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[16 Nov 2011|09:59pm] |
finally started tutoring, psychic equivalent of muscle memory snaps me back into how patient I need to be, especially at the beginning, working with the kids who need the most help.
I'm back on food stamps, an exceptional amount of food stamps that will keep nice and dry for the winter months, coffee and Zatarains and avocoados what haves yous. Laurel bought a new record player that came in the mail, replacing last years bumpity bumpity feedbackfreakout USB record player thats been shitty for most of the last year. Its a smooth record player with a start button and stop button and the first record I put on was The Mummies, the second was The Tecnhiques feat. Ranking Trevor, the third was Lay Your Body Down by the World Class Wreckin' Cru. it'll be good to slouch on the floor and hit records all afternoon and night.
fun Caves Caverns show the other night, had some ecstatic kinda Rusted Shut+krautrock long jam that made me real happy. hung out with Richie last night, helped out with the Lost Tribe video shoot, tried to do some dolly shots with Jonathon Howard, was fun. There was candle wax everywhere at the end of the "shoot".
Working Friday night line at the Black Sheep, happy to finally get off dish and get in the more active part of the kitchen like four feet away from the dish sink. eat so much feta cheese and sliced red onion salad.
Grandpa Stan died yesterday or the day before. I don't feel too bad about it, him and I a deep session a couple years ago when I was Ojai for a week, when he was on what was considered his deathbed and he unloaded a wealth of stories, what he called my karmic inheritance. He was about to move in to a retirement with much reluctance regarding his sense of independence that would be lost, so part of me is happy that he passed on in his own domain, where he practiced his mental hustle, hosted that insane vibrating machine, where his recumbent bike lay and where he stashed the shakiest of California shake weed in an Altoids tin. $80 an ounce or something crazy like that. Maybe not crazy in California. I dunno.
food stamps, new record player, teaching job in effect, kitchen esteem promotion
but its also dark out and cold and I feel like passing out if I stay home for too long
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[24 Sep 2011|04:38am] |
excellent psych fest tonight at Strange Matter.
86 disappointment.
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[23 Sep 2011|02:15am] |
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kava kava smooth operator
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[22 Sep 2011|01:04am] |
feelin' weird. it got cold and I liked it and wore flannel and layers of denim. Sam West came to town and that was awesome. I found Liquorball LP from '94 in the dollar bin at Steady Sounds. I don't have any money. Haven't heard back from school about substitute job, so maybe thats not happening, which is a bummer. easy to slide into depression when yr schedule allows you to sleep until 1:00 PM, oops I slid back into it. don't let the haircut fool ya. But there's still a chance, and maybe I'll just tutor again. I guess I should take the GREs. I had to dig through my college grades when filling at public school application. oops, forgot to take most of undergraduate seriously. Maybe take the GREs twice. learn all math between the two. Pepperidge Farm cookies were on sale when I bought them on Monday and nows its Wednesday night and I ate them all. so it goes. one pack of many cookies was the same price of one very expensive cookie. Two fifty is expensive for a single cookie but I've probably paid that much for a single cookie before, like at Union Station or impulsively at a coffee shoppe. probably frighteningly more, so crushing a whole box for that price or less makes sense.
been working in the restaurant a lot, coming home wet and tired. Laurel's off work for a month, so she's always home. maybe thats why I'm feelin weird. no time alone to myself. alone to blast metal or dub reggae or something, get too high on coffee and sweat and shit and try to clean in a panic.
I had a feta burger for breakfast today, it was awesome but the whole apartment filled with smoke.
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[20 Jun 2011|02:21am] |
listening to Eyehategod at 2:00 AM, while rain pours outside, maybe it'll be good for the sunflowers I planted out front. They never really had a chance. My plan was to grow a five to eight foot tall MAMMOTH SUNFLOWER and like, befriend it. Went to a record fair earlier today with Laurel. Didn't buy anything. almost bought a Fela Kuti LP but passed, everything was overpriced and Cous Cous was dark and we were both hungover from the Merchandise show at Couch Heaven and Bushman wasn't there yet so I couldn't grip his Melvins records. Did a Flood Beast set through JK's killer PA/power amp. impulsively bought a FIVE HOUR ENERGY at Wal-Mart to defeat my Q barbecue sleepy three meat plate-itis, but forgot to slam that energy shooter, when will I want to use it?
Caves Caverns is on hold for the summer, while Mike is in the Phlipadelphia purgatory, sweating it out. Been sleeping in now that its summer vacation, I feel like getting to sleep in has changed the rhythm of my dream cycle(s) and I've been getting to a whole other kind of dreaming. JK's crushing on a girl in Philadelphia. I'd like to visit. I had a lot of fun there in April. records and food and chillers,etc. Dr. Nguyen.
