Whitechapel - Saturday Night Open Mic

Whitechapel - Saturday Night Open Mic Wed, 19 Jun 2013 10:05:19 -0700 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/ Lussumo Vanilla 1.1.4 & Feed Publisher Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9357#Comment_9357 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9357#Comment_9357 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 15:22:18 -0800 warrenellis Saturday Night Open Mic is a tradition from my LiveJournal that I'm moving over here

Saturday Night Open Mic is your judgement-free space for any and all of you to just vent, get stuff out of your head and otherwise experience special Internet Catharsis. Screaming into a well, 21C-style.

Tell me about your week. Tell me what you hate, tell me what you love, tell me what's pissing you off, tell me what's broken about the world, tell me what you want. Tell me how you plan to change everything, tell me what you're building in your basement, or, hell, just dance or play a tune, I don't care.

Speak to me now. I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere.

-- W ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9360#Comment_9360 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9360#Comment_9360 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 15:46:24 -0800 Matthew Sheret
I've been thinking about home photography and Polaroids' more specifically as part of the start of your 'burst culture', and how it initiated today's 'total' history/the democratisation of history making... Nothing concrete, just ideas. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9364#Comment_9364 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9364#Comment_9364 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 15:54:13 -0800 Mark Sweeney
Trying to get the last of work done by OMG am tonight so I can travel tomorrow to Vancouver Island to see in-laws and friends, then traveling back Christmas eve so my wife can get some sleep before working a 12-hour shift Christmas Day. As they have a Christmas dinner where she works, there's not much point in me cooking a Christmas dinner, and I sure as hell don't want turkey leftovers for the next three weeks as it's just the two of us and you can't find anything less than a 17-lb turkey.

Maybe it's just me, but as I get older, I loathe this "season" more and more.

Perhaps things will look a little brighter tomorrow when I'm spending time with friends and in-laws. If not, I'll just have to settle for getting drunk and strangling Christmas carolers until they all sound like castrated versions of Alvin and the Chipmunks.

For the new year.... my plans are to spend less time working, and more time on other things, like writing, poker, and getting out into the real world more... or at least to downtown Vancouver and hang out with some other colorists I know (Dave McCaig, Nathan Fairburn).

I need a haircut. My "Grizzly Adams" look is more "Grisly Adams" but I just don't have time to battle crowds to find a barber.

]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9366#Comment_9366 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9366#Comment_9366 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 16:04:54 -0800 TechnocratJT
The world seems to slow to a creep and focus in on them disrupting any normal plans I have as people vanish off down rabbit holes and expenses go out of fucking control.

On the other hand I am finally trying my hand at what I should have done years ago in my additional free time this week, writing (thats not in a research or memorandum form) and creating something myself. So maybe something good will come of that, but otherwise just focused on the New Year getting here and life spinning back to normal. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9369#Comment_9369 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9369#Comment_9369 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 16:19:56 -0800 Oddcult
Dear Ex-Boss wot rather stupidly tried to act tough and do an Alan Sugar on me,

Notice of Grievance.

After taking advice from ACAS, I am writing to you to clarify my current situation as regards the termination of my employment and also to formally express a grievance at the way the situation was handled.

On Monday 17th of December, you initially said that I was to be on ‘gardening leave’. If this is to be the case, then you are legally obliged to pay me until the end of my notice period. This is your prerogative and acceptable to me.

However, you also used the words ‘You’re fired’.

This would entail summary dismissal without notice. I have been advised that in the situation of dismissal without notice, even in a case of gross misconduct, certain statutory procedures need to be undertaken (Employment Rights Act 1996 s.98A introduced by Employment Act 2002 s.34). This did not occur and I have also been advised firstly that nothing that could legally be declared ‘gross misconduct’ took place – making this a case of ‘wrongful dismissal’ and secondly, because no statutory procedures were followed, such a dismissal is ‘automatically unfair’.

I have no wish to take you to an industrial tribunal to resolve this issue, but I have the advice and information necessary to do so, and this letter is the first step in that process.

It seems that the simplest way to resolve this would be for me to be on ‘gardening leave’, to be paid one month’s wages and sent my P45 at the appropriate time, as you initially stated, and I very much hope that you will take this course of action.

No love,

Me.

