11-22-00 I got into an accident today. It wasn't very serious (although I think the woman in the other car would say otherwise). No one was injured. Thank heavens for that. But now my insurance rates are gonna soar. Fuck. Frank's still sick. He hasn't been eating and he's really skinny. He's not looking as haggard as he did earlier, but he's still not well. Fuck. Tina's mad at me. She says she's not, but she is. It's the little things that bother her. Fuck. Tomorrow's Thanksgiving. I hate this time of year. Everyone tries to make of for 11 months of being shitty to each other by spending money. I just don't care about it anymore. Thanksgiving is just another word for free food. Christmas is always a big disappointment, and seeing as how I'm not exactly Christian anymore, why bother? But I have my family obligations, and there's food and stuff. Nevertheless, I always get depressed this time of year. Fuck. I'm listening to Automatic for the People again. This is definitely turning out to be a shitty day. I just wanna not be right now. Either that or just sort of fast-forward to next year. I hate snow. I hate people. I hate having to wear my sunglasses year round because my eyes are so sensative to light. Fuck. I hate that fucking Miracle on South Michigan Street they have every year. They have it every year, and it's for a good cause and all, but they show it on every fucking station. And Regis is always there. Regis is an ass. And a terrible tipper. I wish he'd shut up and die. In fact, I wish most people I meet would shut up and die. Good will toward men. Fuck. And another thing: Why the fuck is campus open today?? The other schools closed. Hell, even Bloomington's closed. But I'm still stuck here until 10:00. It just isn't right. Fuck. And Bryan is still insisting that the GameCube is the greatest thing ever even though he's never actually played it! Fuck. 11-20-00 I'll try to keep this short. This computer's acting up and being a real bastard. Frank's been sick, and I've been worried a lot. He's feeling better tho. I started work on my Jay and Silent Bob figures. I plan on making U2 next. Thanksgiving's this week. Hooray! I hate fundies. It's 7:00, and I'm not really bored. It's snowy outside, and I'm not terribly happy. I think it's the whole seasonal thing. I don't deal well with summer and winter. My ankle's been bothering me a lot lately. Ah well. I need a drink or something. A nap, perhaps.... 11-17-00 So, Scour exchange has been shut down. Oh well. I can still use Napster. Now, before you start yelling at me for being a hypocrite, let me clarify. Yes, I do support Metallica in their campaign, but that doesn't make me anti-Napster. Here's how I see it. Napster allows people to share music. Some musicians (David Bowie, Tori Amos, U2, etc.) support that and encourage it, which is good. If they want to give out there music for free, more power to them. But it's the ass-mothers who take the next step that I have a problem with. This, by the way, is the next step: People think that because someone is giving away music, all people should. Let's use my favorite analogy. A few years ago, Burger King unveiled its new french fries, and they had this special deal where you could go in and get an order of fries free. Suppose you don't like Burger King's fries. You prefer McDonald's fries. Are you entitled to free fries from McDonald's because Burger King is giving them away? No. That would be stupid. The same applies to music. Suppose David Bowie is releasing a new album, and he's giving it away free over the internet. What if you don't like David Bowie. You prefer Metallica. Does that entitle you to free Metallica music? No. That would be stupid. People think they're entitled to anything they want. They think they have a right to instant gratification. That is simply not the case. I'm all for music sharing, but if someone doesn't want you distributing their music, you should respect that. Your priveledges don't outweigh their rights. Trent owes me two CDR's. I wanna go home. I finally watched THX 1138. I'll be posting the review shortly. One of these days, I'd like to get my hands on a Megatron figure. I already have the other two greatest cartoon villains of all time (Skeletor and Cobra Commander). Megatron would complete the set. It snew today. I like my truck. Check this out: At $1.40 a gallon, it costs me $10.00 to fill my gas tank. A full tank of gas will last me about two weeks (and that includes driving across town at least twice a week.) On my Pontiac, it costs about $13.50 to fill the tank, and it runs out in about a week. That car pretty much goes t and from school (which takes about 3 minutes.) My truck rules. But it still needs a name. Maybe I should have a name my truck poll. 11-14-00 Evidently, Noel liked Dogma. Nooch. I should see that again. I haven't in a couple weeks. I'm still behind on my script. I need 15 pages. I don't know what I'll do to fill it. Maybe I'll add another subplot. Frank's in it. I need ideas, dammit. I still need to watch THX-1138. I have Frito breath. Something's bothering me, but I don't know what. Probably the script. Damn. I got a tape of U2 Day from VH1. It has 3 hours of U2. I love it. I still haven't gotten used to ATYCLB. I really haven't listenes to it. It's been mostly background music with catchy parts that stick out. That's usually how it is with me, I guess. I haven't really adjusted yet. I get the feeling, though, that once I'm fully adjusted to the CD it'll be one of my favorites. Who's to say where the wind will take you Who's to say what it is will break you I don't know Which way the wind will blow I like all