concentration and caring, (see above.)
Halloween is arriving soon. Unfortunately I'll be working my 5-10 shift. Did you catch my thrilling wave of enthusiasm in the previous sentence? No? Here it is again..FUCK YEAH!
My birthday is approaching again, November 7th (mark your calenders), the meaningless age of 20 strikes.
Has anyone been keeping up to date with 'The Situation' lately? They're starting to become this huge media conglomerate takeover show, and I'm not at all shocked. I knew it was coming sooner or later.
The Boondocks start sometime soon too. November 2nd?? Watch it!!!
peace and elbow grease!
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| Date: | 2005-09-24 14:29 |
| Subject: | I've Seen It All |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | closer | | Music: | Mabus - Swingin' In Saterlee Grove |
we do not exist.
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| Date: | 2005-09-19 12:49 |
| Subject: | You will all die a bunch of cynical bastards. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | amused | | Music: | the Zombies - The Way I Feel Inside |
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell! Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
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| Date: | 2005-09-14 13:53 |
| Subject: | Terry was a burly fellow that enjoyed licking bubble gum from underneath tables. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | down syndrome | | Music: | Marilyn Manson - Cyclops |
I can't keep this updated for the life of me.
http://www.fazed.org/video/view/?id=85
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| Date: | 2005-09-03 14:42 |
| Subject: | Palms to the ceiling, immediately! |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | blank | | Music: | Aesop Rock - Wake Up Call |
http://media.putfile.com/Kanye-West-at-the-Hurricane-Katrina-tele
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| Date: | 2005-08-29 14:26 |
| Subject: | I own: Radiohead - Towering Above The Rest, 10 Discs, 187 Tracks, "The Holy Grail of Radiohead" |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | scramble him | | Music: | Radiohead - Killer Cars |
First day of classes. Tomorrow, first day of work.
Ruben Salazar March 3, 1928 - August 29, 1970
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| Date: | 2005-08-27 12:51 |
| Subject: | Brian Peppers hosts Slumber Party 2005!!! |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | Blast-off! | | Music: | Cephalic Carnage - Zuno Gyakusastsu |
The prolonged history of unemployment has come to a halt. I currently work at "Everything Halloween" in the (dirt) Newburgh Mall. I realize it's only seasonal, I'll have to relocate soon, but in the meantime I'm scaring the diaper doom out of toddlers. That's about all I have to type in this entry for now, everyone have a lovely day!
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| Date: | 2005-08-19 11:08 |
| Subject: | The fish hook in jaw effect. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | subtle | | Music: | The Grateful Dead - Casey Jones |
Not much to update, except for the mere fact that I dislike spiders phenomenally, yet find them fascinating and photo worthy...

And this unbelievable video I discovered in my webpage travels...
Camouflaged Octopus
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| Date: | 2005-08-17 11:56 |
| Subject: | Charles Bukowski (1920 - 1994) |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | content | | Music: | MF Doom - Go With The Flow |
Monday, August 15th was Charles Bukowski's birthday. One of my favorite authors, poets, and all around great writer. He has the style of a perfectionist that only few can handle while maintaining a drunkard mood, and using everyday living in a genius atmospheric view. Here's a couple outstanding beat-generation American poetry pieces of work for you to enjoy...
"killing life"
minor and trivial complaints, constantly aired, might drive a saint mad, let alone a common good old boy (me). and worse, those who complain are hardly aware they do it unless finally told they don't believe it. and so nothing leads anywhere and it's just another day wasted, kicked in the ass, mutilated while the buddha sits in the corner smiling.
-and one more-
"question and answer"
he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer night, running the blade of the knife under his fingernails, smiling, thinking of all the letters he had received telling him that the way he lived and wrote about that-- it had kept them going when all seemed truly hopeless.
putting the blade on the table, he flicked it with a finger and it whirled in a flashing circle under the light.
who the hell is going to save me? he thought.
as the knife stopped spinning the answer came: you're going to have to save yourself.
still smiling, a: he lit a cigarette b: he poured another drink c: gave the blade another spin.
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| Date: | 2005-08-16 13:11 |
| Subject: | Review of 'Takk' by Sigur Ros |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | pleased | | Music: | Sigur Ros - Sorglega |
First time writing a review, here it goes...