They paid out. Ha. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9370#Comment_9370 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9370#Comment_9370 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 16:22:10 -0800 Fauxhammer Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9372#Comment_9372 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9372#Comment_9372 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 16:35:54 -0800 Brandon Seifert
The third time, she complimented me on my shirt, and then unbuttoned it with her mouth. She was pretty startled to hear about this the next day, and tried to do the same feat again -- and failed. She couldn't get my shirt open when she was awake.

I was watching DVDs of House, M.D. this week, and a woman comes on who House diagnoses with "sexsomnia" -- a sleep disturbance where the person makes sexual advances, or even has sex with people, while in verifiable REM sleep.

Makes ya wonder. Naturally I e-mailed my ex right away. She hasn't written back yet. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9374#Comment_9374 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9374#Comment_9374 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 16:45:49 -0800 Fauxhammer Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9375#Comment_9375 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9375#Comment_9375 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 16:47:39 -0800 munin218
Writing a huge paper for grad school on something i dont really give a shit about, only to have it returned, suggesting massive re-writes if i want a better grade.

Fighting my (now former) bank for *18* overdraft fees, none of which they actually notified me of in a timely manner. I got some of my money out before they took it all, and went to another bank. But now I'm short money on the holiday. They also want me to pay the account, or they'll screw me over bigtime with chexsystems. They still want $261.

I had to do a lot of cleaning for company who are supposed to only be visiting for a few hours this weekend, IF THEY SHOW AT ALL.

My only day off, instead of relaxing, I got to do MORE CLEANING.

I HATE MY JOB. THE BIG BOSSES ARE ASSHATS.

I got a massage yesterday, and it made me want to cry, i needed it so bad.

I spent all day today getting screamed at by customers at work.

I need a vacation. Barring that, I need a stiff drink and some sexual acrobatics. And i need it yesterday. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9377#Comment_9377 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9377#Comment_9377 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 16:49:46 -0800 Ferburton
My roommate's girlfriend is here visiting for a few days before they go to her place for christmas. Now there wouldn't be much problem about this with me, but my roommate is paranoid out the ass and has been hiding in his room with her pretty much the entire time, playing PC games. Rather dull, it's only when I've gone to sleep that they actually come out.

So it's as if I'm intruding on his happiness or something of that sort, especially when I had him work last night, he had the impression I was going to fuck her brains out or something along those lines. Though we both passed out as soon as he left.

Oh and I've been drawing and painting my web comic the last couple of days. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9384#Comment_9384 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9384#Comment_9384 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:02:04 -0800 zarhooie
Mom and dad and the brother are at the stupid-hyooge mall an hour away, shopping their insane little heads off. Me? You couldn't give me enough Xanax to drive into that parking lot, let alone spend an entire *day* there. There are people. More than that, there is an entire mall of people, none of whom I know or care about, and they'd all be touching me. I think I'm having a panic attack just thinking about it. Ew.

Mom was surprised that I didn't have any shopping to do. I got smart this year and got 75% of it done before Thanksgiving, and the last 25% I did while most people were at work.

I'm heading to Philly for NYE. I'm rather excited, as I have never been there. Of course, the last time I was in PA I spent the better part of a week in a hospital. Hopefully that doesn't happen this time.

In other news, I get to go on an antidepressant next week! Fun, eh? With any luck, that'll keep me from hermiting up in my dorm next semester.

Oh, yeah....
I hate large crowds of unwashed mouth-breathers.
I love my trailer trash flamingo and motor home PJs from Target.
The NY and SD Departments of Labor are pissing me off. They are both claiming that they don't have to pay me unemployment, that the OTHER one needs to pay it.
The current healthcare system in the US is horribly broken. It needs to be fixed because people like me, the ones who can't get private insurance due to pre-existing conditions, are the ones who fall through the cracks.
I want to have the time, energy and space to finish my quilt.
I will change everything as soon as I'm elected Princess of the World. I'll have midgets, and llamas and hot guys to sex me up/feed me orange segments.
I am trying to make an old Mac into a fishbowl in the basement. It's coming along slowly.
Can't dance. My hips keep popping out of place. It's not fun. I'll sing for you though. LA!

