I still had that horrible cold and cough on New Year's Eve 2007, but at least 2007 didn't have as stressful of an ending as 2006 did because I didn't have to deal with someone coming in here to treat for bugs only 2 days after the new year began.  Of course, I had to go through that horrible fucking bullshit during December 2007, twice.  Despite the horrible cold and cough, I didn't want it to stop me from going out on New Year's Eve.  Unfuckingfortunately, there wasn't much to choose from and Girth and Mirth didn't have a New Year's Eve Party like they used to and I don't know what is up with that shit?  There was always delicious food to eat.  Pat decided to go to the New Year's Eve Party at that new age church, the same place that I went on New Year's Eve 2006, but unfuckingfortunately, they didn't have the pot luck and all the delicious food that they had on New Year's Eve 2006.  I did stay over night and they had a pancake

    The 1st poetry slam of 2008 was on January 8 and I decided to do my fantasy about how Wal-Mart would be a cool place to shop and with my trip to Atlanta approaching, I certainly wanted something that would be nasty and talking about the diarrhea and other graphic shit was fun.  The judges didn't like it, especially some uptight butch middle age fucking cunt who was 1 of atheist uptight feminazi cunts who's hair was turning gray gave me a low score of 2.7 and my total score was 15.2.  Unfuckingfortunately, I wasn't able to move onto the 2nd round.  I was able to move onto the 2nd round during the poetry slam on January 22, but unfuckingfortunately, things were much worse because the judges were young women who were uptight total fucking cunts who all gave me horrible scores.  I did my thing about American Idol and Tiffany's Colostomy bag and my total score was 4.6 and things went over much worse in the 2nd round when I did my thing about artists dying at a young age and this 1 uptight fucking cunt gave me a 0 and my highest score was a 1.2 because all of the judges had to be uptight fucking cunt bitches who could not handle my sense of humor and telling it like it is.  My total score was 0.5, which is the lowest score that I got at any poetry slam ever, even lower than when I did my thing about the Catholic Priest.  What even further pisses me off is Tiffany's Colostomy bag was all shock and bad taste, which of course still good as far as I'm fucking concerned, but the thing about artists dying at a young age had a lot of tasteless shock value, but there was some redeeming strong social commentary in with that, which is why it infuriates me that those uptight fucking cunts gave me such a horrible score.  The 1st thing I did at balls in 2008 was on January 27 when I expanded my rant about the world ending because I didn't get to go to Austin, Texas for the poetry slam and it didn't go over that bad. I got a few laughs, but better yet, there was a woman who appears to be transgendered who really loved it and she likes Alex Jones!  She also hosts a local cable show that I don't know all that much about, yet and she is going to put some of my commentary on and she agrees with most of what I had to say.  She is interested in interviewing me and even having me be on her cable show, but the upcoming trip to Atlanta is my main focus for now.

    I have mentioned that with horrible 4-year cycles late in 2007 with this being that time when things hit rock bottom, but in January, things start to appear to look better and appear to be getting better, but unfuckingfortunately, it's a lot more like hitting the eye of a hurricane after going through all the shit that I went through since the beginning of September, but the backside hits by the middle of February and it is almost always worse than what I went through during the fall, which I fucking desperately hope won't be the case this year.  A lot of shit has already happened during January 2008.  Some fucking asshole hit my car on the street and hit and run of course putting a dent in the car and destroying the hubcap that cost $77 to replace.  Also my fucking tooth broke and I was in a lot of pain for a couple of days and there were sharp edges that were cutting up my mouth.  I did at least get a temporary filling that got me out of pain.  Unfuckingfortunately, the tooth is going to need a crown.  The good news is my health insurance started covering dental, but I don't think that it covers crowns.

    Another cool breakthrough that I had during January 2008 is I finally got a camcorder on January 23, so I can start making my own videos, which is very fucking cool.  I got a cheap 1 and the quality ain't the greatest, but at least I can make my own videos.  It has up to 8 megapixles and I have gotten some cool looking pictures, a lot better than with my other camera, but the night pictures still look like shit, although there is a setting in there for night pictures, but I don't know if this is true or not. With the Atlanta trip fast approaching, I didn't have the fucking time to figure it out, yet. I also got a cell phone, but it is prepaid and only so I can stay in touch with Joon. I may not even keep it once the minutes expire. 

    Preparing and getting organized for a trip like this is a nightmare and things had to fuck up and go wrong.  What else is new?  The 1st video recording I made was a video of the cat taking a shit on January 24, but a friend of mine made a test recording earlier.  I was disappointed in the quality, so I made a test video of being outside where I live.  I made a video of a train on January 27, but I probably won't be putting it on youtube out of fear of being arrested for mentioning that I would like to see some fucking cunt who treated me like shit recently, get run over by a train.  I also went by the scene of the 35W Bridge Collapse and made a video, but the fucking thing froze up on me.  I don't know if it had something to do with the weather being cold or what the fuck.  The video was 9 minutes long.  I made another shorter video and it came out fine.

