shiny shiny pimpmobile
Mar. 15th, 2003 10:44 amI realize a lot of ppl are worried about this, but I'm more worried about the GOA fags. I mean hello, I go out and want to ogle cute guys and possibly talk to them, not watch them hit on other men. It used to be the problem that I would not even talk to the guys for fear of gayness, but after a few of them went home with other women I got over it. Unfortunately this means I'm still wasting time talking to gay men. Which I don't mind all the time, because hey, cute guy, talking to me, but still, you have to cross them off the potentials list. And when the potentials list in general is only one or two guys, it's kinda bad. Some people would say I should try to change my standards for men, but I disagree and say that straight guys should try to come off a little more gay. In straight clubs, it can't hurt.
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I saw U2 when they had their big POPmart tour. ("We want you to be where we are. And we're at the mall, shopping.") I think that was their last good album. Granted I'm talking out my ass because I haven't bought any of their albums since then, but I thought "The Sweetest Thing" and "Beautiful Day" were fucking shitty songs so I didn't bother. I know a lot of people saw that stuff as their "comeback to rock" but I disagree. For one thing, you don't "come back" to rock and do shiny happy songs after doing dark rock and dark pseudo-electronica. Also if you move to electronica you aren't allowed to "come back" to rock. This is my rule.
Besides I totally loved Pop. I mean, Achtung Baby is a great rawk album, coherent, sassy, powerful but without any real deep meaning. And, you know, it has a good beat and you can dance to it. I can't say shit about Zooropa, except that I think "Lemon" is a super cheesy song, but then I heard "Staring at the Sun." Which is like, old U2, pre-Joshua Tree (which, I am apparently alone in thinking, is an overrated album). Desperate longing. The rest of the album doesn't feel like that song on the surface, but the soul is contained in every track. Desperate longing is the whole point of rock music. I don't think I'm at all off the mark here, whether it's longing for a girl or sex or peace or respect...
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My question is, why are there no such thing as temporary tattoos? I don't mean the things you lick and put on your arm, I just think that there would be a huge market if they had inks which dissolved after five years (like Norplant). Of course more people would get them, and get really stupid ones, but they'd be cheaper, because you could get the apprentice artists to do them more cheaply. Apparently tattoo artists have the same problem as the whole world with the experience Catch-22
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It's the Ides of March, which means there's a week till my party and eleven days till the actual date of birth. The weather here in Seattle has been getting gradually milder; last night almost felt like summer with its fifty-degree weather at midnight. Of course in summer you get clear nights at fifty-five rather than slight drizzle, but still. It's rather grand, although I suppose it means an end to skiing. In a few months it will be summer proper and the temperatures will soar from fifty at night to nearly eighty during the day. I threw out most of my shorts before moving here, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Right now out my window, I can see flowers blooming on a tall tree against the backdrop of a soap-blue sky.
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I saw U2 when they had their big POPmart tour. ("We want you to be where we are. And we're at the mall, shopping.") I think that was their last good album. Granted I'm talking out my ass because I haven't bought any of their albums since then, but I thought "The Sweetest Thing" and "Beautiful Day" were fucking shitty songs so I didn't bother. I know a lot of people saw that stuff as their "comeback to rock" but I disagree. For one thing, you don't "come back" to rock and do shiny happy songs after doing dark rock and dark pseudo-electronica. Also if you move to electronica you aren't allowed to "come back" to rock. This is my rule.
Besides I totally loved Pop. I mean, Achtung Baby is a great rawk album, coherent, sassy, powerful but without any real deep meaning. And, you know, it has a good beat and you can dance to it. I can't say shit about Zooropa, except that I think "Lemon" is a super cheesy song, but then I heard "Staring at the Sun." Which is like, old U2, pre-Joshua Tree (which, I am apparently alone in thinking, is an overrated album). Desperate longing. The rest of the album doesn't feel like that song on the surface, but the soul is contained in every track. Desperate longing is the whole point of rock music. I don't think I'm at all off the mark here, whether it's longing for a girl or sex or peace or respect...
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My question is, why are there no such thing as temporary tattoos? I don't mean the things you lick and put on your arm, I just think that there would be a huge market if they had inks which dissolved after five years (like Norplant). Of course more people would get them, and get really stupid ones, but they'd be cheaper, because you could get the apprentice artists to do them more cheaply. Apparently tattoo artists have the same problem as the whole world with the experience Catch-22
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It's the Ides of March, which means there's a week till my party and eleven days till the actual date of birth. The weather here in Seattle has been getting gradually milder; last night almost felt like summer with its fifty-degree weather at midnight. Of course in summer you get clear nights at fifty-five rather than slight drizzle, but still. It's rather grand, although I suppose it means an end to skiing. In a few months it will be summer proper and the temperatures will soar from fifty at night to nearly eighty during the day. I threw out most of my shorts before moving here, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Right now out my window, I can see flowers blooming on a tall tree against the backdrop of a soap-blue sky.