Happy Saturday, W. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9386#Comment_9386 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9386#Comment_9386 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:07:10 -0800 Miss Hurry up and get better or I'll start looking for the shotgun. I don't care if rotted bits of dogmeat sloughing off is normal like the doctors said, it's disgusting and I have to pick it up or she'll eat it and get even more ill. Though her being sick does mean I can play Wii in the middle of the night when babysitting her and nobody sees how much of a dipshit I look. This comes in handy for Dance Dance Revolution: Dipshit Party.

Also fed up with having ridiculously chaotic sleep patterns which don't get fixed by any sort of nature doodad or prescription drug. It messes up my medication times and feeding times, which then causes boring nausea and so on.
Feeding times sounds like a keeper arrives and throws goat carcasses at me. This is not so far from the truth.

On the upside, less money has been spent on needless crap because it's all gone to bloody radiation therapy, and I get to bake a lot of cookies and drink all of our gin. Looking forward to our traditional Xmas screening of Life of Brian.

Time to give learning Russian a shot. Just because. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9388#Comment_9388 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9388#Comment_9388 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:13:22 -0800 Snoweh
Oh, And, I can't eat anything even REMOTELY solid, not even slightly lumpy. I can't open my goddamn jaw wide enough.

I'm Hungry.

I Hurt.

:'( ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9389#Comment_9389 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9389#Comment_9389 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:15:11 -0800 will_butler
I should be moved into my cabin within six months. I've cut all of the wood I'll need for it, and I recently finished the roof. The rest shouldn't be nearly as difficult. Here's a picture of what it looks like thus far:

With the cabin done, I'll actually have free time again. Start back to work on the screenplay and the comic, and practice my writing like a madman.

I intend on finding another job, as well. The government is broken, and I'm tired of being a part of the dysfunction.

For the first time in a long time, I'm excited about what the future has in store.

Will ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9390#Comment_9390 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9390#Comment_9390 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:19:43 -0800 JaredRules
I'm sorry that you don't have a warm place to go, but you don't have any business here so you gotta fucking leave. Its not just you, its true of anyone who is not a guest or visiting a guest. Its just that the "normal" people don't fucking give us this problem!
And then they get pissed when I catch them pretending to leave. Fuck those guys (and occaisional ladies). ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9393#Comment_9393 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9393#Comment_9393 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:23:40 -0800 Snoweh
In other news the business has been taking off like a rocket in the runup to Christmas (Which is where i got the cardboard cut from, see, Packing Christmas orders) & this weekend I had the kids over, Patched things up with my Dad (again) and this is the last weekend before we move house. :) ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9398#Comment_9398 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9398#Comment_9398 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:42:40 -0800 obliterati
My family hasn't even asked for my address so I know there will be no gifts from them this year, and one of my best friends from "home" in Portland just showed up here the other day and promptly dropped out of contact, meaning I had all these reunion hopes built for nothing, complete nothing.

I am just finishing the first day-long period in a month where I can feel my fingers in all this cold, I haven't had clean laundry since October, I'm down to thirty bucks and some pasta noodles, the phone is broken, eighty-eight different people stalk me all around Livejournal whenever I'm in danger of enjoying myself there, the only things I want to write are insanely dangerous true stories which invade the privacy of my friends so I wind up not writing them, my bad knee just gave out on the ride to the cafe where I'm writing this, and I can never be normal again no matter how much I want to because I now have the mind of an abused animal and an addict body which hates all life in all it's viny multifarious capacities for pain.

The good news is that people who pick on me always seem to get physically injured somehow when I'm not paying attention, and no one can figure out why. Just very strange luck is all. But I'm trying to not call that good news because it isn't nice to enjoy the misfortune of others. Unless they ask nicely of course. Or beg, you know.

I'm pretty sure I'll be shoplifting Christmas dinner this year. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9400#Comment_9400 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9400#Comment_9400 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:57:04 -0800 JaredRules Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9401#Comment_9401 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9401#Comment_9401 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:03:10 -0800 obliterati Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9402#Comment_9402 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9402#Comment_9402 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:12:44 -0800 Luke a) Eating awesome food
b) Doing stuff until next time to eat food.

Met a load of her family yesterday, all hyper-keen to meet me but a foot shorter than me and I can only understand a few words, it was basically C3PO and the Ewoks except I'm shining white instead of shining gold. Then they fed me.

