7.24.2003
oh man. hilarity has ensued.
lets start with saturday (this day isnt that funny). i played as an emergency sub for a soccer team that plays on the near west side of the city. i scored a goal and had an assist, and it looks like ill be playing saturday mornings with them from now on. after that i drove home and went to a chicago fire game with my family. the fire won 3-0 and it was a good game to watch. afterwards i made the trek back up to evanston with a bunch of food.
sunday started off well with frank giving me a wake up call saying 'im down the street, open your door.' i let him in, and then we returned fear and loathing in las vegas and ate buffalo joes. after that we watched slamnation and just caught up, which was a lot of fun. draper and harrel showed up around 5:30. we hurried to dr.wax and adam managed to find 160 dollars worth of records in 10 minutes. i bought the new brother ali album 'shadows on the sun' which is really damn good. when we got back, we couldnt resist the swings. so we all swung for a while, then ended up filming a mini-documentary about a swinging (b-boy) crew. dedicated to justin. haha. this kid justin, who i guess is my neighbor, he was at the park and kept getting in our shots. he couldnt jump off the swings like us though, cause his knee was hurt. we soon found out why. he was the clumsiest kid ive ever seen. he was climbing onto the fire truck while adam was doing an interview up there, and i told him to back up out of the shot. so, he sat on the fire hose reel, which spun around and dumped him on his head. it looked painful, but it also looked very funny. we stopped to make sure he was ok, and he insisted he was. so we began the interview again while he got off the truck. turns out he wasnt very good at getting off the truck, he slipped on the wheel, fell on the back end, and then fell to the ground. haha, man, that kid has problems. we finished being overly creative and started walking towards the el. the kids parents were on his front porch and the dad yelled 'are you punks corrupting my son?' we just laughed and kept walking, because we didnt know if he was serious, and we didnt want to wait aroung to find out.
so then we saw hot hot heat by wrigley field, and harrels girl got away. i swear there were at least 200 kids in my friendster network at that concert. we got lost looking for wilton street, we wanted to catch the end of the non existent atreyu show so we could get our dose of metal friendly hardcore. but we just ended up coming back, and working on the newest mpc te joint "girl got a way" feat. (mf) drawstring and francis brownstone (aka harrel and adam).
during this time something funny happened on accident. harrel went to the bathroom (not the funny part) while draper and i sat in the living room. adam (my roommate was eating at the kitchen table). here is how the converstion went:
matt: i think adam is already in the bathroom.
draper: no, he's not, he's right there.
matt: oh, what are you doing adam?
adam: i'm eating.
matt: what are you eating?
adam: your sister's salad.
silence. no one has gotten the joke yet, because it wasnt a joke. i had brought home leftovers from a restaurant, including my burger and my sisters salad. once it set in though, we laughed for 10 minutes straight.
today, i trekked all over chicago location scouting for my film with marc smith. while walking to navy pier, i saw two pretty funny vehicles. the first one was an "Emergency Blacksmith" truck, and the second was a 'training bus.' on the training bus, there was a bus driver and then 6 other bus drivers behind him watching him drive. i also saw the oscar meyer weinermobile. at navy pier, i saw a girl that looked exactly like catherine starks, and it turns out it was her, but i didnt say hi because she was with a little boy and i knew she didnt have a little brother or a kid or a reason to be in chicago. not making sure it wasnt her was my regret for the day i guess.
brandon got really pissed during socom match play tonight, and quit to run off with nancy to amc cantera theaters. i called her to find him and they were on 59. they asked me to check what movies were playing at 11 and i found out that no movies were playing after 10:15. so they just went to steak and shake, which reminded brandon and i of a funny story that i will now share.
once upon a time, brandon and i saw a late movie (possibly memento) at cantera. afterwards, we needed to go to the bathroom. so we pulled in to steak and shake. we parked, and then we realized that we didnt both want to go into steak and shake and walk straight for the bathroom. so we decided to go across the street. we parked at a gas station. i went into the gas station and brandon went to white hen. we both went to the bathroom, and came back to the car. this is when we realized that we had both bought the exact same pack of gum. and that we were gay.
oh yeah, haha heres something else. so on the northwestern hereandnow site, there is a community crime alert at the top. hereandnow the article usually warns us of someone beaten or robbed near campus. but man, this one was just funny. im not making fun of what happened to this woman, because it is bad, but come on. here are some excerpts:
"The offender informed the victim that he was going to hypnotize her and then did so. He then spoke to and touched the victim in an inappropriate manner."
