Here's the deal, a day after I sent out the mail offering a mailing list kinda thing, i updated, but I wasn't sure who wanted off the list then, so I didn't send any notice out, but since then it has been updated, so I am going to keep that day's rant on here just in case it interests anybody.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>MAJOR SITE ANNOUNCMENT<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

It isn't that large, but I want to attract attention to a new component of my wonderful little website, a new column, by the always controversial "Yoko Did It." "What the hell?" you ask, well, go to their column, and you shall see, it is riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight here. I was told not to give him/her a column, but hell, nobody else is flooding me with new stuff (hint hint-jereme, zach, and andrew). In all seriousness, they are all busy, and I wanted something else to draw people to my site. You see, I have become aware of the fact that Tom's site, which is apparently either an eerie homage to mine in content descriptions and ideas, or a blatant rip off (I am still not sure which yet), has come under heavy fire from one, "Yoko Did It." I was initially appalled that Tom's offering was worthy of hate mail, and mine was not. I was informed that mine "does not suck," and nearly immediately asked if I would do what I always promise and offer a forum. Well, I discussed it with Tom, and went against his wishes and did it anyways, sorry Tom. Hell, Todd Merchant actually encouraged "Yoko Did It" to write more, and I believe suggested a column on Tom's site if I'm not mistaken, so why not mine? If anybody has any legitimate complaints about this, send me an email, at [email protected]. Oh, and if you are Yoko Ono, and want to respond to Yoko Did It's claims that you did it, get ahold of me, I'll see if i can put you 2 in touch

I received an email today, the primary point of said email was a 2 parter, I kid you not, the 2 things were just telling me to stop bitching about not getting any email, and asking me if I am a virgin. Don't even think about asking, by the way, if I'll stop bitching about getting more emails, I'm not going to answer that question. The other part? Well, who cares really, no matter what I say, there are people who are appalled with either answer, so I'll just leave it up in the air.

That was admittedly filler, no offense meant to who sent me the email, I just seek things on which to talk at you guys. Anybody else enjoying the fact that school is nearly over? Hell, I have like 2 weeks left, and goddammit, I can't wait, cause the summer is going to be fun for me, and maybe even somebody else, we shall see. Despite it all, this summer should be interesting, genuinely.

If you have read the April 20th rant, go on, if not, skip to it, then come back here.

The negotiations with FUBU fell through, unfortunately, so if FTBT is going to come out, we will have to supply our own venture capital. Oddly, of all the places, interest has come from Puff Daddy in the project. His exact words were, "My last record tanked, so I need a way to get my ends from the white folk." Hell, he's dating Jennifer Lopez, so him wearing a FTBT shirt on her arm alone would get us the Latino market. I am thinking very seriously on the option, as I am a greedy fuck, also wanting to get my ends from the white folk. We shall see, but regardless, I am not going to milk this gimmick anymore, this will be the last mention of FTBT, I promise.

The Cubs are on TV right now, and they have sucked lately, but Kerry Wood will be back in a week or 2 max, then Ismael Valdes, and soon, very soon, they won't suck so bad. I always have the Rangers to root for, they are less likely to suck, but hell, who knows anymore, the Cubs could yet play well and the Ranger would yet suck.

I don't care though, the cubbies are my team, always will be. I am all about team loyalty.

-I'm out-

4.20.00 rant

Tonight is Thursday night, why the hell isn't it Friday night?! I obviously know that I cannot speed up and slow down time at my will, but goddammit, I reeeeeeeeeeeeeally want it to be Friday. If and when this is read by the few people who I sent the mail about a list to, it will be friday, so you'll think I'm nuts. I have really not a whole bunch to say about a whole bunch, but I figure I owe content to those on the list I mailed out. For all those who are aware of being alive, Fig's page is updated, go read that which is his madness. Zach's page was also just made new again. I started this rant at around 3 pm, and am resuming it at 2 am, lol. The entire time in between, give or take a couple hours, I was on the phone with an acquaintance or talking to her over IMs. Yes, that is a long ass time, and yes, it was enjoyable in fact. I am trying to convince somebody to gimme occasional content, meaning not a column, just a view here and there, in fact, I would like it to be public knowledge once again that anybody who wants to has a forum here if they want. Hell, I will offer not only a forum, I will, if I deem fit, put somebody else's rant in place of my own opinions. Not everybody would like the forced attention, but if you would like it, I am willing to give up the spotlight for a few days, not for good mind you, as this is my site, but for a few days.