All this and another three whole weeks where we don't have to worry about laser alignment or DNA extraction, it's total bliss. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9405#Comment_9405 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9405#Comment_9405 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:14:26 -0800 JaredRules Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9407#Comment_9407 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9407#Comment_9407 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:23:24 -0800 Ava Jarvis
I'm no longer someone who puts her entire mind into the technosphere in an attempt to ignore the crushing hold that her toxic parents were meting on her for over 20 years.

I'm no longer a scared young lass trying to deal with two stalkers.

I'm no longer distracted by big bad things in life. Mortgages are damned scary, but they aren't one of them. Not in the cinema history that's been my life.

Through life, I always thought I got on by being obsequious. It's one of those "you are worthless" carry-overs from my wonderful childhood. Always play down your intelligence, because you can't really be that smart.

But when I got into college, and as I got to know people--I found this other person in me, someone who had a hard head and who wouldn't accept being called stupid and who wasn't going to play dumb just because it's safer to.

So I have my own personal internal war, whose sides I will now personify as Sanrio characters.

There's "Hello Kitty Me", who interacts with the world at large. She's the one who will write moderately intelligent things, and then turn around and say, "Oh, but really I'm dumb." Through turning herself down, she thinks she comforts others (she kinda does) but yet somehow expects people to believe her work over those self-damning words.

Then there's "Badtz-Maru Me", who seethes inside for the most part, but whose occasional outbursts of "No, I'm NOT dumb actually" surprise anybody who's been trusting that Hello Kitty Me has an unbiased handle on herself. Badtz-Maru doesn't play nice, and can listen, but only if Hello Kitty grabs a pinhole ear and yanks it open.

Some people get the head shock of their life when Badtz-Maru pops up, don't know what to think of me, and stay far away.

At which point Hello Kitty feels bad, and Badtz-Maru feels emo on behalf of Hello Kitty.

And I wonder if I should feel bad because of the mixed signals I broadcast thusly.

And I wonder if I even know who I am, so that I can stop the mixed signaling.

I feel like all the teenage angst I didn't have time for is just now popping up.

In the meantime, I try to write, or something like that. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9408#Comment_9408 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9408#Comment_9408 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:25:19 -0800 Rachæl Tyrell
I just found out I've got Lyme Disease, and probably have had it for at least 10 years, which explains a whole host of previous almost-diagnoses that never stuck. It's being on the antibiotics for the past two weeks that's made me so much more sickly, strangely enough. Seems I have more antibiotics in my future, IVs of the stuff, and more reactive sickness from it all. My immediate family has pretty much abandoned me to fend for myself, and hasn't bothered to check on me to see how (or if) I've been managing to feed myself for the past month, living all alone on the Jersey Shore. I'm living off of Christmas and birthday money for now.

My birthday, Christmas Eve, is almost always a monumental wreck. Last year my non-boyfriend roommate fellow person thing lied for weeks about having set money aside to take me out, ditched me at home with two dollars to my name, discarded the promise to bake cookies with me, never came home, never called, and showed up at 9 am the next morning still reeking of whiskey. That was my 30th birthday. He never got me a present. Not for Christmas. Not for my birthday. Not even after the fact.

This year, even though I'm just as broke, broken, directionless, and filled with ouchiness and ache... I'm pleased.

I've been creative. Productive. Forward moving. I've learned to be alone. I'm starting to finally get tanglible answers about my health. After six long years of quiet grey doldrums, my appreciation of the physical has returned with ravenous force, and I've discovered what a wonderful anti-depressant and pain-killer it can be.

Best of all, I've found myself a creative partner in crime. Someone to DO things with. Someone who isn't all just empty words.

Here, have some Christmas images....

The Cheezy Sibling Christmas Card
(rejected by my family and reshot without me)

Insectica Christus

Spoooky Christmas

]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9409#Comment_9409 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9409#Comment_9409 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:32:58 -0800 erudite_ogre
Lots to complain about: out-of-work wife, annoying landlord, uncaring family, incomplete dissertation, $110K in student loans now due . . . there's always a list isn't there? What surprises me is not there is all this crap to deal with, but that I have not folded like a tinfoil accordion. Just keep slogging on, until the shit gets better, or you MAKE the shit better.

And a three-minute bitch session helps too! Thanks Warren! ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9410#Comment_9410 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9410#Comment_9410 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:33:29 -0800 Ava Jarvis
That's both Badtz-Maru and Hello Kitty talking there. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9413#Comment_9413 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9413#Comment_9413 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 19:17:04 -0800 Captain Legion
The purpose being to work myself to near death and expose myself to as many different things as possible. I will cancel my student debt, achieve a few more literary goals, make some projects work and learn things. I will become fitter, fatter, healthier and more aware at the expense of myself. Fuck you, body. You work for me.