"The offender who fled the area was described as a white male, approximately five feet, six inches tall, medium build, dark hair, with bad acne and approximately 20-25 years old."
haha, watch out for that kid, he has hypnotizing acne. haha. is this funny to other people? or what...
thats it, i guess those stories arent that funny. but they were enough to keep me going on living.
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lets start with saturday (this day isnt that funny). i played as an emergency sub for a soccer team that plays on the near west side of the city. i scored a goal and had an assist, and it looks like ill be playing saturday mornings with them from now on. after that i drove home and went to a chicago fire game with my family. the fire won 3-0 and it was a good game to watch. afterwards i made the trek back up to evanston with a bunch of food.
sunday started off well with frank giving me a wake up call saying 'im down the street, open your door.' i let him in, and then we returned fear and loathing in las vegas and ate buffalo joes. after that we watched slamnation and just caught up, which was a lot of fun. draper and harrel showed up around 5:30. we hurried to dr.wax and adam managed to find 160 dollars worth of records in 10 minutes. i bought the new brother ali album 'shadows on the sun' which is really damn good. when we got back, we couldnt resist the swings. so we all swung for a while, then ended up filming a mini-documentary about a swinging (b-boy) crew. dedicated to justin. haha. this kid justin, who i guess is my neighbor, he was at the park and kept getting in our shots. he couldnt jump off the swings like us though, cause his knee was hurt. we soon found out why. he was the clumsiest kid ive ever seen. he was climbing onto the fire truck while adam was doing an interview up there, and i told him to back up out of the shot. so, he sat on the fire hose reel, which spun around and dumped him on his head. it looked painful, but it also looked very funny. we stopped to make sure he was ok, and he insisted he was. so we began the interview again while he got off the truck. turns out he wasnt very good at getting off the truck, he slipped on the wheel, fell on the back end, and then fell to the ground. haha, man, that kid has problems. we finished being overly creative and started walking towards the el. the kids parents were on his front porch and the dad yelled 'are you punks corrupting my son?' we just laughed and kept walking, because we didnt know if he was serious, and we didnt want to wait aroung to find out.
so then we saw hot hot heat by wrigley field, and harrels girl got away. i swear there were at least 200 kids in my friendster network at that concert. we got lost looking for wilton street, we wanted to catch the end of the non existent atreyu show so we could get our dose of metal friendly hardcore. but we just ended up coming back, and working on the newest mpc te joint "girl got a way" feat. (mf) drawstring and francis brownstone (aka harrel and adam).
during this time something funny happened on accident. harrel went to the bathroom (not the funny part) while draper and i sat in the living room. adam (my roommate was eating at the kitchen table). here is how the converstion went:
matt: i think adam is already in the bathroom.
draper: no, he's not, he's right there.
matt: oh, what are you doing adam?
adam: i'm eating.
matt: what are you eating?
adam: your sister's salad.
silence. no one has gotten the joke yet, because it wasnt a joke. i had brought home leftovers from a restaurant, including my burger and my sisters salad. once it set in though, we laughed for 10 minutes straight.
today, i trekked all over chicago location scouting for my film with marc smith. while walking to navy pier, i saw two pretty funny vehicles. the first one was an "Emergency Blacksmith" truck, and the second was a 'training bus.' on the training bus, there was a bus driver and then 6 other bus drivers behind him watching him drive. i also saw the oscar meyer weinermobile. at navy pier, i saw a girl that looked exactly like catherine starks, and it turns out it was her, but i didnt say hi because she was with a little boy and i knew she didnt have a little brother or a kid or a reason to be in chicago. not making sure it wasnt her was my regret for the day i guess.
brandon got really pissed during socom match play tonight, and quit to run off with nancy to amc cantera theaters. i called her to find him and they were on 59. they asked me to check what movies were playing at 11 and i found out that no movies were playing after 10:15. so they just went to steak and shake, which reminded brandon and i of a funny story that i will now share.
once upon a time, brandon and i saw a late movie (possibly memento) at cantera. afterwards, we needed to go to the bathroom. so we pulled in to steak and shake. we parked, and then we realized that we didnt both want to go into steak and shake and walk straight for the bathroom. so we decided to go across the street. we parked at a gas station. i went into the gas station and brandon went to white hen. we both went to the bathroom, and came back to the car. this is when we realized that we had both bought the exact same pack of gum. and that we were gay.
oh yeah, haha heres something else. so on the northwestern hereandnow site, there is a community crime alert at the top. hereandnow the article usually warns us of someone beaten or robbed near campus. but man, this one was just funny. im not making fun of what happened to this woman, because it is bad, but come on. here are some excerpts:
"The offender informed the victim that he was going to hypnotize her and then did so. He then spoke to and touched the victim in an inappropriate manner."