    By January 28, I didn't have any more time to make any videos as I was going out of my fucking mind getting prepared for my Atlanta trip.  I spent the day running around doing errands and working on getting the cell phone activated, which ended up taking close to a fucking hour to do alone.  By January 29, it had gotten real cold with wind chills down to -30°, which made being outside very uncomfortable.  I had to edit my recordings, so I could put them on CDs to take with.  That shit took the whole fucking day until after 5PM when I had to go to the bank and failed to make it to pay that bill, which is the exact same shit that happened on October 17, 2007 before I left for the Chicago area.  I waited till the last minute to get a new pair of shoes, so I had to go to the Mall of America to get that.

   January 30 was supposed to be the day that I would leave, but had an overwhelming amount of shit left to do.  I had to work on cleaning my apartment, in case someone from the building would have to come in while I was gone.  I crapped out at around 3:15AM and woke up at around 6:45AM with so fucking much to do.  I had more fucking recordings to edit to put on CDs and look for my spoken words, so I would be able to have interesting things to read at open mikes in Atlanta.  It took until 1PM just to get that bullshit done.  I then had more errands to run, which included paying that bill and getting blood pressure pills.  I didn't get home until after 4PM from all that bullshit.  Then I had to take the garbage out, clean the bathroom, take a shower and run to the computer store to get a jump drive and I didn't get home from all that bullshit until close to 8PM.  I then burned CDs and looked at and checked DVDs that I was going to take with to make sure that they weren't fucked up.  I was supposed to leave on January 30, but I was up since 6:45AM and decided to crap out, so I would have enough energy to survive that long drive.  I woke up at around 2:15AM, so at least I had a little more than 3 hours of sleep.  I had more CDs to burn, spoken words things to print and a lot of shit to take out to the car.  It took until a few minutes before 6AM before I could leave.  At least I was able to do a 1/2 hour better than what I did when I went during October 2006!

   I didn't get to miss rush hour as it was beginning, but at least I missed the worst of it.  It was very cold when I Left with temperatures below 0 and it continued to be very cold during my journey through southern Minnesota and I got to see the sunrise at around 7:45AM and I got into Wisconsin shortly after 9AM on January 31 and I got into Illinois at around 11:45AM and it started getting cloudy once I got into southern Wisconsin and once I got about 40 miles into Illinois, it started snowing and it got real bad once I got within 40 miles of Champaign/Urbana, Illinois.  There was hardly any snow on the ground once I got into Illinois, except for a few patches here and there.  That snowstorm caused me so much fucking stress and I was planning on eating at a Ryan's which was an all-you-can eat buffet in Champaign/Urbana, Illinois, but I couldn't fucking find it and the snow was so bad, so I decided to keep heading east and I heard that there was 1 in Danville, Illinois, but I couldn't fucking find that either and it was still snowing pretty bad.  I got into Indiana at around 6PM Eastern Time and I managed to make it to a Golden Corral in Indianapolis at around 7:30PM and I was able to eat like a pig and really enjoyed it!  Also, I either got that fucking pinkeye bullshit or some other type of shit that fucked my eye up once I got into southern Wisconsin and that was with pre-treating my fucking eye for that shit!  I put more anti-biotic drops in my eyes and felt a little bit better and my eye felt better, but was still bothering me once I got caught up in that bad snowstorm, but that may have been because the fucking stress really got my andrenilen going.  A major reason that my eye fucks up over and over again with each trip that I go on and it has actually happened mostly at the beginning of trips, but sometimes it has happened at the end of a trip as well, but my eye keeps fucking up because I am so fucking stressed out and overwhelmed with so much to do to prepare for the trip that I don't eat and sleep right before my trip.  I only had 3 hours of sleep when I left during the early morning on January 31 and I had eaten very little for 2 days as well.  I noticed that after I ate at Golden Corral, I was still fucking tired, but I felt much better.  I got caught up in more bad weather as I headed through southern Indiana.  I got caught in sleet and freezing rain.  Thankfully, it wasn't bad enough to cause the roads to be too slick.  I got into Cincinatti shortly before midnight and stopped for the night in northern Kentucky at around 11:45PM on February 1.  The temperature warmed up to the low 30s once I got into Kentucky with some snow on the ground, but the sidewalks were slippery from the freezing rain.

