On The Internet

There are things on the Internet that I have seen. Some of them I don't feel are valuable enough to take up space in my brain, but I have seen them.. Perhaps you should too!

The 65 Sketchiest Easter Bunnies

Ugliest Tattoos (The Gallery of Regret)
I'll admit, I do become a bit of a dick when I see people with stupid tattoos. Just for entertainment, really! To each their own.

The Best of Craigslist
Careful, this is a time suck. I mean, it'll drain your clock. Check this one specifically. It's actually very tasteful.

Anyway, I think that is enough for now. I save these things in my google reader account and will probably post more at a later date.

- Posted from my iPad.

Watch this Crap

Once again Chris and I got up to some extremely retarded music making last night. This time it is complete with a music video! So, without any further explanation, i present...

Dirty South Mouth by Round Eye Round Up.

PSA - The Verizon iPhone

I just wanted to put this out there in the world for my fellow tech enthusiasts and technologically challenged alike.

IF VERIZON GETS THE IPHONE, YOU WILL NOT (that's 'NOT') BE ABLE TO USE YOUR AT&T IPHONE AND JUST "SWITCH OVER".

So if you or someone you know has said "as soon as verizon gets the iPhone, I'm switching." then be prepared to BUY A NEW ONE!

I can't say this and be 100% sure about it, I am however 95% sure. Hey, maybe verizon will offer a trade in program? Or maybe they'll magically switch to the same cellular tech used by the current iPhone (yeah, right).

Just saying...

- Jonathan (via iPhone)

New Year, Old Post

Well hello there people of the future! I am contacting you from the year 2011 to relate an old post of mine from 2005. I was looking thru some of my old blog posts and came across this nugget of wonderosity (not a real word). First a little backstory..

My old band played a show at a venue for the first time in a year or so and this is the response we got:

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We got setup on-stage and all that mess. and let me tell ya this. When we first got to the club and went in, i could tell right from the first glance around the room that the current crowd would either hate us or think "eh.. they are alright". New age punks are no punks at all! Im not sure half of them knew what the word Anarchy means. You know, the punk motto?! Fine, whatever...

It has been almost a year since we last played. And the announcer over the PA said that. Which leads me to the most honest response to my music i have ever had.

Right before the last song.

Announcer: "Maybe they will come back and play in a year..."

Anonymous Moron: "Make it TWO!"

HAHAHAHA! now that is funny! Seriously...

Down to the dirty details -

The morons that didnt like us (which is fine by me, i would prefer if they did not show up to my shows:). Were actually in the next band after us!

This is a list of complaints that i have compiled that the Moron band had against us.

1. "The bass player isnt good, he thinks he is the shit."
2. "The singer isnt good, but he acts like he is."
3. "The drummer sucks, but he pretends to be good."
4. "The guitar player is flashy and he sucks"
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I just happened to read that and I found it to be hilarious, i will probably be the only one... I actually remember over-hearing the conversation about the guitar player being flashy. I don't think anyone has ever thought i was a FLASHY guitar player?! Well, except for that guy...

Anyway, I guess i am done regurgitating bloggings, fare well!

Last Post for 2010

Well, i don't really have much to say other than have a happy and safe new year's eve. I am looking forward to 2011 quite a bit, in fact, i am probably more enthused about this next year than i have been in several! I've got an album worth of tunes that'll be coming out sometime in the next few months as well as some other ideas that i will surely divulge eventually.

Anyway, see ya next year folks!

-jonathan

Some Music to See (hear?)

So, yeah. I am pretty much in love with Nicole Atkins and this song only enhances that.



- jonathan.

An Excerpt From A Story

So I have been slowly, very slowly writing an as of yet unnamed short story. I suppose it's a bit of a scifi/crime sort of thing. Anyway, I was just going over some of it and thought I'd share a small bit from the early part of the story.

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"Stop driving so damn fast Franky!", Will was nervously bellowing.

"You gotta relax man, there ain't no other cars out here." he replied as if he was in total control of the situation, which of course, he was not. "We gotta get over to The Dean's house as soon as possible, that's ASAP bro! You know he's gonna be fucking pissed if we aren't the in time for this big meeting."

"I still don't get it man, why are we going? What the hell is the meeting for anyway?" Will was trailing off to just barely a mumble towards the end.

"I don't know, but I do know if The Dean wants us to be there, we will be there! This is heavy shit" Franky explained so nebulously.

Franky Benson is for lack of a better term, a moron. He wasn't always this way, after spending the vast majority of his teenage years and early twenties snorting anything he could find and smoking everything else. Well, he had become, a burnout. He speaks with that kind of silly accent that people try to do when impersonating Keanu Reaves ala Point Break. For the most part though, he was a good guy. At least that's what everybody would say about him later when he wasn't much of a guy at all anymore.

Will, well, what ever his last name is. Will on the other hand was a bright kind of person. Spent most of his days learning and trying to improve himself, just like a proper human being. His one downfall was having a dirtbag friend like Franky. He grew up in a farm town outside of Fort Smith, Arkansas. Managed to escape the small town maelstrom and went straight south to Dallas. There he worked in a few IT positions and ran the occasional mule up from the Mexican border, though he never mule'd himself. The most interesting thing about Will Whatever is what happened to him after the last time we heard about him.

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Enviado desde mi iPad, cabrón.