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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Wow. Those are my friends in that article. Maybe i should be thankful for something i learnt from the food service industry...then again...i won't be going back.
e found glass in the bottom of her Hornsby's Cider last night. Not just a little spike, oh no, a small sheet of the stuff somehow seperated from the bottom of the bottle. I've never seen or heard of such a thing before. We were not amused. We'll see what Wegman's says when i return it tonight. My dad said i should say 'sue'. Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Aw, i just saw two gangster looking guys holding hands as they walked down Belmont at Clark. If you aren't NY, Boston, Philly, or Chicago... What of ghost cities? Not ghost towns but cities. Huge borded up sky scrappers or city blocks where you can make out the foundation of buildings that have been torn down. I think Detroit is a ghost city, and slowly but surely I think there are a lot more coming into existance on the eastern side of the US. Go Grease blitzkrieg?... What's with the Nazi and the big red Swastica superimposed over him in the animated begining of the movie Grease? It's just there for half a second- shorter than any other of the animated clips, but i swear it's there. What-The-Fuck? Go grab your video copies and watch! Yeah, yeah the movie is fun while you're watching it but i didn't enjoy it in retrospect. As Edward Gorey said: Life without cats is unfathomable. I'm glad they do exist. Favorite cities to get drunk in: 1.Paris
I could always get myself a MG Midget instead of a Mini Cooper. Getting it into the US would be a different matter...
I must become more adept at inserting myself into the lives of those who i really admire and respect. Fox news Shutupshutupshutup Tuesday, July 13, 2004
Do you see this? Yet again The Fates conspire for me to miss one of my favouritest bands, even with all the tromping about the US i'm doing. *Sigh* *Sings to herself*
Emily got a hedgehog named Echo! That makes 4 Johnny hedgehogs, and in johnny land, that consitutes a 'group'. And now to get funding from Polity for our hedgehog related shenanigans! Absolutely Ghetto Fabulous? I'm not above admitting when i've made a mistake, and for myself, from the reports, the Ramada Inn in downtown Detroit would be just fine. But then there's my dear old Mum who does not have any cockles warmed in her heart by Goth night clubs, the filth of the city, abandoned buildings with supposed hauntings, and urban exploration. Oh dear. Uh....shit. Saturday, July 10, 2004 The study of not knowing exactly. e and I went to visit the Scientologists who have their huge building next to the SGI’s central location, or perhaps they rent to the SGI- anyway, the place looked like a completely unmanned business recruiting center, huge expensive displays with crisp glossy graphics, flat screen TV’s with CGI graphics and a person or two against blue screens and from them booming voice overs or excited ejaculations without reference, nice wood desks with tests and timers laid out, and a desk with what looked like a medical or sports measuring device with two metal tubes you were suppose to hold. This particular invention was suppose to somehow register responses from an ‘auditor’ and somehow help enable you to be talk about your problems and be listened to. It sounded simply like therapy with the word ‘spiritual’ thrown into it. So after we wandered through this far too uninhabited and facial land we found a receptionist at the other end who called to have someone talk to us. A young man with a bad complexion, chipped front right tooth, little eyes I barely saw connect with mine behind his glasses, and hair that wasn’t sitting right in a shorn business man cut came to attempt to answer our questions about Scientology- except his only response to almost all of our questions was ‘It works’. His only other response to our questions seeking factual information was encouraging us to simply experience their courses for ourselves and to read L. Ron Hubbard’s stuff, which, we would have had to have bought- no free literature or tracks here. We declined to take their personality test, which is really only for use in comparison to yourself “after programming” with them. Eeee…their linguistic usage set off little bells in my head. Another note: you don’t just go throwing around Masonic symbols in an organization/religion/spiritual place either. The conclusion e came to was they're hiding something. Monday, July 5, 2004 Bits from my five day road trip: I suppose the Mass Turnpike is boring to anyone who’s from here but I still find the abundance of green startling. It’s just the humid haze and oppressively low sky I can’t stand. The land got far more interesting around the Hudson/Appalachian area. I wonder how Pam’s doing on her hike around there as we passed under the trail on our way. Um…well, I won’t be licking the chairs any time soon. E just informed me that our furniture (almost entirely acquired from left over pieces of Oxychem’s office in Niagara) is ‘chemically coded’ by the owner. The contradiction makes my head hurt. So Lynne Cheney, Dick Cheney’s wife, back in 1981 wrote a book called ‘Sisters' about a lesbian couple of frontier’s women. At her request it will not be republished this year. Forget realizing we’re all one, I truly think the next evolutionary step humans should take in America is a highly developed vampirism. Those who need it and those who don’t would be equally equipped with a set of dentals that could ever so carefully suck essential nutrients and fat from those who have too god damn much of it on their own person’s. Hunger instead of greed, pacification, and lower level hoarding/preservation instincts would be the activator of this particular act. I mean, capitalism’s already been doing this sort of thing for years in this country.
I eight of soup.
I really like button up flies on jeans now.
Why do manic depressives always think, at the time, it’s a good thing to go off their meds? Also along this line, what do they lose in being ‘cured’? And do they miss it much? The Pizza Police. They have dandelions on their pizzas here in Buffalo, and potatoes with sour cream or 1000 island dressing and prawns. In Italy they just passed a law of what a restaurant can call ‘Pizza’. It must be no bigger than 14 inch diameter, be round, and have only what a margarita pizza has on it, otherwise, you better call it a cake or a pie, but not a pizza. More than you’d want to Shake…speare at. They now have Cliffnotes porn with such titles as Wuthering Dykes and The Great Gagsby. I think they need a new theme. The Baptist church down the road from our apartment had their billboard the first week we were here read “SEX WAS MADE FOR MARRIAGE” and the week after to clarify their previous statement it said, “MARRIAGE IS ONE WOMAN AND ONE MAN” and now it’s “GOD CONDEMS SAME SEX MARRIAGE”
I was a vacuum cleaner sales person for Kirby Co for one week, 70+ hours. I traveled to preset appointments all over Western NY and shampoo carpets and rugs. I’m trying to think of it a la Big Fish. At least I’ll have something to write about. Thing i've been investigating and avoiding Who is dis buddah in my mirror?
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