    I was so fucking tired and crapped out at around 1:15AM on February 1 and woke up at around 7:30AM, which was too fucking early, but I had my laptop with me and I was able to tap into the inter-net, but it kept crapping out.  I didn't continue until after 11AM with heading towards Atlanta and it was 39, but as I headed into Tennessee, it was actually getting colder because a cold front was coming through.  Before I got into Tennssee I stopped at a university near Lexington, Kentucky to see if I could use the inter-net and unfuckingfortunately, they had it blocked to anyone who wasn't a student, so I had to go to the desk and they gave me a sign in and a password to use.  It was the 1st time that I had inter-net experience in Kentucky.  I also felt a lot better after having some sleep, so I was able to enjoy the experience a lot more on February 1 than I did on January 31. I made it into Tennesse at around 4:30PM and got into Knoxville at around 5:30PM and Chuck told me that it was a liberal place as he was planning on moving there.  I didn't know my way around Knoxville and it took me until 6:30PM before I was able to find the University of Tennssee and I used the inter-net there for awhile, so I got to have inter-net experience in Tennessee for the 1st time ever!  I got to the Golden Corral in Knoxville at around 8:30PM and stayed there until a little after 10PM and I found a spot in which I could dump out the cat's litter box, including some turds and balls of piss and had to worry about getting caught, but I found a place to dump it which still had a low risk and I didn't get caught, thankfully.  Chuck told me that Knoxville was a "liberal" place with a low cost of living, but the impression that I got is it was only liberal near the university and you didn't have to go very far from there for it to be very redneck with people talking in that deep southern accent.  I left Knoxville after that and got into Atlanta at around 2:30AM.  I sat around and talked with Joon until a little after 4AM and I confirmed the shit that I was already aware of and Joon lost her free wifi inter-net and that fucking sucks!  There was another inter-net signal, but it was very weak and it would come on and then it would end up crapping out.

   I didn't do all that much during my entire 1st of 2 weekends in Atlanta.  All we did on Saturday is we went to the library and I was hoping to tap into the inter-net with the laptop and it said that there was a signal, but I wasn't able to use the inter-net and that fucking sucks and I was afraid that something had fucked up with the laptop, so I asked the library if they had wifi and they told me that they didn't, but I saw 1 person using a llaptop and it looked like they were using the inter-net.  I wanted inter-net so fucking bad and I thought that I saw prepaid inter-net cards and then they disapeared because I couldn't find any and I don't know what the fuck happened to it?  I checked Radio Shack and they had wifi itner-net that you could get, but you had to make a fucking comittment, but they gave the option of cancelling and it would cost $40 a month and I considered getting it and then cancelling it before having to make the 2 weeks arrived in which I would have to make a comittment.   We went to Lenny's in Atlanta to see some bands later on that night, but most of them weren't all that interesting.  When we got back to Joon's place we watched the video of Alex Jones opening up for Dough Stanhope, which is the best thing that I had ever seen him do!  We didn't do much on February 3, but listened to Cyberage and Joon thought that it was a lot of cool music that she had never heard of before, especially that strong anti breeding song, which talks about people breeding like fucking rats!  The only other thing that was done that weekend was we watched a couple of All in the Family episodes.

    I didn't do much on February 4, but went to stores to see if there were any prepaid wifi inter-net cards and no 1 fucking had any and that fucking sucks!  The places that did have inter-net had prices that were worse than what radio shack had.  I wanted the inter-net so fucking bad because the inter-net is a drug!  To make matters worse, there was a big puddle under the car later on that day causing me extrme anxiety panic attacks, but til this day, something may be fucking up or leaking, but it ain't leaking all the time and it may be the air conditioner because it was used because it had gotten too fucking hot in the car, but even if it was, there was a big fucking puddle, not a small fucking puddle.  I gave up fucking hope by February 5 to find affordable temporary inter-net and that fucking sucks, so I went to the community college in which I was able to tap into the inter-net with the laptop and being on the inter-net made me feel much better!  That's about the only thing that I did on February 6 was go back to that community college, but later on that evening we ate at a Ryan's that used to be Old Country Buffet, but in a way, they are Old Country Buffet again because Old Country Buffet bought out Ryan's, but I was disapointed in the selection and even the quality of the food, but the dinner rolls were real good!  After we got back to Joon's place we watched Pink Flamingoes and Elliot got to see that movie for the 1st time.  I decided to take MARTA to downtown Atlanta on February 7 and I still couldn't avoid my inter-net addiction as I used the library downtown, but checked out some other areas around the library briefly and the most fun part was taking pictures with my digital camera/camcorder and I was making a video of a MARTA train when some fucking cunt told me that I couldn't take any pictures and she was not a MARTA employee or a MARTA pig, but she felt that she had the right to stick her nose into my business, but I made a video of the train anyway!  We went to a rabbi's house that night hoping for a lot of free food, but all they had were snacks because it was nothing more than a meeting that was planning for a party in Atlanta in March 2008, which would be long after I got home from Atlanta, unfuckingfortunately.  February 8 was the 11th anniversary of when I got sick and threw up when I was visiting Shitville (Florida) and my parents treated me like shit.  That was the Friday during that week and all I did was go back to the library at that community college to use the inter-net.  Later on that night we went to Trader Joes, which they have 1 in St. Louis Park, Minnesota and then