The only downside is the work that I have to do to steal the money. The railway can be equated to hefting bags of shit into neat piles for sixty hours a week. Except every three minutes in North America, someone is not killed by a bag of shit hitting them at 60 mph.

I'm six months in and my debt is half gone, I've put on some muscle, I've been published (short garbage in small, garbage publications), the website is proceeding. My furniture is arrange neatly. There are 174 days left to go.

June 13, 2008 is currently set as Ragnarok. The date might need to be pushed back to August 13, 2008 to round off a year of employment at the railway. Ragnarok is the end of the world for me. I am leaving every comfort and opportunity and possibility presented to travel to as many places as I can. I want end up on the ass-end of the world, looking up and believing it's down.

Year Two of the Glorious Five Year Plan? Asshole Internationalé.

I'm frustrated. I'm seeing my equals move into cities and working at coffee shops. Working under the table because it gives them that little extra beer money. Going back to school for middle management degrees. Playing in a cover band. Working for the weekend. Not the future.

I don't sleep because I want to know:

When is the next Great Leap Forward?
Who has a Glorious Five Year Plan?
Am I getting through to you Mr. Beale?
What's fucking NEXT? ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9415#Comment_9415 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9415#Comment_9415 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 19:32:06 -0800 Ted could do my job.

That said, I have two 2-day weeks ahead of me, a large lump of christmas time to hopefully catch up on writing and other useful things. I have, tonight, drunk 7 pints, of which I paid for two. Oh, and I might even have a date for the first time in a while.

Who knows? This week may even find me cheerful. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9421#Comment_9421 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9421#Comment_9421 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 19:49:10 -0800 Willow Bl00 However, it's showing me how important relationships have been to me, and has thrown people's personalities into sharp relief. I have been truly blessed to know such people, and enjoy the potential of showing them new places.

Sorry I've been gone, I've been out gaining new family members. My brother got married just over a week ago. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9422#Comment_9422 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9422#Comment_9422 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 19:54:00 -0800 LBA
1 - tonight is the first night i've NOT been drunk in about 2 weeks. Mostly Christmas parties but a couple of dinners and drinks with clients and a couple of blowing off stress nights. What better way to celebrate the birth of the son of God than getting piss drunk every night

2 - In-laws make Christmas suck. Rather than just my lovely wife and I enjoying a leisurely christmas day we have to deal with the uber-controlling sister-in-law creating drama and forcing everyone to come over for a dinner that night. Fuck her. I'm not shaving and they'll be lucky I even shower. And I'm bringing chocolate covered espresso beans for all the children. You create drama and mess up everyone eleses Christmas day, I'm causing all 6 munchkins to go full scale bat guano and tear-ass through your house.

fuck it... I'm going to get drunk again tonight why ruin a good streak ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9426#Comment_9426 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9426#Comment_9426 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 20:16:46 -0800 john_bivens
Anyways, if there is any bad this week, it has to do with the beligerent people food shopping who seem to think it's a good idea to get mouthy with a guy behind the meat counter currently holding very sharp objects and with an industrial size meat grinder right next to him... seriously it takes self control not to threaten or mame.

Anyways, in a round about way, thanks Warren for helping to make this one hell of a good year for me. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9432#Comment_9432 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9432#Comment_9432 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 20:59:15 -0800 Adam
There's been a fair bit of good music going on lately... Last wednesday night was the final open mic night at the local pub for this year, and Mel the 1920s style female jazz singer came back after about two and a half months absence after pushing out her third wee bairn. Mel is an unbelievable singer, she really makes you close your eyes and believe you're in a WWI era cabaret house.

My friend Freya Hanly has had residency at the Windsor Hotel every thursday in December, and its been interesting to hear her play all her songs without the band, stripped back to just her voice and her accoustic guitar. Real nice. And since I'm the only filthy disgusting fanboy groupie to come along every week, we've been having great fun shooting the breeze between sets without anyone else to intrude and steer the conversation along stupid uninteresting lines...

