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Rock on Quonset huts and the people that made them.

Today wasn’t a 4/20/99 Rock on Columbine. Instead it was a Rock on Red Lake, Minnesota. 100 clicks from the border c/o the CBC. Pretty good shot from the reports I heard. 8 dead, 14 wounded and only 20 shots fired. Pretty good shot, plus of course he got the Kirk Cobain to the mullet. And he was Native too, eh. Sorta like the 20 bus waiting at Commercial after the Pow-wow comes out at the Hastings totem pole there. Woah, but then again the social housing for natives is pretty insane in the Grandview/Woodlands district of East Van. Rock on East Van. No shit, at least the lesbian cops are cracking down on them. Today I saw the lesbian beat patrol giving the Native boy, Bobby and then there’s crack whore April, native lovers, getting in shit. Fucking eh. I told that to Ms. Cop muncher about shite going to hell here after I had to talk to her after Jaywalking to make it to the Liquor store before BS 9pm closing time.. Weed is fine. Weird huh how spoon man ain’t around no more, at least much. Rock is bullshit in your neighbourhood unless you live in Surrey or downtown. Rock is great for the suburbs. Ain’t just pedophiles, transients and idiots walking around, you got cracker jack monkeys too. Fuckin’ eh. But of course all the Benzes looking like WTF is going on. But then again they always do that if you can see their eyes or if their eyes work.

But yeah Quonsets, rock. There were built for the WWII effort. Easy storage and unique too. Plus close on RR 335 for like 03/03/05, James Roszko knew how to rock it up with bullets. Or at least be the redneck American wannbe called Albertan. Rock on buddy and your 308 full automatic rifle. Plus he had a semi automatic hand gun and another long barreled weapon over his shoulder, probably the Kirk Cobain special. AKA the shotgun to the head. Fucking eh. The shot makes some nice art of your brain matter. James did that. Only 45 or whatever. Who really gives a shit. He’s an infamous cop killer. Better you than me. Of course. Ain’t the Mein Kampf mentality that the 4/20/89 of the 19^th century wrote. He said of course you have to die for your cause. Well so did a nice generation of the Aryan race trying to defeat the Commiebastard Stalingrad insane Winter. Weird same in Deutsch and English, Winter, Sommer not summer. But back to James.

Not bad did 4 in eh. You sorta gotta like look through that in since its like fucking buttfuck redneck Alberta, eh. Way to go man. I remember going to a family thing close to there and seeing a Confederate flag, the Dixie from the Duke boys had it on top of the Charger, right beside the highway at the entry to the house. That’s beautiful. Why? Why not? Even better question. Why is Hongcouver called that? Hmmm…

Guns are great. They don’t kill. Just like drugs don’t kill. It’s the person that’s doing the shite behind it. That’s the best part. We can’t hurt others for whatever reason. But then again I’ld probably be braindead, let alone brain matter on the ground when I’m dead. It is the way things are.

People get killed for a reason. Try to fuck around with other people’s bullshit is pretty well a lost cause. If I had my way I’ld do some crazy MF shite, that don’t make sense. Sorta like me rambling and rambling like forever.

Some famous mother bred sons happy with guns. James Roszko, The snipers in DC rocking on to Killarmy, 4/20/99, Rock on Taber, AB school kids, probably like 10 different Americans daily. I can’t really think. Well that’s a surprise. Weird huh, 9/11 Rocked on with boxcuters, or so they say so we are lead to believe.

OK W. like I trust anything you say, since you can’t really say anything of meaning.

That’s a good one.

Rock on dead Iraqis, Rock on dead soldiers from Brooklyn, rock on dead Americans. Rock on. Everything should rock on. Just rock on. Rock on man. Rock on dead oil war soldiers called marines now not the infantry trench WWI people matter to perpetuate the slow progress, which wasn’t any at all. Well Hitler got wounded during I. Verhaftet, like in jail, by 23 or something. Wrote some nasty shit, came out and Rocked on until he attacked those evil Commies. They're still fucked, but Putin has a brain compared to W. But then again my feces at least can say it stinks, W. just ~!!.

‘Tis the day.