the songs on the album, but I'm not familiar with them yet. Ah well. I wanna get out tonight, but I doubt it'll happen. I've been sitting too long. My phone's not working for some reason. I can't call out anymore, and anyone who calls gets the voicemail. Slow down my beating heart Man dreams one day to fly A man takes a rocket ship into the skies He lives on a star that's dying in the night And follows in the trail The scatter of light Is it me or does Wild Honey kinda sound like a cross between U2, Simon and Garfunkel, and the Beatles? Hmmmm.... Where I grew up There weren't many trees Where there was we'd tear them down And use them on our enemies I'm done. 11-11-00 Grrrrr!!! This is the third time I'm trying to update my ramblings. Wierd Al didn't write any of these songs: Pretty Fly for a Jedi Livin' la Vida Yoda Inagottadavita Polka Asshole Son Toast Make my Boobies One More Size Star Wars Cantina Bimbo Number 5 Ugly Girl Pet Names for Genitalia Fuck the Macarena Bitchney Spears Baby Got Jack What if God Smoked Cannabis Smoke a Bowl Back Dat Ass Up Let's Go Smoke Some Pot My Name is Darth Vader 12 Pains of Christmas I Like Small Butts Oops I'm Pregnant Again Windows 95 Sucks Chewbacca What a Wookiee The Beer Song And that version of Sunday Bloody Sunday (the accoustic one, where the guy sings and brothers, sisters torn apart instead of and mothers children, brothers, sisters torn apart) was not performed by Radiohead or the Smashing Pumpkins. That was the Edge performing solo at Sarajevo. I have the single with it on it. I have the Sarajevo concert on CD. I know what I'm talking about. You people know nothing! Happy Fasching! So, I'm groovin' out to NIN. My script i halfway done. Hooray! I just finished my evil Taoism test. Thank heaven for that. Next time I'll do the paper. I was swimmin' in the haze. Now I crawl on the ground. I can't get comfy in this chair. Trent's a pirate. 11-8-00 I stayed up until way too late, watching the election results, and it was all for naught. Bass turds. AIM sucks, according to Trent. Trent is talking to Kara. Tina just kicked me. My tongue hurts. Ever notice how people on the Internet don't have tongues? They all have tounges. It pisses me off. Tina's correcting my spelling now. The whole point of the ramblings is to express random thoughts as they come. typos included. So there. So, Dave's birthday is tomorrow. He wants a party, but I can't make it. Neither can Trent. Oh well. 11-7-00 Dreaming of Californication. Screenwriting's a bitch. But she's my bitch. Tomorrow's the big day, so get out there and vote. If you don't, I don't want to hear any bitching later. I have come to the conclusion that I really can't vote for anyone but Bush in good conscience, which sucks because I hate him. On the other hand, if he wins the next four years promise to be entertaining. On the other other hand, though, it's George "Dubya" Bush. It sucks when the future of the country is based not on who is best for the job but on who is the least objectionable. I hate militant pro-choicers. I also hate militant pro-lifers, but not as much. The whole debate is based on two different ideas. The pro-lifers stand for the idea that human life is sacred and to destroy it without just cause is evil. No arguments here. The pro-choicers believe that a woman has a right to her body and if there's something about it that she doesn't like, she has the right to change it. No arguments here either. This is where the problem lies: Pro-lifers tend to think that the pro-choicers have this agenda that basically means the destruction of all fetuses before birth, while the pro-choicers are under the impression that pro-lifers are out to take away women's rights. Neither is the case. It all boils down to one thing: Which is more important, the right of a fetus to live or the right of a woman to choose? I have to side with the fetus. I know I'm going to alienate a lot of people by saying this, but there's really no good reason for abortion to be considered right by any means. Every argument I've seen has been shot down. Take the viability argument. At what point is a fetus viable? It's always changing and is quite arbitrary. Furthermore, with the way technology moves, it isn't inconceivable for a human to be conceived in a petrie dish, grown in an artificial womb, and given "birth" to in the future. Anyone who knows anything will tell you that a human's life begins at conception, since that is the first point when something happens. So, at the moment of conception, human life begins. (The first person who says it's not a human gets shot.) What is it that makes the fetus a living human? No, it's not the ability to feel pain or having been socialized. That's personhood. I'll get to that later. A fetus is a living human because its cells are multiplying and it has human DNA. Hence living human. This is where I get called a heartless bastard. What about all the women who got pregnant but can't support children for whatever reason? Well, there's this little program called adoption. If you're gonna have sex, you're basically saying you're aware of the consequences (children) and you are prepared emotionally and physically to take care of them. And now, the rape and incest argument. I'll dismiss incest because if it's not consensual, it falls under rape. If it is, it falls under the previous argument. As for rape, yes, it's a horrible horrible ordeal for a woman (or man) to go through, but that's no excuse. Put the kid up for adoption or something. The fact that you don't like someone on principle is not a license to kill. Now you all call me a heartless bastard and say that it doesn't matter anyway because a fetus may be human but isn't a person. What is it that makes a person a person? Anywho... I'm groovin out to the Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack. Which reminds me, from now on, any sites I post to in my ramblings will open in a new window. I think. So, I tried to register for classes, but I have to wait 'til tomorrow. Whatever happened to Saturday night, when you desses up sharp and you felt all right? Well, anyway, I'm pretty bored and my butt's asleep. I wanna do something tonight. I have to get my teeth cleaned tomorrow. I also have to vote. And I have to work, and I have a take-home test to do. But I can do that at work. I can't say I care much for the floor show segment. Ah well. I'm tired. Or bored. Whatever. 