     Things were more interesting as I entered my 2nd weekend in Atlanta.  We went to a really good Chinese Buffet in Decatur on February 9 although some people call it Dick Hater because a lot of lesbians live there!  Anyway, the food was really delicious and after leaving the buffet we went through Little 5 Points so I can take some pictures and then we went to the place that Joon lived near Grant Park that I had never been to before and then we went to look at the Cabbage Town section of Atlanta before heading back to Little 5 Points for a partly for pirates at a restaurant, which was kind of boring.  People who like to get into being pirates are nerds and it is a form of being weird and a non-conformist, but it still isn't as extreme as the things that I like to do!  Also, 1 of the guys who was there had a wife who was pregnant who was going to pop a brat out her twat and he was so excited.  God, something must be wrong with me!  Why in the Hell wouldn't I want to stick my dick up a woman's twat, knock her up, so I could be a slave for a miminum of the next 18 years of my life and listen to a crying screeming demon and watching Barney with him, while having financial difficulities that would be much worse than I have already.  I must be out of my fucking mind for not wanting to bring more human filth into this world of total stupidity and bullshit!  Joon is intelligent to realize that breeding sucks!  She believes that life should be spent having fun!  Not getting into all this "family oriented" bullshit!  The only thing that we did on February 10 was go to the library.  I made a video of the cat when we got back and went to the poetry slam which will be discussed later.

    I spent my last full day in Atlanta by riding MARTA downtown and I decided to go back to the library because of my inter-net addiction, but after that I decided to go to the Hyat Hotel and go to the observation deck and unfuckingfortunately it cost $5, but figured that it was worth it because I was able to at least take pictures with my new camera!  A friend of mine who I e-mailed back in Minnesota told me about an interesint place called Vinnings in which you can see downtowon Atlanta and Vinnings is a suburb about 15 miles north and west of Atlanta, with a big hill overlooking downtown Atlanta, but I went with Elliot and when I got there, it wasn't a tourist attraction, but it was a private office building and when we got there there was definately an overlook, but not for tourists and you can get a real good view of downtown Atlanta.  We took an elevator to the top floor, but there were all offices with locked doors.  They were remodeling a building on the 6th floor, so we went in there.  After that was done, we asked the security guard on how to get out and he turned out to be a fucking prick and he mentioned that I couldn't take any pictures, but I got quite a few good 1s overlooking downtown Atlanta before that.

    I got to speak at 3 open mikes and 1 poetry slam during my visit to Atlanta.  The 1st open mike that I spoke at was on February 3, which was also on Superbowl Sunday, which some people will refer to as the stupid bowl.  Elliot didn't go to the open mike because he felt that it was such an important event that he could not miss.  From what I heard, the turnout was smaller than usual because of the supid bowl, but there were still quite a few people at Java Monkey, which is where I did my spoken words about 911 being an inside job, in which I talked about blaming Laura Ingalls for 911 because she failed to write about Bohemian Grove in her novels!  I got quite a few laughs, but Joon told me that this uptight prissy cunt had a disgusted look on her face and even walked out, but then she came back when I was done and she acted real nice to Joon, so maybe her mind started to open up and maybe she started to realize that what I talked about made a lot of sense, I hope!  Considering that I got so many laughs, I decided to do my thing about Blaming Laura Ingalls for 911 at the open mike at the Star Bar in Atlanta and I got a lot of laughs there as well, but I felt stressed out because I wasn't sure how much time I would have, so I rushed through it, but Rodney actually bitched about me reading it too fast, but I did that because I felt rushed and wasn't sure about how much time I would have.  The bad thing about rushing through it is a lot of people weren't able to understand what I was saying.  There was another open mike in Little 5 Points on February 5 that didn't start until 10PM and Joon didn't go because she was too tired, which is why having to work at a full time job can really drag down and destroy your energy and things have a tendency to be worse by Tuesday than they are on a Monday.  When I was in Atlanta in 2006, Halloween fell on a Tuesday and Joon was too tired to out that night as well.  Considering that I had never done anything there before, I didn't know how the people could handle my extreme things, so I decided to do something that was somewhat tame, which was my thing about being Laura Ingalls in my previous lifetime.  It turned out to be mostly a music open mike and most of the music sucked, but at least there were a couple of people who were really cool and I enjoyed hearing my material and 1 of them had a myspace page and I wanted to "friend" him, but it turns out that he's a born again Christian, so I don't know if he would be able to handle the other things that I do.  After that, I didn't do anything until the poetry slam at the Java Monkey and did my rant about the bees dying because I failed to go to Austin, Texas for the National Poetry Slam and just like back home in Murderapolis, the judges had to be fucking assholes and gave me a horrilbe score and I wasn't able to move onto the 2nd round.  I only got a 11.4 out of a total score of 30 and came in last fucking place.  At least a couple of people were cool and told me that they really liked it.  Also, Troll came down from Kenesaw, Georgia, which is a long ways away from Atlanta getting into the redneck part of Georgia, which is just to the north and west of Marrieta.  He saw me at Kieran's and he really enjoyed hearing my mateiral because he's cool!  The final open mike while I was in Atlanta was at the Star Bar on February 11 and I did my rant about my Wal-Mart Shopping experience in which I would have to get a Fleet Enema and then I did my rant about Tiffany's Colostomy Bag and I think that it went over better than it did at the poetry slams!  After I left, a guy approached me and told me that he really enjoys hearing diarrhea jokes and he was expecting me to e-mail him.  He said that I was more interesting than all the other so called "comics" and most of them are too chickenshit or too fucking stupid to talk about politics along with other controversial issues.