Proud to be green. Fucking Happy New Year for Yes I Am an alcoholic. Don't like it well fuck you. Holy shit. Its finally here. There are only 2 days of the year worth anything and this is one. God bless the drunks. Barney Gumbel, born 4/20/Simpsons Why do Islands make the craziest drunks. Rock on St. Johns. Rock on Dublin. Dublin is the most drunk city I have ever seen, more than Oktoberfest, but then again I was hammered and got woken up by the modern day SS crew in the Munich Bahnhof with machine guns and dogs. Of course the dogs were German Sheppards. But for me not being completed hammered sleeping under a bridge, on the side of the road, on the grass, passed out on the grass with roadrash on my face and sleeping in a puke pillow not smoking shit through brillo, that generally helps the upchuckfest from like festering away. Tja was geht hier Loß. Nein. Ach So. Links Zwo Drei Vier … 9 I’ve never seen so many drunks stumbling around every weekday as Dublin. Nowhere. Been all over the real world of the western Hemisphere. Even got to get a picture of Billy Clinton. Saw Ms. Not BJ Monica go by in USA2. Then I flew back to Amsterdam got really stoned and sick. Then back to Hongcouver and holy shit was it every a fucking trip after 8 month European stoned, drunk, fun, insane tour but sorta like life in a ‘real’ country for the aspect of being able to get drugs and beer with no problems at all. Plus you look like most people, well sorta, not like NigNog.

There are many days of the year that are statutory holidays. But the only 2 that aren’t paid of holidays. Mondays have zwo, but that’s not it. (Fascist and terrorists are responsible for the violence… c/o KMFM … riff stolen from Angel of Death, Monarch to the kingdom of the dead) No it ain’t some nice day like the long weekend you can get extra drunk and feel like totally Mr. Pukeup large. I think I’ll puke in the trunk, or hopefully not on myself. That’s summer time, driving time to go enjoy the nature I destroy ever day. Weird how a nice day wants you want to go for a drive and find horses you want to feed carrots and then fuck up the nostrils. God bless Squamish horse. Hopefully you made god Alpo. We’ll treat number Zwo better. He like carrots. Why the long face horse.

How many stats are there in the North American realm of reality. New years, Presidents Day, Martin Day, Family Day (RIP redneck Albertan fucking cop killer dude outside Mayerthorpe on your ¼ section. RR 425.), Good Friday, Easter, Victoria Day, Cannabis Day, Rock on the 4^th (and of course Chicago), BC Day, Labour/Labor Day, Thanksgiving, Remembrance Day and of course the recurring cycle of HS Xmas. X it up man.

Few days are of note though, there are a few Eves. Like Xmas and New Years. The only zwo. Warum? Why in Deutsch, like Nein = No, and 9 (nine) = neun. All around the most annoying time of year. Be happy to be Alive. Like how many people have died before 30 that were rich mother rock stars. At least Hunter S. Thompson went out with a bang probably stoned on a 20 paper joint of AAA. Rock on Nirvana. Rock on guns. Rock on bullet to the head. You braindead, you want a bullet in the head.

Then there are the 2 good days of the year we should all have off since it’s the real day to be happy to be alive. Well of course it ain’t 9/11, 12/25, 11/11, 1/1,.

A little quiz if my brain works. Both months are numbers. One is the factor of the other. You can buy beer in half a plastic container of what they come in. One side is full the other is empty. The other is that number by three and how many thumbs you have if you eat one after you had lots of goat.cx fun with it. That one is not in the April, June, September and November rhyming little thing, and it ain’t Zwo. Key there is like its like the rest of those eh, but something special about it compared to those like the others don’t go that far.

Well the other of course is St. Patrick’s Day. Patrick is a really strange name. But fucking eh, booze, booze, booze. Especially beer. Guiness is strange. How that head on it works. But to each their own. (sp?) I loved Ireland. Fucking kick ass on Joly Ole England like a million times over. English are happy for what reason. I do not understand and I do understand English and do not eat rice. What is rice? Well my puke sorta looks like rice. Ain’t that a pity.

St. Patrick’s Day. Green is the colour. Beer is the beverage. ‘Tis a day to have a pint or a few more than one.

I know I will.

Suburban culture

I think that is an oxymoron. However there is something that you can see if you look beyond the parking lot, vainess, 'narcissism' (eg. car improvements, spoiler = chinese, boom box = retarded kid living at home, BMW = chinese; well pretty well all Fahrvernügen except for VW since they are 'cheap' cars, neon lights = Baligandu or wanna be Eminen losers cause he's like real. OK retard, and what is like the last time you walked somewhere that wasn't too and fro the car. But that's a good thought to expand on.) , drive thrus, road rage, pedestrian? (I'm not in the mall), bicycles? (Get the fuck out of my way. )

