Tuesday, December 02, 2003
Dog of Fate
Apparently my sixth sense is still in fine working order . Last night I saw the will of the universe take shape in the form of a large dog . I mean LARGE dog . It all started around 8pm . I was cruisin around town with Ross , Lexx , Jerkin Dave and Dane. Considering the weather was really shitty and wet I was being extra cautious on the roads . All through the night I had this sinking feeling that I would get in an accident despite my best efforts to avoid it . Anyway , we proceeded to Cooper&Armor Chris's place to smoke up and bang a gong . Chris had recently constructed a bong outta a big ol' moonshine bottle he aptly named "Cleetus". That brings his total bong count to about thirty four . Around 10pm we packed up and left . I managed to safely get everyone home save for Lexx . I was almost at his place , driving at about 40km/h when out of no where this huge brown and black wolf dog calmly walks out in front of the car and looks me right in the eyes . Surprised but maintaining my cool I gently brake till I come to a stop . The car behind me proceeds to slam into the back of me . After the collision occurs the dog of fate turns and disappears into the night . I get out to check for damage , luckily the license plate just got dinged up a bit . It was the other guys fault completely and he saw the dog too and was pretty understanding and mostly just shaken a bit . Here's where it gets creepy , the occupants of the other car were two other stoned guys , one of them was getting dropped off at home too !
Coincidence ? I think not !
Apparently my sixth sense is still in fine working order . Last night I saw the will of the universe take shape in the form of a large dog . I mean LARGE dog . It all started around 8pm . I was cruisin around town with Ross , Lexx , Jerkin Dave and Dane. Considering the weather was really shitty and wet I was being extra cautious on the roads . All through the night I had this sinking feeling that I would get in an accident despite my best efforts to avoid it . Anyway , we proceeded to Cooper&Armor Chris's place to smoke up and bang a gong . Chris had recently constructed a bong outta a big ol' moonshine bottle he aptly named "Cleetus". That brings his total bong count to about thirty four . Around 10pm we packed up and left . I managed to safely get everyone home save for Lexx . I was almost at his place , driving at about 40km/h when out of no where this huge brown and black wolf dog calmly walks out in front of the car and looks me right in the eyes . Surprised but maintaining my cool I gently brake till I come to a stop . The car behind me proceeds to slam into the back of me . After the collision occurs the dog of fate turns and disappears into the night . I get out to check for damage , luckily the license plate just got dinged up a bit . It was the other guys fault completely and he saw the dog too and was pretty understanding and mostly just shaken a bit . Here's where it gets creepy , the occupants of the other car were two other stoned guys , one of them was getting dropped off at home too !
Coincidence ? I think not !
Monday, December 01, 2003
Late Nite rescue
So there I am , coding my blog with fantastic new Action features . When I get a message from my ex-girlfriend Katie requesting a pick up down in Port Coquitlam . First I thought it was some kinda trick , like I'd drive there than they'd ambush me with rotten apples at which point I'd have to apply step 10 of my life guide.
However such was not the case . I had to wait a bit and I almost crashed a few times cause the windows were so frosted. I was looking out of this little circle of Ice I scrapped away to drive. Man , it was tricky ..but at 2:30 am the roads are empty. So I get there and the Canadian Tire parking lot is empty. I had arrived about 15 minutes early so I threw on this namby-pampy female singer/song writer CD in the car just outta curiosity . It was pretty bad except there was a Radiohead cover of 'high and dry' . Eventually Katie shows up . Some guy that was walking with her asked me about my Native dad , despite the fact I'm English and whiter than the walls of an insane asylum. Anyway Katie gets in , we exchange salutations as we hadn't seen each other in quite some time . She paid me 10$ for gas , even though it didn't really matter . It's a Nissan Sentra , it uses 10 bucks of gas over the period of a week. So I decided to stop at seven eleven to get some coffee , I bought Katie a pepsi with the gas money . Than later picked up a lighter from a gas station cause she had a couple smokes and I was hankering for some flavor country .