And last night was an EXCELLENT night of roots music, which I have recently really started getting into. Local boys Blue Shaddy put on a phenomenal set of slide guitar, harmonica and conga drums -- absolutely insane energy, and very patriotically west aussie songs. Then eastern states roots legend Ash Grunwald got up and did an equally energetic solo set, and called the boys up on stage later to jam with him while he played a lapsteel made from a skateboard. Bizarre, but awesome.

Local music is absolutely mindblowing. You don't expect to find this stuff in your own backyard, certainly not in a place like Perth. Its my happiest distraction from the horror of existence yet found. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9436#Comment_9436 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9436#Comment_9436 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 21:21:43 -0800 Brad McLoughlin
Hmmmm.

PS: I enjoyed everyone else's rants. Cheers, everybody (And I very much mean that in the "Let's all drink NOW" kind of way). ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9444#Comment_9444 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9444#Comment_9444 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 21:44:21 -0800 Alexis ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9445#Comment_9445 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9445#Comment_9445 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 21:48:54 -0800 Spiraltwist tell me what you want.

I want to bring back the dead tonight. I buried close friend on Thursday. She was a WWII army corps nurse, and she didn't take shit from anyone. I loved listening to her stories, and it feels like I've lost a personal library.

FUCK PEOPLE. I have two more days of retail hell.

And thanks Warren, I was really tickled to see my find on your website. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9462#Comment_9462 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9462#Comment_9462 Sat, 22 Dec 2007 23:25:56 -0800 Toga
Firstly, remember Sci-Fi isn't a genre, it's a location...

At first, I was aghast, but then mildly curious how the poster could come to such a conclusion. Said poster sited Star Wars as an example; the story could be told in any location. But because it was set in the future and in space, it made the story Sci Fi.

I argued for two days, citing movies like Dannie Darko and Outbreak as science fictions movie set in current times. I stated that I understood the science fiction genre deals with the influence of real or imagined science.

The response:

I'm not saying Sci-Fi isn't kind of a "genre" because there's a very specific kind of people who like movies that use Sci-Fi elements but it's not a genre just a "branch" of the movie "tree"... In that regard it's like pornography...

Anyway back to my original point, writing a film just because you have a good Sci-Fi premise is a bad idea because no matter how impressive your fantasy world or explanation of time travel is it's still just a prop or location and the examples mentioned so far are examples of good "sci-Fi movies" there must be 1,000's of unproduced or unsuccessful "Sci-Fi" movies out there that prove my point 'm just not a fan of the Sci-Fi so...

However, I like Frederik Pohl's definition much better. I know I don't think that way, but I know people who do. May science fiction isn't just a genre. Maybe I'm not mad for believing it is. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9464#Comment_9464 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9464#Comment_9464 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 00:01:02 -0800 Monk.Eastman
Remembering just about everything that made me hate Georgetown: faux-military police parading in packs on M Street, ostensibly protecting shoppers from viking hordes of purse-snatchers, but really just from cliques of under-17 yr olds; meandering snow drifts of Virginia half-wits, come across the Key Bridge for some kind of imaginary excursion into cosmopolitan Washington, with all the common sense of vodka-soaked lemmings; and doe-eyed hipsters, whose tastes in fashion end five feet from the stoop of douchebag. Yammering squadrons of straight-toothed Americana, floating all fresh-faced and hopeful into mildly expensive restaurants, while they discuss blithely how they'll be ruling the world in the next seven years, as they step over/past/beyond homeless parapalegics and titter about Tammy's new boyfriend, Tad.

It's not that it's worse than Soho, Georgetown. It's that it's Soho with none of the bustle. People navigate the sidewalks like starved beggars, and even the trendy kids, wrapped in pastel keffiyahs and throwback irony haircuts, seem somehow washed of any genuinely interesting traits. Even the passing attempt at kinky sex shops are bland and slow. And everyone wades down M Street at ONE-QUARTER THE SPEED OF THE WALKING DEAD.

And all the things I actually liked about DC (which are not man)--the grime, the history, the human textures--are very quickly sloughing down a narrow drain of wine bars, ironically-named condo developments, and young white coffeebar mothers with affluent husbands and excess time to gaily sip soy chai lattes while nursing little Denver or Canyon or Christopher or John Patrick.

In the interim

I may vomit this Johnny Rocket's back up, momentarily.

