The Downward Spiral

so it’s 5:32am and I have to get up at 7:30am to be at work at 9am

this is freedom… looking possibility i the face and juxtaposing a firm “fuck you, son”

oh and I had a new g/f … Carly and I went out 3 times… ultimately parting ways regarding time, distance, and bunnies…. I’ve had a 3 year relationship and a 6 years… and an on again off again relationship over the course of about 5 hours.

oh and I paid… you fucker….. curve!

omfg.. .tomorrow will RULE

I’m getting soft.

I feel bad for exploding the bunny…. at the time it was just a target… and now.. right before I get ready to go to sleep… I think he’ll come for his vengeance in my nightmares masquerading as dreams… but if not… I’ll still feel bad.

And I think the only reason … well reasonS… I really feel bad are… killing a bunny with a high powered rifled at barely outside of pistol distance is overkill, to say the least… and while I did explode the bunny, it didn’t die immediately… and the bunny was much cooler before it exploded… and .. it was just a bunny… and it’s not like I needed to explode the bunny… so .. ya.. this guilt I’m feeling is likely more my inner conservationist than a hippie… my hunter’s safety mentors from when I was little would not be happy.

Ya.. cuz notice there’s talk about animal life or whatever… cuz… for instance… the deer are way way over populated near our lake cabin and I’d much rather blow away the deer than hit it with my car… shit .. in fact I think they would walk all the way up to me while I pointed a gun at them… that’s how retarded they are around there….. and yes… that’s bad… really bad… for them and for people… deer should be scared shitless of us and run away … but they are not… not there… someone is feeding them or something… no good.

But I digress.. I’ll return to exploding hedge apples.. I still feel no regret about blowing those up… they certainly are not cute.

ya.. softy.

So Andy I went out to shoot today and a rabbit ran from where we usually shoot but stopped just before the tree line… so… long story short I blew the rabbit in half with a 30-06 and then Andy mercy killed it with his 57.

I should call PETA and let them know.

For the record… a 30-06 makes short work of a rabbit.  Not quite as cool as a hedge apple, but pretty close… and it’s red … not green.

you know what’s awesome? seeing a gansta mofug shoot a 9mm about 100m in front of you after leaving Westport. Bang… bangbangbang… bangbang… hrmmm I think.. yes.. 9mm .. definitely. We were walking to the parking garage next to America’s Pub where we were parked (next to Sun Fresh).. so right in front of Chili’s.. outside the barrier. To quote Chris Rock: “Don’t go to a party with metal detectors. Sure it feels safe in side, but what about all those niggas outside with guns… they know you ain’t got one.”

so.. ya.. KC is safe.. I swear to jesus

I dunno what the fuck the guy was shooting at, but the guys I was with never heard gun fire, never seen a real gun being shot, etc… so they were pretty freaked.. which is better than not freaked.

I didn’t see any muzzle flashes so I didn’t hit the deck or anything.. I guess they were shooting away from me so I didn’t run near as fast as everyone else…. so I just got around the corner and I was straight… everyone else stampeded big time.

ya.. Westport… I always say “man I don’t wanna get shot just to go drink” and the newbies are always like “oh whatever we’ll be safe”.. uh huh… having lots of cops in a place doesn’t make it safe.. in fact it’s a sure sign it’s NOT safe… repeat that to yourself… over and over.

So then we had to get to the car on the other side of the scene…. and we did… I tried to ask a cop if it was ok and he told me to go away… which is about par for those situations… so everyone was on the ground and the ghetto mofug was like “fuck you cop mother fucker” so he’s going to jail.. for like 25 years… if he didn’t hit anyone.. which I think he didn’t.. I *think* he just shot up this dude’s car.

wootor totally worth it I’m sure.

There was once a guy that told me that told me that if you aren’t looking for violence it’ll never happen to you… told Al that too.. needless to say that guy was and is full of shit… it happens all the time… sometimes you are there and other times you are not… tonight I was RIGHT there.

fun times

So I went to the KS speedway with Adam for a Marlboro event… everything was free… beverages, food, and.. the ride in the cars.

So we road in Marlboro painted cars around the main race track.. 2 laps… speeds about 135mph average up to about 155 on the straight aways.  Those cars were IROC box cars.  You had to slide in the window to get in to them.  We were in full race gear… the whole orange jump suit deal.

Then we did the drift cars… I liked those better.  They were just Mustangs with different suspension, wheels and exhaust.  They burned through tires all the time.  My dude, the #10 car, was, I thought, the badest ass there from watching him go before I got to go and I got him.. it was great.  He put that thing so sideways I think we pretty much only went straight out of the garage… he started getting it sideways right after that.

The whole experience was great.. thank you to Brooke from Marlboro and thanks to the KS Speedway… lots and lots of fun to start the weekend off with.

I’ll have to post some pictures to facebook.

I sang this song to myself over the whole 4th… makes me cry every time.

“Hey There Delilah”

Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
What you do to me.

I got a lot done this weekend.. besides my hair cut I did a lot with my car.  It’s all clean now.. cleaner than it’s even been… so that’s cool.  It’s like all brand new inside. 