On the way home we chatted about our relationships , she had only known her knew boyfriend for about a week . Meanwhile I was sittin pretty at a good 3-4 months (with no troubles, fights or arguments I might add) . We reminisced about the old days hangin out at Blue Mountain Park hotknifing weed and drinking 40's. Ah good times those were , carefree , irresponsible and stupid .
Although , those old days can't compare to the divine existence that is currently my life . Eventually these too will be old days to reminisce about .
Signing off : Action Mike - The late nite Action Hero
So there I am , coding my blog with fantastic new Action features . When I get a message from my ex-girlfriend Katie requesting a pick up down in Port Coquitlam . First I thought it was some kinda trick , like I'd drive there than they'd ambush me with rotten apples at which point I'd have to apply step 10 of my life guide.
However such was not the case . I had to wait a bit and I almost crashed a few times cause the windows were so frosted. I was looking out of this little circle of Ice I scrapped away to drive. Man , it was tricky ..but at 2:30 am the roads are empty. So I get there and the Canadian Tire parking lot is empty. I had arrived about 15 minutes early so I threw on this namby-pampy female singer/song writer CD in the car just outta curiosity . It was pretty bad except there was a Radiohead cover of 'high and dry' . Eventually Katie shows up . Some guy that was walking with her asked me about my Native dad , despite the fact I'm English and whiter than the walls of an insane asylum. Anyway Katie gets in , we exchange salutations as we hadn't seen each other in quite some time . She paid me 10$ for gas , even though it didn't really matter . It's a Nissan Sentra , it uses 10 bucks of gas over the period of a week. So I decided to stop at seven eleven to get some coffee , I bought Katie a pepsi with the gas money . Than later picked up a lighter from a gas station cause she had a couple smokes and I was hankering for some flavor country .
On the way home we chatted about our relationships , she had only known her knew boyfriend for about a week . Meanwhile I was sittin pretty at a good 3-4 months (with no troubles, fights or arguments I might add) . We reminisced about the old days hangin out at Blue Mountain Park hotknifing weed and drinking 40's. Ah good times those were , carefree , irresponsible and stupid .
Although , those old days can't compare to the divine existence that is currently my life . Eventually these too will be old days to reminisce about .
Signing off : Action Mike - The late nite Action Hero
Hey now , I've been working hard beefing up my blog and dragging in new readers . Like my beautiful and exceptionally brilliant girlfriend Casey (Coolest name ever) . Some may suspect I'm just writing this blog to get all the ladies , but that couldn't be further from the truth . The main reason I write this blog is to increase my IQ , improve my skills as an author and get some mad tail . Oh and to get adoration from total strangers who share the fine hobby of blogging . Or should I say divine hobby ? Yeh that's it !
Recently my blog idle posted 10 things to do to make life grand , the following is my version .
1) Take time to enjoy music , close your eyes and let the sound take over . It really is an escape from reality.
2) Be generous , its always appreciated and rewarded at a later date
3) Dream , believe that you are more than you are . I'm a burn out in some Canadian suburb and I like to fashion myself as a Green Beret' from time to time .
4) Listen to government broadcasts , TV addresses and bulletins . You don't have to like your government , but you have to accept the fact they have the ability to control your destiny . Just ask any drafted Vietnam vet.
5) Learn to appreciate art , it's a reflection of the human race and in this time of capitalist domination we need to retain a culture.
6) Be open minded about everything . Music , education and intoxicants ....now I know "drugs are bad" n all . However sometimes the situations they get you into are worth the brain damage . Sure maybe it takes me a couple tries to pick small objects up . But can you say you've gotten revenge on your schoolmates for their patronizing ways by gathering your posse around and planning surgical strikes on the graduation ceremony . Than dispatching your team into the crowded dance floor to steal cameras , destroy dresses and tuxs , make the bathroom look like a bomb went off and finally escape into the cover of darkness without ever being caught ? I did , and ever since I feel as though justice was served . Hahahah looks like I got a little wordy there . Bottom line is , don't be a pussy ...drop that acid and have yourself some adventure. You only live once , if you wanna spend it eating at Wendy's and listening to good charlotte in your minivan than your a fool . Hurt your brain and take some chances you square !
7) Allow you self to go off on a big rant when writing out life learned rhetoric on your blog .