When it comes to beautiful music that seems to detach itself from the typical angelic vocals and pleasing, statuesque post modern artsy radiant rock, Sigur Ros have redefined another world. With 'Takk', the groups newest lp, they invite the listener on a journey of epic proportions exceptionally familiar as an enticing film score. Melodic layers in a perfected soundscape allow Sigur Ros' true authenticity to shed light through any darkness they may depict amongst their pridian masterpieces. With absolutely no ego whatsoever to ashame, the band sorts through incomprehensive improvement and delivers a well diverse impact. With less emphasis on heavy guitar, sounds conjured beyond all imaginability, and a gregarious chemistry of instruments, mastery is obtained. Sigur Ros tends to walk a funambulism of divinity and tenaciousness within eleven tracks of excellency. I believe Takk is a consolidation of the last two albums, ( ), and Agaetis Byrjun, with an adumbrate outlook over Agaetis Byrjun. While unable to ignore the sense that Sigur Ros has created something new and most recognizable. The groups ten minute, "Milano", welters in a fountain of imagery and maintains the same composure from beginning to end. The ambient structure rides waves in the groups single, "Gong", with an upbeat techo drumline, and rhythm only certain artists can develop in experimentalism. The group seems to never fade away from the dulcet tones intervened within their own symphony. Judging from previous efforts, they've fomented their intellectual side while still keeping true to the emotional characteristics delivered. While Takk seems to have already sought out absolute brilliance, I'm uncertain that any other band will ever reach the quintessence of Sigur Ros.
10/10
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| Date: | 2005-08-14 19:57 |
| Subject: | The Neverending Story: An ode to the worst movie ever made. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | chuckle, chuckle | | Music: | Tusk - Dracula Dragon Trick |
First & Foremost, Can't wait for this...
Gorillaz Movie
Alright, let's begin, last week, MTV stopped by the trailer park directly next to mine to film an episode of the newly discovered show, Trailer Fabulous. After renovating the occupants trailer -I knew the guy, a couple of years ago we got in an incident that almost resulted in my friend, Ralph and I getting our faces stomped inward- MTV decided to give him a wedding in the baseball field, which is behind my trailer. When I first realized what was going on I was baffled, consequently I was watching the show minutes earlier.
Anyway, everyone should watch the show otherwise to see if my "lovely" establishment is recognized in the background (wedding scene). Now I leave you all with some fun and less interesting facts of Johnny Hardesty, who I am convinced is a transvestite.

Since moving to New York City from California the last 10 years have been quite an adventure for Johnny Hardesty. He has provided set and production design for several feature films including Super Troopers and Perfume; and his work has appeared in Vogue, Harpers in Queens, Jane, and the Neiman Marcus catalogue. Working for the fashion production company Bureau Betak, he has contributed to several "special events" such as the 50th Anniversary Playboy Party, the Victoria Secret Fashion Show After Party, and Christian Dior at the Frick. 2005 marks the launch of Johnny's third commercial interior design project: Alexis Bittar's new up town jewelry store.
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| Date: | 2005-08-09 17:31 |
| Subject: | Taft was indeed large, weighing over three hundred pounds |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | burn, baby, burn | | Music: | Mabus - Nagadoches Descending |
Alright, the last couple of days were spent regaining consciousness of my computer, which decided to crash and took my 5 gigabytes of mp3s hostage. Luckily, with senses of this happening sooner or later, I 'Prt Scrn'ed my folder of illegal goodies and stored the image files away on a disc. Saturday I bombarded the bottle, Sunday slept away the day to a cold pulse, Monday took my placement exam for Ductchess Community College. Tomorrow I receive my classes and then I go job hunting, which is always a field day on someone's behalf. Photos below of files you wish you owned, much like myself of course...





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| Date: | 2005-08-04 10:14 |
| Subject: | Flatline by noontime. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | die die die die die die die | | Music: | http://www.ferretstyle.com/gutter/ |
I gazed up on the scorching, blurry waves hovering my skin from afar. Perspiration glistened from my forehead, layers upon layers of sweat beading from the remainder of my body. "Yeah, it sure is hot" could this day get any warmer? Presumably it would reach around 90 degrees of mass temperature, currently it was at its peak performance of 98. I felt as if the wind conductor wasn't committing fully to his job of creating flowing gusts of air to soothe the atmosphere, "that evil drone, sent here to destroy us all." We lurched around the house dripping over the carpet, the sound of our digestion tracts engulfing the fluid from the water cooler. Our numerous shower routines displayed a plan to simply obviate a pleasant nights rest, in dreams of success. Struggling to arise from the living room furniture, leaving behind a silhouette of wetness, and remnants of a decaying corpse. The nature of our habitual style shed off our own and spread amongst those near, a group of abandoned pariahs. Longing for a trenchant descision in this mist of humidity and warmth, the cooling temptations strike my brain in hallucinations. Yet, I still feel a slight adjustment in hopes of tomorrow will show an ounce of compassion. It's all a mirage, an illusion of H2o, that can't seem to maintain a worthy poker face in this violent game.
