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June 14th 2004 - Oooo weeee I have been working so freaking much! Patrons can be such assholes, and morons. I mean really, how many people actually don't know that to swim in a pool, you need a SWIM SUIT!! Not your funky-ass boxers or under-roos and some type of basketball shorts. Nuh-uh. We even have signs that say "proper swim attire required" and we continuously have people saying "What does attire mean?" I weep for the education of our country. Even better is that when we're describing what actual swim trunks are (LIKE I NEED TO!) we ask our patrons if they have the mesh lining in their shorts. They look at us like we are from another planet. Only when we show them visual aids do they have the magical lightbulb light above their head and they reply "Oooohh... the fish net stuff!" .. the WHAT?!? I'm sorry, but when I think of fish net stuff, I either think of fishing equipment or SLUT WEAR!! To each their own though,.. if you're just a complete moron then I guess there's nothing you can do. Oh wait, there IS. F-king learn something!! .. Now on to other things. So every summer we play poker, and last summer was the first time that I made it a regular thing. I wasn't really good, but I wasn't bad either. Last time I played last week though, I had the luck. I had so much luck I felt BAD for how much I was winning. We play nickel, quarter, dime stuff and I started with 15 bucks... well I left with like 100 bucks. I was winning so often that I was even TRYING to not win as much by not raising when I sort of knew I'd win. I'll be playing again Wednesday so many I'll get lucky again. I do have a 900 dollar credit card bill among other freaking huge debts I'm incurring. Other than all of that though, I have stuff to rant about, but mainly it's about work crap and usually it's those "you have to be there" things. Like how me and my cashier co-worker made an 8 year old girl cry. Ah fun times. AND I have the back of an 90 yr old coal miner and it's all thanks to Harry Potter, the bastard. I go and see Harry Potter (which wasn't as good as I thought it would be) and when I get out of it my back is hurting like a sonofagun. I've never had my back "give-out" but that's sort of what I think it would feel like before it happens. Gah, anyhow. I'm going to try and play some games or something. btw, the quote in a second is sung to the old tune of the Flintstone vitamins commercial. - chris
"We are slipknot kids..." -- June 10th 2004-Eric here! I woke up this morning and checked my messages and I had recieved one from a rep at the school of the art institute of chicago, telling me that I had done very well in the merit scholarship competition, but he wouldn't tell me what I had won over the voice mail, so I called him back and.....tada!! I won first place!!! 12K annually baby! Its pretty damned awesome. Even more so because they have told me repeatedly that the fall competiton is much harder because there are generally a larger amount of people entering the competiton, but i beat them all!! Its kind of funny, any time I see a pretty woman I think to myself "hey baby, I'm an award winning artist. Yeah." But then they would look at my art (which you too can do so now at this fine website establishment, simply click on the art page and then agree with what i am about to state next) and say, oh my, aren't you strange. Believe it or not there is actually MORE art soon to be coming to the site, along with some updates of other areas of the site that have gathered several blankets of dust. Thats because nobody ever looks at this website. Thats why you have to write us or sign the guestbook, so we can know. There was ONLY about a 7 month gap between guestbook signings, and since we all live to be several thousand years old thats nothing...oh wait. Average lifespan for a white male is like 75 or something. Or up in the 80's. If you don't count in all the occult stuff. Ah were such dorks. "Looks like I picked the right week to start taking amphetamines again!" -- June 3rd 2004- Holy Jesus Christ on Mars its been a LOOOOONNNNGGG time since i updated the site. Well i cant really say "updated" more like "paid any amount of attention to at all". Oh this is Eric by the way. Chris has been a bit more responsible in admiring the site's Lazarus like qualities, and there has been speculation as to whether or not we would contiune adding anything, but lo and behold, four months later, i actually add something. So now, whenever it is that i take my leave of this mortal coil I can rest in the hereafter knowing that i did something to change this fine world. Like writing pointless ramblings on a website that no one looks at. So i was just looking at the art page, which is so out of date it looks like the work of dinosaurs. Good god its bad. I'm going to make another page and put up all of my new work because that old stuff is just, wow. Some of its good, and I'll keep some of those up, but the rest of that stuff is going into the garbage. Goodbye crude art. Hello wierd and way too conceptual art! That is mostly what i have been up to lately, creating, and creating, making my way through all these things in the hopes that perhaps someone will notice and reward me with a big ass scholarship, so that i wont have to sell my body on the street for money. I can sell my body on the street for the sheer pleasure of it. And maybe the money. Nobody says no to free money. I've been fairly busy otherwise as well. I went to seattle, which wasnt that great. I got really sick and then really sick of the people who i was with. Its taken me about two months to even care about developing the pictures i took there, of which there are few. Speaking of pictures im going to put up a few more of my photos that ive taken on my gallivanting adventures. I really should take more photographs. And more gallivanting adventures. God that is such bad art. I was just cringing again, looking at more of what i havnt seen in a very long time. Maybe i should just keep all of those up so i can look at them and see from whence i came. I was going through a bunch of books in my basement and i came across a copy of the canterbury tales, and right next to it one of those study guide things that you buy that assumes to tell you that it knows all the answers, but really just causes you to end up reading the entire damn book anyway, and it had a great question, "How many pilgrims started the journey to Canterbury?" Wonderful question. So perhaps I'll title the art page that. Or behind the music, whatever the hell i feel like. Or simply, "CAZY ART!". Some friends suggested that if i ever go out and lecture about art i should just say " I make art. CRAZY ART!", and they would pop out from behind me and proclaim in unison "crazy art!", and then again i exclaim "I make art. CRAZY ART!!", and this time a large black gospel choir would sing "CRAZY ART!" with all the glory that they had until that moment reserved for their proclomations of love and faith in the lord. Ah this is wonderful. The very first time I update the site, the computer freaks out and wants to shut down. So i'll end this. "Looks like i picked the wrong week to get off amphetamines" -- May 30th 2004 - Ahahaha, I'm such a rebel, I'm writing a May rant in the June rant page! I have been working like a camel. A cyborg camel. A very hard-working cyborg camel chugging WD40. Thankfully I got 50 hours this week, but that'll not be happening again in the near future, which sucks. I sooo need money so I can move out, regardless of whether or not I'm trying to get a loan to pay for rent. Ooo, anyway, my birthday (on the 21st) rocked! My friend Rachel, her boyfriend, and I were supposed to go see some cool interactive theater in the city but when we got there it was cancelled due to circumstances beyond their control. Then with nothing else to do Rachel suggested we go to the City Museum. I had been there a couple of times before but it wasn't that interesting because it was packed. This time, however, it wasn't packed and it was completely fun!! I'll put the picture of us up later. Then the next day a lot of us went to a party for our friend Tina and myself because we both have the same birthday. It's so strange to be 24, I feel really old even though it's not necessarily. Other than that, like I stated before I've been working like that mythical camel-like destroyer of worlds. A camel because they drink a lot of water. The cool thing is that since I worked all freaking week, I have 18 different varieties of tan on my person! I also got the pleasure of sweeping the damned skank-nasty pool in the freezing water, lemme tell you that was fun. But still I'm really glad to be back at work, even though I continually have the uncertainty of not getting as many hours as I want due to inclimate weather. Damn Mother Nature. .. Now I could, again, say something about the lack of Eric-updating, but I won't. Because I have to go do some laundry. Nothing makes me want to do laundry more than having do deal with crazy-ass funk from the pool. Gross. - chris "'It's my birthday today!' - some 9 year old girl at the pool
'Awwww... you still have to pay.' - a co-worker."
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