8) Learn the english language , improve your vocabulary and feel free to use big words like "Altercation" and "Asphyxiation" to name a few. It will make you sound pompous and full of BS. I have made this my trade.
9) Keep up on world affairs , cause seriously that shit is important . If you don't know what the American occupation of Iraq is all about than your doomed to die ignorant and dumb.
10) Learn to forgive and swallow your pride . Making a big angry scene only makes you look like a douchbag . I've had people hit me with cars ,steal 40$ off me , bash my lisp . I don't lose my cool , I just think about how great it would be to kick in their door at night when they're with their loved one and shove a phosphorus grenade down their throats and laugh maniacally . That may seem really evil and sociopathical , but give it a try one time ..You'll chill out in no time once you picture their blistered bloody face screaming for mercy . That'll teach em for dissin my crew .
BONUS LIFE LESSON !
Don't be fearful about courtship or relationship stuff in general . Go with the flow , be confidant and if they reject you refer to step 10
I'd like to give a shout out to my home-gal in Australia missy mogen, keepin it real with the surfer dudes in Perth Australia , check out her LJ (its in my links)
Recently my blog idle posted 10 things to do to make life grand , the following is my version .
1) Take time to enjoy music , close your eyes and let the sound take over . It really is an escape from reality.
2) Be generous , its always appreciated and rewarded at a later date
3) Dream , believe that you are more than you are . I'm a burn out in some Canadian suburb and I like to fashion myself as a Green Beret' from time to time .
4) Listen to government broadcasts , TV addresses and bulletins . You don't have to like your government , but you have to accept the fact they have the ability to control your destiny . Just ask any drafted Vietnam vet.
5) Learn to appreciate art , it's a reflection of the human race and in this time of capitalist domination we need to retain a culture.
6) Be open minded about everything . Music , education and intoxicants ....now I know "drugs are bad" n all . However sometimes the situations they get you into are worth the brain damage . Sure maybe it takes me a couple tries to pick small objects up . But can you say you've gotten revenge on your schoolmates for their patronizing ways by gathering your posse around and planning surgical strikes on the graduation ceremony . Than dispatching your team into the crowded dance floor to steal cameras , destroy dresses and tuxs , make the bathroom look like a bomb went off and finally escape into the cover of darkness without ever being caught ? I did , and ever since I feel as though justice was served . Hahahah looks like I got a little wordy there . Bottom line is , don't be a pussy ...drop that acid and have yourself some adventure. You only live once , if you wanna spend it eating at Wendy's and listening to good charlotte in your minivan than your a fool . Hurt your brain and take some chances you square !
7) Allow you self to go off on a big rant when writing out life learned rhetoric on your blog .
8) Learn the english language , improve your vocabulary and feel free to use big words like "Altercation" and "Asphyxiation" to name a few. It will make you sound pompous and full of BS. I have made this my trade.
9) Keep up on world affairs , cause seriously that shit is important . If you don't know what the American occupation of Iraq is all about than your doomed to die ignorant and dumb.
10) Learn to forgive and swallow your pride . Making a big angry scene only makes you look like a douchbag . I've had people hit me with cars ,steal 40$ off me , bash my lisp . I don't lose my cool , I just think about how great it would be to kick in their door at night when they're with their loved one and shove a phosphorus grenade down their throats and laugh maniacally . That may seem really evil and sociopathical , but give it a try one time ..You'll chill out in no time once you picture their blistered bloody face screaming for mercy . That'll teach em for dissin my crew .
BONUS LIFE LESSON !
Don't be fearful about courtship or relationship stuff in general . Go with the flow , be confidant and if they reject you refer to step 10
I'd like to give a shout out to my home-gal in Australia missy mogen, keepin it real with the surfer dudes in Perth Australia , check out her LJ (its in my links)
Sunday, November 30, 2003
Slow News Day
Steely Dan really knew their shit didn't they, Reelin' in the years is probably one of my favourite steely songs . Especially the part where they're all like "you can see your everlasting summer fading fast , so you grab a piece of something that you think is gonna last" . The relevance to myself being that ever since I graduated and began summer holidays I still continue to loaf around instead of getting a job or going back to school . The thing I think is gonna last is my girlfriend Casey . Hopefully that will last , despite losing my precious summery free time . God I really like the letter 'e' it so damn handy .
