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Weird Al just put the single up from his new album, which comes out September 26th. You can get it here: http://www.dontdownloadthissong.com The video for this song is supposed to premiere tonight at 10pm PST on Yahoo Music. I can’t wait for the new album to come out. So I can download it.
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I have the entire Beatles discography. In my Beatles directory there are 227 files, taking up 858 megs on my hard drive. Their music, as a group, spanned most of the 1960’s. I also have everything Moby has ever done, from 1994 to his current stuff. 265 files by Moby consume 859 megs of my hard drive. Then there’s Eminem. He’s a newb, compared to those guys. He didn’t become big until 1999. Guess how much of his stuff I have. 1.58 GIGS. 318 files sorted into 20 folders. To my knowledge I’ve got everything he’s ever released. Almost twice as much as either of those other guys and still going. He’s probably got enough “unreleased” stuff out there to put out another dozen albums after he dies.
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Some random girl just IMed me on Yahoo. I thought she was pretty hot but apparently Yahoo targeted advertisements don’t agree.
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Kids and I walked to Henderson Park again today. I read Blacklisted 411 while they played. Afterwards we walked to Hasty Freeze for ice cream. Stopped by a fountain to hang out for awhile and learned we could really screw up the fountain by stopping the flow of water to the drain. Colleen drove by, noticed us and stopped by to hang out for awhile. She left and we went to get our ice cream, then walked home. Vacuumed the hell out of the house today. I just bought a vaccum cleaner last week after living here for 10 months. 10 months of hair, dirt and whatever else in the carpets. My Ipod rules. Having my entire music collection in one tiny device is still amazing to me. I’m sure it’ll wear off soon. Especially if I don’t get to keep it. I’ve been updating my ID3 tags all day so that the music is organized better in the Ipod. I’d be nice if it would just organize it all into folders, like I have on my hard drive. But it won’t do that. Organizing by ID3 tags will be nice, though, once I get them all updated. Itunes makes that fairly easy. Yesterday I put the 12 CDs I own on Ebay. So far they’re up to $3.05 total. Those have been sitting in my car, unused, for over a year now. Luvox Phreak might be visiting me this weekend. She’ll know for sure tomorrow, so I get a day’s notice if she’s gonna show or not. If not, I’ve got a lot of shit I need to get done around here. And work is suddenly really busy.
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Tell me if you think this reasoning is dumb. I’m not going to pay my credit card bills anymore. I lost my house to the bank so my credit is already fux0red so that part doesn’t even matter. I owe between $3,000 and $4,000 in credit cards right now and I’ve been diligently paying them each month. I usually pay just slightly over the minimum. Sometimes I pay twice the minimum. And occasionally I’ll drop $100 on one. This year I’ve ridded myself of 2 or 3 credit cards forever by finally getting them paid. Occasionally I’m so broke that I don’t make the payments on time. This results in insane late fees. Like $30 or $35 per card. Plus, on the two cards that have high balances, the interest rates end up being $15 - $20 per month. So when I make the minimum payments, I’m actually only putting a few dollars towards paying them off. Only when I occasionally drop $100 on them am I really making a dent in them. And the occasional late fees screw that up. Seems like an endless battle. Anyway, back to my point. I quit paying them and after 3 or 4 months, they’ll send me to collection agencies. When the collection agencies start begging me for payments, that’s when I’ll resume paying the cards. Because collection agencies aren’t going to charge me $35 for being late and there won’t be any more interest rates. Right? Or am I missing something? None of the cards even have my phone number anymore. They all have my old Illinois number so I won’t have to deal with daily phone calls from them. Just letters. Maybe I’ll just stick it to The Man and never pay them! But nah, I’m sure I’ll pay them eventually. Besides losing the high interest rates and late fees, it sure would be nice to have a 3 or 4 month break in paying my credit cards. I came very close to dropping a bunch of credit card payments in the mail today but stopped myself in the nick of time. Anyone have any input/thoughts?
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This cracks me up. It’s from Jack, who is currently homeless somewhere in England… We opted to live, instead, a little closer in to town and chose a fine, four story privately-owned mansion which had been vacant for two years on Keats Grove in tony Hampstead Heath, located right across the road from Romantic poet John Keats old house. Though in a state of disrepair, the mansion suited our purposes and had electricity and water and we stayed there for about three weeks until a neighbour noticed two of our number leaving the house one day and phoned the building’s owners, a wealthy American couple. I was awoken that morning by shouts of “hullo, hullo” coming from the first floor kitchen and when I went downstairs to investigate, found two women and a man intruding in our squat! The man and I both shouted simultaneously, “Who the hell are you?!” “I’m the owner,” he replied, absolutely livid. “Well, I’m the squatter,” I countered, cool and level. “Get the hell out of my house,” he ordered. I asked if he’d seen the section six paperwork posted in the front window, a legal requirement for squatting, and told him to get the hell out of our squat! There’s a legal process, I informed him, to have squatters evicted and suggested that if he wanted us removed from the premises, he’d better begin that process.