"The offender who fled the area was described as a white male, approximately five feet, six inches tall, medium build, dark hair, with bad acne and approximately 20-25 years old."
haha, watch out for that kid, he has hypnotizing acne. haha. is this funny to other people? or what...
thats it, i guess those stories arent that funny. but they were enough to keep me going on living.
7.18.2003
usually i wouldnt write in this two days in a row, but something funny happened yesterday that i want to share. so i live with adam (a big white guy). adam sometimes makes sandwiches and leaves all the sandwich making stuff out. last night when he did this, i told him to clean up his mess. instead, he opened the door to his room, and threw a tennis ball at me. i tried to throw it back, but he shut his door and locked it.
i threw the ball at his door a few times, to annoy him. and then i leaned a big box up against his door, so it would fall if he opened it. after 5 minutes, adam asked me if he could come out and i said no. then he said he was going to come out and clean up his mess, and i threw the ball at his door to scare him away. then he IMed me. here is the conversation:
Seedro83 (10:33:30 PM): let me out
mpc t e (10:33:36 PM): sorry
mpc t e (10:33:38 PM): no can do
Seedro83 (10:33:47 PM): i want to clean up my stuff
mpc t e (10:33:48 PM): touch the door and die
Seedro83 (10:34:32 PM): seriously the mayo is going to spoil
Seedro83 (10:34:40 PM): and if it does, no blood will be on my hands
mpc t e (10:34:41 PM): its life or death
mpc t e (10:34:46 PM): let the mayo go
Seedro83 (10:35:07 PM): there is at least 1/8 of a jar... that's worth 25 if not 30 cents
mpc t e (10:35:14 PM): is that worth your life?
Seedro83 (10:35:56 PM): what the fuck is this? gladiators?? if i get hit with a tennis ball i can still come kick your ass... the game doesn't end there
mpc t e (10:36:28 PM): i have good aim
at this point, i put up an away message that said 'i have adam locked in his room.' i then grabbed his doorknob and tried to turn it, and threw the tennis ball at his door twice. right after the second throw, i quickly and quietly snuck out the back door to go have ice cream and cookies at sarah's.
meanwhile, back at the house, adam was plotting his escape (completely clueless that i had left). he turned on some really loud music (presumably to scare me) and then dressed for battle. he put on shinguards, a bike helmet, strapped on a pillow crotch protector, and put another pillow in his shirt. He also grabbed a soccer ball, and a bottle rocket for weapons. thinking back on it now, i wish i had set my video camera up outside his door and pressed record. he no doubt burst out of the room in a moment of fury and glory, only to find me not at my computer, and then not in my room, or the kitchen, or the bathroom, or outside, and to find that my car was gone. haha.
back to sarahs: so i was eating ice cream and having fun, when i got a phone call from adam. he asked me where the hell i was. i told him i was hiding in the apartment waiting to 'get him.' and he said i wasnt cause he looked everywhere. then he told me about how he got all dressed up and was ready to fight, and i just laughed at him. i told him where my camera was so he could take a picture of himself. he did, and you can see the picture at
Daily 1835
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i threw the ball at his door a few times, to annoy him. and then i leaned a big box up against his door, so it would fall if he opened it. after 5 minutes, adam asked me if he could come out and i said no. then he said he was going to come out and clean up his mess, and i threw the ball at his door to scare him away. then he IMed me. here is the conversation:
Seedro83 (10:33:30 PM): let me out
mpc t e (10:33:36 PM): sorry
mpc t e (10:33:38 PM): no can do
Seedro83 (10:33:47 PM): i want to clean up my stuff
mpc t e (10:33:48 PM): touch the door and die
Seedro83 (10:34:32 PM): seriously the mayo is going to spoil
Seedro83 (10:34:40 PM): and if it does, no blood will be on my hands
mpc t e (10:34:41 PM): its life or death
mpc t e (10:34:46 PM): let the mayo go
Seedro83 (10:35:07 PM): there is at least 1/8 of a jar... that's worth 25 if not 30 cents
mpc t e (10:35:14 PM): is that worth your life?
