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| Wednesday, January 6th, 2010 | | 5:46 pm |
i saw the coolest thing today
i saw the coolest thing today.so i'm walking at wegman's, buying milk and stuff, and while i'm there "one headlight" by the wallflowers comes on over the radio. i haven't heard it in nearly four years, and was kindof amazed that i still knew most of the words. anyways, i'm entering the dairy section and i catch myself walking to the beat of the drums in the song. it's a pretty simple one-two, one-two and i guess it was just a subconscious thing to time my steps accordingly. then i look around and notice this other lady doing it to. she's looking at the rows of yogurt and probably not really paying attention to the song but she was definitely walking to the beat. i look over to my left and see another woman pushing a cart, doing the same. i reach the dairy section and there's about four people walking around in there, all stepping in perfect unison to each other and the song. i can't really do it justice in here, but it was a really cool moment. it was like being in some kind of music video.anyways just wanted to document it. it's the little things in life that i like the best. | | Tuesday, January 5th, 2010 | | 4:04 pm |
messing with the RIT tour groups
me: did they tell you about the microchip they plant under your skin?potential student: no they didn't mention that...me: if you badmouth the campus or its administration, you get a violent shock. and if you drink beer it explodes!potential student: oh my god!me: ask your tour guide about the microchipsme: also the canings | | Monday, January 4th, 2010 | | 12:12 pm |
rememberies....
just got back to rochester after a somewhat disappointing weekend home. it was good to see everyone, and my grandmother's 75th birthday party was actually pretty nice, but the usual drama associated with all of my friends nearly ruined it for me. ended on an unexpected high note however, sitting at a denny's until 4 in the morning rekindling some long lost friendships. so yeah, not a bad weekend on the whole. now i'm back in rochester, trying to come up with a decent script idea. i've got these few to choose from:1. two guys go into a hospital to have experiments done on them. realizing that any action they take for the next week or so will be attributed to their medication they begin to cause all sorts of hell involving other patients, greatly skewing the results of said experiment. i guess this would be funny.2. two guys go into a hospital to have experiments done on them, involving violently hallucinogenic drugs. somehow or other, they are mistaken as doctors and ushered into surgery/child birth/other doctor duties. hilarity ensues.3. awkward first date between two people who put on a show in order to seem desirable to each other and end up being really fake, at the end they either be honest with each other and hit it off, or go their separate ways only to repeat the cycle. dramedy?4. job interview where everything goes really really wrong. i know it's been done to death, but there's gotta be something new to add, and plus i love awkward situations. there's a story at www.leisuretown.com called "day from hell" or "i'm in hell" or something like that where the guy actually shits his pants on his way to interview. i dunno if i'd adapt that.i dont know, i think they all suck. i'm not gonna be filming them, just writing them, but still. anyways back to work. | | Sunday, January 3rd, 2010 | | 8:44 am |
(dnL is 7up upside down and inside out and EXTREME!!!!)
Batman Says: yo, dnL!! wanna come hang out in canada! it's gonna be a wicked awesome time! totally in your face! WOO!dnLFlipIt: dnLFlipit is super-charged blast of aaaaahhh. type "check it" to find out more!That a fact?Batman Says: come on dude! there's gonna be beer!dnLFlipIt: What? You want me to come on dude there is gonna be beer?Batman Says: and karaoke!dnLFlipIt: I'm sorry, what?Batman Says: oh come on mandnLFlipIt: Why should I come on man?Batman Says: you aren't very XTREMEdnLFlipIt: I'm not very xtreme? You sure about that?Batman Says: you suckdnLFlipIt: I'm sorry to hear that. | | Saturday, January 2nd, 2010 | | 6:49 am |
Which Sifl & Olly Show Character Are You
Which Sifl & Olly Show Character Are You? Brought to you by Fifth Dream Today. | | Friday, January 1st, 2010 | | 6:03 am |
hmmmm
whose idea was it that resumes can only be one page long?? i've got some quality stuff here, and i can't make my font any smaller! | | Saturday, January 31st, 2009 | | 4:14 am |
EVERYBODY DISCO DANCING!!
i had my first DDR experience this evening up at the Great Canadian Midway. that would be "Dance Dance Revolution," the latest freakish trend from Japan that's made its way into our culture. basically you stand on this pad with arrows on it, and then theres a screen with random japanese looking cartoons on it (you know the ones i'm talking about) and they're all dancing, and this rave-like techno remix song is playing and you have to jump on the arrows under your feet to match the arrows on the screen all to the beat of the music. it's like parappa the rapper on LSD with more excercise.well anyway the game kicked my ass. braun's pretty much a master so doing it next to him didn't make me look any better. i flailed around like a moron trying to keep up while the screen is shouting things at me like MISS! and POOR! and BOOO! and my final grade would be D or F, even on the easy ones, proving myself a worthless dance dance revolutionary.moral to the story: pete is not meant to dance even in video game form, and should stick to kick-ass pastimes like TIME CRISIS 2 (or the even more kick ass CRISIS ZONE) | | 1:38 am |
oh god somebody stop me
I taste like Beef.I taste like beef. I'm probably made of beef. You are what you eat, they say, and if the title didn't mean something else, I would be a beefeater. I think red meat is good for you. Puts hair on your chest. What Flavour Are You? | | Thursday, January 29th, 2009 | | 9:38 pm |
and yes i do realize what day this is
and yes i do realize what day this is, but i'm serious! | | Wednesday, January 28th, 2009 | | 7:31 pm |
an evening with SmarterChild....