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| Date: | 2005-07-26 18:54 |
| Subject: | The demoralization of a bastard. The rebirth of Kyle. Part I |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | jobless | | Music: | Curl Up And Die - The One Above All, The End Of All That Is |
Ok, an update worth typing out! I got fired from my job that's overrun by communists, typical. I was sabotaged from the beginning anyway, my doom seems to leak through my skin every time I'm employed. Which leads me to my hiatus from the payroll system until I'm enrolled into some waste of time community college. Good riddance. A beautiful plan, almost too good to be true surfaced for a short second/ quick minute, I was attempting to move myself up north to an unfamiliar area, Watertown. My events taking place in a town that's unknown to me would've consisted of: living alone in an apartment, getting a part-time job, and attending college. In all reality the finance and wages drowned me completely, I wouldn't be able to afford to go to college (which would defeat the descision of my relocation). So in desperation to go to school, my grandmother offers to aid me in my learning fields. I just have to apply for another piss-ridden, tax stealing, group of reptiles in uniforms containing me for hours in a holding cell in order to pay for gas and hopefully a new car in the future months to come.
That sums up my adventures in this chapter appropriately titled, "Balderdash!!!:Refusal of Society (The Anarchist & His Gas Can Come To Washington)".
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| Date: | 2005-06-29 18:07 |
| Subject: | who wants to accompany me on a vast journey across our fine country? |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | hawthorn heights makes me puke | | Music: | requiem for a dream remixed soundtrack |
I'm serious, we could map a vehicle to a precise destination and en route our voyage to the nether regions. Your car would be in absolute play though, mine is licking the bottom of the bottle like an alcoholic in desperate need of a tender dream. Rain or shine, nothing could shatter this revelation of our discovery in life itself. Are their breathing organisms beyond our surrounding farmland? Let's find out...
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| Date: | 2005-06-20 01:13 |
| Subject: | grind/spaz/fuck/noise/brutal/death/pussyXcore mix. I made, you should too. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | Picture that without the smile | | Music: | See below. |
1.Daughters-Boner X-Ray 2.Old Man Gloom-Girth And Greed 3.Botch-Japam 4.Love Lost But Not Forgotten-It Never Happened 5.The #12 Looks Like You-Texas Dolly 6.Tower Of Rome-We Put The Fun In Funeral 7.Hewhocorrupts-Unload The White Load 8.Tusk-Green Love 9.Wolf Eyes-Village Oblivion 10.The Locust-Sever The Toes 11.Ed Gein-Robert Flaig 12.The Binding-A Man, A Plan, A Canal, Panama 13.Not Enough Gold-High Life 14.Hot Like (A) Robot-Labia Extensions 15.The Tony Danza Tap Dance Extravaganza-I Bet Heaven Looks A Lot Like Talladega 16.Curl Up & Die-Contra Code 17.Animosity-Saved 18.Cephalic Carnage-Paralyzed By Fear 19.Combatwoundedveteran-Kill L.I.N.C.O.L.N. 20.Ion Dissonance-The Death Of One Man Is A Tragedy... 21.The Nicaea Room-The Yuppie Grinder V02 22.The Great Redneck Hope-They Say People Elect The Government... 23.A Scanner Darkly-Pay For The Printer 24.The Burning Room-You Can't Hug A Child With Nuclear Arms 25.The Sawtooth Grin-Rapkit Afficionado 26.Between The Buried And Me-Alaska 27.Adai-Ascaris Lumbricoides 28.Through The Eyes Of The Dead-Beneath Dying Skies 29.Despised Icon-Harvesting The Deceased 30.Terminally Your Aborted Ghost-Hung Through A Coat Hanger 31.Bodies In The Gears Of The Apparatus-White Trash Whore 32.Glass Casket-In Between The Sheets 33.Red Roses For A Blue Lady-A Girl Named 34.Uncle Bob Drives A Combine-Neigh!
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| Date: | 2005-06-07 20:24 |
| Subject: | Cute boys give blowjobs like no other. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | spicy foods or blushing? | | Music: | The Mars Volta - Intertiatic E.S.P. |
i'll rarely be online under: thunder branches. plus no one talks to me anyway, just call my cell phone (845.542.2447) and we'll most definitely hang out, or use my myspace account (http://www.myspace.com/serpentingseas) or use this thing. have a goodnight
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