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Motherfucker, choose Christ!

The greatest thing about this guy's babble is that it is something that my Christian friends as well as my heathenistic friends can both laugh themselves silly at this fella's insane babble.

Once again, NSFW, BEE-YOTCH! He don't need no cowards infiltratin' his shit, so be warned.
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Allright, folks--check it out: my cellphone has, yet again, decided to screw me. Pretty seriously this time.

For the past two weeks, I've been getting very intermittent service. Last weekend, my phone decided to stop dialing out. And then it stopped accepting calls. And then it completely lost all service. After trying out everything we could do to it at the CellOne store to diagnose its problems, it was time to just give up and send it back to the manufacturer, as it's still under warranty.

I now have a loaner phone--an ancient (and I do mean ancient) Nokia model--so I'll be able to receive calls again as of today, Friday, 19 January 2007. I just listened to the 25 voicemails that have accumulated (completely unknown to me) for the last three weeks, and I apologize to everyone who has called me and did not receive any kind of reply: I just didn't even know you'd called until today. Also, I received at least 60 txt messages--again, sorry I didn't reply, I just got them all in one big rush this morning. Oy.

With my loaner phone I will be able to call out, receive calls, and get voicemails. BUT I WON'T BE ABLE TO ACCEPT ANY KIND OF TXT MESSAGES. Well, actually, I can receive them, but I can't reply to them, because I simply cannot figure out how to do so with this crappy antediluvian phone. So don't txt me; I won't be able to answer. But do call! As always, I'll get back to you as soon as time allows.

I'll probably have this loaner phone for six to eight weeks, too...which is how long it'll probably take them to just send me a new friggin' phone. But at least this isn't costing me anything.
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I am soooooo fucking covering this song at the next Retar-D2 show.

God, how I love the names of the robots: Protagatron and Antagatron!
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OK, here we go, people...two remarkably ugly people talk about having sex with their horses. You heard me. Sex. With horses. Don't be listening to this at work, people, because none of your coworkers want to hear about blowin' horses.
oneirophrenia: (Mr. Rogers)
i'm not going to say I have the biggest wang on earth--far from it--but the ol' khram is definitely of modest size....If nothing else, it is big enough for BOTH TOM CRUISE AND KATIE HOLMES TO BLOW IT.

I swear to fucking god I'm going to go on a tri-country manatee-killing spree if I have to see one more fucking front page story or hear one more inane "celebwatch" telecast concerning their forthcoming wedding fiasco.

Seriously. A crazy scientologist and a bubbleheaded teenybopper are getting married. Woop-de-ding-dong-doo.

And furthermore...a bubbleheaded ex-teen-popstar and an overwhelmingly-untalented white trash wigger are getting divorced. Woop-de-ding-dong-doo squared.

America's ridiculous worship of empty idols is enough to whip me up into a commandment-smashing Mosaic fury sometimes.
oneirophrenia: (Christyballs depressed)
Cormac McCarthy fans: ALERT! According to CHUD.com, Cormac McCarthy's unimaginably-depressing opus The Road has just been bought up by Producer Nick Wechsler, and is to be directeed by John Hillcoat.

I have no idea who either of those guys are, but here's the deal: There are a few things this film MUS have or do in order to bring the bleaker-than-the-blackest-bleak world of The Road to life properly on the big screen.

1. The entire film must be grey. Grey, grey, grey--but NOT filmed in black-and-white. There are moments in the film when color is nececssary. But washed-out, fading color. This is a film about a dying, exhausted world covered in ash, from which all but the vaguest memories of color and life have been leached. Only the flames of campfires and burning forests should have any real color, as the final consuming flames are the only things truly "alive" in this world anymore.

2. SILENCE. This film must make great use of silence. Long stretches unbroken by dialogue, filled only with the haggard breathing of the actors and the crunch of boots in ash-drifts and filthy snow.

3. NO MUSIC. None. Music and all forms of art died with the burnt world. If some kind of sonic underpinning in necessary to give more gravity or tension to certain scenes, the background noise should only be horrific atonal clankings and bass-heavy drones, a la Coil's How to Destroy Angels or anything by Nurse With Wound.

4. No undue emphasis on the tiny embers of hope that burn throughout the novel in order to make the film more palatable to general audiences. McCarthy's novels are manifestly NOT hopeful works. They're not completely immersed in despair, but it's always clear that despair and meaninglessness has the upper hand. The Road makes this known more clearly than any of McCarthy's prior works...and any potential screenwriter and director must know that you CAN'T "brighten up" a story like this. It is meant to make you feel filthy, hopeless, and depressed.
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YeahYEAH! Big ups to my homey nigga [livejournal.com profile] inmostlight for sending me this doublePHAT video of The Gourds covering Snoop D-O-double-G's classic "Gin & Juice". Werd to to ya muthas.

Oh no!

Nov. 7th, 2006 11:56 pm
oneirophrenia: (Girl I Like Bear 2)
Not Britney and Kevin Federline!

If their marriage has fallen apart, how can I possibly have hope in any other marriage?!

Hey, Britney--was K-Fed's mad pimpin' solo album too much for you? Did his sudden, vast upsurge in popularity make you--*gasp!*--jealous?

God, you two are the most pathetic people I've ever seen. Go back to the trailer park, both of you.
oneirophrenia: (Bigfoot)
What in the world is it? asks the article's title.

