Observations

[p0tat0es]

I think that this may not be too unusual for people in this town right now, but every time I hear a sound or feel a vibration out of the ordinary, I think we're having another earthquake.

Do not underestimate how much psychological damage can come from natural disasters. Not that the earthquake we had was by any means disastrous. But it was still...shocking, I guess. I can laugh about it now, but it still is affecting me. Standing there behind my desk, feeling a sensation that was familiar, but still foreign. Thinking that I could very possibly die right then and there. Feeling the floor roll. Watching the brick and concrete that is always still and unchanging move as if it were tall grass being blown by a strong wind. It fucks with your head a little bit.

I wish I had had Godspeed You Black Emperor! when I was 16 and angsty.

As much as i generally loathe advertisements, I like Hennessey's tagline: "Appropriately complex." That fits my life to a tee. It is approprately complex. Maybe disproportionally complex...

I think vegan hamburgers make me gassy. (It was still very good, Chris. Thank you for your hospitality today. AMQA will live to rawk another day.)

My HTML skills are booty.

Everyone should listen to Jaques Brel. Most emotive, histrionic French singer I have ever heard.

Chimay red label leaves a really funky aftertaste. Especially when paired with Sour Cream & Onion Pringles.

I think my upstairs neighbors are wrestling right now. It's really fucking annoying, and if I wasn't such a nice guy, i'd go up there and tell them to shut the fuck up. Then again, it is a Saturday night. We all get a little out of hand on weekends sometimes. But I really want them to shut up. I think they have a dog up there. I like dogs. Just not in conjunction with my infamously loud neighbors.

My least favorite word of the moment is "fishalicious". As in "Fresh-fresh-fresh fish-a-licious", from whatever fucking commercial that's from.

I find it amusing that people are entertained by watching people drink Blow Jobs. I'm sure it takes skill to pick up a shot glass using nothing more than your lips, but c'mon folks...

It's bedtime.

Comments

[rockstarbob.livejournal.com]

you know, it's funny how everyone just sort of went back to their daily bullshit business after the earthquake. as if it never happened. you can almost hear the echoes from the nervous laughter still.

i think it has to be a (fairly transparent) defense mechanism. i mean, there's comfort in routine. there's comfort in knowing that after concrete has turned to shipwreckwaterwaves and back again that the buildings still (mostly) stand and the same coffee shop that you go to every morning on your way to work is still there to serve you a double tall latte at precisely 8:40 a.m.

my roommate jenny woke up two nights ago in a cold sweat at one a.m. to feel the floor rippling beneath her bed. i slept through it. she said she woke up and checked the news -- we had an aftershock. i slept through it.

i could have slept through my own death.

if the same earthquake had struck a few miles closer to the surface, we would all be broken bone bits and rotten skin right now.

every time i feel the slightest vibration, my heart starts beating fast. it's weird how everyone's downplaying it.

my other roommate betsy came home crying the day after the earthquake (not the day OF the earthquake) because she works on the 31st floor of a very tall building. apparently, it was creaking and moving all day long, making her feel tremors.

i looked into it a little bit, and i found this. i wonder if you think it's bunk or not.

[rockstarbob.livejournal.com]

ps. speaking of downplaying it, a certain someone's boss(es) made him go to a "company-wide" meeting ten minutes after the tremors stopped. literally.

what.

[p0tat0es.livejournal.com]

That's shite. I guess Christian altruism and concern for peoples' well being dosen't extend to employees of certain Christian record labels. WWJD? Probably make sure no one got hurt.

Yeah, I'd like to think that I'm not affected by it and that I can just go back to my usual thang. And I have, but there's still this nagging little sense in the back of my head going "watch out! The floor's about to disappear!" Ack.

Right after the earthquake happened, most of my office went out and stood on 4th Avenue. People were freaking out, smoking, trying to call people on their cell phones. Then the owner of the company pops his head out of his office window on the fifth floor and says "All right everyone, back to work!"

I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. I don't think he really was.

[sillyape.livejournal.com]

Ed, if we had gybe! when we were 16, then WTF would we have to grow into? Like, I had The Vandals, Eric B and Rakim, and Jane's Addiction... and now my music tastes (and that of musicians has expanded to the point to give us gybe!). Wow. Imagine if you were 16 today. I wonder if there's going to be something that much better when they are 25?

Or maybe they'll just be jaded by then. Ungrateful punks.

Fresh-fresh-fresh fish-a-licious

[ateolf.livejournal.com]

OH MY GOD!