    The disapointing thing is Joon decided that she didn't want to see anymore 911 conspiracy movies, but I think that they are educational and it gives a lot of information to back up what you need to say when some asshole will say, that's just a "conspiracy theory".  As I mentioned I did show Pink Flamingoes to Joon and Elliot was fortunate enough to get to see that movie for the 1st time on February 6!  It played OK for a while in the DVD player and then it started to fuck up, but we were able to get through the whole movie.  I showed Pink Floyd-The Wall to Joon on February 8 on the 11th anniversary of when I threw up in Shitville and it fucked up so bad in that DVD player, I had to put the DVD into the laptop to finish watching it.  Then we watched Jesus is Magic by Sarah Silverman and Joon really loved that because she was so crude and non-PC!  Anyway, when I got back to Joon's place we watched a movie called Monster Man and Joon really liked it.  I was able to show some All in the Family episodes on and off through out my trip and some youtube videos that I was able to download.

   It was very disapointing not having the inter-net while I was there and knowing that I was able to have it during my October/November 2006 visit really fucking sucks.  It makes me feel secure having the inter-net.  It was cool being with someone who was like-minded and someone who I have many things in common with because most people are the complete opposit of what I am interested in because most people are stupid boring fucking mediocre assholes.  I am glad that Joon enjoys watching movies about and things that are vile and filthy, instead of the types of things that most women like which is a bunch of prissy fucking bullshit.  Joon also likes to burp a lot!  We only got to eat at 2 buffets during my visit, but at least there was plenty of food for me to eat!  I am glad that Joon enjoyed seeing me at open mikes, but she did say that I am unique and interesting, while most people are boring and stupid!

    I was feeling depressed and down on February 12 as I would have to face leaving Atlanta and going back home.  I was planning on leaving that evening, but I was feeling like shit and my eye was bothering me with an early indicator that I would get that fucking pinkeye shit again on my long drive to the Chicago area, so I decided to stay until the monring on February 13, considering that Chuck wouldn't fucking let me stay with him anyway!  I left Joon's place at around 8:15AM on February 13 and I got into Tenessee at around 10:45AM, Nashville at around 11AM Central Time and got into Kentucky at around shortly after noon and got into Indiana at around 1:45PM.  The weather temperatures were in the 60s during most of the time when I was in Atlanta, which was way warmer than it was in Murderapolis and the coolest that it was was having a high in the upper 40s.  The temperatures were a lot warmer than they were when I was in Atlanta during January-February 2005 when they were in the 40s most of them time, not to mention the ice storm that I got caught up in 2005.  I actually saw a fucking fly in February and I know that it was a lot cooler than it is in Florida, which is good, but Atlanta is about as far south as I would want to live.  The temperature during my visit was similar to the way that it was when I went in October-November 2006 with it being in the 60s most of the time.  After I left Atlanta on February 13, it didn't take long for it to get a lot colder.  I got caught in snow once I got into the mountains in Tennessee and I even skidded on the snow, which was fucking scary.  I heard that the coldest day in Atlanta was on the day left and it was raining with temperatures in the 40s and I heard that it was the colder than any of the days while I was in Atlanta, but it did not snow there! There was at least some snow on the ground all the way from the mountains south of Nashville all the way back to Murderapolis.  There were only a few patches of freshly fallen snow once I got into Nashville, but as I headed further and further north, there were more and more patches of snow on the ground and I went back a different way than the way that I came down, but there was a lot of snow on the ground by they time that I got into northern Kentucky and southern Indiana and there were only patches of snow on the ground once I got to Terre Haute, Indiana.  There were only patches of snow on the ground until I got within 50 miles of Hammond, Indiana and once I got into Hammond, Indiana, there was a lot of snow on the ground and of course, there was a lot of snow on the ground in the Chicago area.  I got into Chicago, just before midnight, but I didn't get to the suburb that I stayed for the night until around 12:30AM.