Anyway the primary reason for this post other than giving a little information about my easy going lifestyle and lovely female companion is to test the comments thingy at the bottom of my page . I got no help from my readers due to the fact I don't really have any . Than again , all good things take time do they not ?
Now that I've succefully managed to install a feedback option on my page I can focus on my next task . Write up a battletech scenario for some good ol' fashioned table top wargaming action . My true dork side will show , in all it's virginy darkness . They should have a warning label on packages for miniature gaming figures that say (Warning ! Vagina repelant : exercise caution when around girls )
Earlier today I went for a walk around Como Lake with Casey . Man that was wholesome , most of the time I was just thinking about how I'm creating some of my most pleasant memories right now and the fact that all this greatness can't be forever . That pisses me off sometimes , good things don't last . I feel really lucky right now. Later on we went to Tim Hortons and had to make a speedy get-a-way after I saw one of the employees out back having a smoke and looking at Casey . Normally I'm not so paranoid/protective , but his gaze at my gal' just didn't sit right with me . I don't want to give him any jerk-off foder .
This evening I'm planning on buying a six pack of beer with my buddy Jimmy and Josh . It's not gonna be anything to exciting or memorable . We just need to get a buzz on everyday anyway we can cause we can't deal with reality even though our lives aren't all that bad .
Steely Dan really knew their shit didn't they, Reelin' in the years is probably one of my favourite steely songs . Especially the part where they're all like "you can see your everlasting summer fading fast , so you grab a piece of something that you think is gonna last" . The relevance to myself being that ever since I graduated and began summer holidays I still continue to loaf around instead of getting a job or going back to school . The thing I think is gonna last is my girlfriend Casey . Hopefully that will last , despite losing my precious summery free time . God I really like the letter 'e' it so damn handy .
Anyway the primary reason for this post other than giving a little information about my easy going lifestyle and lovely female companion is to test the comments thingy at the bottom of my page . I got no help from my readers due to the fact I don't really have any . Than again , all good things take time do they not ?
Now that I've succefully managed to install a feedback option on my page I can focus on my next task . Write up a battletech scenario for some good ol' fashioned table top wargaming action . My true dork side will show , in all it's virginy darkness . They should have a warning label on packages for miniature gaming figures that say (Warning ! Vagina repelant : exercise caution when around girls )
Earlier today I went for a walk around Como Lake with Casey . Man that was wholesome , most of the time I was just thinking about how I'm creating some of my most pleasant memories right now and the fact that all this greatness can't be forever . That pisses me off sometimes , good things don't last . I feel really lucky right now. Later on we went to Tim Hortons and had to make a speedy get-a-way after I saw one of the employees out back having a smoke and looking at Casey . Normally I'm not so paranoid/protective , but his gaze at my gal' just didn't sit right with me . I don't want to give him any jerk-off foder .
This evening I'm planning on buying a six pack of beer with my buddy Jimmy and Josh . It's not gonna be anything to exciting or memorable . We just need to get a buzz on everyday anyway we can cause we can't deal with reality even though our lives aren't all that bad .
Saturday, November 29, 2003
19th Birthday
It seems whenever I have something interesting to write about it happened in the past . I can't seem to get focused on the future . Should I write about the future ? World affairs ? The war on drugs ? NIN songs ?
So it was my buddy Dane's 19th birthday yesterday and that meant one thing ...he's 19 . We wouldn't have actually found out where the party was at had we not bumped into Captain Alice . Fate was on our side last night and around 9:30 we showed up at the hot spot in town . Upon arrival (I really like using "Upon arrival" to start sentences , don't ask me why ) we were already pretty bombed considering we had hotboxed a mustang for about 2 hours prior to arrival. So we mingled and sat around for awhile till Dane himself finally emerges from the bathroom . They had been hotboxing for a couple hours or so and his brother Willy had gone into a state of comatose in the bathtub . The only words I heard out of him throughout the night was "Fuck you" . Ah Willy , will you ever learn ?