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[15 May 2011|05:35pm] |
got some killer wingtip boots yesterday, light brown like ideal peanut butter I guess. $11, had no price tag, if they asked me what I thought I should pay, I would have said $12. worked out. been working a lot, end of the school year so the kids are getting burnt out and so am I. the other week I ate supermarket sushi before tutoring four out of five days. I don't know what I did the fifth day. supermarket sushi and listening to Philadelphia's Radio Times call in radio show on satellite radio in a Shockoe Bottom parking lot. Its air conditioned and sometimes I forget to grab chop sticks. I've been drinking SNAPPLE LEMON TEA a lot for the last month, since before tour I think. I set up a show for Kawabata Makoto from Acid Mothers Temple tonight, should be cool. Listening to John Coltrane's Stellar Regions to get pumped. Its muggy now. Just walked the dog in the heat, there were a bunch of cop cars and a paddy wagon in our alley. The shitty crackden rowhouses were condemned a month ago and they've been getting torn down all week. One of those scooping construction vehicles has been eating it all week. I like watching the mechanical jaws eat the walls and tear out the bathroom. Once the buildings are ripped to the ground, some hispanic dudes take each brick apart and assemble pallette cubes of the bricks, I didn't know that bricks got reused that way. Thats cool though, I'm always complaining about new buildings/new LUXURY CONDOS looking like asshole eyesores because they're vinyl sided and not killer brick. Gotta get some brick, I say.
Laurel and I went on vacation after tour, down to Charleston. Water is cold but not too cold, comfortable to play in the waves until they got too choppy. I got my tax refund check in time to cover me for not working for two weeks, so I bought myself a vacation, enjoyed.
I was supposed to DJ a party Friday night, the new Vincent Black Shadow band MURDER played their second show in Mark's basement and Mike and I are were going to play records afterwards, but it was a clusterfuck of moving speakers and malfunctioning mixers. I want to buy my own setup, just a super loud PA setup I guess. just to have, a soundsystem wagon. I was excited about the records I put in my bag to play. I did eat almost all of a gyro pizza later that night at Alladins. saw Bridesmaids earlier today. I liked it. I like Kristin Wiig, even though her worst characters are the worst, I like her a lot aside from the couple annoying repetitive characters she does on SNL.
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[18 Jan 2011|12:39am] |
turned twenty five. managed to not have to go to either job on Friday. unforeseen tightness occurred. downtown taco shop, downtown record shop, Couch Heaven, Mekong, Cous Cous, shrimp toast, clay pot catfish, volcano drank, spectator to hard hard twistin' at soul garage rnr dance party. thats all cool. happy to hear from family. was reluctant to bring up my birthday at school but subtly wore a blazer (which I've never done) and
Ra'Dracula quickly commented
"why you wearing at suit? Its yr birthday? You gonna get yr girlfriend, go to the club, and singing budo budo budo rockin ever'where?"
so I dunno. but it was a satisfying birthday.
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[23 Nov 2010|12:52am] |
working a bunch, trying to enjoy the time when I'm not working I guess. decent meals with Laurel, walk the dog in the golden hours, listen to music on headphones. bought a pair of Fred Perry leather/wool shoes, on sale, Zappos. they rule, they the shoes. ordered Friday just before leaving for work at 4:00 PM, was wearing them at home Monday at 4:00.
finished up all my paperwork, piss test, breathalizer, photocopying for the City/School, so hopefully I'll be straight with that. coming off it. dat anxiety it. gonna be in Richmond for Thanksgiving, stuck in shifts at the Black Sheep, gonna drink a thousand beers on Thanksgiving.
"sick of fucking growing up"
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[03 Oct 2010|01:08pm] |
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before I was all anxious about not having any job/money/riddim/whatever, now it seems like I got two jobs, maybe overlapping, weaving some crust involving the bus and a bicycle and spare change of pants, maybe a binder, definitely a fuck ton of coffee. But it'd be cool to get two paychecks, probably good to be busy. It'll force the non-work-time to be most super-chill-ulous or something, probably exhausted and chafed. But I really can't complain. Elementary school tutoring, super awesome pay, get to dress twee, sleep in a little bit. Working at the Black Sheep is cool, good food, learning kitchen stuff from a chill boss, getting to taste better beer and wine. I dunno, lets see how the month of October goes.
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[27 Sep 2010|09:36pm] |
rainy day glummmitude, too cold and windy and upsetting to see pigs race at the state fair. stayed home, crunched out a traditional meal, pork bbq, vinegar slaw and straight up potato salad. worked out well enough. hooked on KAVA tea, special herb. got a response from the elementary school I volunteered at last year, so hopefully I'll have a job there this next year, hourly decent pay, EMERGENCY READING INTERVENTION tutoring. Listening to Aluk Todolo and Joy Division/Warsaw, autumnal bumming, helpless, anti-helpful, living paycheck-to-paycheck truly. at least I got some Trader Joe's munch from foodstamps. Bought the Dan Higgs/Twig Harper record, creepy fucking record, I like it, listened to it on headphones on the couch in the dark on the sleep deprivation nod. CHRIST WILL NOT SUFFICE.