    I was so fucking exhausted, I crapped out right away and woke up at around 8:30AM.  I spent the afternoon using my laptop from the library at a college and then went to take pictures of a train with that new digital camera/camcorder and tried to make a video of the train, but the fucking thing froze up on me, which fucking sucks.  The temperatures were probably in the low 30s and maybe the cold did something to cause the camera to fuck up.  I went to another library near by to warm the camera and the batteries up and I was able to make a video of a train, before heading on over to Tony's place for a brief amount of time, but had to leave to make it to a Ponderosa in Aurora, Illinois before they closed and they had a lot of delicious all-you-can eat food.  It didn't take long to get even much colder once I left the Chicago area.  Even before I left Illionois, the wind chill was getting more and more brutal and it was very cold in Wisconsin.  I got home a few minutes before minutes before 7AM on February 15 and of course, I missed the erotic poetry slam, but I didn't want to bring my trip to an end earlier for that bullshit, so judges can give me low scores because they are fucking assholes.  It was very cold when I got home with an temperature of -7° and it remained cold the entire day.  The weather was cold when I left for Atlanta and it was cold when I got home.  I also took a book out of the library that I took to Atlanta and I had it in a box that had a can of pop and because it was so cold, the can of pop exploded, even before I left for Atlanta damaging the book and I had that to fucking worry about, but the good news is I was able to dry the book out in Atlanta, but when I brought it back to the library, 1 of the librarians noticed that the book was water damaged, but the person who I gave the book to didn't notice, thankfully!

     I had the videos that I made along with a lot of megapixal pictures that I took during my trip to help me deal with the impace of coming home as I didn't feel as trapped knowing that I had high quality pictures to take.  High megapixel digital cameras have gotten a lot cheaper, but unfuckingfortunately, it will still cost a few hundred dollars to get a camera that has a lot of features because unfuckingfortunately, some of my pictures came out blurry and the quality of night pictures sucks.  I started putting my videos up on youtube.

   The 1st poetry slam that I went to after getting back from Atlanta was on February 26 and when I got there, they didn't have the poetry slam because there was another event going on and no 1 bothered to fucking tell me about it, so the 1st poetry slam after my Atlanta trip was on March 11 and I did my rant about the law of attraction and the judges were fucking assholes and gave me a score of 16.9, which wasn't high enough for me to be able to move onto the 2nd round, but Mark was there to make the video for me and I was able to put it on youtube.  I also made a vido of light rail and the strip club next to the train station downtown.  The next poetry slam after that was on March 25 when I did my rant against my experience with psychics, mainly because of that disempoering stupid cunt who I saw on May 21, 2007 who told me this shit that poets can't make a living at what they do.  The judges gave me a score 23.5, which isn't all that bad, but the other poets had higher scores and unfuckingfortunately, I wasn't able to move onto the 2nd round.  I went to the poetry slam at the Artists Quarter on April 7 and I did my rant about the Law of Attraction and the juges were fucking assholes and only gave me a score of 16.2 and I did my rant about seeing the Chicago Cubs and the baseball game that I went to during June 1976 and I hadn't done that 1 in quite awhile, but the judges were still fucking assholes and gave me a score of 15.5.  The 1 good thing that came out of it is a couple of women told me that I would make a good playwright and I have a lot of potential at getting involved with that and making a living at that!  I need to figure out what I can write that can be used in a play.  She said that I would be good at getting inside the heads of the characters and imitating what they are experiencing.  Becase the juges were fucking assholes, I didn't make it to the finals and won't be able to go to the National Poetry Slam in Madison, Wisconsin in August 2008.  Someone told me that I should go to Madison to watch the National Poetry Slam and I wouldn't have a place to stay, but he said that I should stay at Super 8 Motel for $50 a night.  Gee, that makes a lot of sense.  Spending money I don't have to hear poetry that sucks, while I won't be able to do my spoken words, but those people are really better than me.  NOT!  All the rest of the poetry slams in April were for people who got to get selected to the slam team and I wasn't going to pay a $5 cover charge and waste my time on that shit.  The summer slam season got underway in May and on May 27 they had the "Dead Poets" slam so I decided to cover the Fuck Yourself song by Frank Zappa and I got a score of 21.9, which may not seem that bad, but unfuckingfortunately, I came in last place and I wasn't able to move onto the 2nd round.  Mark was there and he recorded it for me to put on youtube, but he didn't like it because he didn't like Frank Zappa.  He actually likes it when I do my own material because I have a unique quality about myself.  I didn't go to my next poetry slam until July 8 because the themed 1s in June didn't seem all that interesting and I didn't want to pay a $5 cover charge.  They had the Anything Goes Slam that day, which only had 1 round and I did my Goldilocks and the 3 Bears Story and I was able to condense that down to 5 minutes, which is probably the most vulgar thing that I ever did, yet!  The scoring was weird and it was based on how entusiastically the audience acted and the host just made up numbers and gave me a 120, while people got a score of 7000, so I came in last place, but everyone got prizes and I got the Dyanetics book, which is about Scientology, which is a bunch of fucking bullshit.  I stayed away from most of the poetry slams after that because I didn't think that it was worth spending the $5 on most of that shit to only have judges give me horrible scores, but I decided to go to the Cup of Doom slam on August 12 when I would cover other people's poetry, but better yet, they would get to cover mine!  Heather covered me talking about Satan Causing Shit to stink and it's fucking hilarious hearing people covering my material!  Michael got to cover my rant about babies having babies and he read it in a British Accent and that was fucking hirlarious as well!  Heather got a score of 6.66 for covering my Satan Causing shit to Stink and Michael got a score of emo, which I have come to fucking hate by the way, but it was 1 of those slams with made up shit anyway.  There was an erotic poetry slam at the Artist Quarter on August 3 and they would go by a lottery and considering that there was such a huge turnout, people would not have been able to perform, but they decided to do it the same way at Keiran's in which everyone could go on during the 1st round, but people would get eliminated and not be able to go onto the 2nd round and I decided to do something that I did at the erotic poetry slam on Valentine's Day 2004, which was about eaa aka auto-erotic asphyxia and the judges were fucking assholes and gave me a score of 16.5 and I wasn't able to move onto the 2nd Round.  There was no poetry slam at Artist Quarter in September because of the fucking Republican Convention, but there was 1 on October 6 and I decided to do my rant about the RNC and the score was somewhat better at 21.4, but still came in last fucking place and they started a new policy in which there would be 10 poets in the 1st round and they would eliminate 2 who would not be able to move onto the 2nd round and I was 1 of them, so I just decided to get the fuck out of there, but it did go over better than when I did that same rant at Kieran's on September 9 when I got a score of 19.5 and I was able to move onto the 2nd round, only because there was a low turnout and I decided to do Return of the Living Dead Fetuses and this 1 judge looked like he was cool because he had kind of a "new wave" type look, but he was the biggest fucking asshole and gave me the worst score of a 3 because he was a stuck up fucking asshole as I noticed that there are a lot of fucking assholes in sheep's clothing and my total score was 15.2, which meant that I could not move onto the 3rd round.  The next poetry slam at Keiran's after that was on October 14, which was about How a Normal Person takes a shit and the judges were extreme fucking assholes, giving me a total score of 5.6, which has got to be at least 1 of the lowest scores that I had ever gotten and people were offended and there was some heckling.  I was able to move onto the 2nd round, only because there was a low turnout of poets and I did my rant about Artists Dying at a Young age and the judges were even bigger fucking assholes and gave me an even lower score of 5.3.  This fat fuck who was a judge gave me the lowest score of 0.5