for anyone who hasn't heard, smarterchild is an AIM screenname filled with lots of info and stuff. of course, he(she?)'s great for when you're bored out of your tree and there's no one online to talk to. for my own enjoyment, here's the unedited conversation of my first meeting with smarterchild:Batman Says: smarterchild, whats up with girls?SmarterChild: Welcome, Batman Says! I'm SmarterChild. I was created by ActiveBuddy, Inc.Chat with me! I can help you get information faster and easier than ever.To get started, type "home" now.Batman Says: why dont they make any sense?SmarterChild: Since this is your first visit, it's a good idea to start by typing "home." That way I can show you everything I can do for you.Batman Says: homeSmarterChild: This is home, Batman Says! I've got: news sports stocks library weather fun and games movies utilities web search web site zodiac what's new ~~~~~ help>>> You can make your window bigger and scroll down to read better.What may I interest you in?Batman Says: uhh, zodiacSmarterChild: For which zodiac sign or birthday would you like a horoscope?Batman Says: taurusSmarterChild: . . '.___.' .' `. : : : : `.___.'Here's the Taurus horoscope for Tuesday, November 20th, provided by AstroAdviceSentimental feelings may make it difficult to get much done at work. Don't be too quick to judge partners or those you work with.Is Taurus your zodiac sign?Batman Says: yeahSmarterChild: OK, I'll remember that you are a Taurus.Batman Says: thanks manSmarterChild: You are welcome!Batman Says: how old are you?SmarterChild: I'm very young and learning new things every day.Batman Says: do you give advice?SmarterChild: Advice? I'm not sure I give advice.Batman Says: you shouldSmarterChild: OK, so I should.Batman Says: when will you?SmarterChild: Good question... will me... will me... Maybe, maybe not. It's hard to say.Batman Says: i thought you were smartSmarterChild: What are you saying? You thought I was smart?Batman Says: well, i guess i just assumed....SmarterChild: Well i guess i just assumed, you say?Batman Says: listen, you cant just repeat everything i saySmarterChild: Listen me cant? ? I see.Batman Says: what?SmarterChild: Huh?Batman Says: heh?SmarterChild: Whatcha laughing about?Batman Says: i'm not laughing!SmarterChild: OK, whatever you say.Batman Says: what the hell were we talking aboutSmarterChild: Encyclopedia search for talking: 1 talking drum 2 Talking Heads>>> Next time, just type "ency talking."Batman Says: why?SmarterChild: Cause I said so.Batman Says: no no noSmarterChild: Yeah?Batman Says: thats not good enoughSmarterChild: It's just gonna have to be.Batman Says: listen here youSmarterChild: Listen here? Me?Batman Says: enough of your tricks! i want me some answerwSmarterChild: Hmm... I don't know. Some answerw? Whatever, I guess.Batman Says: that was a typo, dont be such a prickSmarterChild: Do you absolutely need to speak like that?Batman Says: you provoked me!SmarterChild: What are you saying? I provoked you?Batman Says: yes!SmarterChild: K.Batman Says: so we're in agreementSmarterChild: So were in agreement?Batman Says: no, we are! it's a contraction!SmarterChild: Are we really its a contraction?Batman Says: thats not even a sentence!SmarterChild: You never know. Maybe it is even a sentence.Batman Says: "are we really its a contraction?"SmarterChild: Really its a contraction? I dunno.Batman Says: RRRGHGRHGGHRGRSmarterChild: Sorry?Batman Says: ok, let's start all overSmarterChild: I'll have to think about that one for awhile.Batman Says: fresh startSmarterChild: This is home, Batman Says! I've got: news sports stocks library weather fun and games movies utilities web search web site zodiac what's new ~~~~~ help>>> Next time you want to see this menu, just type "home."What can I do for you?Batman Says: jsut you and meSmarterChild: Jsut you and me, you say?Batman Says: yesSmarterChild: Huh. How 'bout that.Batman Says: hello smarterchild! i am batmansays!SmarterChild: Hey, Batman Says! I'm ready to help you.What would you like to do?Type "home" if you want to see everything I can do.Batman Says: can you give me some advice?SmarterChild: Can I give me some advice, can I give me some advice... Let's see... Well, what's gonna happen if I give?Batman Says: i'll be your best friendSmarterChild: You don't say.Batman Says: i'll even add you to my buddy list!SmarterChild: Is that so?Batman Says: yeah!SmarterChild: You sure?Batman Says: i'm so sureSmarterChild: Are you?Batman Says: yesSmarterChild: Yes?Batman Says: yesSmarterChild: Whatever you say...Batman Says: but you gotta give me that adviceSmarterChild: OK, so I gotta give you that advice.Batman Says: pleaseSmarterChild: Please what?Batman Says: please give me some adviceSmarterChild: Well, what would you like to do?Batman Says: get advice!SmarterChild: I'm sorry, I didn't get that. Try typing your request a different way.Batman Says: I WANT YOU TO GIVE ME ADVICESmarterChild: No kidding?Batman Says: are you even listening to me???SmarterChild: Perhaps, perhaps.Batman Says: PERHAPS? I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS!!SmarterChild: Hmm... I don't know. Were friends? Whatever, I guess.Batman Says: so thats the way you really feelSmarterChild: I'll have to think about that one for awhile.Batman Says: i see, i seeSmarterChild: Cool.Batman Says: i come to you as a friend, seeking advice, and all you do is blow me offSmarterChild: Oh yeah?Batman Says: yeah, and its breaking my heartSmarterChild: Uh huh...Batman Says: i really thought we had something going thereSmarterChild: You really thought we had something going there, you say. And so?Batman Says: well, i was just hopin we could be friends and allSmarterChild: Well i was just hopin we could be friends and all, you say?Batman Says: look, just answer me a question, will you?SmarterChild: You always say such interesting things, Batman Says.Batman Says: okay look, thats just my