Seedro83 (10:35:56 PM): what the fuck is this? gladiators?? if i get hit with a tennis ball i can still come kick your ass... the game doesn't end there
mpc t e (10:36:28 PM): i have good aim
at this point, i put up an away message that said 'i have adam locked in his room.' i then grabbed his doorknob and tried to turn it, and threw the tennis ball at his door twice. right after the second throw, i quickly and quietly snuck out the back door to go have ice cream and cookies at sarah's.
meanwhile, back at the house, adam was plotting his escape (completely clueless that i had left). he turned on some really loud music (presumably to scare me) and then dressed for battle. he put on shinguards, a bike helmet, strapped on a pillow crotch protector, and put another pillow in his shirt. He also grabbed a soccer ball, and a bottle rocket for weapons. thinking back on it now, i wish i had set my video camera up outside his door and pressed record. he no doubt burst out of the room in a moment of fury and glory, only to find me not at my computer, and then not in my room, or the kitchen, or the bathroom, or outside, and to find that my car was gone. haha.
back to sarahs: so i was eating ice cream and having fun, when i got a phone call from adam. he asked me where the hell i was. i told him i was hiding in the apartment waiting to 'get him.' and he said i wasnt cause he looked everywhere. then he told me about how he got all dressed up and was ready to fight, and i just laughed at him. i told him where my camera was so he could take a picture of himself. he did, and you can see the picture at
Daily 1835
7.17.2003
its been a week. a lot has happened, i guess. adam and i went to buffalo joes to eat the other day and some interesting things happened. on the way there an old man asked us for some change, but i didnt have any to give him. so i said my regular 'sorry, man.' and then a few seconds later this other guy walked by us and started yelling at us for not giving the guy change. 'man, you cant give the man a quarter? whats with you kids...' that kind of pissed me off, i always give people my change. ah well. so then we were eating our wings outside of starbucks and this guy went to throw something away in the garbage can right in front of us. then the guy proceeded to take the lid off the garbage can and dig through the garbage for food. it was an awkward situation, not for adam though, he was too concentrated on his food to notice i guess. after we finished, a guy came up to us claiming he represented the evanstons childrens research fund or something like that. adam was waiting for me to say no thank you and i was waiting for adam to. so we listened to him talk for a little bit. i finally said 'no thank you,' and we started walking away. but the guy stopped us and said 'ok, just remember, remember that if you smile when you wake up in the morning, the whole world is brighter.' that kind of caught us offguard. i thought he was going to yell at us like the other guy. so we just started laughing. right after that, as we were walking back, adam and i witnessed a sidewalk standoff between a bunny and a squirrel, which was also very funny.
i went to the allstar game with my dad on tuesday. it was awesome. i dont usually like to watch baseball, but its good every once in a while. we were 5 rows from the top in the upper upper deck, but right behind home plate, so they were pretty good seats. it was a good game, but my favorite part was probably the national anthem. im not one for patriotic moments, but they had a flag the size of the outfield, and at the part when everyone is cheering before the song is over, six blue angels flew over the stadium, and then tons of fireworks went off. it rocked. besides that, the allstar game reminded me how many dumbasses have barbwire tatooed on their biceps.
today i met with marc smith, the father of slam poetry. i had a meeting with him and mark eleveld (my sisters former english teacher/my advisor) at marc smiths house. it went really well and we cleared a lot of business problems up that existed between me and the factions of poetry slam, inc. so the project is moving along as i increase my email output level to its limits. other than that work, ive been chillin at the beach and playin socom. which is fun, but also kind of depressing, so ricardo and i just worked out our plan to run in the mornings starting monday. hopefully that is more successful than this blog.
harrel is supposed to come up here tomorrow to lay down what will probably be the last track of the new album. i re-recorded attacking the lame, recorded a new song, and recorded a few filler tracks in the last week. assuming everything goes well tomorrow, im guessing the new album may be done as early as one week from now. there will be a website to coincide with the release, that will have a sample mix, lyrics, reviews, and info on how to get yours. looks like its going to be called: MPC Tournament Edition - Inspired by Mediocrity. It's been a long time coming, way too long. i'm debating whether to put all the old Shorewood Sessions tracks on the cd as well. i dont know, both albums would fit on one cd, but i think i'll just keep the new album separate, mostly because i want people to forget about the old stuff (not that this stuff is much better (but it is)).
time to get back to work.
peace.
