irony of the day? i've been regrettably single for a while now, yet i constantly get junk email trying to sell me viagra. it's like life's little tongue-in-cheek way of saying "hey buddy, you're a real fucking failure in this relationship thing…"

i've got a little 2 song sampler of the new elliott album due out in under a month…it sounds like it was recorded in a bucket. not in a good way. the songs are good, but they really shouldn't have gone with whoever this guy is that produced this shit. and how viable is elliott now that jay has left?

the clerks animated series premieres tonight at 9:30 on abc. i know i'll be parked in front of the tv for at least a half-hour tonight.

pillowfight is the shit. i remember over a year ago when i'd just sit there and read review after review…

i've gotta go work on some websites…

no, i didn't update yesterday. it's mainly because of the cookout mentioned over there in matt's log. i was in attendance. i ate sour cream and onion chips, and then i took in some ice cream. have my whereabouts been sufficiently explained?

i'm poor. i've come to this realization sometime after realizing that in able to park for the rest of the week at work, i don't really get to eat. eating is a very important part of survival, so i hope i find a way around this l'il problem.

western homes is a good site. i really like it. even if he repeatedly ignored my emails letting him know that transmission3000 exists. i mean…he even has an objective yet favorable review of the new pearl jam record. now if i could only get him to link to either this site or t3k…

speaking of transmission3000, the re-design over there is puttering along nicely. i actually got the slint show re-posted, and the whole thing should be ready for your eyes by the end of the week.

i'm tired and hungry, and stuck at work…i'll check back in later tonight…

gonna be a short post today, after my mental eruption of last night. apologies to those readers who's eyes were terribly strained by the tiny font I put yesterday's post in. I was suitably chastised by brian and several other friends, and have corrected it now.

waking up this afternoon, I was surprised to find several people in my house. I think today was the first time that's happened in several years. back in college ('94-'96ish) it became a daily routine to wake up and find between 2 and 20 people hanging out in the living room, but since moving to Louisville, the guests tend to be less frequent and more spaced out.

seeing all those people in the house was a pleasant reminder of how things used to be, and in the spirit of those memories, I suggested an impromptu cookout. it went well, fun was had by all.

no word yet from my potential employers. perhaps if I can wake up before 3:00 pm tomorrow I'll be able to give them a call myself…

obligatory link for the day: TheElectricChair.com
sorry, didn't do much surfing today…

western kentucky is truly a remarkable place. the more things change the more they stay the same. you can read my bio on coffeemonk.com to see what I think of the place I hesitantly call home.

really though, my visit was nice. my parents, being from the mountains of Virginia, are easy going, down home folks (yes, I used the word "folks") who are SO normal it's almost scary. my 12 yr old brother, bless his heart, is the product of his environment, as I suppose we all are. he's going through the phase in his life (which I imagine only afflicts "southerners") where the word rebel and the confederate flag hold some special magic. it seems very disturbing to me now, but I recall going through something similar when I was his age, so I guess it will pass once he gets away from the amber waves and into "real life." I HOPE it will pass.

on my way out of town, i heard, for the first time since leaving Princeton, the word "nigger" used in a real conversation. now, my friends and I, far from being racist, are prone to making racial slurs in the name of humor, usually poking fun at people who would really think and speak that way.

don't get me wrong here. Racism is NOT funny–what is funny (in a sick, hopeless sort of way) is that there are people in this world who are ignorant enough to believe they are in some way superior to people with different color skin or different religious beliefs. I could go on on this subject for days, about the ills of the world and the sicknesses that infect our society, but I sincerely doubt anybody wants to read a weblog for that long.

i had a chat with my little brother, hoping to impart to him that thinking, speaking and acting like this was wrong. he is young, and being raised in that town where things like this are not only commonplace, but almost expected. it is one of the sad reasons I don't visit my parents much, and when I do, I usually stay cooped up in their house for the duration.