It seems to always come back to the great invention over a hundred years ago, called the automobile. And the basic technolgy didn't change really at all still nice internal combustion engine. Just like every city looks good with the brown air that means progress. But it is caused by these people that live on the edges/suburbs/fringe of the city. But then they travel overseas and say they are from Hongcouver, not Surrey, Delta, Langley, Coqutilam, Willie's pig farm (funny the suburban sprawl is eating it up, I guess sorta like his piggie did to the whores from the EastSide.), etc. I remember going to Vegas. Driving, not flying like all the fucking losers that go there. We visited the Red Rock park too, probably like .0009 % of the tourists go there, well of those that drive probably like 24%. Only took about 24 hours to drive down the I-5, turn off somewhere, go by Edwards Air Force base with windmills all before, Baker and then you're there. Border of Nevada, the land of nothingness, but then again the dream of the 'American dream' can be had here, like that happens only .009% of the time if that. Its a corporation that cares about the bottom line not the hoards that come flocking except for taking there money and the people don't even get any benefits unless they lose lots of that important man made thing call money for their casino time. But we were miles away probably 30 or so and we could see our destination come in the horizon defined by the great progress word called smog. (Just like coming back into Hongcouver area around Chilliwack coming westbound from Hope, just before you hit Anis road, Lickman is the westside, you see the niceness of what you are pertuating. Or even worse from the local hills when there is a 'nice' day. Fuck this year sucked cock large. No fucking snow at all. Well green runs. That's just garbage. They all need to get snow machines, so for the 2 weeks of winter time in town we can board down Slash.) Its flat as fuck out there, maybe the desert is the reason why. After Baker there were a few rolling hills and patrol cars. But everyone was driving 80 or so eventhough I think the limit was 60 maybe 65. Fuck I hate cars, but you need one to get to Whistler to HOTBOX the gondola because for some retarded reason you get kicked off the Greyhound for drinking, but in the G-4 of Europe (well maybe not the UK, their fucked. What a pity!) you can drink on the transit bus. But rule number 9, is not my rule. Fuck I could never ride then. On both mountains they have a lift that has all the rules, one per pole going up. Plus they have them in other places too. Number 1 Ski/Ride with care. But 9 is evil, You are not to use the lifts or terrain under the influence of alcohol or drugs. Well I agree with booze, that don't work with boarding except if you want to injure yourself real good or maybe be lucky and die).

I got sidetracked when I talked about Vegas. That's a place that is either/or opinion. You aren't really indifferent to it, its either amazing or just fucked. I think its completely fucked up. My thoughts are relating to the real world, whatever real and normal means. The entire premise of the city is based on dreams, just like the lottery. Its like a lego land. I'll give it one thing though, its something to see. No shit about that. Its so plastic it makes Actors and waiteresses seem like important jobs on par with nurses and firefighters. Many of the later died 9.11.01 RIP. Rock on Brooklyn. But the entire premise is based on taking money away from fucks. I saw dozens win the $1000 dollar video poker. I actually got a bit addicted to that. You can put 20 down and generally come back with 50 or 60 within 1/2 hour or so. The dollar slots aren't as nice to payout. Free booze, isn't really to my liking to the way the serve it there probably since I'm not a big spender and drink beer not some fucking Yaletown goat.cx Martini. (Holy shit does my shit stink, I just dumped a load and its festering now.) Its more fake than LA. I think that says a lot. (Reverand, reverand is this some conspiracy. Live now on KNAC.com, probably the only good thing from LA at 5:52am) . The basis of Hollywood, is BS. Completely, no shame about it. Vegas is that even worse. Of course nobody is from there. (Hongcouver is bad for that too, no shit hence like the god damn name.) The majority of the jobs are based on the cash economy as in tips. Lots of BS jobs there serving the public, let alone the whores serving up blow jobs at a buck a cumshot. The public are idiots though, including that couple from St. Paul MN, those faggots from buttfuck Georgia, Antwoin and Latesha from Chicago, let alone the fucks flying down from Surrey on Air Miles like Stinkboy # 2. There is nothing real there. Half the shows are based on magic, I remember seeing that guy that doesn't talk during the show and the fat tall dude, well not that fat. Penn & Teller. So never been to Europe, come see some 'culture' in Vegas. The Eiffel Tower is there, the cANALs of Venice, some European Art and of course NYNY but that's America, but NY (Never been there but I know from nypost.com.) has like the feel of a real city like Berlin. Rock on Berlin. (Gotta do that soon). But you get the cumshot vacations just like Pissler here in BC. At least Pissler has something to offer beside the voidness of the village Aspen utopia a mountain, hopefully when you get there they got some fresh, but 2005 is a bad bet. Why not save the vacation days for a 3 weeks spend double the airfare, and your gambling money on trains to see the real shit in the continent that made North America the envy of the world. Just ask Mohammed Atta about that.

