THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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I'm wearing clown pants and a wife beater. The clown pants are loose and thin and have red and white stripes. Man, if I had a blue shirt with white stars I'd look like a total dork. But with the wife beater I think I pull this look off well. Excuse me Ms., but your hogans are sick. I want to lay you on your belly. Hash and leftover alcohol are a man's best friend. I have hotdogs. I have Honey Nut Cheerios. You can't fuck with that. A taste sensation liable to make my gut burst if I keep smoking this hash. I haven't used my stove here for anything other than boiling water. I need to get my ass back on the kitchen creation. I'm looking for a dishwasher job. I think. I might get a dishwasher job and work my way into a kitchen somewhere. Learn to cook the menu for one of the swanky seafood joints, for example. A skill that will be incredibly useful when I reenter the sexforce. Either that or I'll enter into super-gay-nate persona and grab a job at one of those trendyesque toothpick-girl mall boutiques. Like Express or Wet Seal. Research. Or maybe neither. Fuck all that shit. Work probably still sucks. Doesn't matter now. I'm wearing motherfucking clown pants, smoking hash, drinking beer, and trying to decide whether I want a bowl of Honey Nut or a hotdog. |
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I'm listening to the new Bad Religion right now. I was feeling depressed yesterday after my mom told me she may need a stint for a possible blocked artery (she is supposed to visit me this week, but now may not be able to if she really has a blocked artery). So I went to Used Kids and dropped $60. Besides the Bad Religion, I got the new Anthrax, the new Ziggy Marley, Zappa/Beefheart "Bongo Fury", Tom Waits "Blue Valentine", Mahotella Queens, Malathini and Other Stars "Putting on the Light", The Heavils, and Manu Chao "Radio Bemba Sound System." The Manu Chao is great, South American party music with ska flavors. The marley is very good, but a little overproduced. The Zappa disc is of course excellent, but I am a little disappointed in the production of the Mahotella queens disc - it would be fantastic if it were just a little better mixed. The Anthrax is pretty good too, especially the single "Safe Home". I haven't gotten to The Heavils or Tom Waits yet. |
You need to take that Bad Religion cd out right now and put in the Tom Waits album. You won't regret it. Trust me. Actually, on that topic, I found a bootleg Tom Waits live lp a few weeks back. It reinstated my torrid love affair with the man. Ok, so other than your music afflictions, how the hell have you been toots? |
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no but it sounds an awful lot like the next one. |
hi kalli. |
Gonna be a dental floss tycoon... |
These guys make their own instruments and play crazy metal. I think they made a guitar out of a wooden toilet seat, among other things. They sort of sound like the bastard sons of genetic experiments to cross breed Motorhead, AC/DC, Exodus, Slayer, Thought Industry, and a high school woodshop during a school massacre involving homemade weaponry inspired by the Unreal Tournament 'Ripper' gun. Tom Waits is of course, awesome. I'm pretty good outside of work right now Kalli. I need to go home now and see my sweetie, who should be getting home from work soon herself. |
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I'm really digging Serart right now. That's serj from System of a downs world music project. Talk about some crazy drumming and vocals. Awesome! Go buy it. I'm D.J'n this weekend at our local all ages club (Ex-Urban) with DJ Cue (Sem, guess who that is). That will follow an free all ages show with upwards of 11 bands playing at the local skatepark. Horray for the rebirth of the Houghton Music Scene! I'm also the booking manager for the local coffee house, so if ya'll know of some mid-westers who would like to rock Marquette and Houghton, all you have to do is let me know. Let the incense burn at both ends. |
hi nate. |
thats classic kalli. really...it warms my heart. |
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that's funny shit. |
It's pronounced the same way, and is primarily used to cause opponents to miss shots in pool. |
It took her an hour and half to figure out that he was convinced that lesbians have clits, that when erect, get large enough to uh, you know, do the hiddy diddy widdy with... I'm just thinking, that'd be rad. |
The character Margaret is a lesbian, Claire is not. During a Funeral: ... Claire: "But if he were with us today..." Margaret: "SHH!" Claire: "Don't you shush me, or you'll be munching carpet through a straw!" ... I almost inked when I read that. Moore is a goofy ass mofo. This whole book is just crazy. |
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I want a new laptop. |
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Let's all watch Blue's Clues, okay? ;) |
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what a quality show. Is Maisy a mouse? If so, i've only seen the books. |
http://www.steveswebpage.com you should listen to his music. He has an album coming out in a few months. It sounds like the Flaming Lips and is every bit as good. Same producer too. |
i also like how Blue is blue, but is a girl. Take THAT you pink for girls blue for boys motherfuckers. i also enjoy the duck toy, and the soap. but not the mailbox. fuck that pretentious mailbox. |