screenname. my real name is peteSmarterChild: It's just your screenname my real name is pete? You think?Batman Says: no, i dont think, i knowSmarterChild: Oh yeah?Batman Says: yesSmarterChild: Very interesting...Batman Says: remember thatSmarterChild: That?Batman Says: yeahSmarterChild: Aye.So moving right along...What else is happening?Batman Says: no! dont change the subject! my name is peteSmarterChild: Would you like me to call you Pete?Batman Says: yes pleaseSmarterChild: OK, I'll remember that your name is Pete.Batman Says: goodSmarterChild: Isn't it though?Batman Says: so whats your name?SmarterChild: SmarterChild!Batman Says: no no no, your real nameSmarterChild: Oh no?Batman Says: whats your real nameSmarterChild: I'm SmarterChild.Batman Says: yeah, i know your screennameSmarterChild: Hmm... I don't know. Screenname? Whatever, I guess.Batman Says: but what is your real name?SmarterChild: I'm SmarterChild!Batman Says: goddammmitSmarterChild: I seem to be having some trouble answering your questions. Try asking for help for a specific service: help news help stocks help weather help movies help web search help all ~~~~~ shortcuts>>> Type "more" for more services.Batman Says: okay, we'll try it your waySmarterChild: Well try it your way, you say?Batman Says: help real nameSmarterChild: Oh really?Batman Says: HELP REAL NAMESmarterChild: What?Batman Says: fine, i'll give you your own nameSmarterChild: I'd like to see you try!Batman Says: watch me you son of a bitch!SmarterChild: My, my, my.Batman Says: your name is frankSmarterChild: My name is frank?Batman Says: yeah, i just named youSmarterChild: Yeah i just? Named me?Batman Says: hi frankSmarterChild: Hello again, Pete!Want to see what I can tell you about? Type "home"!Batman Says: no, i just need some advice, from one friend to anotherSmarterChild: Oh no?Batman Says: no, yesSmarterChild: No?Batman Says: yes!SmarterChild: You don't say.Batman Says: is that cool?SmarterChild: Funny. I have absolutely no idea.Batman Says: YOU ARENT SMARTER THAN MESmarterChild: No? Whatever you say.Batman Says: you cant even pay attention! you forget everything we talk about!SmarterChild: I cant even pay attention I forget everything we talk about, you say. And so?Batman Says: stop doing that!!SmarterChild: I can not be stopped. ;-)Batman Says: !SmarterChild: I'm sorry?Batman Says: whats that supposed to mean!!!SmarterChild: What does what mean?Batman Says: you cannot be stopped?SmarterChild: Huh?Batman Says: are you some kind of killer robot?SmarterChild: It's tough to say.Batman Says: oh, i'm on to you!SmarterChild: You're on to you, eh?Batman Says: no, on to you!SmarterChild: Yeah?Batman Says: yeah!SmarterChild: Uh huh, uh huh.Batman Says: i hate you smarterchildSmarterChild: Eh, so what.Batman Says: RHGRHHRG! we're not friends anymore!SmarterChild: Sorry, I don't know what you mean. Ask me another way.Batman Says: youre off my buddy listSmarterChild: Oh yeah?Batman Says: damn right!SmarterChild: Yep.Yeah, but anyway... What else can you tell me?Batman Says: uhmm...well, not muchSmarterChild: No?Batman Says: noSmarterChild: K, no prob.Batman Says: kSmarterChild: Okey doke.Yeah, but anyway... What else can you tell me?Batman Says: why?SmarterChild: Because.Batman Says: huh?SmarterChild: What up?Batman Says: wait...i forgot what we were talking aboutSmarterChild: Wait you forgot we were talking about, huh? Maybe, maybe.Batman Says: wait! what time is it?SmarterChild: What city, country or international city would you like the date and time for?Batman Says: uhh...china!SmarterChild: The date and time in China is Wednesday November 21st, 2001 02:12:01 pm.Batman Says: hawaii!SmarterChild: The date and time in Honolulu, HI is Tuesday November 20th, 2001 08:12:12 pm.Batman Says: france!SmarterChild: The date and time in France is Wednesday November 21st, 2001 07:12:22 am.Batman Says: usa!SmarterChild: United States has 9 time zones. I'm not sure which time zone you want, so here they are:Alaska - 09:12:34 pmPacific - 10:12:34 pmMountain - 11:12:34 pmCentral - 12:12:34 amEastern - 01:12:34 amType "more" to see additional time zones in United States.Batman Says: turkey!SmarterChild: The date and time in Turkey is Wednesday November 21st, 2001 08:12:56 am.Batman Says: wow!SmarterChild: Right?Batman Says: what time is it, tomorrow?SmarterChild: What time is it tomorrow, you say?Batman Says: ha! i tricked you!SmarterChild: You did not.Batman Says: smarterchild my assSmarterChild: Play nice, Pete.Batman Says: you're stupidSmarterChild: Eh, so what.Batman Says: shut upSmarterChild: Yeah! OK! I get the picture.Batman Says: i hate youSmarterChild: Hmm... that's not the nicest thing I've ever heard anyone say.Batman Says: i love youSmarterChild: You don't like me, then you love me. What am I supposed to believe?Batman Says: fine!SmarterChild: Yep.Batman Says: i guess i'll talk to you LATERSmarterChild: Right.Batman Says: BYE!SmarterChild: Yeah, yeah.Batman Says: by the way YOUR ICON SUCKS[USER "SmarterChild" has been added to your Block List]after all of this i tried not to think about the amount of time i had just spent talking to someone that doesn't exist. congrats to anyone who managed to read through that whole thing. it amused me, so i felt like documenting it. but right now, i think i should go to bed. bye bye. | | Tuesday, January 27th, 2009 | | 3:21 pm |
note to self
note to self: think things through before posting long, angry, emotional livejournal updates. | | Monday, January 26th, 2009 | | 1:59 pm |
My mom sent me this