IT'S A FUCKING JUVENILE SHOGGOTH, YOU DUMMIES! RUN!!! Or...I mean, SWIM.

(Check out the picture in the article. You know I'm right.)
oneirophrenia: (Hahaha)
Someone knows how to have a good time in Colorado.

Pumpakins galore!
oneirophrenia: (New Year's Eve)
My favorite screensaver EVER is back. Sort of. But good enough!
oneirophrenia: (Creegan)
Holy CRAP am I beat today....I was up fairly late last night reading through the latest round of first drafts from my ENG 101 courses, even though I knew full-well I could just leave 'em for today and therefore have something to do between classes. Ohwell. Better that they're just done and out of the way! They were really well-done, too, for the most part; done well enough, at least, to keep me from falling asleep while reading them. Heh.

Today is kind of slow at the university. A lot of students were absent from my first class, and it seems as though a plague of biblical proportions is sweeping through campus. Even Martin, my colleague and new writing homeboy, is out with the Doom. Here's to hoping I don't end up with it anytime soon!

In cool news, though...it looks like I get to be interviewed for the school newspaper, The Yellowjacket today. They're doing profiles of new faculty members, apparently, and it's my turn in the hotseat. I'll try not to scare the girl interviewing me too much. :)
oneirophrenia: (Hahaha)
YOUR MOTHER!

Normally, I don't find SomethingAwful.com's Flash Tub Bites all that funny--but this latest one is just hysterical! It's actually managed to get me up and running for the workday, and that is impressive, since I haven't had one drop of caffeine yet....

Ohyeah, new article on Under the Influence of Giants over at The Spacing Guild Guide to Good Music! Get ye there and edumacate yourself on some appropriately bootylicious jams.
oneirophrenia: (Conjoined Fetal Skeleton)
My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
oneirophrenia goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Flava Flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaav!.
aidinslevel gives you 5 light green pineapple-flavoured gumdrops.
beeporama tricks you! You lose 4 pieces of candy!
deviant_1 tricks you! You get a piece of paper.
digitalwank gives you 19 light blue tropical-flavoured gummy bats.
eolh gives you 3 light orange chocolate-flavoured pieces of taffy.
greygirlbeast tricks you! You lose 3 pieces of candy!
jdecay gives you 16 brown vanilla-flavoured gummy worms.
lyssabard tricks you! You get a wet rag.
popejeremy gives you 15 milky white evil-flavoured nuggets.
siliconedreamer tricks you! You lose 15 pieces of candy!
oneirophrenia ends up with 36 pieces of candy, a piece of paper, and a wet rag.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.
oneirophrenia: (Hahaha)
I want to start a new band called H. E. Doublehockeysticks. I'm thinking it should be some kind of slightly punkified New Wave outfit, and we should all dress like stockbrokers but with patently fake devil horns on our heads. The first album could be called, "Don't Sell Yuor Soul--INVEST IT".

Crucial, yo.
oneirophrenia: (New Year's Eve)
Glory be for free garlic bread at departmental meetings!

Being a college teacher definitely has its perks.
oneirophrenia: (Berzerk2)
Kid plays Atari 2600 game by thought alone!

Witness the Awesome:

The teenager had a grid atophis brain to record brain surface signals, a brain-machine interfacetechnique that uses electrocorticographic (ECoG) activity - data takeninvasively right from the brain surface. It is an alternative to afrequently used technique to study humans calledelectroencephalographic activity (EEG) - data taken non-invasively byelectrodes outside the brain on the scalp. Engineers programmed theAtari software to interface with the brain-machine interface system.


Seriously....I can't think of anything more bitchin' than playing Space Invaders via a Direct Neural Interface. Talk about the past and the future colliding!
oneirophrenia: (Fascist Pink)
Stand up and shout! Or, rather...just don't buy shit from iTunes or any of those other useless "music stores" that chain up your purchases in ridiculous anti-consumer bullshit.

Here are a few resources to help you out:

eMusic. Obviously the place to start. Not only are all the mp3s they sell high-quality and completely DRM-free, they also have the best selection of ANY online music store.

But, eMusic isn't the only place to search for DRM-free music. DRM Free Music Search is another great place to start.

And, finally, if you're still not sure whether this whole Digital Rights Management stuff is worth caring about, take a look here and have a look at how you wasted your money.
oneirophrenia: (Ear!)
GIANT BUGS OVER GERMANY!

Remember that old 1950s movie, The Beginning of the End, with the gigantic radioactive grasshoppers? Well...welcome to reality.
oneirophrenia: (r0b0t)
If you want to get the full 411 on Pegritz's hardcore music obsession, than this stupid LiveJournal O' Dumb Links & Rants isn't the place anymore. Subscribe to my music blog's RSS feed and get hot, buttered access to all the musical freshness your fragile little minds can possibly handle!

(I highly recommend using Bloglines as an RSS feed aggregator/reader, as it is the shizznat. I'll get around to making an LJ feed aggregator for the site, too...eventually.)

Anyway, The Spacing Guild Guide to Good Music is there for you to discover funkay new sounds, to roll naked in my lush and velvety prose stylings, and to foster your continuing love of giant pink robots and Third Stage Guild Navigators.

The jams must flow.

It is by will alone you set your booty in motion.

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