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Kids and I built a giant lego tower this week. From the table it stands 68 inches tall and comes just a millimeter from touching the ceiling. From the ground it stands 96 inches. It includes a working motorized windmill (cause you see those on real skyscrapers all the time) and an observation deck. This one should make quite a mess when it gets knocked down.
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Kids and I did some geocaching yesterday. Failed at our first one but it’s at a park we visit often so we’ll have plenty of opportunities to figure that one out later. Did a bunch of hiking around in the woods on one and came across a homeless man sleeping. Tiptoed around him and continued on.
In picture #1 you’ll see that I left a pink cell phone with stickers all over it. Picture #2 shows a cool find I got from that same cache - a Geocaching sticker which I placed on my car. And picture #3 is one of the more interesting “hides” I’ve ever seen. They spray painted a tin box (Sucrets? Altoids?) black and attached it to the side of a lamp post with magnets. It’s in a park in full view of the hundreds of people that must walk by there each day, yet no one ever notices it since it looks like it’s a part of the post. Payton spotted it immediately.
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Today I cleaned my keyboard! It’s pretty goddamn gross in there. Three years of dust, hair, food, etc. Most of the keys had a pretty thick layer of dust around them which was visible without popping the keys out. So I took off every single key, polished them individually with Pledge and used Q-tips to clean out the base part of the keyboard. It’s all pretty now. AND I’m high as nuts from this Pledge smell.
Reminds me of the Nate & Di episode where they were scrounging under the keys of their computer keyboard for pot. Also reminds me of typing class in high school where I’d sit at a different keyboard each day and pop off keys and rearrange them. They’d last for weeks without anybody noticing. My friend Tim actually pulled off every single key on a keyboard and moved it one space to the right. I bet people flunked that class because of us. And I bet some people are still not as efficient at the keyboard as they could be if we hadn’t screwed up the keyboards in high school. Fun fact: I was consistently THE fastest typer in the class yet I still got an F. Not a D, but an F. Hey, I wonder if maybe it was supposed to be a D but since I screwed up the keyboards, it came out as F instead.
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So Spessa Inc. left my house about an hour ago for the all-day drive back home. The past week and 2 days has been just insane. But it sure is nice to be wandering around the house with no pants on again. We didn’t do much yesterday during the day, the kids all just hung around the house all day. My kids went back to Colleen’s at 5pm but then Emily called a few hours later and asked if they could come back and spend the night since Spessa’s kids were there. Clohe and I drove to pick them up and stopped by Taco Bell to search for groundhogs. There was ONE out there so I snapped a couple of pictures that didn’t come out very good. After the sun went down we began constructing UFOs again. We managed to launch 2 more of them successfully. They went in more or less the same direction as the ones the previous night until they disappeared over the trees. Apparently there was a small group of women in the cafe parking lot next door because they saw the first successful launch go right over their heads. It was still close enough to the ground for them to be able to tell what it was and they all seemed to have a really good laugh over it. I’d say the two successful ones easily went over a mile before we lost sight of them.
Most of our unsuccessful launches were scary. With one, it seemed to be going up okay so we let it go, only for it to go straight down into the neighbor’s patio. They keep their gate locked so there was no way to go in and get it. We were all panicked and watching it from outside the fence as it hovered all over their patio. Inside their window I could see the lady that lives there sitting at her kitchen table. If she would have happened to glance out the window she would have seen fire hovering around. Luckily it didn’t crash. It finally went up again on it’s own and it would have been a good launch but it got wrapped around that neighbor’s electric lines. The candles immediately went out and it hung there for the rest of the night. Another time the launch was going well and it got wrapped around the power lines of the cafe. Only the candles didn’t go out. They kept burning and dropping bits of fire to the ground below. Eventually the straws started burning too but it finally all went out on it’s own. That bag is still stuck up there, right above their back door. Another we attempted to launch from my patio area. It was going fine but then, as it approached the top of my apartment, the roof seemed to suck it away from us. I have a flat roof and we never did see where it went. We ran to the front of the house to see if it landed out on the street but we saw nothing. We waited around to see if my roof would burst into flames but that never happened. For me, that was the end of UFOs for the night. But The Spessas did one last launch around 2am and it also got sucked onto the roof, never to be seen again. Also, around that time Spessa noticed some teenage girls toilet papering the trees of the house across the street. So we threw open the windows in the living room and yelled at them a bunch, scaring them away. Check out how unambitious they were - they TP’ed the smallest tree in their yard:
Between all the UFO launches, Taco Bell signs, crazy teenage anarchist girls, Target antics and other stuff I’m afraid to mention on a public forum, we also made a crazy amount of prank calls this week. I guess I can’t really say much about those either, but they were damn funny. The kids were up until about 2am too, talking and laughing in their room. Usually we yell at them to be quiet but last night we kept going in there and yelling at them to be louder. I ordered them to all scream on the count of 3. And Spessa went in there once when they all seemed to be asleep and yelled at them to all wake up and start talking to each other. Now I’ve got the next two days completely free of all human contact. I’m going to be bored!
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