In the interim, reading this submission for 50.YFN and reviewing the video opening for this new podcast we're mulling.

(link to podcast takes you to zshare.net, where you can preview or download the video, as I'm in a sharing, lovable state, thanks to the mood-altering qualities of American fast food) ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9465#Comment_9465 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9465#Comment_9465 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 00:05:51 -0800 MagicSword!
1) My feet are both too big AND too small. Imagine my surprise.

2) D. I. V. O. R. C. E. #1.

3) Working on Christmas Day, ne?

4) Some sort of advanced equation balancing a cold with sushi, whisky, vitamins, beer, karaoke and eggnog.

5) Shopping for housewares.

6) Can I marry coffee?

7) "Trust me. I'd love to talk about it, but I've got to think it out first... it goes..."

8) Scientific whaling.

9) Poetry is 8 times harder than music, and 17 times harder than prose.

10) Only nothing is impossible.

@ Captain Legion:

Step 1 - Fuck My Body
Step 2 - Asshole Internationale
Step 3 - ...

When does your book come out? Your methodology sounds both intoxicating and alluring. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9466#Comment_9466 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9466#Comment_9466 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 00:12:31 -0800 Monk.Eastman
6) Can I marry coffee?

g*d bless you, my son.

g#d bless you.

PS: found elsewhere on the Net this evening:

"I am a genuinely good person, unbiased in any way towards anyone. Except the bastard Azerbaijani, who drive like living whiskey-sponges." ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9483#Comment_9483 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9483#Comment_9483 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 04:58:43 -0800 TechnocratJT
http://www.606studios.com/bendisboard/showthread.php?t=135755

Has been amusing a me as a random idiot keeps calling me at fucking 6:30 AM Sunday trying to get me to buzz him in because he can't figure out he has a wrong number.

Special notice of page 14 guest star

Edit: fucking moron bastard not letting me sleep. And need phone on the damn hook. Anyway, anyone have any idea why I keep getting an invalid URL when I try to link directly? Again I may just be too tired and pissed to think. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9488#Comment_9488 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9488#Comment_9488 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 05:51:30 -0800 Adrammalech
I'm on "vacation" back in my hometown with my family for the holidays, and it's depressing. My mother and grandmother look like they've aged more in the last year than in the 20-odd years I lived here / near enough to see them on command. The room they've got me staying in is my brother's old closet of a room (which he moved out of when I moved out to college 7 years ago). Just being here feels like pain. Like the things I thought were sewed up and patched are oozing out between the stitches which have gone slack from their proximity to all this.

...and Christmastime was the only time of year I felt GOOD growing up. It was the only time of year everything seemed to be ok: everyone shut the fuck up and enjoyed the pretty little lights and trees and snow. And left me alone to read and write an watch TV as opposed to forcing me into shitty after-school activities.

And the reason I was excited to come out here, the people I haven't seen in forever, are not getting back to me at all. Or being pissy when I haven't seen them in 3 fucking years. So, T, I'm sorry I sent you a text message, that's how I make plans nowadays. I'll pay you the goddamn 60 cents when I see you. You're a fucking basketcase. With one capitalised word, you made me kind of regret looking forward to seeing you.

I hope that when I get back to LA, I'll have a callback for the leading role I auditioned for the day I left, and I hope that's a wake-up call to my lazy and seemingly uncaring manager and / or agent. I hope this crazy millionaire I met hires me to be his personal screenwriter and producer. I hope I know what the hell I want to do with my life again. Most of all, I hope some time away make me appreciate my girlfriend more, because if it doesn't, things are going to fall the fuck apart. The fact that I miss her so much I can't sleep is reassuring.

Fuck. I need money. And I miss my cat.

But I'm reading Hunter S. Thompson (Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail '72), and that makes the words in my head more understandable and coherent. My brother's turned into a damn fine person, and my dad's been in very good spirits. Stephen Fry makes me smile. And this shitty year's going to be over soon.

I, for one, will be drinking tonight. ]]> Saturday Night Open Mic http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9495#Comment_9495 http://freakangels.com/whitechapel/comments.php?DiscussionID=378&Focus=9495#Comment_9495 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 07:52:26 -0800 Captain Legion
I haven't come up with titles for Year Three and Year Four. Year Five is titled: "I'M GOING TO BURN MY NAME ONTO THE SURFACE OF THE MOON!" ]]>