11-3-00 Well, my grandmother passed away earlier this week. We went down to Tennessee to go to the funeral. I hate family politics. My grandfather hates me. Of course, he's not ver fond of anybody, but that's beside the point. There's nothing like sitting in a car for 11 hours trying to kill time. Also the trip took a lot out of us financially, so we're basically SOL for a week. I got my copy of All That You Can't Leave Behind. Hooray! I haven't actually sat down and listened to it, but I will soon. I went to Toys R Us with Trent last night. They rearranged the entire store. Grandma's funeral was on Halloween, which was odd. Unfortunately I didn't get to wear my kickass Cap'n Skeletor costume that I'd planned on wearing to give out candy. Maybe next year. The hotel we stayed in was pretty nice. Most importantly, though, they had VH1, and they showed Rocky Horror and Behind the Music. I don't know who I'm gonna vote for. They all have different stupid platforms. Gore wants another 8 years of the Clinton/Gore administration, only without the Clinton part. Bush wants to be just like his daddy. Buchanan is running on the "Get the chinks out of the system" ticket. Nader is, well, Nader. It's funny, though. I was watching Craig Kilborn last night, and his guests were both pro-Gore, and they said that a vote for Nader is a vote for Bush. We all know that's bullshit, right? A vote for Nader is a vote for Nader. A vote against Gore is not necessarily a vote for Bush. People are idiots. I got a new bumper sticker. It says, "Yeas, this is my truck. No, I won't help you move." On a completely unrelated note, my lips are chapped. Can I have some money? Waffle House is nasty. Everything is smothered in grease. Now, I like grease as much as the next guy. Hell, I probably like it a little more than the next guy, but this was ridiculous. I was pleasantly surprised when I got home the other day. I was looking at X-Entertainment, my current favorite web page, and he had an article on these German chocolate eggs. I loved these. I got all nostalgic reading this article because I knew exactly what he was talking about. It was great. Contrary to what the article implies, however, they're available year-round (without the Santa Claus packaging), and the reason they don't have them here in America is that they FDA thinks it's a choking hazard, which is a pity because I really liked them. How do I know about all this, you ask? I used to live in Austria, which borders Germany, and is, well, very German. So I was exposed to all kinds of German things. No, they're not all Nazis. No, I never saw any of the Star Wars movies in German, although I did see A Christmas Story in the original German. I haven't seen any bad movies lately, hence no new reviews. I like Mallrats. People just don't get it. But people don't get Jar Jar either. I'm hungry. I need money. I want a food. 10-27-00 Well, my grandmother's really really sick. She doesn't look like she's gonna make it. This really sucks. I'm going to lose both grandmothers in the same year. It hasn't really hit me yet, which is ok, I guess. I got plates for my truck. Hooray! The week's almost over, which is a happy thing. I need a break. I was runnin around all day yesterday like a constipated wienerdog. Anyone who catches the reference gets a prize - my respect. So, Dave is walking different. I just downloaded a few Nine Inch Nails remixes. I hope they're good. I put them on a CDR. I just wanna go home now. 10-24-00 How could I ever think it's funny how everything you swore would never change is different now, like you said you and me make it through didn't quite fell apart where the fuck were you? Listening to The Fragile, if you couldn't tell. Great great album. It really grew on me. So I was looking at my guestbook, and some assfungus left me a nice message. He didn't even have the balls to leave an email address. Anyway, here's the message (and my responses): your site totally lost my interest 2 seconds after I got on. I'm sorry to hear that. Perhaps if you'd looked around you might have found something interesting. There's a lot going on here. I only stayed to ditz you in your guestbook! That sucks. Now I have to get rid of it. I'm sorry, but a lot of this was just stuff that you and your idiot family would care about! I can deal with personal insults. I have all my life. But who the fuck do you think you are to talk about my family like that? You don't even know them. You have no idea what they're like. Where the fuck do you get off insulting people you don't know? Sort of. I mean, do I want to see Tina or your cats? No. Yeah, and I made this site with you in mind. Guess what. This site is a collection of things I find interesting. If you don't like it, fine, but plenty of other people do. That is a total waste of my time. Then why'd you come here? I could have