in other news, as brian pointed out in his log, over there Steal This Blog. brian wasn't sure if their mention of our site was favorable or not, but after reading it, I'd definitely say it was. thanks to Tom for noticing us. I guess I'm the "journal" and brian's the "weblog." so be it. I'm just glad someone was "amused." that's all I can ask.

i need your help: I'll admit it, I'm lazy. If anyone knows of a good place that can process online transactions cheaply (or for free) please . The three-toed sloth that is coffeemonk.com needs this capability. I'm almost finished putting a web-based version of my poetry book online, and would like to be able to sell some physical copies of it as well. oh, and if you're interested in art, literature, music, or film, go check out the site. there's not much on there right now, but we've got big plans.

damn, if any of you are still reading this long ass thing I've written here, thanks for sticking with me. time to hit the sack and hope I get a call in the morning telling me when I can start working. I need a job.

just got back from bowling and i kicked ass, to put it bluntly. if you're ever in louisville, look me up. i'd be glad to mop the lanes with your sorry ass.

steal this blog linked to us. i can't tell if he likes us or not, but whatever. we're returning the favor, regardless. well…i am. matt is out of town visiting the parentals. and preparing for a little something special we're gonna wedge in here sometime next week…

i'm going up to bloomington to see the casket lottery next saturday (June 3rd). i'm glad that i'll be meeting up with those guys again. small brown bike, as well. the rest of the dates for the tour can be found here.

i'm going to bed. i'm tired, and the rolling stones have softened my skull enough to penetrate the sleep barrier…

in the spirit of hate, read this puzzling website: i hate music.

i am really growing to hate working in the service industry (as if i liked it that much to begin with…). i could do without all the random worthless fucks whose sole purpose is to shit on my day. i would like to take them all, line them up in the street and run over them with a steamroller. i really don't think they make a steamroller that big, but a guy can dream, can't he?

i really don't have anything intelligent to say anymore. since last night (see below post) my brain and heart have crawled into a little black hole that i'd rather not talk about.

maybe later something will happen to make my day infinitely better.

then again…maybe not.

i've lost all will to communicate like a rational person.

kill me and stick me in a fucking box.

getting ready to go home for the weekend, visit my parents for the first time since christmas. since I've got a few days before I start my new job, and since I haven't visited them so far during my month and a half unemployment, I figure its about time.

it's nice to have cool parents… well I guess I can't really say cool, but understanding, helpful, and loving. it's nice to have parents that really care about you and really do what they can to help you achieve something, either by their encouragement, or by bailing you out with rent money when you're unemployed.

so many people don't have that, in fact, most of the people I know don't have that loving, stable family background. its really sad, but it has made them stronger people, more independent I suppose.

I guess as long as we learn how to take care of ourselves, and don't fall into the traps our parents set for us–whether they were good parents or bad parents–we'll turn out okay in the end. parental guidance helps a lot, but self-guidance is perhaps more important.

anyway, I'd intended this to be just a short little entry saying have a good weekend!

i'm sitting at work, winding my lunch down to a close, and i thought i'd drop in here and post a bit.

i plan on getting the slint show posted on transmission3000 by the end of the weekend (i just learned that i have monday off for the holiday due to my double-time making me too much money…who cares? i get paid anyway…). i really do plan on it. the reason it didn't get posted last weekend was the creation of bipolar. aren't you glad you decided to wait?

thanks adam for linking. kempa.com is still one of my favorite places to stop into…

more tonight as the need strikes…

not much to yak about today. slept until damn near 4:00 pm. went to lunch at the twig and sat there for an hour or so reading.

i can't wait to finally work again, it'll give me something to do at least. s'funny, there's a whole bunch of stuff I could be doing during the day, creating web sites, editing my book, writing my novel, writing some poetry, beating small children, I just don't seem to have the motivation for any of it.

then, I sat down to check my email and write this entry, probably about 2:00 am or so, then got sucked into bewitched.com and lost three hours. damn.

perhaps tomorrow will be better.