I just watched A History of Violence starring Viggo Mortensen.
I tell ya, I was a little surprised at the graphic nature of the sex and violence in this movie. While there certainly weren't as many dead bodies in this movie as others out there, it was pretty graphic for what I was expecting. There was a pretty cool scene where a guy got his nose bashed in. He pretty much got his shit ruined.
Also there wasn't very much nudity at all but the sex was still a bit graphic. Pretty early on in the film the main character and his wife start getting heavy with the sixety-nine position and there's a pretty good hate-fuck scene.
Maybe it wasn't as shocking as I'm making it out to be.
My head is a little funny right now because my world has been turned upside down. I have a new live-in girlfriend which has pretty much taken up all of my time. This has also changed my relationship with my best friends. I just don't get to interact with them as much anymore and I fear this has caused a strain.
Pretty strange situation but we'll just have to see how it all works out.
Okay, it's official.
She's my girlfriend.
A girl is moving into my apartment with me. She is doing this because she wants to move to Portland but has no one in the area to stay with except me. I am helping her get on her feet in the northwest. I also think this chick is cool and attractive. There is nothing else that anyone should assume past this.
Now, let the harrassment begin!
I really need to clean my room. It's gotten to that point where it has a smell now.
It doesn't exactly stink, but it does have a smell. But, I don't know where to put all this stuff. I mean that's why it's just laying around in the first place.
Well, I'm not doing it now I gotta go to work and clean other people's rooms.
I just got my Bobby Conn & The Glass Gypsies Live Classics Vol. 1 cd in the mail today. The extras include two videos. YES!!
Goddamn, I love me some Bobby Conn.
So, I just got finished with a bit of homework.
Well for those who may not know but for some reason give a shit, I work as support staff in a group home for adults with developmental disabilities and mental retardation (for lack of a better diagnosis). I am also an advocate for one of the clients which means that in addition to my normal duties I handle specific needs for him.
For legal reasons I'll just say his name is Ethan.
Ethan is in his early 50's and diabetic but not insulin dependent so part of my advocate duties is to keep an eye on his diet. I just spent a few minutes researching healthy foods for him, specifically ones that are low in carbs and have a low GI (glycemic index). I have found some pretty good options and am looking forward to putting his new diet in action. I will also be purchasing a soymilk maker for him since soymilk is better for you than cow's milk and homemade soymilk has fewer carbs and a lower GI rating than store-bought soymilk. This purchase also helps another of my advocate duties because I am responsible for keeping his finances in order.
Purchasing this soymilk maker will be a good spend down for him because he can't have over $2,000 in his bank account or else he stops getting his social security checks and I've already got his account up to just over $1,900 with another check in his money pouch that I can't deposit until I've spent some of that.
Which brings me to the second part of my homework. I was researching hotels and activities in Newport, OR. I will be taking Ethan out to Newport to stay in a hotel for the weekend. This will be a good spend down for him because he pays for all the expenses like the hotel room and the aquarium and restaurants, etc. It will be a much needed draw on his bank account so I can finally deposit that check and I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun spending a weekend together. This also takes care of another one of my advocate duties: community outings. He's already looking forward to it.
Me: "You want to go to the coast and walk on the beach?"
Ethan: "Shall we?"
Me: "It's gonna be cold!"
Ethan: "It's gonna be coooold! Now, you laugh!"
Me: "HA HA HA"
I love my job.
I've had nothing interesting to say as of late so I'll just post up some weird shit.
No, make that awesome!
If you are prepared for the next wave of badassedness in music and video art then give ole Leslie a click.
Okay be prepared to get warped to your favorite memories of childhood. Retrojunk offers viewable and downloadable commercials, intros to tv shows and movie trailers from the 70's, 80's and 90's.
Man I spent hours checking that shit out.
Specifically, be sure to watch the intro to The Super Mario Brothers Super Show.
The memory machine indeed.
Although, fair warning, this site kinda made me depressed because compared to back then my life sucks now.
I realize that quite a few of my posts have been related to activities or made references to things that could be considered vulgar, or at least had some "bad words".
So, uh...
Whatever, that's me I guess.
Who knew?
So I was walking home from my friend's apartment tonight when about halfway the sudden and unstoppable urge to urinate hit me. There was no way I was going to be able to hold this all the way home. This neighborhood doesn't really provide any well hidden places to urinate in public and there were no public restrooms anywhere in sight. I held it in and continued down the street with a wide eye open to any spot to pee unnoticed. I must have looked like I was inventing a new funny walk for Monty Python. Well after a few blocks it became too much to hold and I whipped around and started pissing off the sidewalk but, no sooner had I began the awe inspiring torrent of urine I noticed a couple walking towards me. I couldn't very well stand there with a giant arc of golden relief gushing forth from my exposed genitals so I tried my best to quell my activities and stuffed it back in my pants. It was to no avail. I had to walk the rest of the way home in near freezing weather with piss soaked pants, socks and shoes.
Oh well, it was about time for a shower anyway.
Depeche Mode is playing in Seattle on the 16th but the tickets range in price from like $200 - $300. What the fuck?
WHY???
Remember that song "Everything Counts"?
C'mon that made me think they weren't down with all that shit. Hopefully they're just clueless and their tour manager is being a douche behind their backs.
I know, I'm grasping.
Shutup.
Whoops!
I just ate two of these big burritos from the local CircleK called The Bomb. They always give me heck of gas and I have a staff meeting tomorrow morning. I may have to excuse myself a few times or I could just be punk rock about it and give everyone a taste of my butt stuff.
So my L.L.Bean coat is pretty cool but tonight it iced over and I was glad I was wearing my other coat that my friend Chuck sent me. I like it better because not only is it heavier and warmer but it was his coat he had from childhood. It has more soul. I wear it over my t-shirt that another friend gave me. He lost his virginity in that shirt. It's a The Queers shirt.
I love my friends.
What the hell have you got to say about that?!?!
Everyone must read Achewood. That is linked to the archived page of the first strip in the series. I feel that you should read them sequentially as there are story arcs and you should know the characters and previous events to truly appreciate the later strips.
So, go read them all.
When you look at that famous picture of the Big 3 during the Yalta Conference doesn't it just look like Stalin already knows that he's not going to be friends with these guys for very long?
I think so.
Also, it looks like they're waiting for a bus.
My grandmother sent me a coat from L.L.Bean. I always thought of L.L.Bean as more of a social symbol like Abercrombie and Fitch or Old Navy. I mean, they even have their own dumbass SUV. But I've got to admit this is a damn fine coat. It's a dark green hooded coat with an orange fleece liner, lots of big pockets, real warm and rather fashionable. After undoing a couple hidden zippers and snaps the orange fleece liner comes out and is it's own nice peice. This leaves the outside part of the coat as a light jacket. Seperate, these are two nice additions to anyone's wardrobe and together make one hell of a coat. I was all showing it off to a coworker today and she was like "Yeah, they do that." I didn't know they did that!!111 Turns out, L.L.Bean actually makes a quality product. I still threw away the catalog that came with it though.
From a recent interview with Paul McCartney in the October 18, 2005 issue of Paste.
Though they may not be as groundbreaking as Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band or have the same nostalgic appeal as Rubber Soul, McCartney insists these new records are all part of the same trip. "It's like sort of stepping on a train," he tells Paste. "I don't worry about other trains I've been on, just this new train, and that's exciting."What the fuck is his problem? That guy still rides trains? And what's up with not giving a shit about the last train he was on? What a locomotive slut. If you don't have proper respect for rail transport then you're no friend of mine.
Fuck you, Sir James Paul McCartney.
Fuck you.