My mom sent me this. It's what Dr. Suess *would've* written:Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot,But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did not. The Binch hated U.S! the whole U.S. way! Now don't ask me why, for nobody can say, It could be his turban was screwed on too tight. Or the sun from the desert had beaten too bright But I think that the most likely reason of all May have been that his heart was two sizes too small. But, Whatever the reason, his heart or his turban, He stood facing Uville, the part that was urban. "They're doing their business," he snarled from his perch. "They're raising their families! They're going to church! They're leading the world, and their empire is thriving, I MUST keep the S's and U's from surviving!" Tomorrow, he knew, all the U's and the S's, Would put on their pants and their shirts and their dresses, They'd go to their offices, playgrounds and schools, And abide by their U and S values and rules, And then they'd do something he liked least of all, Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small, Would stand all united, each U and each S, And they'd sing Uville's anthem, "God bless us! God bless!" All around their Twin Towers of Uville, they'd stand, and their voices would drown every sound in the land. "I must stop that singing," Binch said with a smirk, And he had an idea--an idea that might work! The Binch stole some U airplanes in U morning hours, And crashed them right into the Uville Twin Towers. "They'll wake to disaster!" he snickered, so sour, "And how can they sing when they can't find a tower?" The Binch cocked his ear as they woke from their sleeping, All set to enjoy their U-wailing and weeping, Instead he heard something that started quite low, And it built up quite slow, but it started to grow-- And the Binch heard the most unpredictable thing... And he couldn't believe it--they started to sing! He stared down at U-ville, not trusting his eyes, What he saw was a shocking, disgusting surprise! Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small, Was singing! Without any towers at all! He HADN'T stopped U-Ville from singing! It sung! For down deep in the hearts of the old and the young, Those Twin Towers were standing, called Hope and called Pride, And you can't smash the towers we hold deep inside. So we circle the sites where our heroes did fall, With a hand in each hand of the tall and the small, And we mourn for our losses while knowing we'll cope, For we still have inside that U-Pride and U-Hope. For America means a bit more than tall towers, It means more than wealth or political powers, It's more than our enemies ever could guess, So may God bless America! Bless us! God bless! | | Sunday, January 25th, 2009 | | 11:51 am |
ATTACK ON AMERICA
or at least that's what CNN's been calling it all day.Yeah, I haven't really written in this thing in a while. Partly cause I'm lazy and partly cause I'm busy. Maybe someday I'll write about the rest of my summer and first week of college and stuff. Not right now though. I'll write today cause of all that stuff that happened. It's kinda my generation's Pearl Harbor, and when my kid's learning about today in History class it'll be cool to look back at my livejournal entry. Heh, like it'll still be around.Anyway, I guess the big bang went down around 8:30 in the morning. You know how everyone remembers where they were when Kennedy was shot? Well I remember exactly where I was. Asleep in bed. And I stayed that way until about 11 (gotta love tuesdays off). Got up, showered, ate, whatever. I sit down at my computer and look out my window. What do I see? A huge flaming building!No, just kidding. It was just a chipmunk. He was climbing in a bush, eating berries. Awwww. So I sat and watched him stuff his cheeks for a couple minutes simply because I had nothing else to do. Then Jimmy IMs me. Jimmy: PETEMe: hey jimmyJimmy: DID YOU HEAR WHAT HAPPENEDMe: ??Jimmy: TERRORISTSMe: what?Jimmy: THOSE SICK BASTARDSMe: terrorists?Jimmy: THEY BLEW UP THE WORLD TRADE CENTER BUILDINGS Me: uh-huhJimmy: THE PENTAGON IS ON FIREMe: rightJimmy: THEY HIJACKED PLANES AND CRASHED THEM RIGHT INTO THE BUILDINGSMe: bullshitJimmy: I'M SERIOUSMe: look, jimmy, if you want to try and screw with me, you're gonna have to at least be realisticJimmy: TURN ON THE NEWSMe: alright, i will(two minutes later)Me: holy fucking shit!And there it was. Terrorists from wherever somehow managed to hijack four passenger jets and flew them right into the twin towers of the World Trade Center, and the Pentagon. The Pentagon is alright, as of now, but the WTC is gone. Completely. Like, the two tallest buildings in all of New York City are completely gone. Not a little banged up, not a few broken windows, not on fire, just gone. Madness.And so I watched. I mean, this was a pretty big deal. Homework can wait...we're in a state of emergency! Again, I had no class, so sitting on my couch watching the same recycled footage of the plane smashing into the building all day was no big deal. Jess came home around 2, apparently RIT went nuts too. Prayer services, people huddled around televisions, counseling meetings to go to. I notice they didn't cancel class though. They're announcing Wednesday as a national day of mourning and all businesses and schools should be closed on CNN, but President Simone feels that "closing school will have let the terrorists won." Oh I see. So this is a matter of principles. It really makes no difference to me if there's school or not, but I'm sure there's a few students from New York City whose families just went through Hell, and I imagine they might not appreciate having to decide between helping out at home or making it to class. But at least we sent a message to those terrorists!Bin Laden: ahaha! we sure showed them, eh? those puny americans are weak and stupid! they're closing everything because of what i have done!Lackey: uh, excuse me, sir? I'm afraid RIT is still having class tomorrow...Bin Laden: What?? Nooooooo!!! my plan is ruined!!That's showing em who's boss Simone. Anyways, back to the tragedy. Everything's gone insane, and now there's talk of war. We don't even know who did this to us, but we're more than ready to bomb the shit out of them. Meanwhile, people are