Things were goin fine until about 10:30 when these douchbags arrived , four white guys who thought they were straight outta Compton and some makeup covered whore . Don't get me wrong she was pretty hot , but without those multiple layers of make-up I imagine her complexion resembles that of Cameron Diaz . Anyway one of them noticed that Captain Alice was wearing a large shirt made of chainmail . We discussed how wonderful chainmail garments were for awhile until Dane decided a demonstration of it's durability was in order . He removed two butter knives from a hot element on the stove and sliced at Alice's armored torso . Than he proceeded to slice at the coat of one of the Compton douchbags which resulted in a healthy burn over the left breast pocket . Needless to say this infuriated G-coat and he started getting all uppity and being kinda angry in that coy manner that they have . Dane was pretty fucked up and really couldn't handle such a confrontation . This put a major buzzkill on the party as a standoff took place . Luckily Dane's wit pulled him outta the mess when he mentioned he had a bit of money set aside to pay for any damages that he might incur during his birthday celebrations .
After things settled down a second Compton douchbag began hitting on every girl there . He started with my friend Angie and kept making horribly inappropriate comments about the dog collar she used to wear and how he wanted to hook up a leash and pull her around and make her do sex acts so depraved a bit of my soul became cancerous . After failing on her he didn't waste a second to begin hittin on Dane's brother's girlfriend (she's about a 6 1/2) . He offered to pay for her snowboarding trip if he could go to . Once again he got shot down in no time . I probably could have done something to bail her out of that awkward situation but instead I just watched the ill-mannered attempts at courtship take place in silence . What happened after that is a bit of a blur so I'll move on .
Around 1:30 am a bunch of us got in Angie's Geo Tracker and decided to do a little bit of terrorizing the neighborhood . So the five of us crammed in there and began driving into peoples driveways yelling "Fuck you" (insert name after fuck you if we were familiar with the house occupants)and repeatedly honking the horn . I bet we annoyed so very many people . Goddamn we made a racket .
Once that became dull and gasoline was beginning to run low we headed over to that shining grease beacon in the night , McDonalds . My former workplace would soon be having a more interesting evening than they expected. We drove into the drive-thru lane in reverse . Being that Angie was stoned and drunk , this was a very difficult feat of maneuvering to pull off . It took us about 20 minutes to clear the lane that must not have even been 20 yards in length . The manager came to the first window and we asked for water , Ross being in the passenger seat took the beverage and began laughing historically . Than Dane put a striped tuke on shoved a flashlight in his mouth , inflated his cheeks and hit the torch switch . That resulted in his face becoming puffy and illuminated . The Mcployees were puzzled and amused , I than called out to purchase an apple pie . I did so and the wormy guy I got hired with took the cash . I think his name is dickface or something .
I devoured the apple pie and we went our separate ways after that . All in all it was a fantastic celebration ..I give it seven outta ten .
# posted by Action : 12:55 PM
It seems whenever I have something interesting to write about it happened in the past . I can't seem to get focused on the future . Should I write about the future ? World affairs ? The war on drugs ? NIN songs ?
So it was my buddy Dane's 19th birthday yesterday and that meant one thing ...he's 19 . We wouldn't have actually found out where the party was at had we not bumped into Captain Alice . Fate was on our side last night and around 9:30 we showed up at the hot spot in town . Upon arrival (I really like using "Upon arrival" to start sentences , don't ask me why ) we were already pretty bombed considering we had hotboxed a mustang for about 2 hours prior to arrival. So we mingled and sat around for awhile till Dane himself finally emerges from the bathroom . They had been hotboxing for a couple hours or so and his brother Willy had gone into a state of comatose in the bathtub . The only words I heard out of him throughout the night was "Fuck you" . Ah Willy , will you ever learn ?
