Really Rich Italian Satanists

Well the El Cortez project may very well die in it’s infancy. Had a meeting with the owner and he wants a mixture of soul/r&b and modern pop in order to appease the under 25 female crowd. This was of course after he stated that he didn’t want the younger crowd in the first place (2 days prior). He still wants a lack of hip-hop but who knows how long that will last? I will be seeking out other bars who perhaps have less of a need for the top 40’s shit. Don’t get me wrong I can play that kind of music but there is a principle. I have sold out much to the modern Reno beast, I have played (and perhaps even enjoyed) music that I would not even have considered 2 years ago. But even a DJ has scruples and mine is turning into the very thing that turned Downtown Reno into the hole it is today. The line has to be drawn here! This far and no further!

Begin countdown now…

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My birthday is coming. Dec 22. I will be 26 years old rapidly approaching my late 20’s. I am not sure I have an issue with it per se. I do have an issue with the fact that I am not doing much more than DJing. The Grant Writing program at TMCC has been dropped down to a workshop, so therefore I have very little options left to what I actually want to do with my life. I think I need to live in a larger city, New York or SF (preferably New York) and see where I can make my fortune. I am rapidly approaching 30 and I think it’s time I left this city permanently to find my fortunes elsewhere.

The December depression has not been as bad as it has been in the past. It has not proceeded to the December death wish yet and we are getting a lot closer to the end of the month. This month has been terrible, don’t get me wrong, but I have been able to distract myself and cope better with events that have transpired. I keep feeling like I should do more with this site but so far I haven’t had much time for anything except to write in it. I might need to figure out a way to manage my time better. After December I will look into it more. For right now though things will just have to be what they are.

I am going to load up Adult Swim.com and watch the Venture Brothers from last week. I need a laugh.

The Lords are here!

It’s that that ladies and gentlemen for the list of bad things that have happened this week. You might ask yourself “How long could this possibly be?”. Well why don’t you pull up a chair, make yourself a hot beverage and listen to the bitching I am about to lay down.

1. Mom had to return to the hospital. You think it is routine to occasionally have to show up there when you are going through Chemo. She was there for about 4 days. Apparently her leg was starting to swell up, and it turned out that she had blood clots in her leg. She will need to take medication for it for the next 9 months. Even with insurance there is a bit of money owed for meds and the hospital stay.

2. Our Television died. It had been acting weird lately and finally it just stopped turning on. My parents decided that another TV is necessary (personally I don’t think we need one) so they put in more money for another television. Another big screen with HD*.  More money my family has spent this week.

3. My car battery died. Once again something that has been threatening to happen for some time. The -3 degree weather finally put a nail in that coffin. More money to be spent on replacing it. Plus an entire day wasted at the Wal-Mart waiting for the garage to put in the battery. Wal-Mart is inefficient and the employees are soulless automatons in a machine that has cogs running in opposite directions.

4. My cat has an abscess. It would be a very  simple thing (albiet more money) except that during treatment the cat is carcinogenic, so she has to stay at the vet for 4 days (equals even MORE money!)

This has all added up into an expensive headache for my family. We have had enough troubles thank you very much and we would thank to universe to stop taking a dump in our pool. My birthday is in two week and I don’t need anymore reason to dread this time of year than I already have.

On the plus side school is now over. My finals are done. However it appears that the whole school thing was wasted. TMCC no longer offers a certificate program for grant writing. All of the other majors they have available  that are worth anything (job wise) require a level of Math so beyond me that I would be in school until I was a little old man. So I will not be continuing on with my school. For the time being I will be concentrating on selling myself in both DJ and gaming projects hopefully making a large enough name for myself that I can get a constant stream of independent contracts. So very soon there will be an info page on this very site letting you know what gigs I am doing and when. Look for it soon! I will be coming to a record store and giving out Hot Dickings!

I’ll just be passing them out.

Hot!….

(screams)

DICKINGS!

* HD is the largest waste of technology I can think of. The only thing that looks good in HD is documentaries about very very pretty countries. Ones with lots of snowy mountains and lush greenery. Otherwise you just see blemishes on actors you may have once thought were attractive.

As winter approaches the desire to have a warm body next to you becomes a whole lot stronger. Right now I am not sure if it’s really a lover I am seeking more than just a full sized electric blanket that you can hold and cuddle. There are currently not many options I have for either right now honestly. They are either in Sacramento or quite busy or already have someone and are just enjoying the excitement of cheating on their lover with me. As for the blanket, they cost money I do not have. So currently I am left with the cold room and no body or body substitute for me to leech against.

I have been busy quite a bit lately. I stated this entry 3 days ago and just not got back to it. I am now the tech-admin for the 5 Star. I will be handling all the web based 5 Star stuff ( web-site, myspace, facebook, gay.com, and now youtube). We will be setting up a webcam to catch all the people dancing and enjoying themselves and placing them on the 5 Star Youtube channel. Shannon and I went out shopping for the webcam but did not find one yet that suits our needs. We are now currently shopping online for an appropriate one.

My December insomnia has begun to kick in, I have gotten maybe 13 hours of sleep this whole week. I am a bit frazzled and really don’t want to deal with much right now. Soon my December Apathy will kick in followed by my December Death-wish, if protocol is being obeyed.  My birthday is coming up on the 22nd. I will be 26 this year, and honestly I am very indifferent to the idea.

Got Karaoke in an hour so I will end it here and prepare for the scariness of the El Cortez.

You’re sleepy now.

To all of you from all of me…happy thanksgiving.