Back to the suburbs and culture. Vegas is a great sense of city for these people. Its probalby the only time they did that much walking in the last 4 months. Wow walking is a foreign word. My parents are still out there and I saw some fat bitch drive 2 houses down, maybe 200 feet, to the mailbox go 4 steps and go back. Holy shit. Like I always say in the Georgia Straight best of Vancouver list weirdest place to take tourists, Surrey, but I always put Wreck beach on the must see list eventhough I'm not gay and am not really found of seeing shtiloads of penises flopping around and disgusting bush gone to hell, like unshaven haven there. But there's just a nice karma to the place. Good to put back in the carland. Karma of what. Well sorta close, got kar, but it should be car. Sure getting BJs and fucking in the backseat are fun. But then you need to leave. Culture comes to the locality of the voidland. There will be a shopping district somewhere around. A small one, which tells you whassup with the racial makeup of the area, looking at the signs and seeing the chickenscratch of some fucking Asian invasion country. Then there are the supercentre areas. That's just really sad. Here's a few classic examples in Surrey, Guildford (sorta like a tit, with the mall being the nipple surrounded by the implant of the parking lot with a few herpes warts on the edge), Scott Road past Donegals and the 50's biker cafe place actually Zapone's garage is still there at 96th, Willowbrook(Langely sorry), King George around the Ozone, King Geoge between Gateway and King George skytrain.

Its the same anywhere you go in the States and Canada when you get close to a big city, you run into the suburbs. Pretty well the only reason you ever stop there is for gas and beer. If you are down south or in Tabernac Quebec you can get both with one stop.

Attitude is another question. These people are so sheltered its fucked. Just looking at some dudes girlfriends ass could get you shot. The young fucks still living under mommy's tit are the worst. They think they are shit, but sleep in the room next to mom and dad if they have both of them. Get out in the real world and see what's going on. You need to travel to broaden your horizens. Go to Europe, then you'll realize that cars are fucked. I think if you come back with anything besides, holy shit they have live sex shows and whore houses every in Europe, you'll have some understanding. It's like a crazy incarnation of cloning Eminem. Yeah yeah suburb it up nigger. Like totally nig it up suburbanboy. I don't get it. Get a real understanding before you pass judgement.

Maybe because I'm old like 32 I'm fucked up and have prejidices. But you learn something every day as that old axiom goes. Its hard to remember the exact days, but you learnt to do many different things along this passage of your life. From walking, talking, riding a bike, tuning the radio, playing DVDs, letting the fingers do the talking, sports (if you had a nice upbringing with that one it seems), not shitting yourself, how to roll a joint, bottle tokes, burning brillo, taking back empties, cleaning the toilet, washing dishes by hand, showering, buying groceries (or go to the bakery, deli, fruit stand since momma don't do that for you anymore since she's dead) and the list could go on and on and on. See nothing relates to the reality of the 'neccisity' of the car.

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EA is bullshit, so is your life.

Wow man big deal. You want to be cool, like American Idol is big for whatever reason. That's why you want to be the backup goalie face in NHL 2006. OH ahhh, like everyone give a big ohhh to them. Sure we all want to live the Rock 'n Roll lifestyle. Fucking eh, but they just get too fucked up and end up dead real quick. That's excellent. Die in their prime not fester away till you're old and haggard. Well for chicks that starts really early but I digress there, like before 30 for some. The neck lines appear and then the necklaces appear to hide the necklines and fuck its like Hagala Martin live on Chopper 9. NEIN. Fuck just imagine the sundial of the protruding lips too, but I totally digress.

