The internet consumes me.

Alright, I realise it's been a while since I've updated, but I figured I'd give people time to sift through the massive posts below before I overwhelmed them into oblivion. The posts not the people.

So a lot has happened since then I guess. Things like OP and I having long-winded discussions on the difference between irony and coincidence. Ultimately I've decided that irony involves a situation of opposites, and coincidence involves a situation of similarities. For example:

Irony
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A shipboard scene of reconciliation and hope for an estranged couple ends with the camera pulling back to reveal a life preserver stencilled "SS Titanic".

See how the situation results in the opposite of what you expected (instead of happy, it was sad)

Coincidence
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The Sun is 400 hundred times the diameter of the Moon and nearly 400 hundred times farther from the Earth. Thus the two bodies have almost exactly the same angular size when viewed from the earth; this gives rise to the characteristic appearance of solar eclipses, when the moon 'fits' exactly over the sun's disc.

Notice that the situation involves similarities?

You can thank Wikipedia for those examples. Wikipedia is the God of internet sites...you should check it out if you've never heard of it. Just ask it anything...seriously...type in your favorite hobby and I bet you'll be amazed at what it tells you...
What else is new...I believe Soda is winning in it's war against Pop. Godspeed soda...godspeed.
http://www.popvssoda.com/

Here's a link that Ron sent me, it's a video of an absolutely BRILLIANT idea. Two guys challenged each other to see who could make the worst mix-tape, the loser (person who made the less-worse-mix-tape...cause that makes sense) would have to carry around a boombox crankin' the tunes of the worst mix-tape made. GENIUS.

I found a picture of a bumper-sticker I saw while we were moving across the country. I thought it was quite an adorable sticker considering the situation it depicts.

Last week Brenna and I watched the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy movie. Although it wasn't nearly what the books were, the "so long and thanks for all the fish" song was freakin' awesome. Sometimes I dance to it in my underwear.

The standard American toilet flush is 1.2 gallons. Apparently any less than that and it's not enough power? The Australians have been using a far superior solution for a while now, their toilets have seperate buttons for pee and poo, which determine the amount of water that the toilet will use to flush with.

'insert racist Australian joke'

Ok, don't mind if I do.

Q: Why is an Australian lover like a wombat?
A: He eats roots, shoots, and leaves.

Australian foreplay - "Brace yerself Sheila."

Q: What do you call an Australian with a sheep under one arm and a goat under the other?
A: Bisexual.

Moving forward....

Dan S. sent me a great link of Spam. It's great because it's about Spam. It is also Spamformative.

Alright, so that's about it for the week.

Psych.

Actually I had one very eventful day, followed by mini-eventful days. They are bitesize and delicious. No you can not dip them in frostine, nor spread cheap cheese on them with a red stick.

The day that kicked it off was...Wednesday I believe. I was called in for a job interview at some place out of 80 places I applied to so far. So I drove there, with my shirt and tie, looking hot as a motha WATCH YO FACE!

They seemed impressed by my 1337 h@X0r sk1llzzzzzzz so they called me in for a second invterview, and to help them find mp3zzzzzzzzz. ME TOO!

(I bet OP is the only person that laughed at all at that last bit. Possibly Ron and Erik, but...doubtfull. For them I type the following: Kai's mom. Well...now I guess I owe Kai one...Chillitens.)

So the next morning when I went to leave for the 2nd interview I decided to take the metro instead, but first I had to move my car for street sweeping.

Wouldn't you know there was a note on my car, in form of index card, and it read as follows:
















Well Sue...I'll be sure to get back to you. As will lots of drunken random people who read my un-censored blog.

So yeah...I could just tell my day was gonna be weird...cause when things like that happen in the morning it tends to dictate your outlook on the world for the day.

Hence I noticed this sign on my walk to the metro. Eli, this one goes out to you, you asbestos regulating foo.


As I walked further I thought to myself, "My god is that plant eating somebody?" as I got closer the person took form and it was BRENNA!














Just kidding. That part never happened.

I did pass my favorite bar in Long Beach though!














The "House of Hayden" is a bar that pays tribute to the best place to party under Earth, Hell. I'll get pics of the inside sometime, it's kinda creepy...with a not-so-creepy pool table. My favorite part about it is definately the door with green lights...I love huge wooden doors, and I love green, so...ya know...



