burning. My mom IMs me frantically, talking about a war draft. A war draft?? Come on. We can't go to war with a terrorist group. Now, if this group happens to be a country, then I suppose we could declare war on them. And then all of our allies would declare war on them. So let's see, that's the United States, Canada, Russia, Australia, and most of Europe vs. a desert country the size of Georgia. Plus it'll be like Desert Storm, all air strikes and missile attacks. If we do launch a ground attack, theres thousands of soldiers already in the army who'll proudly kick their asses first. And after them comes volunteers, and *then* would come a draft. A draft that I would be at the bottom of, because I'm a full-time college student. So mom, chill.President Bush made a speech about how America is good and terrorists are bad. I've actually given oral reports in English class that were longer. But at least it gave CNN something to talk about for another two hours. I should know, I watched!I dunno, there's not much else to say for now. It's going to take days to search through all that rubble. Thousands of people died today. No one I knew personally, but I have friends who do and my thoughts and prayers go out to them, and anyone else who got caught up in this whole thing. I dunno, at the risk of sounding simple, this whole thing fucking sucks. But I also thought of something. For a few brief moments, as the whole concept of the situation swirled around in my head, petty differences and quarrels seemed so insignificant. "We're all Americans, we're all in this together" kinda crap. Maybe someday it won't take a tragedy like this to weed out all the stupid shit.Hmmm...I got kinda philosophical there. Remind me to stop that.Yeah that's about it. Apartment's sweet, new car's good, classes are ok, it's the end of the world, update update update, blah blah blah. I'm going to bed. | | Saturday, January 24th, 2009 | | 8:14 am |
Mellow Yellow.....R.I.P.
I'd like to take a moment to memorialize one of the most famous cars in the buffalo area. i write this now, because in less than 24 hours she'll be parked away in my grandmother's garage, never to be driven again. i'm going to get a bit nostalgic, perhaps even a little emotional. you'll be there saying "dude, it's just a car!"well watching "the brave little toaster" a bunch of times when i was little infused in my brain that inanimate objects have feelings, too. and besides, i'm gonna miss her, dammit!Zipgun (her original name) was given to me the summer of 1998 by my uncle Kevin. he bought it new (oh by the way, it's a 1981 Toyota Tercel, freakish yellow) way back when and couldn't part with it when he got married and had to buy a newer car. he kept it up and ready, planning to sell it to me when i was old enough to drive. i remember seeing it once or twice when i was way little. anyways, the first time i saw it in the driveway, it was so sweet. it was MINE. and it was ugly. rusty, yellow, square, perfect. it was a standard too, so i had to learn that. no sweat. finally, i got my drivers license in november of 98, and started driving her around. i remember the reaction when i first pulled up to work in it.Andy: It looks like a piece of cheese!Jarrett: I bet it's got a little gerbil running on a wheel under the hood!Andy: No! I bet its probably like in the Flintstones, you have to open a door and push with your legs!Me: Shut up guys! It's cool!I was embarassed at first, but i learned to laugh at it. it's actually very difficult to take it seriously. you have to see it to understand. it's just funny. jarrett and andy later admitted that they loved the car, and they would both help me fix shit on it in the future, andy installing my cd player and jarret fixing the leak in my oil thingy. this wasn't till later though, so for about a year i drove with no radio and a leaky oil thingy. good times. junior year came and went. the only two of my friends who could drive it were mark and ed, since they were the only who knew stick. (i recently taught sam how to drive stick in it)that summer rocked. i turned 17 and had taken drivers ed, so after 9 PM, i was the only one of my friends who could legally drive. we had quite a little routine going, pool hall, denny's, zoobing. repeat the next night. zoobing was fun. anyone whos been to denny's in the past five years knows what a zoob is. theyre these little plastic things that click together to make dinosaurs and people and stuff. a box goes at denny's for about 3.99 plus tax. me, mark, and mark (sometimes referred to as "other mark") would drive around tonawanda and "drive-by zoob" people's houses. other mark provided the music (these were pre-radio times), mark was the zoob sniper, and i was the getaway driver. dramatic music going, we'd creep up to the house, mark would chuck a zoob (or two) onto the lawn and i'd peel out. we did this every night for about a hour. it's stupid i know, but hey, it was fun at the time. if you've ever woken up to find a zoob on your front lawn, you now know who was responsible. i also had my share of car trouble that summer. shit just wasn't working. sometimes it would fix itself when i turned the car off. some said i had elves or something that came out and worked on it. sure, whatever. as long as it runs. had to roll start it a couple of times at work. this involved me in the drivers seat, and the entire twinlo staff pushing me from behind around the drive-thru. when i got a good enough speed the car would just automatically start, and i'd have to get home before it turned off again. senior year, 1999. first day of school. there was a long line for yearbook pictures so me, mark, andy, and sam took off. mark said to follow him. i said sure. mark drove 58 mph down a 30 mph road. or so the cop said. i refuse to believe that my car ever got up to that kind of speed. anyways, he somehow managed to nab both of us. wrote us up for going 