    My 1st performance at balls after getting back from Atlanta was on February 17, which was less than 48 hours after I got back and I did a spoken word excluseivly about Alex Jones for the very 1st time and unfuckingfortunately, it didn't go over very well because people are fucking assholes and a person who liked Alex Jones wasn't there, which fucking sucks.  Then after I was done, they played some Reggai song and I don't know the name of it, but it was saying shit in the lyrics which was "he's crazy" and Leslie went on to say "the opinons expressed are not nesasarily those of balls management" which I didn't care for, but it may have been because she didn't agree with what I said about gun control and imigration, but it could have been for other reasons as well.  The next thing that I did at balls was on March 16 and I did a repeat on my rant against therapists and Leslie went onto to say that when I said that she didn't agree with me when I didn't think that there was a single cool person to be helped by therepists, but she was thinking that she was cool, but then went onto mention that I didn't think that she was cool.  She said that there are a lot of good therapists out there.  That's interesting!  Why is it that every therapist that I saw turned out to be a fucking asshole?  The good news is someone really enjoyed my thing and he was there on the same day when I did my thing about my ideal day, which turns out to be the thing that disgusted Leslie the most and some uptight probably extremely prissy cunt was so appalled they couldn't handle performing before I did my thing and that lead to Leslie having that "talk" with me on Septermber 16, 2006.  The next thing that I did at balls was on April 6, which was another repeat and I did my thing about my 10-year anniversary of being in Minnesota.  I got quite a few laughs and a couple of people told me that they liked it, which was pretty cool.  The next thing that I did at balls was on April 27, which was my inter-net is a dru rant and I came up with the idea after getting so upset about not having the inter-net during my recent visit to Atlanta.  Someone made a disgusted sound when I mentioned that people live in those shit infested slums of India because they choose to live like that!  All things considering, things went over pretty good considering that there was a low turnout and 1 person laughed continuously as I was doing my thing and he told me that he really liked it.  I expanded my Law of Attraction rant and did that at balls on May 25 and Oprah walked out as soon as I mentioned that Oprah was a fucking cunt, but she came back before the end.  There was 1 person who was cool enough to tell me that they liked it and I was planning on doing part II of my 1979-1980 retro flashback the next time, but that changed as soon as I got in the car and listened to the Root-of-all-Evil on KFAI because they were talking about Earl Root who hosted the show and mentioned "Earl liked", "Earl Did", "Earl Enjoyed" and I knew that he was suck from Hodgkins Lymphoma and it was confirmed that Earl Root had died before I got home that night and I was going to talk about Earl Root at the open mike on June 29, but then I hear the horrilble fucking news that George Carlin died suddenly on June 22 and I found out about it on June 23 and that fucking sucks!   I decided to combine it to do a tribute to Earl Root and George Carlin and GG Allin as well.  A couple of people told me that it was really funny, even though it sucks that we lost George Carlin!  I played a clip from Geroge Carlin called Owners of America, which Alex Jones even played and they even played that on the Power Hour, even though Joyce has an attitude about people being vulgar and she didn't think that it was nesary and George Carlin could have been funny without being so vulgar.  Leslie Ball even liked George Carlin and I don't know exacty whey she gets so worked up with some forms of vulgarity, while she's OK with other forms of vulgarity?  Leslie said "rest in piece George Carlin."  I want him to fucking come back from the dead!  I finally did my 1979-1980 retro flashback part II and did part I on September 23, 2007, but I did part II on July 27 and I mentioned that a social worker that I saw was a fucking cunt and Leslie did not walk out.  I even mentioned that the mothers of popular kids should have had their unborn fetuses scraped out of their mother's twats.  I got quite a few laughs and some people told me that they liked it and they had shows in the Fringe Festival, but they left quickly after telling me that they liked it, so I didn't get much of a chance to talk to them.  There was someone who works with kids in special ed and she told me that I don't look like someone who was misfortunatel enough to be in special ed.  After that, all the cool people were gone and only the assholes who probably hated it were still around.  My next spoken words after that was on August 24 on the 16th anniversary of Hurricane Andrew and I will probably be talking about that during the same weekend in 2009, but I decided to do something called Spoken Word Trivia, which involved asking the audiance a few questions mostly on politics along with testing to see how well they know me based on the things that I have talked about in the past.  There was a low turnout, but it seemed to go over pretty good, all things considering it and Jennifer liked it who I met in January when I did my spoken words about Armageddan coming because I failed to get to go to Austin, Texas for the National Poetry Slam.  It went over differently than many of the other things that I have done because it was more thought provoking than funny.  Jennifer said that she would put it on her cable show, but she said that she won't put some of the things on because she said that some of the stuff that I talk about is too extreme.  I did get to be interviewed about what I would ask a delegate at the criminal Republican Convention that was just a little more than a week away and the good news is my interview did end up on youtube.  Evne though, it was in the thought provoking mode, it still offended some people because some people are fucking assholes because it was still differnt from the way other people do things and I know that some people were offended by why it's nice to have sex with 23 year olds joke!  The next spoken words at balls after that was on September 14, which was a repeat of what I originally did on June 25, 2004. which is about when I started beating off when I was 13 years old and there was a low turnout, which almost always means that I won't get a good reaction and unfuckingfourtunately, I didn't.  There was a somewhat better turnout on October 19 when I did my thing about Starting a New Religion and there was a bigger turnout and it went over better and I got quite a few laughs.  1 of the assholes who heckled me during the poetry slam