It just seems like the address should be 666 though, which coincidentally (not ironically) is the amount of money left on my Walmart Gift Card my parents sent me ($6.66 is left after I used it).

So I eventually made my way to the train/subway station. Now, this ain't no NYC metro system people, probably because earthquakes tend to hurt things that operate underground. So this is what we have to work with out here


My home is near the bottom of that blue square. I was traveling to the upper left part (Hollywood).

Here's a map of the "blue line" so you can see how many streets it crosses....which isn't too many I guess


So I purchased my $3 day pass (yeah, it's a lot cheaper than NYC), in case I got lost...well not lost, it's hard to get "lost" on a subway system that linear, so I guess it was in case I missed a stop. Had I wanted a one way ticket it would have been $1.25. Either way, this is the glory hole that dispenses such tickets


So I made my purchase. Now, you know the metro system is pretty simple based on what I've told you. In case you STILL aren't convinced that the metro could possible be that simple...because you're some sort of asshole that doesn't believe what I'm saying...here's a picture of the platform I was waiting on


and NO, there aren't tons of people on the other side of me, you're just saw all the people- this is the other side of me


CHOO! CHOO! Here comes the train!!!


ALLLLLLL ABOARD! Next stop- Compton.

Just kidding...that's in 7 stops...and trust me, that place ain't no picnic. I'll get pics of the ride next time I'm on it...it's very depressing. There's a lot of ghetto housing, and I'm serious when I saw ghetto. There's a lot of houses that look like they're going to fall over, TONS of spraypaint "tags," and a whole lot of shit just laying around in people "lawns."

But to cheer me up before I get to that part of the ride, I get to see the "Mc Shuttle" on the 5th stop on the way. It's a McDonalds with an awesome looking playground, that has a space shuttle on the top of the tubes the kids play in. It says "Mc Shuttle U.S.A." and under that it says "Pilot Ronald"

It's pretty funny to see, but it did make me seriously contemplate how long it's going to be until McDonalds puts a sponsor logo on a spaceship...I bet we're not too far from seeing stuff like that. Hell, look at NASA right now....eeeeeee.

Anyways, I finally got off at Hollywood and Vine, which is probably the best subway station I've ever seen in my life. You step off the train and see














shitloads of film cans all over the walls and ceiling. Upstairs there are ENORMOUS projectors and cameras on display too.

So I walked one of the many "Hollywood Stars" sidewalks to my interview...fine I'll get pics of those next time too.

I went up for my interview, basically I sat down and they told me they wanted to hire me.

The hard part was that the night before, when they had called me to come in again, they asked me to consider if I was willing to sign a 10 month contract.

So here's the low-down on the whole thing I guess:
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It's a not-for-profit "production" company, that wants to hire me as an editor, for $15/hour, no benefits.
My job would be a lot of scanning still images, then importing them to Final Cut Pro and making videos out of them, along with credits, titles, etc. and a little graphical work (photoshop, and quark).
It seems like the job would be pretty tedious, and there really isn't any room for growth (financially or educationally-i'd be alone most of the time). The only big advantage is that it's near the metro system, so I could take the train to work every day.

I was thinking this might be a good job to start with, but I would keep looking for a different one in the mean time, one that would pay around the same, but have benefits and positions above mine that I could advance too (like jr. editor to sr. editor, etc.), along with a more high tech enviroment, and people that would criticize/teach me as I work.

I'm afraid that if I did take this job, it would hinder my search for the one I "ideally" want, as well as get in the way of job interviews, etc.
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So when they asked if I could sign the contract I said no. It just didn't feel right. the only reason i would have taken it was to have some money while i look for a better job, so being tied down for 10 months would have really defeated that...

But saying "no" wasn't enough. They actually pressured me trying to get me to sign it. They kept saying things like "But it's an easy job, it's easy for you to get to, you'd have your own office and you can wear whatever you want" and "Why did you get on the subway this morning if you weren't interested in this job." They also kept changing the terms, and how long the contract would be, and I kept saying no. It actually got to a point where they said "Eventually you're going to get a job where you have to sign a contract you know?" and I pretty much sat forward and yelled, "I'm not signing a contract! STOP it."