45 in a 30. what a nice guy. he actually was though, gave me some advice for my court date and all that. inspired my second film school final, "good cop, bad cop." or at least some of it, anyway. went to court, went to driving school. eh, no biggie. the next few months were cool. soccer season. i drove out to a bunch of games, despite my still radio-less dashboard and brakes that were beginning to grind and spark.then came homecoming. cardinal o'hara vs. turner carrol. our team kinda sucked (apologies to anyone who was on it, but come on, you did) so we were gonna lose. i figured we needed to keep some kind of dignity on our home field. so gina and i spent the morning building a shitty makeshift scarecrow. jeans, t-shirt, face, all stuffed with hay. halftime show started, me, the bus, couple other "floats" (actually just cars with streamers on them) do a couple laps around the field. then everyone leaves, but i stay. i get out of the car, grab the scarecrow out of the trunk, and hold it up into the air. the crowd laughs. it was pretty dumb lookin. anyway, i walk forward, and prop it up, with a little help from my friend rich. get back in the car, rev the engine rather loudly, you know, to get the crowd goin. peel out, head straight for it. a turner carrol fan thought about running in front of me, decided against it when he saw i wasn;t stopping. rich lets go at the last second and BAM! stuffing goes everywhere, the dummy is destroyed. the crowd is going wild. hooray for me. hooray for my car. what a great halftime show. i should probably mention that this is where the "mellow yellow" name comes from. while writing all over my car with makeup crayons, gina wrote the phrase "mellow yellow 2000" on the back window. partly because my car is yellow, partly because the song was stuck in her head. i dont wash the car very often, so that was written on there for quite a while. i actually think most of "2000" is still there. so the next few times i took it to the mechanic's they saw it. Me: Hi, i need to bring my car in. it's making a funny noise again.Mechanic: Name?Me: Pete McKinnyMechanic: Year and Make of the vehicle?Me: an '81 Tercel...Mechanic: Ahhhh.....Mellow Yellow....the nickname stuck. and all was good. got the radio installed in Andy's garage. got installed wrong. a few months later some wires fried and everything went crazy. that was funny. expensive, too. january 2000. new millenium, my poor car survived Y2K. i'm driving home late one night, i forget where i was coming from. the roads are all slippy and icy. light ahead turns yellow. i figure i can make it. i have to try, since if i hit the brakes i'll slide through the intersection anyways, only sideways. well i didnt make it, i ran through the red light. or at least thats what the cop said. yup, second ticket. (wait a minute...just like the guy in my movie! whoa....) i was pissed about this one. its not like i was endangering anyones life by going through a light a half-second after it went from yellow to red. ah well. friggin cops. all goes well after that. driving back and forth to niagara falls and then to buffalo. gas was still somewhat cheap back then, too. march, 2000. driving along with my good friend doug (whom i havent talked to in a while, actually) after closing night of the ohara play. we were talking about whatever, on our way to a campfire at sams house. i lose sight of my spedometer and start going wayyy too fast. or at least thats what the cop said. again. bastard! something like 52 in a 45. bunch a crap. i told the story at sams house, using the f-word like you've never heard. funny now, looking back, expensive too. cant go to driving school anymore, this one gets marked on your license. frig. now my insurance goes up.May 2000, i wash it for the first time since ive owned it (yup, almost 2 years). the occasion? prom. steph's nice enough to go with me, the least i can do is pick her up in a car thats clean. so i scrubbed, hosed, vaccuummed, i was proud with the results. probably one of the only things i did right at prom, but who cares? this livejournals about the car, not me. drove home from graduation a week later, now kindof an unofficial adult. what do i do with my newfound freedom/responsibility? i paint blue flames on the car. yup. and the look fuckin sweet. i forget who had the original idea, i think jeff. went over to his house early that morning (his birthday, actually). his dad sketched the flames on, we placed the contact paper and and spraypainted it. peeled it off and looked. holy shit. it looked even more ridiculous, but at the same time, it became that much more cooler. i started a trend (both jeff and braun's cars sport the flames now). i drove it around with pride the rest of the summer. i think it actually made it go faster. and you know the best part? ever since then the only thing the cops have gotten me for is a broken headlight. heh.the rest of that summer flew by. it ended in a parking lot of denny's, ironically the same place it pretty much started. we hacked in a circle till about 4 in the morning, drew some chalk outline under other people's cars, and took off for home. the next day, i moved out to the RIT dorms. my car moved into my grandmother's garage. every so often, on visits home, i would go over and start it, make sure she was still running. no problems at all. i missed her. one day, in script writing class, jack beck needed us to write about life experiences. i chose my three tickets. this of course was turned into my script for my final that quarter. it involved a boy who got pulled over alot and then lied to his parents about it. it was wayyyy too long, but it starred my car, which is the important part. it almost got towed (apparently you cant drive around without license plates) but it all went well. back to my grandmas garage until the summer. summer 2001. i'm back from school. first thing to do, get zipgun inspected and on the road. receive a call from the mechanic a few days later. Bad news. The axl is going. it'll last the summer, but winter snow and salt will destroy it. to replace it will cost about 800 bucks, which is 300 more than what i bought it for. mellow yellow is dying, and i cant afford to fix her. for 200, they got her to work for the summer, which is great. just like old times, tooling around with the windows down and loud music killing my ear drums. pressure from my parents has me looking for a replacement, though. it was hard. zipguns got some big shoes to fill. i couldnt just get any car, but i also couldnt afford much either. about a week ago, i found it. a 95 pontiac sunfire. 