Somebody Call a Policeman

Reggae music on my radio. Makes me want to burn the grass. Might have to.

Solid line-up of events coming in the next few days/weeks:

Tonight - Celts/Cavs game six: Can the C's win on the road? Will KG hug Rajon at midcourt again?

May 24th - Zombie walk: dress up as a zombie, join the hoard, and start munching on the brains of Boston: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=8578907265

May 30th: http://www.wickedlocal.com/cambridge/news/x1902437626/Dunster-Street-closes-for-block-party-May-31-featuring-Dr-Dog

Life is truckeling along right now.

The future lurks just beyond the present and after the past. Lets join up and dance.

Blood Thirsty

Here it comes.

Returned the books that the BPL requested. Shady guy by book drop off box. Made sure my books were dropped off.

Euro house techno beat danceradio.gr

Good C's gotta beat the Bad C's. They should take some vitamin C, see?

Venture out,
venture in,
all adventures,
just need to begin.

Absolute(s)

Bumping a little bit of itunes radio. Number 1 reggae.

Done with GTA. Guess I just wasn't cut out to be a crook. Back on the COD4 dragon, chasing it, chasing it. Always, it slips my grasp.

Don't forget your countrymen.

Applied for a job at the cinema. Summer time job as an usher. OO-SURE. Get some free movies up here, that's the plan. Behind the scenes.

Let the blog tell the story, let it be your notepad.

Dumbbbbbbbb

Just found out about this documentary called We Are Wizards. It's about how people are goin' crazy for this Harry Potter cat. Looked like a solid little documentary so I investigated.

Found out my man Brad Neely was involved because of his crazy Harry Potter movie dub called Wizard People, Dear Readers. If you don't know who he is, swing by superdeluxe.com and check his shit out (or wait until May 25 11.45pm and check his shit on adult swim, seriously rep this shit, the guy is the man). Basically, I think the motherfucker is hilarious and if I could suck his brain of humor, and then use that for my own diabolical purposes, I most likely would.

So anyway, I'm researching this documentary and I see that it's going to screen in Boston. Nice. Cept for the fact that it happened in April... and Brad Neely was there... talking to people and shit...

This caused me to hit my head really hard in rage, on accident. Seriously, top ten people that I would like to meet/pick brain and I missed it...

They Won't Stay Dead!

Friday morning procrastination is in full swing.

I was reading this morning in bed, with the windows and blinds open. Violin music, just loud enough to hear without staining begins leaking into my ears. Damian is definitely having a sweet sesh right now. So tight.

A new challenger is approaching! It's called the MBTA and it can lick my balls. I waited the other night for 45 fucking minutes for a god damn lechmere train. Seriously, 6 north station trains in a row? Fuck? I booed the T openly, strange looks from other waiters. Everyone was heated.

Such nice weather right now, seems to be the topic on every bloggers brain. I walked around town the other day. Hit up the BPL, snagged some tight screenplays. Will definitely make a return trip (kind of have to, it is the library).

Not much humor this time around. Can't be funny all the time. Enjoy this fine week end. Also, Iron Man next week, as well as FCBD. Nerds rejoice!

Horror-scope

My horoscope for today, and I assure you that this is real, straight off of Yahoo where I get my daily horoscope:

"You'll wake up with a lot of high energy today, which will keep you smiling all day"

Oh Yahoo, you're so clever. High energy? Smiling all day? Must have the wrong day.

On another note, some old bitch turned 115 today. Became the oldest bitch in the world. Pretty fucked up to be 115. She must have no idea what the fuck is going on in the world. Not necessarily because she is old, but because she's seen some fucking crazy shit. 1893 to today? Fucking A man, that's a lot of shit.

Also, Hyde(s) get off my case, I'll blog when I'm good and ready. I don't want to spoil my five readers.

The Blogosphere Hate Me

At least according to Jeff 'Periwinkle' Hyde it does. I would assume it is because I haven't blogged out in a while. I wish I had a reason other then I was lazy (I think I was anti-blog for a bit too).

Anyway, I was thinking about shit recently and I've determined that we are in fact living in the future. We can fix our eyes with lasers (as mentioned in an earlier blog), the presidential canidates are a woman, an African American, and a zombie, I ride an electric powered train everyday, I have thouasands of songs in my pocket, porn is literally everywhere and crazier then ever, Charlton Heston is dead (but has yet to come back), etc. etc.

Jack Black, let's hang out sometime.

No pictures for this round, Emerson library laziness////

I guess that means I'm officially back in the blog. So here I am blogoshpere, have at me!