    Things didn't go all that well with the gay writer's group during the 1st half of 2008 as month after month, no 1 would show up.  It took until July 16 before Danny would be able to go and he had to make some changes to allow women and bisexual men, but only 3 people showed up that day, including a woman who would be getting involved, but she left before I did my thing about Goldilock's and the 3 Bears and the reaction was close to what I had expected and I ain't sure if Danny liked it because it was so extreme, but he mentioned that I would keep all the shocking things isolated to 1 piece, but I included everything in this 1 from shit to diarrhea, to weird sex acts, which was the 1st time that he noticed that.  When I went on August 19, they canceled the fucking thing, but even Danny wasn't notified.  Apparently everyone else knew except me and Danny, but I decided to read my thing about the inter-net being a drug, even though he was the only 1 who was there.  There was a much better turnout on September 17, finally and I read my rant about the Law of Attraction and I got a lot of laughs, even after mentioning that Oprah is a fucking cunt, which Leslie Ball walked out on now they have women at the gay writer's group, but they seemed to be cool enough to enjoy hearing the thing that I read.  The next gay writer's group after that was on October 15 and it was back to the same old bullshit because no 1 showed up, but the excuse was there was a gay poetry reading at the Quatrafoil

   I have talked about 4-year cycles before and this 1 was really turning out to be a bad 1 because so much fucking bullshit has happened to me since October 2007 and March is usually when things hit rock bottom.  Things have a tendency to pick up, temporarilly during a bad 4-year cycle and things then have a tendency to really turn to shit during February and I wasn't very happy about my trip to Atlanta ending, but I think that being able to take those pictures and having that new camcorder really helped cause me to cope with the trip ending because I was at leas able to look at the memories of my visit, but things didn't seem to be all that bad during February, but it was fucking stressful dealing with renewing my health insurance through the state.  It was in March when things started to turn to shit, especially on March 14 when I got another note under the fucking door that they would have to come in here on March 18 to treat for bedbugs as I would have to go through all that fucking bullshit again.  March 17 was St. Patrick's Day and people could ride busses for free, so I wasn't going to let that shit fuck up my plans.  I had to work early that day, but then I decided to go to the Science Museum for the Omnifest and after that I went to a place to all-you-can-eat spaghettin

 In the meantime, with 2008 less than a month over and still evolving, lets go to Pat's 2007 Vision of the World Page to continue reading thought provoking and interesting stuff.