Things were goin fine until about 10:30 when these douchbags arrived , four white guys who thought they were straight outta Compton and some makeup covered whore . Don't get me wrong she was pretty hot , but without those multiple layers of make-up I imagine her complexion resembles that of Cameron Diaz . Anyway one of them noticed that Captain Alice was wearing a large shirt made of chainmail . We discussed how wonderful chainmail garments were for awhile until Dane decided a demonstration of it's durability was in order . He removed two butter knives from a hot element on the stove and sliced at Alice's armored torso . Than he proceeded to slice at the coat of one of the Compton douchbags which resulted in a healthy burn over the left breast pocket . Needless to say this infuriated G-coat and he started getting all uppity and being kinda angry in that coy manner that they have . Dane was pretty fucked up and really couldn't handle such a confrontation . This put a major buzzkill on the party as a standoff took place . Luckily Dane's wit pulled him outta the mess when he mentioned he had a bit of money set aside to pay for any damages that he might incur during his birthday celebrations .
After things settled down a second Compton douchbag began hitting on every girl there . He started with my friend Angie and kept making horribly inappropriate comments about the dog collar she used to wear and how he wanted to hook up a leash and pull her around and make her do sex acts so depraved a bit of my soul became cancerous . After failing on her he didn't waste a second to begin hittin on Dane's brother's girlfriend (she's about a 6 1/2) . He offered to pay for her snowboarding trip if he could go to . Once again he got shot down in no time . I probably could have done something to bail her out of that awkward situation but instead I just watched the ill-mannered attempts at courtship take place in silence . What happened after that is a bit of a blur so I'll move on .
Around 1:30 am a bunch of us got in Angie's Geo Tracker and decided to do a little bit of terrorizing the neighborhood . So the five of us crammed in there and began driving into peoples driveways yelling "Fuck you" (insert name after fuck you if we were familiar with the house occupants)and repeatedly honking the horn . I bet we annoyed so very many people . Goddamn we made a racket .
Once that became dull and gasoline was beginning to run low we headed over to that shining grease beacon in the night , McDonalds . My former workplace would soon be having a more interesting evening than they expected. We drove into the drive-thru lane in reverse . Being that Angie was stoned and drunk , this was a very difficult feat of maneuvering to pull off . It took us about 20 minutes to clear the lane that must not have even been 20 yards in length . The manager came to the first window and we asked for water , Ross being in the passenger seat took the beverage and began laughing historically . Than Dane put a striped tuke on shoved a flashlight in his mouth , inflated his cheeks and hit the torch switch . That resulted in his face becoming puffy and illuminated . The Mcployees were puzzled and amused , I than called out to purchase an apple pie . I did so and the wormy guy I got hired with took the cash . I think his name is dickface or something .
I devoured the apple pie and we went our separate ways after that . All in all it was a fantastic celebration ..I give it seven outta ten .
# posted by Action : 12:55 PM
Friday, November 28, 2003
Got a few links up , blue team go !
Just like I figured
I would neglect to update my blog for several days despite the fact I just started it . I mean when you start a blog its always a good idea to get it started with fast frequent posting. Anyway moving on .
Last night I went over to some seedy apartment where my seedy friends were . Upon arrival I was shot with lasers . Well actually just one laser . My crew sat down and began drinking and smoking drum as per the norm . There was a Sega Genesis in play , with street fighter Alpha in the slot . I forgot how soothing Genesis music can be . The subtle blips and bloops make for a relaxing ambiance that can only be rivaled by running bath water . Speaking of baths , I had one today . Its kinda unusual for me . After that I sat down and played this PS2 game (Medal of Honor: Rising Sun) . Call me a dork , but I have the utmost respect for the MOH series . There are other WWII FPS games out there with more features , weapons , enemies and better graphics . However MOH is just so goddamn solid with it's gameplay that it never becomes tedious or boring . You can tell that the programmers really put their heart and soul into the creation of these games . Anyway , two hours after I started playing I beat the game . At the end you can select this video where an old WWII veteran talks about the efficiency of the Browning Automatic Rifle (BAR) . The weapon was designed during WWI so its kinda old looking but it's also really powerful . It uses .30-06 rounds and was given to 1 outta every 4 marines that fought in the Pacific Theatre . I thought that was pretty cool . But than again what do I know .
I know I had more to talk about , but my short term memory is fucking shot . So till next time
OH Wait , I remember now . How do I get my blog to have the comment links at the bottom of every post . Y'know so people can reply to my posts n junk . If you know how email me at
EugeneCastiglione@hotmail.com
I would neglect to update my blog for several days despite the fact I just started it . I mean when you start a blog its always a good idea to get it started with fast frequent posting. Anyway moving on .