You get the fringe benefits of working on a 'suburban tech campus'. OK wow, lets be like Billy in Redmond. Make a place you never need to leave, ever. Your work is your job. That's nice. Of course we all need to work to keep the Walmart, Starbucks, drive thrus, Asian Invasion, W. retarded foreign policy, status quo or whatever the fuck it should be called going. Because progress is good. Progress is good. Progress is good. Sehnsucht ist so grausam. But you gotta like think a bit about what the fuck you are doing. Its not like we all are lemmings. Tell that to everyone stuck on the freeway stuck in traffic, HOTBOX is all I gotta say but you can't really do that going to work, on the Mootrain, bus or whatever they take to work since they live so far away. Then those that take the public transportation to work need to wash up once they get to work since all the other lemmings are so dirty. So there are a few campuses in towns that make it through the dot bomb, namely EA and MS BS, fuck I hate Seattle. (Nirvana rocks though, went out with a bang and splat too. The I-5 is a joke. Nice from Marijuana to Marihuana, Surrey to Tijuana. Right through downtown, nice. only 6 lanes each way and bumper to bumper all the time. Turnoffs left right and centre. Hahahahah but the joke is on you now, a few decades after the Interstate building its all falling apart. But nobody wants to pay for it. I pay for gas you say and then like uh but don't breathe it except when you do the weekly fill up. Too bad it don't get recycled, but that's called carbon monoxide poisoning. Lalalalalalalalaland was the start of the crazy freeway expansion, way before my time, before I was even a zygote there Mr. China or dumbass redneck American Montanian with the shotgun and shite. But those ones are bigots too. Oh yeah fucking Seattle. Smoked crack before MetallicA because Lars and Kirk were too busy 69in' each other too drive up to Hongcouver. That park sorta like crack park in town here. Weird their old part of town with that corner by the stadium is like Gastown. Then a little walk away like 4 blocks or so is junkie park. Just like fuck pretty well all of East Hastings is till the rail overpass by Raycam welfare projects there.)

Anyways bitching about your job. That's nice. Especially in the computer software industry. That's just beautiful. Especially now that lots of the jobs are going to Balligandu and Chink lands. Fuck they can program, but English. That's a little much to ask, I know. Well at least for tech support its somewhat OK, but not really. Fucking rice eating cheap fucking bastards, making Walmart billions upon billions per month, taking my job away so I got to work for that fucking bullshit company. As if I would, more like Timothy McVeigh it. But would probably only get some cows, asphalt, cars and probably about 10 really fat chicks with fried chicken in one hand and 3 kids on each shoulder and the other arm.

I read this thing on sfgate.com about EA's work policy. Wow, the guy that got hired there and his stupid fucking bitch wife, who don't like it up the hoop (can't get pregnant, plus its tighter, well generally but not in her case 'cause your daddy treated you to a little trick every month on the 9th., but of course up the brown eye, cause you don't want to have a kid where you are the father, grandfather but then again you could be president of the US if you born in some buttuck state) Its a known fact that game shops are insane to work at. Sure you get a few fringe benefits. EA is a stockholder run company, and Christmas is the boon of the year. 100 hour work weeks. What a shame. You choose you're job. Like even in you're interview, they ask you how you feel about working long hours. First impression and they let you know wassup? OK bitch. Verstehst? NEIN. I even had an interview there after getting fired from my first 3 jobs for drinking at lunch. (Can't really drink and think, you may think so, but it don't work. Let alone smoke weed or crack and heading back to work. That's even worse of a nightmare. Office environment is so sterile its annoying. God bless the web but can't surf porn at work if you don't have your own office. )

The computer industry is very odd. It doesn't really make sense at all. But it is behind pretty well everything you do everyday except for breathing, farting and puking. ATMs, gas stations, cars need a computer to analyze it, wherever you look pretty well, electricity for your grow show since Hydro lines controlled by them evil things. At SFU, severly foreign university, or UBC, University of a billion Chinks, they are they majority in comp sci. They can spin their pens nice, but all have glasses. Wow great, I need some too now from staring at radiation for a long long time since the Commodore 64 and Vic 20, Apple II green monochrome days. Evolution was fun game on the IIe. I've been in a few different jobs. This one I've had for a while, like years, most others were like under 24 months or so. Cool you want to Net it up, not nig it up, Net it up man. Like Google it, Mapquest it, dictionary.com it, dict.leo.org (Faust in die Fotze), etc...

Then you get all the rusty boat people coming in. The foreigners stink. They stink. Why? Why? Why run the risk, even Steve McGarrett is saying that. Very Interesting. Foreigners can nig it up with MS. But eat and other things nice. My major pet peeve is their ignorance. No need to become '-Canadian' since they have what they are at the beginning. Plus they don't need to 'learn' what the whites do lest there be like the language of the street signs and what most people here uhmm speak eh. (Like the Mayerthorpe interviews of the locals, nothing but a Hitler dream to be seen. Weird huh, not Hongcouver, buttfuck Alberta, but then again everywhere has buttfuckvilles free of the non-Europeans, even Arizona, Deustchland, Scottland or wherever well of course except Asia and Africa. Like why would you want to go there, when all the people want to come here, so you can only assume it really really sucks large. Small towns are fucked. I love the city for the annonimity, drugs, whores, and liberal cops since they are screwed to fight the big picture.) They stink, are rude and abnoxious and of course if you eat rice, you should be at the modern day Auschwitz at the Balmoral. Just ask Big Dennis. He'll of course ask you for a loonie or more.