Hmmmmmmm, I should be sleeping right now, cause I am gonna be busy all weekend, with very little if any time plotted out for sleep, hell, but I also have something due for my speech class, so fuck it, I can function without sleep.

I wanna send a shout out to Fig, cause he enlightened me to a genius page full of quotes: one of which flat out embodies everything I've been doin for the past 8 months or so, and why I wouldn't regret it, even if it hadn't paid off.

Anybody notice a change in the tone of my rants lately? BWAHAHAHAHAHA, I'm back baby, no 2 ways about it, and I am enjoying the hell out of it. You know, I always said it, I mean, I ALWAYS SAID IT, hell, I even included it in my profile on aol when I was dumb and used the evil ISP--- I will win, I always win. You know what, it actually came true for once, and not an implied victory this time, I flat out won. As I like to say, I've got noticeably crazy mad skills, and hell, this time they helped. Don't get me wrong, this was not some odd sort of contest thing, but don't know what else to call it, I am very very pleased, and I feel successful, very much so in fact as a result that which I speak on.

Freak on dis shit, I have decided to, after much deliberation with Fig himself, to create a clothing line. I know, what does he know about making clothes? Well, I took Fabrics in 7th grade, and I'm not gonna make em dumbass, what the hell else are sweatshops for if not completely worthless and uninspired lines of clothing for people who want to overpay for clothes made at pennies on the dollar? This is inspired largely by the massive confusion amongst mainstream (suburbs) white america. You see, the "gangstay-wannabe" look is very hot this year once again, and I see white kids all over wearing their FUBU gear. Yeah, I know, the richer a white kid is the dumber their fashion sense becomes in all but a few cases. There are exceptions, but very few. What's the problem you say, why can't these (usually -okay, almost always) asshole kids wear what they want? Well, as you well know, they are white, and FUBU was started by a group of four black entrepreneurs who wanted to sell clothing to their fellow demographic, and keep the money from going to corporate america, along with making good clothes. A novel and hugely successful line, FUBU is an acronym, for "For Us By Us." I'm sorry, but you little pale skinned idiots are not a member of any known Us, especially if you really are a suburbanite- the higher income the suburb- the less of member in the Us you are.

That's where the "T" comes in, you see, For Them By Them. We could be a subsidiary of the FUBU line, in fact, talks have begun with the current CEO of FUBU's parent company, and primary investor, Samsung (I'm actually not joking, it really is Samsung) regarding possible inclusion in the FUBU world of products. This new line would be sold in middle america, in towns where few if any minorities live, that way nobody who is included in the Us would be left out, and nobody who isn't in the Us would be allowed to think they are.

Think about it, not only how many people don't know what it means, let alone aren't in the Us they advertise on their chest? You're not just confused, you're stupid, if you represent something has a meaning that has nothing to do with you in any way.

I'm done now, I am going to do speech shit, then maybe go to sleep and dream about my girlfriend if I'm lucky.

It's 3:37 AM - fuck it's finally friday.

G'night all.

4.16.00 rant

Everybody go to www.fuse27.com/fest and www.fuse27.com/glass, this is the new and mostly complete smokefest page, and Bunker's new page, I sorta hand in putting them up, depending on how you look at it. I was offered webspace for this page there by jereme, so that you guys might not have to screw with ads ever again. Whaddya think?