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i went to the allstar game with my dad on tuesday. it was awesome. i dont usually like to watch baseball, but its good every once in a while. we were 5 rows from the top in the upper upper deck, but right behind home plate, so they were pretty good seats. it was a good game, but my favorite part was probably the national anthem. im not one for patriotic moments, but they had a flag the size of the outfield, and at the part when everyone is cheering before the song is over, six blue angels flew over the stadium, and then tons of fireworks went off. it rocked. besides that, the allstar game reminded me how many dumbasses have barbwire tatooed on their biceps.
today i met with marc smith, the father of slam poetry. i had a meeting with him and mark eleveld (my sisters former english teacher/my advisor) at marc smiths house. it went really well and we cleared a lot of business problems up that existed between me and the factions of poetry slam, inc. so the project is moving along as i increase my email output level to its limits. other than that work, ive been chillin at the beach and playin socom. which is fun, but also kind of depressing, so ricardo and i just worked out our plan to run in the mornings starting monday. hopefully that is more successful than this blog.
harrel is supposed to come up here tomorrow to lay down what will probably be the last track of the new album. i re-recorded attacking the lame, recorded a new song, and recorded a few filler tracks in the last week. assuming everything goes well tomorrow, im guessing the new album may be done as early as one week from now. there will be a website to coincide with the release, that will have a sample mix, lyrics, reviews, and info on how to get yours. looks like its going to be called: MPC Tournament Edition - Inspired by Mediocrity. It's been a long time coming, way too long. i'm debating whether to put all the old Shorewood Sessions tracks on the cd as well. i dont know, both albums would fit on one cd, but i think i'll just keep the new album separate, mostly because i want people to forget about the old stuff (not that this stuff is much better (but it is)).
time to get back to work.
peace.
7.10.2003
So, Sam dedicated an entire xanga entry to me. haha both of my entries start with 'so,'. anyways, im going to write some stuff about sam. sam is just as gay as samwise in lord of the rings, i'm no frodo, but we made a good pair as roommates last year. sam cares about two things: the canucks and his grades. as a result, when the canucks were losing, and his grades were losing, room 204 was not a happy place. however when the canucks were winning, it was a very happy place.
his grades always recovered from midseason slumps to take the division. during every reading/finals week last year, sam and i became insomniacs for no reason. he studied during the day, and i didnt study much, but we were up all night, every night anyway. winter quarter was especially bad. we started comparing our classes and tests to sports, and, thus, the daily 1835 was born - Daily 1835 all the original articles were about finals, so during winter break, the daily 1835 hit hard times. we didnt know what to write about anymore. i did an on location report from sanibel island, florida, and sam did one from anaheim, and although the paper expanded to a national scale at that point, we were running out of material quickly.
what we did could only be described as genius. we started making fun of our friends. you have to realize, this comes very easy to sam and i, who seem to be flawless human beings. we made use of my extensive picture archive on my computer and wrote some pretty funny stuff. you should check out the archives. sam and i bonded over the daily 1835, but we also bonded over many other things. such as animal crossing. i will warn you now to never play this game, although i can not think of many moments in my life more beautiful than sam charlie and i trying to reproduce k.k. love song on the computer and guitar. sam and i also have been known to sing that song in the shower together. this is something else that i will miss, because here, i only have one shower, and i dont really want to let adam in it with me, as much as i do want to let him in it with me. sam would probably let adam in. thats just the kind of guy he is.
in conclusion, i had fun with sam. it was like a sleepover for 9 months. we would gossip like 6th grade girls every night. and hug our stuffed animals as we slept. i had a lot of fun living with sam and rob, eventhough rob and i are not on speaking terms anymore. as for sam, i'll see him next year, i think.
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his grades always recovered from midseason slumps to take the division. during every reading/finals week last year, sam and i became insomniacs for no reason. he studied during the day, and i didnt study much, but we were up all night, every night anyway. winter quarter was especially bad. we started comparing our classes and tests to sports, and, thus, the daily 1835 was born - Daily 1835 all the original articles were about finals, so during winter break, the daily 1835 hit hard times. we didnt know what to write about anymore. i did an on location report from sanibel island, florida, and sam did one from anaheim, and although the paper expanded to a national scale at that point, we were running out of material quickly.
what we did could only be described as genius. we started making fun of our friends. you have to realize, this comes very easy to sam and i, who seem to be flawless human beings. we made use of my extensive picture archive on my computer and wrote some pretty funny stuff. you should check out the archives. sam and i bonded over the daily 1835, but we also bonded over many other things. such as animal crossing. i will warn you now to never play this game, although i can not think of many moments in my life more beautiful than sam charlie and i trying to reproduce k.k. love song on the computer and guitar. sam and i also have been known to sing that song in the shower together. this is something else that i will miss, because here, i only have one shower, and i dont really want to let adam in it with me, as much as i do want to let him in it with me. sam would probably let adam in. thats just the kind of guy he is.
in conclusion, i had fun with sam. it was like a sleepover for 9 months. we would gossip like 6th grade girls every night. and hug our stuffed animals as we slept. i had a lot of fun living with sam and rob, eventhough rob and i are not on speaking terms anymore. as for sam, i'll see him next year, i think.
