Random stuff

I don't work today. Happiness.Page 110 in Purgatory, plus I got the cover designed, and finished this one scene that's been bugging me and getting me stuck for several days.Listening to 93X a lot more lately. Metallica, Soundgarden, Tool, P.O.D., Nirvana, RHCP, other cool stuff.The other day in the Twin Cities, there was a Klan?Nazi rally thingie. Bastards. My thoughts on this echo those of Jake and Elwood:Jake: Hey, what's going on?Officer: Ah, those bums won their courtcase so they're marching today.Jake: What bums?Officer: The fucking nazi party.Elwood: Illinios nazis...Jake: I hate Illinios nazis.(Elwood drives the car up to the bridge, towards the nazis) Head nazi: Tenhuit!(Elwood speeds up, the nazis jump away from the Bluesmobile, into the water)There were, like, 50 asshole racists, and 1200 anti-racist protesters. Yeah. Only, the Klan just wants attention. Better that nobody show up than stiff opposition, I think. I heard a soundbite of the Grand Bastard's speech... "We care for the purity of the white race. All fo you out there, go out and breed... breed... breed."He actually said that. Geez. I'll bet after this, he writes home to his mother, his sister, and his wife. Which is to say-Only one letter.

Kafka is on crack.

I'm reading Kafka's Metamorphosis for AP English.I think it's about a dude turning into a cockroach.Don't do crack.

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I've got RHCP stuck in my head

That's a good thing, in case you were wondering. Anthony Kiedis, Flea, John Fruiscante (did I spell that right?) anyway: cool band, cool guys, kickin' music. Californication is one of my favorite CDs. And one that Dani probably won't hate me for liking. Anyway, I'm on p. 92 of Purgatory, I work today, my neck still hurts (oh wait, last time it was my back) {fuck you, little editorializing voice in my head} [ shut up, guys, I'm trying to sleep ] |it's like a face that I hold inside, I face that awakes when I close my eyes, a face that watches every time I lie, a face that laughs every time I fall, and watches everything| (it's no surprise to me, I am my own worst enemy, cuz every now and then I) {cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort} [SHUT UP GUYS, I'M TRYING TO SLEEP]so yeah. It's like that face in side is right beneath my skin, ya know what I mean? The hands, the hands, and the people, the handsWarning: we are losing molecular cohesion.Sorry guys, reactor breach, dangerous insanity leaks, I'll call you back later. Only this isn't a telephone.-Mattador

Cibola

so yeah. I just started a community for artistic-types called Cibola.I work this afternoon.My back hurts.To quote a character from Hearts in Atlantis "This sucks the rigid cock of Satan."No one writes profanity quite so well as Steven King.

I'm on a roll....

Page seventy-something in Purgatory is scripted... happy day! It's funnier than I thought it would be. It's darker than I thought it would be. there's a dead angel who looks like cobain in one scene. i dunno. but it's good. i work at subway again this afternoon. i've got the first song on the third saguaro lowriders album written. have I said anything about my band here yet? I think not. Me wrting lyrics and doing lead vocals, colin and cassie on guitar, connor on keyboards or drums, laura will hopefully learn how to play electric bass... we have at least a couple years to go before we're ready to perform or record anything, but yet, I have two complete albums' worth of lyrics and am starting a third.Out of the Frying pan, Into the GutterSubliminal Ring of Seventeenand now...The Great American SlothLately, though, I've been thinking I might condense the seventeen best songs into SROS, and just have one good album instead of two mediocre ones... the more I think about it, the better the idea seems.It'd probably go like this:1. Cactastrophe Techno2. Tetriphiliac3. Firebug4. Blue Moon5. Forget Her6. Don't Leave7. Not Good Enough (Only Subhuman)8. Every Day9. Who, Me?10. Fades To White11. Nothing's Entertaining12. Hollow13. At Least14. Simply Complicated (Migraine)15. Los Tres Banditos16. Cheerleader Girl17. Subliminal Ring of SeventeenI actually have more than 17 good songs, but these are the best (well, 15 are mine, one is Connor's, one is Cassie's). I dunno. I'll probably do it. It's just sort of frustrating to realize that only half my material is good enough to be heard, and hard to make the cut, because not all the songs I'd be editing out are bad, they're just not as good.hell, I'll do it. I can always stick the other good ones on Great American Sloth, or re-do 'Frying Pan.'Rock on,Matt

Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Purgatory is going awesomely! I started last Wednesday and I've already got a scrip ready for part 1- which is 46 pages long (the part, not the script: the script is only, like, ten).Why don't I work on graphic novels more often? Yesterday I chilled with Bethany at her sister's house and we watched my new favorite anime series- Outlaw Star! Gene Starwind kicks ass, but what's really funny is how much cartoon Network cuts. More than 20 minutes from only the first four episodes. This was the real version, and it was funny,because it wasn't that graphic. Several brief scenes fo nudity, but everything was decently covered by strategically placed stuff (which is good, I'm no hentai). Most of the stuff that's cut is Gene's fight with 'Death Rob' and the talk about Jim 'popping his space cherry' (first interstellar jump- he passed out!) Really funny- especially when Hilda, who he's hitting on, says she 'doesn't have time for a cherry' or something like that, and he gets furious. Really mad. Melfina misconstrues this, and says something like 'You can't perform? Oh, that's too bad, I'm sorry."Weird, yes, but awesome, funny, breathtakingly cool.