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So merchandised. Have I mentioned that one of the things I do at the bookstore is input? It's kind of a wierd job--basic data entry for the bookstore inventory. Anyway, someone (usually me) has to manually enter every single order into the computer and add the books to inventory. Unlike national chains we don't have a "wand this into inventory and watch it update from a magical database" command. Nope. Someone has to manually enter the ISBN, item code, pub code, distributor, title, author, type, price, min/max, etc. Today was my inputting day--I seriously just input like sixty Maisy titles. It's really ironic that Maisy should come up in this thread. Has anyone else noticed this Sorabji encroachment into daily life? I've found that topics discussed here suddenly come into my daily life (like Howard Dean, who was the talk of work this morning...) I love Margret Wise Brown (Goodnight Moon, Runaway Bunny). My current children's staff fave right now is "The Cat Who Liked Potato Soup." It's really cute. Anyway. Kid books are cool. |
ANd our nanny scored a shit load of Dr. Seuss books all address on the inside cover to "JoJo" from "Bunny" I don't know anything about Maisy marketing, I just know i dig the cartoon when i turn on it for Eva as I leave in the mornings so mom can get another 15 minutes of sleep. you don't work Black Oak in Berkeley do you? |
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I just found the album Wednesday during my show. |
Dora the Explorer best,and tele-tubbies. |
quebec is really good. after the disappointing white pepper (the grobe and back to basom are great) and the rumor i heard that they were now clean and sober, i was afraid for this release. i think all cylinders fire on quebec. i love ween. |
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nate should be a televangelist. has anyone ever seen that mr. show skit called Swear To God? big-haired white polyester pant-suit wearing Swearing Preacher on a stage: Preacher: I have a question, and I know you all have it, too. What is up Satans ass? All he wants to do is fuck us up, the dick licker! Now the Lord said, "I am the light of the world." Now, he could as easily have said, "I am King Shit of Fuck Mountain. Why would you fuck with me?!" Congregation: Amen! Bob: Now, Ill tell you what. I am the only preacher with the fuckin balls, and you know this, you all know this, to say, "Satan I damn thee! You goddamm motherfuckin, shit-eatin, cock-suckin, son of a B!" Can I get a fuckin A? Congregation: Fuckin A! |
nate should be a televangelist. has anyone ever seen that mr. show skit called Swear To God? big-haired white polyester pant-suit wearing Swearing Preacher on a stage: Preacher: I have a question, and I know you all have it, too. What is up Satans ass? All he wants to do is fuck us up, the dick licker! Now the Lord said, "I am the light of the world." Now, he could as easily have said, "I am King Shit of Fuck Mountain. Why would you fuck with me?!" Congregation: Amen! Bob: Now, Ill tell you what. I am the only preacher with the fuckin balls, and you know this, you all know this, to say, "Satan I damn thee! You goddamm motherfuckin, shit-eatin, cock-suckin, son of a B!" Can I get a fuckin A? Congregation: Fuckin A! |
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Not that it's relevant any longer, but the author was Christopher Moore, not Michael Moore. Whatever. |
*i'm okay* |
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It just annoys me, probably because i am having this whole thing shoved down my throat right now. Bilingual schools, my kids being forced to learn a second language even in pre-school. It's all shoved in my face constantly. Offices wanting you to be bi-lingual all of the time. I realize there is a very large populace of hispanic people here and I really don't have a problem with it, but I just get annoyed when I have something shoved down my throat constantly. Especially since I used to be almost fluent in spanish 12 years ago and now I can't remember shit. |
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I will "force" a second language on my kids when they are old enough. Probably Spanish. Although by that time, it may have to be the mother tongue of our alien overlords |
(scratches head...) |
people fear what they dont understand. the word "force" is fear. rings of that whole god damn "heritage" thread spunk and to a smaller degree eri went on about. we ARE evolving! nearly 40% of this country is of some sort latino decent. for those who don't like change, you'll like irrelavence even less. nothing is being shoved down your throat. you can either come to terms with the fact that a rapidly growing segement of the populus speaks spanish and its only ADVANTAGE ADVANTAGE ADVANTAGE that you or your daughters know how to speak it. Or you can cite being "force-fed" a langauge...and enjoy self-imposed ignorance. When your daughters are adults, they could very well be minorities. deal with it. |