So they handed me my resume and made comments on how they really wanted to hire me, and it's going to be tough finding someone else with a resume as strong.

So as I was getting ready to leave when they asked if I'd be willing to work as freelance help then, until they do hire someone else. I figured, sure, I might as well make some money and put them on my resume.

So for the next 3 days I worked there, and it seems like I'll be going in and out of there for at least a month.

Hopefully I made the right choice, I know I'm going to regret it if I don't find anything in a long long time...

I can safely say that their equipment is a little shady, since they were a non-profit org., and it was effin' up the whole time I was there, not really something I'd want to deal with when Im trying to edit ;)

So here's hoping the next job interview is soon, and goes much better....and a lot less weird.

Ok, so when I finally left that interview, I walked down to the subway to go home, and this dude started following me. You know how sometimes you can just "feel" someone is following you. I felt it man.

So I walked further than I usually would. And he followed me. He was about 30-35, a foot shorter than me, as skinny as me, and wearing what would be considered preppy clothes in the 90's.

So I finally stopped, and he stopped RIGHT next to me, like, a foot away from me. But there weren't any people in the subway, so there was NO reason he needed to be that close.

Then he "clicked" at me. Like, made a noise with his mouth to get my attention. You know that clicky noise you make when you made a joke and nudge someone with your elbow twice in a row, quickly, THAT noise.

He did it a couple times. I refused to pay attention to him though, and just stared blankly at the wall in front of us.

So then he stomped his foot, bent down to pretend tie it, and stared at me (I didn't look, but I could see it from the corner of my eye). Since I still didn't pay attention he did it with his other foot too. I still refused to give him any attention.

So then he started pacing in front of me. Mind you, the subway is EMPTY, and there's tons of room, but he's pacing a foot away from me, RIGHT in front of me.

So now I'm about to start sweating, the adrenaline is in full motion, and my fists are balled up ready for some FACE LOVE. So now I'm just watching him pace, but now I'm staring him down, seriously ready to punch the fucker. We made a good solid 10 seconds of eye contact, when an asian couple walked down onto the platform near us, and then he walked away.

Weirdest day EVER!!!

So then I got on the train, and the young asian couple say behind me. I started to play a japanese drumming game on my PSP (that I can't really read at all, other than the basics) and the asian girl was watching me and laughing every now and then...obviously at the game.

Ok, that's it people. If you made it this far give yourself a pat on the back. I was actually going to make this a short post, and do all the pictures later, but I decided to give you the Special Golden Delux Limited Edition Directors Cut Box Set B-Roll Anniversary Un-Cut Un-Rated Explicit Lyrics update. So there's only two more things I got to say:

I miss you all. It's been a lonely first 3 weeks in Cali. The weather is great, the people here are super friendly, and there's tons to do. I don't know where all the "LA is fake" shit is comming from because I sure haven't seen it...so I guess what I'm getting at is...MOVE HERE! (or get in touch with OP who apparently wants to get everyone to reserve a plane section together ((making it very cheap to fly)) to come visit us...or Eli who I will be trying my damndest to get to come here for his Spring Break.)

The song below is fuckin' awesome. Download it and listen to it, and look up any of the events you don't know about, "children of Thalidomide" is a good one to start with. Man, I love the part where he screams "JFK! BLOWN AWAY! WHAT ELSE DO I GOT TO SAY!"
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Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray,
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television,
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom,
Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye"

Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new Queen,
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana good bye

CHORUS
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning since the world's been turning.
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it.

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev,
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, dacron,
Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team,
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev,
Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", trouble in the Suez

CHORUS

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac,
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball,
Starkweather, homicide, children of Thalidomide

Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia,
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go
U-2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy,
Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo

CHORUS

Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land",
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion

"Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania,
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex,
JFK blown away, what else do I have to say?

CHORUS

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again,
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock,
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline,
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan.

"Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide,
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz,
Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law,
Rock and Roller cola wars, I can't TAKE it anymore!

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning since the world's been turning.
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
It will still burn on, and on, and on, and on...

"We Didn't Start the Fire" -Billy Joel

(one of my history teachers had a poster of those lyrics on his wall in middle school)