I put XM in there too… I had to get a $50 Alpine – to – Terk XM receiver cable to go with my 6 year old receiver.. Adam gave me the Terk XM receiver, put it under my dash and ran the antenna.  It looks really nice.  After bitching to the people from India about switching the box off Adam’s account and on to my own, I got it working.  Ethel, Lucy, The Move, BPM, and Opie and Anthony are pretty much what I switch to… there’s probably some all day industrial station that I gotta find   But ya.. even driving 5 minutes to work.. it’s worth it… $100/year.

I was out with Adam and those guys most of the weekend… Friday we went to Bullseyes/Sorono’s after shooting my shotgun.  I had never been to Sorono’s to drink.. I guess a lot of people do… it was packed with a pretty lively crowd.  When we were leaving some idiot blew off an M80 in the parking lot.  People were screaming about gunshots.. no.. no gunshots.. just an M80… the cops came real quick and arrested the dude and watched us all leave… so thanks to you Mr M80 man.. that was really worth it huh?

Saturday was Rachel’s wedding reception out at the Kemper Museum of Modern Art next to the Art Institute near the plaza.  That place was super duper nice.  The food was great.  They were a little bitchy about the beer.. it should have been free the whole time but was not.  Drinks were expensive.. but oh well.  The people that run the place were pretty much scared to death we were gonna break shit… there were no problems… just elitest assholes looking down their noses at the closest friends and family of the wedding party.. but whatever.  It was all really pretty and I was happy to be there.

After party was at Kasey Browne’s house.  Her and I realized that we’ve known each other a very very long time.  Our grandparents were best friends.  Dad knows her dad pretty well and remembers when she was born.  We all used to hang out over there when we were little.  I guess Joanne used to do some cleaning or maybe her parents cleaned Joanne/Grandad/Louise’s house.  She knows both Grandma Mossie and Louise and of course Grandad.  I think Grandad was mayor of Greenwood just before her grandfather was… she remembers his own plantation-like house there across the street from her… it was pretty cool.  I called dad at like 1:30 in the morning to ask him about it and ya it’s all right

Kristen was back and so was Phil.. great to see them as always.  I  guess they’ll be back for good here in a few weeks whenever Phil can get everything settled up with work.  If need be I’ll try and get them a duplex month-to-month until they can get a house.

Anyway.. that after party was a lot of fun… Adam and I slept over there at Kasey’s.. she was really a great host and her place is really cool.. a loft down town by Jack Stack… I’d totally have one of those if I were renting on my own and needed to be down there…

Left there about 10am, hung over as piss… and then slept/video gamed the rest of the day on Ninja Gaiden Sigma (which rules)

And lastly, Adam wants to move in.. so we’re starting on plans to finish the basement like we first planned on… probably involve mostly moving shit, throwing shit away, painting the basement floor with sealant, and then start building stuff.  It’ll be a self contained apartment besides a kitchen.  Probably can’t do carpet until we know the floor will be good to go.

so.. that’s the weekend.. it was a busy one.. oh.. guns..

… from 2am on July 14th..
shot my 870 Express Magnum today for the first time.. dropped 10 shells like nothin… it’s fucking awesome.  Kicks like a bitch, but less than my 30-06, so it’s coo.

Friendo Andy (not Andy Davis) told me he had the same thing and was gonna trick his out with ghost sites n shit… might do that.. but the bead on the front is plenty for me.

I totally shot the thing off by bicep one or twice and it bruised it up good.. lol.. ahh.. people that complain about that kick must be like little or something… me, Andy, Adam, and Jon all shot it and Andy said I might want a little something in there, but Jon and Adam were down.. I think it’s fine… it’s a kicker.. but in hunting or in a ’situation’..
shit.. I rapped off all 5 rounds dead on the money in less than my 45 (which I can put 20 in a 9 hole at 45 yards now.. woot!)

Anyway… just thought I’d give the end of that earlier email… as Adam says.. “ya.. you paid 100-200 too much, but so what… it’s cool as hell.”

… oh ya.. just got back from the bar so I’m all gangsta

I have hair again… and it’s not a big mop.  The people up at Sportsclips did a good job… even thought I think that place is demeaning to women and stereotypes men, I guess it’s better to be able work somewhere then not have a place to practice cutting hair… and Veronica up there did a great job… and good on Adam too.. so go there and be merry.

Oh and bitches suck.. but never when you want them to.  I was nice.. I was understanding… I respected her need for space… and what do I get?  The cold shoulder.  So.. fuck you… have a great time getting fucked over… glad I could be of service in bolstering your self opinion just enough for you to walk away from me and in to someone else’s arms.  You know the self opinion you said was so low you kinda felt like dying because the last guy hurt you so much, and I’m so nice, and a great guy, and you really like being with me, but you just aren’t ready… oop… but I guess you are doing it anyway huh.. with some other dude?  Bitch.

… at least I “should” say all that to her… but I won’t… and I’m not sure I’m even “really” that angry… more just… annoyed… annoyed that I didn’t push the issue I guess… but whatever… no more drama… that is my motto.

me that’s who… Overlord beaten.  Damn Wizard trying to steal my thunder…. he exploded.  I didn’t.

well the sword rack is hung back up anyway… not by the chimney.. by my dresser… I had to move my dresser over to do it … and threw out my back in the process… but I also put away all the knives that were on my dresser so now I have a dresser covered in… nothing!

this was all mostly motivated because the cleaning lady (guy named Eucledes) didn’t know what to do with a dresser covered in knives with regard to dusting… now I hope it’s obvious