**I wrote the above after the rest, but decided to put it on top to get it seen**

I don't have a whole bunch to say today, I really can't think of anything to say. Well, I can, but I'm not going to. I am happy. No, I mean really truly happy, hell, I would even call myself downright giddy, for lack of a better term. A while ago I posted here that I had the single best time of my life just spending time with somebody, well, that was true at the time. Now, however, there is a new best thing I've ever done, absolutely puts to shame the time I sat in the middle of the Business Quad with someone. Don't get me wrong, I have recently found out that the effects from sitting there have been huge, and that was an amazingly nice time, but I just beat it. Something tells me the after effects from what just happened will be about 10-fold more than the Business Quad thing. Though, as I think about it, if not for sitting in the Business Quad, I would never have been able to swing tonight, or this coming weekend for that matter. :) Hmmmmmmmm, interesting thought. By the way, get your minds out of the gutter regarding after effects, I should clarify this, before some people get their panties in a bunch, guys included (you know who you are), nothing happened, tonight, or on the Business Quad, it was just spending time with somebody I care about. Jeez, you guys can be fucking perverts sometimes. :) Anyways, I'm gonna go to sleep now, it is about 10 till 7, and I can't stop smiling, so either I am very tired, or just very happy; I'd wager a combination of the 2.

If anybody really wants knowledge, ask and ye shall receive.

Also, I give up on you guys, nobody ever emails me, I am going to send out a massive bcc mail to everybody on my list wanting to know who wants to know when the page is updated, to see if I have enough people to start a mailing list. No, you can't get out of that ahead of time. Sucks, don't it?

4.13.00 rant

Well, it's been a little while, but like I said, screw you for judging me. As far as the text above this thing goes, that everybody loves me, well, don't you? Seriously, if I weren't around, what would you do? In the case of some of you, who else could you be a complete asshole to, that wouldn't beat you shitless? Who would be that one guy that you went to highschool with that you talk to online every now and again? That may not be rare, but who else among all the people who fit that bill spend the entire time trying to supply your day with a little something random to laugh at? Who gives a fuck? That's my point, actually. I'm not saying there are people who read this page who are in love with me(or are there?), I don't even know or care what I am saying, I just felt like filling space. I hope that pleases you immensely, I really do, for the simple reason that I don't care whether you do or not. I only care if you try to actively get on my nerves. It is interesting, that some people love picking their spots, and hitting one of the few hot buttons I have. For those of you who forget, I will remind you, of what my exact response was at the time: "das not gonna fly." Ring a bell? I don't give a flying fuck what anybody says to me or about me until you fuck with that shit, and you know it. Think about that, and stop being a prick everytime it is convenient. Really, say anything else, and I don't care, you know as well as I do how few hot buttons I have, because you continue to tap the same one every so often. All done now, just because I was too lazy to write a personal and biting email, was the only reason this is here at all. All I ask is SOME consideration, instead of convenient use of what you know.

I am fucking bored, now that I have let off that little bit of steam or whatever, oh well. Tom's got a button at the bottom of the page now, with the rest.

Zach updated, go to his page, he still has a button, and now has a logo on and for his page. I'm sorry but I have to say it, Zach's column is all about christianity and shit. Now, I am more tolerant than anybody you will ever meet, but he must not realize whose page this is? You can see in the URL, the satanwannabe reference, however meaningless is not exactly the forum for religious improvement. Including the C.S. Lewis quote, and mentioning tastefully about how he converted from atheism to Christianity is just classic, I must say, a subtle touch, and if not meant as that, then hell, your subconscious is making it one. I am sorta aware about this stuff, though I am not going to ever censor or deny the page being put up, but be aware of your content relative to the sensibilities of others. I admit, I bitched about the actions of those who are religious around and near me, and some who are not a rant or so ago, for stuff like the closing quote on zach's page. The thing that irks me is along the lines of something fig once said to me, that the reason everybody wants me, or any atheist to find religion is because they care about them, they worry about their absolute fate or judgment, for lack of a better term. This hasn't been about or to zach since like the first sentence, so don't worry zach, you just gave me an opening. You know, if you care about somebody, don't try to sneak your beliefs onto them. Hell, I will guarantee you something, I don't want anybody's help, in fact, you would be better served to get the fuck out of my life than you would be to help me find any god. Zach, sorry to bring you back into this, but I have to, as the content from which your quote comes is part of the thing that still irks me. Very few people who know my beliefs have ever seemed to respect me making a conscious choice enough to leave me alone, if you really fucking think I'm kidding, lemme call into example the following(sorry guys): the same christmas, I received a copy of the bible and a copy of Mere Christianity, by C.S. Lewis. The bible's content is obvious, the book is basically an autobiographical work about an atheist who finds god, gee, wonder what that was intended to do?