Been heavy in to cold brewed iced tea all shift at the restaurant, not surprisingly staying up past 4:00 AM, mind drifting out of skull or vice versa, heavy free jazz or throbbing noise usually, pug sleeps in the bed, walks on my head by 10:00 AM. but maybe the job will change stuff and I'll have money to like travel for a couple days once in a while and like buy some shoes that make the man. and maybe some dope mod parka.
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[06 Sep 2010|01:22am] |
no money,
some dumplings,
no travel, no Sleep, no Rangda, no nouthing.
exhaustion. no debt. scratches and cuts from work and play, carelessness and dog.
stay up and late, German Free Jazz
"you get blasted in the face"
always the haunterer , the Joe Jackson--- "gotta look sharp"
gotta sharpen all the edges, slim the figure, wear leather
shoes.
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[22 Jul 2010|07:22pm] |
summertime South Carolina chill,
beach house supreme lazy-ing
sunburnt knees, roast corn.
I really want to steal a golf cart
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[20 Jul 2010|11:20pm] |
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[19 Jun 2010|03:17pm] |
moving should be easier, should be the simplest function, dominate ego and pack boxes, stack boxes and move boxes. I'm so lazy and so distracted by the context of everything, afternoon hallucinatory hell stress naps, the idea of power brunch, scratching all itches, function while I extract from the LUXURY LOFT hive, move past the Renaissance. garrrrgasafs.
packing apartment playlist
My Estrogeneration comp
Bastard Noise/Endless Blockade LP (just BN side, three times)
Thrones LP
Yes - The Yes Album
Agitation Free mp3s
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[15 Apr 2010|03:17pm] |
got off work, took my pug dog Althea for a walk around Jackson Ward, both of us took a nap on the couch listening to Funkadelic's Cosmic Slop and now a robot is vacuuming my apartment,
oh shit, wait now the robot's trying to eat the t-shirt underneath the dog's water dish.
it's all good now.
Althea meet Roomba. . . . Roomba, Althea . . .
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[10 Mar 2010|07:45pm] |
working at elementary school til five from now on I guess. afterschool capri-sun and "contact clue" instructional jams.
got a disgusting piece of (un)health where my back turns into buttcrack, its getting better, antibiotics and posing in the bathtub with my legs on dry land like a shitty goth centerfold or something awful like that. going to DC this weekend. going to austin will be ridiculous. i bought a decent army sleeping bag. sat on my cell phone, crushed the screen. switch to an old shit-phone. please gmail yr phone number JRUSSDC (at) GMAIL.COM
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[23 Feb 2010|12:31pm] |
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rush home at noon to get tax stuff envelope that should have been mailed out last Friday. stay home for minute of midday comfort on the couch, listen to one side of Don Cherry - Where is Brooklyn LP. Made a grilled Italian sandwich with Wal-Mart deli counter meats, cheap and not bad, thin slices, yeah number one-thin. unclog sink, one load of dishes, plunge toilet, get insecure about first graders talking about my teeth. offering me millions of dollars in first grade truth-or-dare dares. shit can be exhausting. cinnamon rolls from the tube are not fuel for the day, no matter what majority of the tube is consumed. I tried to make a sequel to the awesome black beans and tomatillo roast pork of last week while watching THE BOX last night, result was undercooked, not fit for pyrex, not fit for lunch break microwave. I'll broil that shit in portions at home. make it worth it, bought that SOFRITO....
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[22 Feb 2010|11:08pm] |
today I got ridiculed by a six year old for "liking a baby movie" (Elf).
Laurel, Tony and myself ventured southeast to Virginia Beach to chill with Lady J-Lockwood. it was a good day trip, with all the creature comforts of the Golden Girls condo by the beach in a climate that gets cold in the winter. chilled with dogs, even slept for some of the night with a dog around the feet. thrift stores were fruitless but I was passing out, did get a Swervedriver tape, I guess thats cohesive with the falling asleep part. Observed overprotective redneck dude at thrift store yelling at his wife about an autistic dejected black youth walking around the store talking to himself (NOT MY FUCKIN' WIFE, WHO KNOWS WHAT KINDA SSHHITT HE'S ON).
stoned out surfer girl at 7-11 rang up a Yuenling 6-pack as a single bottle, she was confused-thrilled at Laurel's SURF AGAINST SEXISM button ("You surf?" - "No, but I rage against sexism" - "Oh, cool, , yeah I surf", FIVE FREE BEERS)
also,
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[14 Feb 2010|02:02pm] |
bought a new bike in the parking lot of a McDonalds off Willis Road, 15 minutes south of Richmond. Refurbished 70's Iverson road bike, glad the hunt is over, gotta buy a new seat to save my testes.
Caves Caverns recording COMMUNIQUE, is done, thanks to the blast of enthusiasm at the Bike Lot and being able stay up late on weeknights/snow days/daze.
had to go to Empire to get my credit card that I left there Friday night, oops.
made Laurel valentines brunch, got her flowers from the vendor Belvedere in the parking lot of the medical prosthetics joint.
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[10 Feb 2010|09:28am] |
blizzard, no work, no pants
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