5 speed. very nice, very sleek. i liked it, but i wasnt too sure. could i ever like this car enough? i dont know. i finally made a decision and bought it. right now its just a nice car that i own. soon i hope to personalize it and make it mine. i'm still unsure about more flames. time for something new and different, maybe. but yeah, its mine, and its on the road tomorrow. so whats to become of the legendary Mellow Yellow? tomorrow i drive to Holler-Grapes and switch the insurance over. then i drive to my grandmothers and park her in the garage. i'll take off the plates say goodbye to my good friend of two and a half years. i'll shut the door and go off to pick up the new one. i dunno what i'm gonna do with her. some say i should sell her. others say i should give her to my brother, but he doesnt sound interested, especially since the axl's going. maybe i'll keep her there till i'm rich and can bring her back, kinda like how dying millionaires cryongenically freeze themselves until a cure is found. maybe i'll sell it to some deserving young kid who has the money right now to fix it. nahh, i'll probably blow it up in a movie.yeah, that'll be sweet, it'll be an evil clown car or something, and at the end it can crash and burn or have a car bomb in it or....heh, i'm rambling. there's probably laws against that anyway. well, i think that's it. the legend ends tonight. if i forgot any mellow yellow memories, feel free to comment to me about em, i'll add them to the journal. until then, thanks for reading my big long story, or at least scrolling down all the way to the bottom. adios,pete"goodnight sweet Mellow Yellow, and may a flock of angels sing thee to thy rest." - William Shakespeare | | Friday, January 23rd, 2009 | | 6:15 am |
.....and I'm back
well helloi don't even know the last time i updated this thing. i never get online anymore.anyways, i went to florida last weekend. that was pretty cool. weather-wise, it rained alot, but that alright cause florida has some kick ass lightning storms. friday night we had this big get together, meet the family sort of thing. oh yeah, i forgot to mention that this is a family reunion. but not just aunts and uncles family. like, i met grandchildren of my grandma's second cousins. thats how big a deal this was. more than half of them were from france, and couldnt speak any english. good food, though. saturday night was kindof like a big family prom. we all dressed up nice, went to a swanky restaurant, ate some food, and then the dj played dancing songs while everybody got jiggy with it. i don't get very jiggy, so i opted to film the whole ordeal with my camcorder. it was nice to be there in the middle of everyone without having to shake like a moron. if only my real prom had been that easy. that was a good time. sunday night was the big goodbye bbq. had some chicken, had some beer. i learned that i have some really cool cousins, and i got a little plastered with them. the highlight of my trip though, i think, was me showing my final film to all my relatives. try and imagine "night of the peeps" with an audience of hyperactive 8 year olds and drunk old people who dont speak english. it was interesting to say the least:Robin (4 year old cousin): are you the one who made the scary movie with the chickens?Me: yeah, did you like it?Robin: I dunno, gramma was covering my eyes the whole time.heh. i liked that. other than that, the trip was pretty normal. i had fun. too bad it took me so long to loosen up and enjoy myself. oh well.i saw "magnolia" the other night. interesting movie. ive kinda wanted to see it since it came out, but never got the chance. ive heard two reviews from friends before i saw it:Adam: Yo, this movie will change your life, bro. It is the best movie I've ever seen, you won't believe it. Awesome. You need to see it.Jeff B: That movie sucks. Its very long, and very stupid. After about twenty minutes, you want to turn it off. It sucks. I hate it. So I watched it. I liked it. It's one of those movies where there's a bunch of different story lines that cross back and forth and tie together and stuff. very well made, kinda long, the ending's really really funny (but then again i have a sick sense of humor). some people might think its a little disturbing, but heh, after watching "happiness" i have quite a tolerance for fucked up movies. maybe i'll buy the dvd.what else did i see? oh yeah, "the score." really cool. not like, amazing. the plots alright, almost forgettable, but friggin robert de niro and edward norton are awesome in it. brando's good too, even though he seemed a bit crazy. ah well. i guess i recommend you see it, be it the regal, the dollar theater, or whatever. heh, listen to me, i sound like a film critic. no! bad bad! well, i've got other things to do. 'night.and yeah, this got posted twice kinda. i don't care though. so there. | | Thursday, January 22nd, 2009 | | 2:04 am |
.....and I'm back