been on Cynzar or Kator's site having fun, Who? I'm sorry. I tend to limit myself to good web sites. but instead I was waste deep in your family album. Who put the gun to your head? I didn't make you come here. You did it of your own volition. If you find my site uninteresting, it's your problem. Also, I don't know where you were looking, but this site has more to it than just friends and family. Perhaps you were to stupid to find those parts, though. Thankz for nothing, darthfreak! Your loss. Change the website name to "my stupid family album pictures that no one wants to see" okay? No. I like the name it has. Your name would be innacurate. I appreciate it. You will never recieve the Star Wars Cool Best Website Award ever if you do not change this And you know how I pine for the approval of people I don't know. Quit decieving people into thinking that this site is really about Star Wars! What made you think it's about Star Wars? It's not the title, I know that. In fact, I have made it abundantly clear that there is little Star Wars content on this page. If you have a lame problem trying to find an action figure, keep it to yourself. Why? Why should I keep it to myself? It's my page. I'll do what I want with it. How many of visitors were really family/friends? Answer truthfully. I thought so. Well, I got rid of my counter a few months ago, and at that point, it was at about 5000. I came in third in the humor site contest, and I'm the seventh most popular starwars.com fansite. I feel better having ditzed on you. Thankz. You're an idiot. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than be on your site!!!! Ok. Make sure you wipe your dad's spoo off your chin before you go out. This is the email address he left: yourtostupidtobetoldwhatitissoyoucanjustshoveyoursiteupyourbuttanddie@you patheticloser,com Now,. I've been online for several years, and I have noticed that people tend to be really stupid, but there seems to always be a new low that people won't be sble to sink to. Again, I'm proven wrong. What compells a person to look at a personal home page and tell the person who made it that not only does it suck (which I know), but that his family is comprised of idiots, that no onle visits his page, and that no one cares about it? What is the goal of this kind of person? Does he just want to make me feel bad? Why? Was he really that offended at my site? Why? I tend to be a very peaceful person, but this idiot deserves to die slowly and painfully. 10-23-00 Another page of ramblings begins... I'm a little hungry. I hate my art history class. It's dull and pointless. I'm sort of half listening to The Planets by Holst. Dave lent me the CD. That reminds me. I need to return Dave's videos... I think someone really needs ot make a movie with Gary Cole, Gary Coleman and Gary Oldman. Saying which, I need to work on my script. Perhaps later. I watched Dogma again. Great movie. No one's come to bother me at work yet. Now that we have two cars, I don't see Tina anymore. I like it when Tina and Trent come to bother me at work. There's really not much going on with me. I had a bunch of stuff to say today, but I forgot it all. T2 isn't that good. The extended version, on the other hand, is great, although Ed Furlong's acting was awful at points. The election's coming up. It bothers me. So many people don't vote. They take it for granted. People fought and died for this right, and now it's taken for granted. But what bothers me most about it is that so many of the people who don't vote bitch about the government anyway. You know, if you're not going to do anything about it, stop complaining. The whole democratic system we have is specifically for people who want to change things. Unfortunately, our presidential candidates are almost identical, the only major difference being who they prefer to kill. And if this supposed to be a democratic system, why do we get only two choices? And why is it that when I say I'm not a Democrat, it's assumed I'm a Republican? I can't stand either party. I'm strictly non-partisan. I think committing to a party is a compromise of principles. Vote for who you agree with, not for who is in the right group. Of course, if it was up to me, I'd get rid of democracy altogether. It's pointless anymore. All it is is people in power trying to stay in power while people not in power accepting the fact that they'll never be in power. And I hate it when people use the expression Leader of the Free World. That's not just wrong. It's offensive. It says that the only free country out there is the United States, even though our government is doing everything it can to restrict that freedom. I've been to other countries, and I found myself just as free there, if not more so, than I am here. Leader of the Free World. Right. We all like to think the world looks up to America like it's everyone else's big brother or something. Let me fill you in on something. They don't. The biggest reason so many people hate Americans is because of that mentality. Leader of the Free World. Whose idea was that? You need to get off your high horse and look around. Things aren't quite how you think they are. Do you honestly think that people around the world will welcome you with open arms? Do you honestly believe that people in Austria or Albania or China think the United States is this wonderful thing you're building it up to be in your mind? Are you so blind as to think that those people actually believe that this country is one big oasis of freedom? Do you have any idea how naive that is? Leader of the Free World. Please... So, now I'm groovin' out to A Perfect Circle. I'm done.