Last night I went over to some seedy apartment where my seedy friends were . Upon arrival I was shot with lasers . Well actually just one laser . My crew sat down and began drinking and smoking drum as per the norm . There was a Sega Genesis in play , with street fighter Alpha in the slot . I forgot how soothing Genesis music can be . The subtle blips and bloops make for a relaxing ambiance that can only be rivaled by running bath water . Speaking of baths , I had one today . Its kinda unusual for me . After that I sat down and played this PS2 game (Medal of Honor: Rising Sun) . Call me a dork , but I have the utmost respect for the MOH series . There are other WWII FPS games out there with more features , weapons , enemies and better graphics . However MOH is just so goddamn solid with it's gameplay that it never becomes tedious or boring . You can tell that the programmers really put their heart and soul into the creation of these games . Anyway , two hours after I started playing I beat the game . At the end you can select this video where an old WWII veteran talks about the efficiency of the Browning Automatic Rifle (BAR) . The weapon was designed during WWI so its kinda old looking but it's also really powerful . It uses .30-06 rounds and was given to 1 outta every 4 marines that fought in the Pacific Theatre . I thought that was pretty cool . But than again what do I know .
I know I had more to talk about , but my short term memory is fucking shot . So till next time
OH Wait , I remember now . How do I get my blog to have the comment links at the bottom of every post . Y'know so people can reply to my posts n junk . If you know how email me at
EugeneCastiglione@hotmail.com
Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Well here I am
Monday night . My room smells like dank and I'm smoking a halfbut I found in the ashtray in the next room . Thus a blog is born . God I've just tapped into this bizzaro culture of journal based public voyeourism , fuck if I can spell that word. This half-butt cig is filthy and dirtying my hand .
For the last 6 months I've been idling at home getting bombed everyday . I'm starting to lose it , so I figure I should get my downward spiral into substance abuse and insanity recorded somewhere so the cops can solve the case better y'know. Like they'll come into my room and be like "Woah , this one smelled" and make some really snappy law&order style quip about their low-life victim. And I'm all watching the TV goin "Fuck you cops" . For the record it should be known that I watch a lot of law & order . I fuckin love that show . I'm watching Conan O'Brian right now, NBC is my lord and master . I need some more President's Choice cola .
My health (mental and physical) has been on a steady decline since I got outta school . I chain smoke and I battle addictions with some other stuff . Bottom line ..AHAAHAHHGGGGHHHA MY MIND IS CHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNNNNGING ZZORZ !!!!!!!11
Whenever I start doing something really sudden and physical , I feel sick and throw up . I'm not obese at all , just my body is dying . I hope I don't die . I hope none of my counsilours find out about this blog .
Good Night , for now I must leave ...to jerk off and fall asleep only to wake up and repeat the process .
Monday night . My room smells like dank and I'm smoking a halfbut I found in the ashtray in the next room . Thus a blog is born . God I've just tapped into this bizzaro culture of journal based public voyeourism , fuck if I can spell that word. This half-butt cig is filthy and dirtying my hand .
For the last 6 months I've been idling at home getting bombed everyday . I'm starting to lose it , so I figure I should get my downward spiral into substance abuse and insanity recorded somewhere so the cops can solve the case better y'know. Like they'll come into my room and be like "Woah , this one smelled" and make some really snappy law&order style quip about their low-life victim. And I'm all watching the TV goin "Fuck you cops" . For the record it should be known that I watch a lot of law & order . I fuckin love that show . I'm watching Conan O'Brian right now, NBC is my lord and master . I need some more President's Choice cola .
My health (mental and physical) has been on a steady decline since I got outta school . I chain smoke and I battle addictions with some other stuff . Bottom line ..AHAAHAHHGGGGHHHA MY MIND IS CHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNNNNGING ZZORZ !!!!!!!11
Whenever I start doing something really sudden and physical , I feel sick and throw up . I'm not obese at all , just my body is dying . I hope I don't die . I hope none of my counsilours find out about this blog .
Good Night , for now I must leave ...to jerk off and fall asleep only to wake up and repeat the process .