Not Good Enough (Only Subhuman)

v1- Just another boring average dayof misery and sufferingbroke all the rules at work and playgot hurt but I'm recoveringwell I'm kinda clumsy, kinda dumbgot two left feet and I'm all thumbssometmes i think that my headain't screwed on tight enough...chorus- but I'm only subhumansometimes I do things rightonly subhumanand I don't wanna fightyeah, I'm only subhuman,but I guess that's not quitegood enough for you!v2- Well if you're gonna dump me go aheaddon't leave me hangin heremake the cut, yeah you can shredthose ties we held so dearif your standards weren't so highthis might hurt and i might cryas it is I'll have you know I knew this day would come-chorus-v3- if you didn't have to criticizemaybethis would't be the endand I guess that 'love' shit was all liesunless you'd like to make amendsall those times you told meI wasn't up to snuffbut I just discovered you're the onewho isn't good enoughbridge- so if you're feeling subhumana little lonely tonightif your infallible wisdomjust found out it's not rightif your piercing blind judgementfinally reagined it's sight...maybe we're not a perfect matchbut we could make it workif you'll just stop talking trashI won't be such a jerkmaybe neither one of ushas ever had a cluebut it would be okay with meif you're subhman too--chorus, chords, end-

Purgatory....

anybody have any ideas as to what (after)life mifgt be like in a comic-book/graphic novel version of Purgatory might be like? Cuz that seems to be my next big project, with me doing the story and the inimitable (whatever that means, it just sounded cool) Bethany Penrose doing the artwork. And, like most of the cool ideas I've had lately, it's utterly unlike anything I considered doing before, so I'm not totally sure what I'm doing. Edit: replace 'not totally sure' with 'totally unsure'.I've got angels, demons, lost souls of several varieties, exiled mythological deities, wandering interdimensional gateways, soul-drinking daggers, synergy manifestations, a solid sky, a new type of fallen angel, an amalgam of bizzare technologies, and a maon caharcter with antlers.any further ideas? Mostly i need cultural/governamental stuff. How would society work among the dead who are on 'probation of the soul?'-matt

Only th...

Only the beatles could get away with naming a song 'everybody's got something to hide except for me and my monkey.'I work today.and, contrary to what my state of mind may look like when you check out the songs below, I'm feeling really good today. I wrote those songs months ago, when i felt different, and posted them today.though i was happy when i wrote 'who, me?' anyway. It's a good song, IMHO.

Hollow

I feel hollow insideMy life is empty tonightAll aloneThis can't be realIt's not how it's meant to be.Like a straightline wind and a rotted treeShe passed me by and she shattered melike a railroad train with a one-track mindShe ran me down, left me behindLike a fire within a broken homeShe burned through my illusionmade me see that I'm alone.I feel hollow inside...Nothing can fill this depthless void.This feeling won't be denied...My shelter's been destroyed.Like a nyctophobe in the darkest nightLike a broke-winged bird longing for flightLike a dead-end alley, she brought me herewhere i can't run from all my fearsBlinded by the headlights of adrenalinI am my own carcinogenand i think that i have wrecked myselfcan't run awayand i need something elsebut i can't run away.I feel hollow inside.

Who, Me?

v1- Sometimes/ I wish I/ was somebody elsebut it just don't work that wayI guess it/ comes down to/ I don't much like my selfno I am never okbridge- the guy in the mirroris not quite just like mei don't really know who he isbut it's getting clearerI gotta face my fear orI'll wind up just like him.chorus- Who, me?That can't beI'm not that kind of guyWho, me?I'll break freeI don't want to bethat kind of guy.v2- run run run/ but I'm always right therefollowing myself like a shadowand it's only fun/ when I pretend I don't careand lie and say it doesn't really matter-chorus-v3- I don't want/ to be/ the hypocrite typeI don't think I was left with a choicebut I want to change and the time is just rightso fuck it and bring on the noiseyeah fuck it and bring on the noise-chorus, x2--guitar solo--final chords, fading-coda- (sung softly) so fuck it and brng on the noise.

Whoa. Political Oscillations, and other such stuff.

So I'm watching the news the other day, and our president, who i, um, have not been a tremendous fan of (to say the least) does his speech on stem cells, and gives his verdict on what can be federally funded.I agreed with every goddamned word he said.go george.i feel so weird saying that.okay, dani, this is your cue to say 'I told you so.'

Untitled Story, pt. 1

She hadn't touched me in days. Hadn't possessed me in weeks. She never would again. I was responsible, no, guilty, for that, but I had no choice. Truly, I had no choice. Kien, Lord of Irony, had a soft spot for tormenting me. Why else would my first act of true loyalty be a betrayal? But her daughter- our daughter- _my_ daughter was worth it, woth a thousand betrayals.I was lost without Rixata, my love and my pain, my drug, my damnation. The thought of her touch bathed me in sweat, confused me with rushes of desire and panic in equal measure. I shuddered with anticipation, eagerness. It was hard to draw breath.I hoped they would burn her soon.

Tetriphiliac

V1- Already an addict at 14Not his fault, it's in his jeansinheritedit's in his headColorful hallucinationsNot a shocking revelationto anyonehe says it's funand-Chorus- He's a Tetriphiliac A certifiable ManiacGameboy glued into his handsGunpei Yokoi is the manV2- Falling blocks of many colorsrotating shapes coming from above ordropping faster than a prom dressmaking a big messon the bottom of the screenhypnotic like a dreamguiding the falling shapes, (it)really makes him go ape (shit)he claimsit's more than just a gamesays it isn't really lamebut-( Chorus )Coda/V3/thingie- He cheers when he cascadessays we rain on his paradeget rehab and this charadeyou're starting to go retro-gradeyou can beat thishooked on Tetrisyeah you bet it'sTime to stop the game.