Tuesday, December 16, 2008

$300 / 1br - Beach Front Residence for Rent (Punta Gorda)

Beach Front Residence for Rent for $300 USD per month! Includes a fully furnished trailer with bedroom, kitchen and sala, 2 bathrooms, water and power included in the price. Location is Punta Gorda, close to San José del Cabo, in Los Cabos, Mexico. One of its kind opportunity. Available immediately. Call during office hours


These were supposed to be the pictures I would post, me in the van next to a gorgeous beach. Running water. Power. Cooking beans on a stove. instead of this, a picture of me with a damn oxygen sensor of a crappy dodge van, even as Chrysler GOES OUT OF BUSINESS. what a joke! What a disaster!




I fucked it all up. Everything is fucked.

freezing and ranting



I just wanted to play guitar and be a bum. Working has fucked everything up!

P.S. That's Genesis "Supper's Ready" playing in the background. Maybe the only good thing left in this world is old Genesis.

Countdown: 16


Gave my notice today. These bitches don't even deserve two weeks. I'm not sure why I care about keeping in good standing with them. They suck shit. Send my ass to Inglewood. Jesus! Worked in a fucking ghetto. Building a bookshelf in a closet that was maybe 10 X 6. Next door I heard someone argue, "I gave you a five and five ones. I done gave you that shit!"
It was a bitch. And then I fuck up and put the damn backing on backwards, so the "faux cherry finish" was facing the wall instead
of the front. That cost me ten minutes pulling nails out of cardboard. What a shit job. What a complete waste. I'd rather do this job for free. The pay is an insult. I got my paycheck stub today and just threw it into the fire. I don't even want to know what they think this is worth to them. It won't remotely come close to what it is worth to me. But to send my ass to Inglewood was an insult. Especially when people say, "You're going to mexico? You better be careful."
Oh yeah? No shit. Careful? Oh, I must be a fucking asshole. I MUST LOOK LIKE A COMPLETE ASSHOLE! You think Inglewood, Crenshaw and Manchester, south central los Angeles is some fucking care-free carnival? huh? You think it's safe on Crenshaw and Manchester, for a white boy, in his fucing broken down mini-van? You think that's safe? I'd rather go to beirut! I'd rather run naked down the street in Mumbai. This is Los Angeles, the ghetto, it's one of the most dangerous places on earth. To open up a business you have to go to the projects and ask permission from the gangs...and pay protection. That sound safe to you?
So save your advice about being safe because unless you live in South central then you have absolutely no idea how dangerous it was for me to go build that bookshelf today. Not a clue. That $15 wouldn't even buy me a .38 special to defend myself.
But don't worry, I go back tomorrow and will probably be gunned down for my tool box and mini-van keys. Shit, you ever been in a post office that looked like it had been bombarded? Well, I went to one today and I was scared shitless.
Let me say that going to mexico, knowing that executions happen daily, is not safe. But I KNOW that going to Inglewood isn't safe either. Plain and simple. But going to mexico is at least taking control of my destiny. Going to Inglewood is just being a bitch for my company. they send me to the worst place on earth to build furniture because they don't give a fuck.
So I gave my notice. "I'm moving to the east coast. When do you want me to drop my tools off."
Plain and simple. no excuses. No bitching. Just get out while I can. So I've got about 16 days of work left. give or take. The bike assembly didn't work out at all. I saw my numbers and I was spending too much time. Below average. Bullshit. What do they care?
It's about 40 degrees here. I'm freezing every night. The big storm hit last night when it was too dark to see the rain pouring inside the van and onto my bed. The only way to know where it leaks is when it rains. So this morning was a nice adventure running around in huge cold puddles outside in my poncho trying to get a tarp that would cover the windows.
I saw that La Paz is about 70 degrees right now. So I really fucked up by delaying my departure so I could take this craptastic job. Now I'm stuck here and I might as well drag it out and try to make some money until I get robbed or killed by some thug from Compton. But sure, I'll be careful in Mexico. Cause I'm such an asshole that I don't know how to take care of myself. I'M A BIG FUCKIGN ASSHOLE THAT NEEDS YOUR ADVICE ON SAFETY! OBVIOUSLY! WHAT AN ASSHOLE I AM!
days without Mcdonalds: 10

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Rock N Roll Nigger

It's a patti smith song. she knows how to rock.

Rock N Roll Nigger


Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
Baby got big and baby get bigger.
Baby get something. Baby get more.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger.
Oh, look around you, all around you,
riding on a copper wave.
Do you like the world around you?
Are you ready to behave?

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, that's where I want to be.

(Lenny!)

Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
You know she got big. Well, she's gonna get bigger.
Baby got a hand; got a finger on the trigger.
Baby, baby, baby is a rock-and-roll nigger.

Outside of society, that's where I want to be.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.

(those who have suffered, understand suffering,
and thereby extend their hand
the storm that brings harm
also makes fertile
blessed is the grass
and herb and the true thorn and light)

I was lost in a valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost, and measure for measure,
love spewed from the heart of me.
I was lost, and the cost,
and the cost didn't matter to me.
I was lost, and the cost
was to be outside society.

Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.
Jesus Christ and Grandma, too.
Jackson Pollock was a nigger.
Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger,
nigger, nigger, nigger.

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, if you're looking,
that's where you'll find me.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society. (Repeat)


Days without Mcdonalds: 9

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

The price of failure should be failure

you produce a crappy car for twenty or thirty years then you should go out of business. You work at a factory that produces crappy cars then you should be out of a job. That's what capitalism is about. If you don't like that, if you want handouts or handups or handjobs or bailouts then YOU SHOULD MOVE TO CHINA. Work at the fucking factory producing these incredibly shitty bikes I'm assembling. NO ONE SEEMS TO MIND. Shit, they even opened a chain of stores to specifically sell Chinese crap. But if Dodge can't make a car or a mini van that doesn't fall apart after five years then they can close their gates. If the past twenty years of failure add up to a 30 billion dollar bailout then capitalism is dead. If a government regulates commerce then we no longer have capitalism. IF a government rewards failure then we don't have capitalism. Go look up the definition of capitalism.
Now, it's clear that capitalism doesn't work at all so maybe we shouldn't have capitalism. Lord knows we have to compete with slave labor in China and Malaysia and Vietnam so it's impossible to beat those prices. But the quality should have been better, and it wasn't. A 15 year old kid in Vietnam simply builds better shoes than a 30 year old trained seamstress in Colorado. What does that tell you? That America is a fraud...an absolute fraud.
Maybe the homeless guy who talked about the 4th Reich in the United States where even the Jews have joined forces with former Nazi warlords to obliterate and enslave the underclass is right. Maybe this isn't all some gigantic fuck up. Maybe it is part of the larger plan and this is actually a diabolical success...for the 4th Reich.
I don't know. But the news, the fucking airline stewardess-style news that is complete crap really makes me wonder what is going on. It's too clean to be a failure. These people are too smart to repeatedly talk about a cat whose face is being sewn back on...instead of several homeless people who were killed on the PCH. So is it an oversight, or a deliberate smokescreen?
The culture is poisoned. The government is broke. The people are illiterate slobs. Yes, mouth breathers, that means you. Our cultural peak was Elvis. Think about that.

P.S. As I typed this my computer crashed. Coincidence?
Days without McDonalds: 5
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