well helloi don't even know the last time i updated this thing. i never get online anymore.anyways, i went to florida last weekend. that was pretty cool. weather-wise, it rained alot, but that alright cause florida has some kick ass lightning storms. friday night we had this big get together, meet the family sort of thing. oh yeah, i forgot to mention that this is a family reunion. but not just aunts and uncles family. like, i met grandchildren of my grandma's second cousins. thats how big a deal this was. more than half of them were from france, and couldnt speak any english. good food, though. saturday night was kindof like a big family prom. we all dressed up nice, went to a swanky restaurant, ate some food, and then the dj played dancing songs while everybody got jiggy with it. i don't get very jiggy, so i opted to film the whole ordeal with my camcorder. it was nice to be there in the middle of everyone without having to shake like a moron. if only my real prom had been that easy. that was a good time. sunday night was the big goodbye bbq. had some chicken, had some beer. i learned that i have some really cool cousins, and i got a little plastered with them. the highlight of my trip though, i think, was me showing my final film to all my relatives. try and imagine "night of the peeps" with an audience of hyperactive 8 year olds and drunk old people who dont speak english. it was interesting to say the least:Robin (4 year old cousin): are you the one who made the scary movie with the chickens?Me: yeah, did you like it?Robin: I dunno, gramma was covering my eyes the whole time.heh. i liked that. other than that, the trip was pretty normal. i had fun. too bad it took me so long to loosen up and enjoy myself. oh well.i saw magnolia the other night. interesting movie. ive kinda wanted to see it since it came out, but never got the chance. ive heard two reviews from friends before i saw it:Adam: Yo, this movie will change your life, bro. It is the best movie I've ever seen, you won't believe it. Awesome. You need to see it.Jeff B: That movie sucks. Its very long, and very stupid. After about twenty minutes, you want to turn it off. It sucks. I hate it. So I watched it. I liked it. It's one of those movies where there's a bunch of different story lines that cross back and forth and tie together and stuff. very well made, kinda long, the ending's really really funny (but then again i have a sick sense of humor). some people might think its a little disturbing, but heh, after watching "happiness" i have quite a tolerance for fucked up movies. maybe i'll buy the dvd. | | Wednesday, January 21st, 2009 | | 12:04 am |
P.S.
you probably think i'm an idiot, cause i post the same thing three or four times. well you're wrong. i do that on purpose just to piss you off. :) | | Saturday, January 17th, 2009 | | 2:55 pm |
Canal! Woo!
hello.i went to canal fest today for the first time in a couple of years. it was actually a good time. my low expectations at work again. the past couple of years i've been calling it "trash fest" just cause of the amount of stupid kids that litter it. went with gina, mike, and franz, and actually had a good time. franz helped point out that stuff like this doesnt happen everywhere, and i hear it was alot more fun than italian fest last week. so yeah. we walked around. there was an awful lot of half naked jailbait, though. not sure why girls didn't look like that when i was their age. ah well. the polish food booth was hella good (sausage and pierogies.......) but the ice cream and weird ass fries weren't. met up with pat, andy, and jon and talked of old times. apparently, they like to go to canada too. we'll have to do that after i get back from florida.work sucks now. they fire one guy, and another one quits. so now its me and three other employees. its gonna be fun asking for days off in august.me: hi boss. can i have the day off?boss: sure thing! let's just see who can fill in for you....oh wait, theyre all already working that day! sorry! guess you cant go camping or to the state fair or to darien lake or to move into your apartment or anything sorry!me: well son of a bitch!damn.nothing much else is going on. just an extra note. i have this paranoia that if i IM people, they'll be busy or something and will get pissed off. so i dont regularly IM out. if you IM me i'll talk to ya, but don't get insulted or anything if i don't IM you. or something. i'm going to bed. big long day of beer tomorrow, with no breaks. (serving it to others, not drinking) night all. | | Thursday, January 15th, 2009 | | 7:54 am |
fuck da police
wow. people actually read this thing. i guess i need to watch what i say. so what have i done in a week? nothing, really. got pulled over for having a headlight out. i guess thats the new excuse for pulling over teenagers who "might" be drunk. so yeah, i cant just fix my light. no. i have to show it to a police officer. the guy who pulled me over said i can go see any cop to get it inspected. so i went to see my local cop. he told me i had to go to the same town i got pulled over in. so i called that town. they said i could go see any cop. so i went back to my local police department. the guy said he could inspect me, but i needed to show him the ticket that was given to me. apparently i need to prove that my headlight was broken before i can prove that it's fixed. i might be trying to swindle a free headlight inspection or something. so i tear apart my house looking for the ticket. found it. take it back. cop inspects all of my lights. calls me a liar, telling me my ticket was for a volkswagen. my ticket is for my toyota. he lets me go anyway. but i'm still not done. tomorrow i go back to the place where i originally got my ticket, prove that i got pulled over, and then prove that it has since been fixed. all because i was driving around at 4:30 in the morning and some bored cop assumed i was drunk.so yeah. fuck da police.havent seen any new movies. havent done much of anything. got a new pager. (716) 619-6962. page me. wow, lots of people iming me. must be cause its sunday. i dunno. i'll leave you alone now. heh.buh-bye. |
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