Dammit, I have got nothing left now, all my fire is gone, I can't bitch anymore, I am too busy being a nice guy for somebody who really needs it right now. You know, things may yet work out. Who knows, but hell, I can honestly say I am better for it, no matter what happens. Either I will be the single most bitter person ever to walk the face of the earth or almost unnaturally happy, and annoying because of it either way. So everybody who sees this page and would ever see me over the summer, be warned, one way or the other it's going to be interesting.

Hello, FUCKING EMAIL ME!!!!!!!! Sorry, I want email, and I never get anything non-mailing list based. In fact, as a result of that, and jereme's suggestion, I am going to make a mailing list of people who want to be aware of when the page is updated. SEND ME AN EMAIL!!!!!!!!!!!! If you read this page, send me a mail, period, and if you don't want to be notified when it is updated say so. But, regardless send me an email, I wanna see who reads, this means YOU, yes you.

4.8.00 rant

Okay, let's see you keep a webpage up and going and constantly updated, while trying to spend all of your waking hours talking to somebody, see how well you do it. By the way, it is my conscious choice how I spend my time, and I wouldn't have it any other way. So in other words, nyah nyah. Well, Tom Acton has gone off the deep end and decided to add a column to this thing, though he chose to host and construct it on his own, I guess I just lucked out on this. He has chosen what may be the single worst title for any page in the history of mankind, "Puke on Pavement" Don't ask me, because I don't know. Anybody wanna convince him of any other title, I am game. I prefer anything with the phrase "Tough Actin" in it, here's a link to the official Tinactin website. I am not actually being mean, and I hope everybody realizes that, I am filling space, as I CANNOT FUCKING SLEEP!!!!!!! Anyways, I will have a button made for Tom's little slice of the pie made sometime today(saturday) and put down at the bottom by the links section, but I am too lazy to fuck with photoshop right now, I don't wanna mess with .gifs, layers, and text effects right now. There is a video by Our Lady Peace on MTV now, and I must give this group my now patented "Mad Props," because nobody knows who they are, but would recognize their music and their sound. Hop over to their site, there are Real Audio samples and other things. Yes, I know, Real Audio is disgusting, but it can be passable sometimes. Everybody needs to run out immediately and see High Fidelity, the "Cusack-y" goodness is boundless.

I am right now trying to convince fig to go tomorrow, he must go.

And now, a couple of moments of zen, more or less, to steal the daily show's gimmick.

Oh dear god, I can't stop laughing. I had found these cool pictures of nick cave on other people's sites, then proceeded to steal them. I also came across this picture of Andrew exploring an alternative lifestyle. Yes, that really is a middle aged man he's dancing with, not Bethany in costume. Look, laugh hysterically with me now. Just wait, I have more pictures coming, and more where this came from. It is 6 am and I am fucking annoyed that I can't sleep. Oh well, I will eventually sleep and never wake up, so I should enjoy my existence. I just want to sleep. I am thinking seriously about running into a wall as fast as I can head first so I can knock myself out, just to sleep. Go visit Fig's page, and then Zach's page, they like being linked in my rant, and it gives them a reason to update if they get hits. Anybody got any comments? What the hell happened to the stories you bastards promised me, there were at least 4 people who had them, or so they said. Granted, the format is a little different, and nobody ever really checks the page anymore, but still, dirty whores. If you do still check the page ever, email me, I want some damned non forwards in my email. Tell me anything, how your cat is, how your math homework was easy, I don't care, I want email, and I want proof that people actually see this with any regularity.

4.2.00 rant

I am at a loss in general for things to say that appeal to my "readers." Most of everything I am thinking and or feeling at this point is not suitable for this venue, as all it does is bring other people down, and there's no reason for that, I have done that enough already, too much in fact. I will instead do something interesting, I am going to leave this open ended. I will include a song lyric, for the fuck of it. Just one that means a little to me, okay, a lot to me. As I think, I will include 2 songs. Here you go.

The meaning is I guess obvious, if you want to say that. They happen to be beautiful songs, literally, you would have to hear it to understand fully, and if you want to hear either, send me an instant message, it be good shit. I'm gonna convalesce for a little bit now, bye bye all. I will probably add more later, especially if i get let down later, we'll see.