What annoys the fuck out of me, is can you imagine how goddamned long the PTA meetings get? Everything in English and then Spanish. They take for fucking ever and all you wanted to do was see your kid do their square dance that they learned in PE. You don't care about how much money they have in the account to start yet another goddamned fundraiser. So English speaking children learn Spanish through it's use daily, but not how to speak it properly (fucking annoying) and then Spanish speakers DON'T learn English through the same way, cuz they are stuck in some different program where all they do is Spanish. I guess it is the double standard that pisses me off. I do interact with Spanish Speaking people all of the time, on a regular basis. I really can't remember much of anything. I mean, I can't remember enought to figure out what they are talking about behind my back (or too my face since they know I don't speak spanish) and I can't hold a conversation of more than 2 or 3 sentences total. |
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I have neighbors whom I cannot chat with. I no longer speak any Spanish and they know no English, I smile and say hello when I see them and that's about it. It neat though, they're preserving some aspects of their culture while abandoning others. I saw three little girls playing outside their house, playing pinata. They stuffed their toys into plastic grocery bags and looped those over the end of a pipe and were batting at it with a stick. |
maybe if they didnt spend all their freaking time helping Telly find his goddamn triangles they'd still be in business. |
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we have french class everyday from kindergarten to grade 11. And now i can barely talk to a french 6 year old. ;( i think we shoud all just learn chinese. Now THAT will be usefull. |
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My dad's Chinese girlfriend is trying to teach me Chinese but it's not going too well. "MAAA-O, not Maa-O!" "mao?" "MAAA-O!" And so on... |
I took a year and a half of french, but it didn't do a thing for me. Later, I took two years of Japanese, but all it did at the time was dredge up forgotten French. Now if I try to remember a french word, I come up with the Japanese one. |
Arabic was one of the hardest. |
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Lithuanian is in category III. |
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* black slip-on shoes (Clarks) * grey-and-black striped knee-high socks * grey corduroy pants * purplish-blue tank top * pink shirt with sheer lace-ish vertical panels, thus necessitating the use of the tank top for the preservation of maidenly modesty * black wool open cardigan with big front panels that I can wrap around myself like a blanket * black star stud earrings * silver band ring on left hand inscribed "FORMA DECORAT VIRTUTEM" * silver ring with simple circle of white mother-of-pearl on the right hand * Tocca's Florence perfume I took intensive Russian this semester and loved it. I can speak very little, though. Я говорю только немного по-русски. For Christmas, my brother asked me to give him art that I had made. I am making him a poster commemorating Laika, the first animal in space. The poor little dog died within four hours of blast-off, probably due to overheating. My poster features the words, "Когда я увидела, что помощь не придет, я медленно закрыла глаза." That means, "When I realized that no help would come, I slowly closed my eyes." Russian uses commas in ways that English does not. Maybe I will learn how to use them next semester. |
Когда я увидела, что помощь не придет, я медленно закрыла глаза. = Kogda ya uvidyela, chto pomoshch' ne pridyet, ya myedlyenno zakrila glaza. The thing is, щ does not actually sound like "shch". It sounds like "sh" made in the front of your teeth. You know how when you go "shhhhh", the sound comes from the middle of your mouth, where your bicuspids are? The letter ш is made farther back in your mouth, by your wisdom teeth, and the letter щ is made up by your front teeth. The more you know. |
The taxi driver that took me to my work xmas function a couple of weeks ago was Russian. Except he kept saying to me 'I'm from USSR no Russia', and lecturing me on how shit it is here and how his wife earns more money than him. I was happy to get out, I always get the nutters. |
and reports on all sorts of goings on in the former Soviet block. |
The interesting thing was; his family was offered a settlement in Beresan District near Odessa which is in Ukraine. Since Tsar Alexander the first who gave the rights to the European some land. For some reason My Great Grandfather's family left Germany for some political reason and found a new life there. To learn about this thing made me feels that I am no longer a German, but damn proud to be a Russkie.... |
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A large number of Volga Germans emigrated to the Midwestern United States in the 19th century. My ancestors (these were my mother's mother's father's people -- my mother's mother's maiden name was Alt, a German name) settled in Iowa in the mid-1800s. |
German dialect. Though it's dying. Who knew. |
Here is the link is where my Great-Grandfather and his family cames to America from Ukraine : http://hin-und-zuruck.blogspot.com/2010/05/rohrbach-at-last.html This city didn't changed the most for the past two hundred years. I was never told of this until last summer made me looked "Double-Crossed". But admitted proud to be a "Russian-German" descandants. |
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slaid cleaves. |
* said jeans * wood elf shoes (brown leather slip ons with contrast stitching & a wooden button) * modern art cotton sweater * mom's socks * grandma's silver scrollwork bracelet * my lucky razorback tank (grey with wide lace straps) * belt and hair past my shoulders. worn down for a change. |
I remember my father once telling me we were mutts. I guess he wasn't far off. |