7.07.2003
So, I made this site to document what I'm doing this summer. Since I started doing things, I'll start typing. I took care of a bunch of random things today. Sent a bunch of emails, transferred some money, paid some bills, sent out my preproduction info, reserved equipment, applied for an independent study, called my old workplace, emailed more people, turned in my financial aid stuff... I guess this is my break after running around.
I'm about to start work on this wedding video- one of those things with picture that fade in and out, to be played at a wedding. I need to do these under the table type things to make money since I'm not allowed to have a job. For those of you that dont know, I got some grants that dont allow me to work. I'm using them to make a documentary that will be filmed mostly during the first week of August. It's on the slam poetry national finals. Slam is kind of a performance poetry contest. To learn more, go here: http://www.slampapi.com
So I live in Evanston now. 2034 Maple. Adam, my mom, and I did a lot of cleaning, and now the place is really nice. We finally got the internet, which was good, because I was going through socom withdrawal. You should come visit sometime. I have a cell phone now (damn it), I guess I held out long enough. At least I have a beverly hills cop ring tone. It makes the whole cell phone thing easier to accept.
I saw T3 the other day with Sarah. That movie was awesome. It was filled with all of the old school special effects that I've been craving. Everything today is matrix style pseudo martial arts flying around bullshit. I want to see a bunch of cars blow up damn it! And that they did. And many things were smashed as well, which is also cool. T3 was actually really funny, too. Pretty much everything Arnold says is funny, which is good. Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of cheesy action movie moments, but those are John Connor's fault. Also, Claire Daines is ugly. However, Keira Knightley, co-star of Bend It Like Beckham, is not ugly. We saw that movie a few weeks ago and it made me want to play soccer, so I did.
For those of you awaiting the new album, you wont have to wait too much longer. Maybe. I need to think of funny things to put between each song. And I need to polish up some of the tracks. Hopefully, in the next month, I will have something ready and a website to go along with it. I don't think I will put all of the tracks on the website, but I'll have some samples and a way to order a cd (for free of course). So get excited, or something.
Give me a little while to get used to having a blog. Don't expect too much.
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I'm about to start work on this wedding video- one of those things with picture that fade in and out, to be played at a wedding. I need to do these under the table type things to make money since I'm not allowed to have a job. For those of you that dont know, I got some grants that dont allow me to work. I'm using them to make a documentary that will be filmed mostly during the first week of August. It's on the slam poetry national finals. Slam is kind of a performance poetry contest. To learn more, go here: http://www.slampapi.com
So I live in Evanston now. 2034 Maple. Adam, my mom, and I did a lot of cleaning, and now the place is really nice. We finally got the internet, which was good, because I was going through socom withdrawal. You should come visit sometime. I have a cell phone now (damn it), I guess I held out long enough. At least I have a beverly hills cop ring tone. It makes the whole cell phone thing easier to accept.
I saw T3 the other day with Sarah. That movie was awesome. It was filled with all of the old school special effects that I've been craving. Everything today is matrix style pseudo martial arts flying around bullshit. I want to see a bunch of cars blow up damn it! And that they did. And many things were smashed as well, which is also cool. T3 was actually really funny, too. Pretty much everything Arnold says is funny, which is good. Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of cheesy action movie moments, but those are John Connor's fault. Also, Claire Daines is ugly. However, Keira Knightley, co-star of Bend It Like Beckham, is not ugly. We saw that movie a few weeks ago and it made me want to play soccer, so I did.
For those of you awaiting the new album, you wont have to wait too much longer. Maybe. I need to think of funny things to put between each song. And I need to polish up some of the tracks. Hopefully, in the next month, I will have something ready and a website to go along with it. I don't think I will put all of the tracks on the website, but I'll have some samples and a way to order a cd (for free of course). So get excited, or something.
Give me a little while to get used to having a blog. Don't expect too much.