Let us look back upon this year and cheer our success and accept our failure. Let us share our joy and our sorrow and be thankful that we are a family because if you read this most likely you are a family of sorts to me. Sometimes we don’t agree and sometimes we downright furiously disagree with each other, but we get over it and compromise where we can. In my own way I love you all, even if my love sometimes seems harsh/weird/dirty/angry/hateful. To those of you that are my enemies, today is the day I forget, only today though.

And now a message from Father Rolvus:

Hello…this is Charles Rolvus speaking to you from beyond the grave. I am speaking to you through the little talking machine. If you are hearing this most likely I have passed into obscurity or final death. If this is the case then despair not little Nosferatu for I will never be truly dead. I exist in all Nosferatu everywhere. When you see a Daeva and think that you want to embrace their pretty little ghoul, Rolvus is in you! When a Ventrue snubs their nose at you and you bleed all over their lawn, Rolvus is in you! When a Mekhet fails to see through you cloak and you are silently laughing at his misfortune, Rolvus is in you! Finally, when you all rise up from your hidey-holes and conquer the world enslaving mortal and kindred alike, Rolvus is in you! Remember Nosferatu that Rolvus is in each and every single one of you and you alone have the power to rule the world.

Rolvus loves you!

First off…the new Venture Brothers this week was…weird. I would like to say I enjoyed it, but it was off. Sgt. Hatred’s Pedophile tendencies has always been a side joke of the show but now it has been put into a sharper plot light that makes it almost sad. I feel really bad for ol’ Hatred and his problems.This last episode covered the psychological problems of both Hatred and Dr. Venture (and a bunch of other one time and minor characters). It almost felt like a filler episode but perhaps there is a reason behind it. On the whole I give it 2 out of 5 stars.

Second…So there has been a guy named Ryan who lives in Sacramento who I have been speaking with on OKCupid, it’s been fun and also very sexual in our conversations. Last night we realized that we had met before when I was living in Sacramento. We messed around a couple of time (which I recall was quite good) but he was in the closet and freaked out at the time because he was unsure about himself, so we never spoke again until this point. He has a kinky streak which i appreciate and he is fun to talk with. The issue is mainly distance. I have no plans to return to Sacramento and I doubt anyone would come down to Reno if they could help it. *shrug* If nothing else it is a pleasant online distraction.

Finally an experiment…Steve I am sorry but I need to know.

Chicken In A Biskit

Let me know if you clapped.

Well this past weekend did not go exactly as I thought it would, for multiple reasons. First off, on the 3 LARP games this weekend there was a change of power structure in all 3 games. In Vampire the prince ran off (go Le Teur) leaving the seat vacant, in which a Nosferatu Ordo Dracul  named Ernie took the position. In Mage the Hierarch stepped down and returned back to England, leaving Mai, a spirit mage played by Dan took the position by democratic process. In Changeling, the Autumn court changed representatives in the absence of the Autumn King through a travesty of democracy. It in unprecedented for all 3 venues to have a shift in power in the same weekend so yay for a first.

My lunch date with Brandon was canceled due to Brandon not feeling well. I choose to take this excuse at face value since we are in the “go out and talk and get to know you” phase of things. I don’t think someone would try to make excuses this early on if it was a simple matter of not wanting to spend any time with me. One would just say at this point “You know I don’t see this going anywhere so let’s just save the time and money.” At least that is how I think, which doesn’t mean it’s necessarily true.  He could be trying to dodge me but I don’t get that particular vibe.

Currently DJing at the 5 star and it is dead…maybe 4 people total in the bar. I hope it will pick up, I could use the cash and Jay could use the business. Despite this lack of business I feel my week long funk lifting and starting to feel a bit of normal again. There is a couple of things that are currently not fixable due to circumstance. Mainly it is just one thing.

I really miss Arthur.

No matter what was going on in either of our lives we managed to put it in the back of our minds with a combination of travel, irresponsible behavior, and silly hats. We were a team devoted to the spread of depravity and witty banter. We functioned on a thought pattern that those lesser folk we hung out with could not even begin to comprehend. We try to make due with what we have ( conversations over phone and internet) but it is not quite the same. It is like the other half of my brain is on the other side of the country and I can’t access the thoughts I need to function.

So Arthur I say to you…

You go get ‘em, Sheriff! Go get your ghost! Them ghosts is gonna crawl right up in your h-e-e-e-ead! You found yourself into something you ain’t never getting out of! We’ll get ya! We’ll… get ya! We’ll get ya! You’re dead, Sheriff! You’re dead! I’ll see you in fucking hell! HAHAHAHA!

I miss you.

Right now I am currently trying to get through the last 3 weeks of school, a gaming weekend this weekend and a lunch date on Saturday so I am going to be posting very sporadically. Most likely no detailed post until after this weekend.

English 102 is an infuriatingly simple class. As long as you aren’t young and dumb or a mentally slow 40 year old. Unfortunately the class consists of young and dumb people and mentally slow 40 year olds. So for the last 3 weeks of class we are covering grammar which we covered in English 101. The hippie feels that the class has not “evolved as writers”. Hence, we have to go through the process all over again.

The not getting any problem was taken care of after class this morning. One of my friends boyfriends invited me over and we messed around. I had a threesome with both of them a few months ago so I assume that the relationship is open. I’ve learned a long time ago to not ask questions about such arrangements. Ignorance is bliss in this instance.

I need to start getting my mail sent to the 5 Star. I am always here. I think I spend more hours a week at the 5 star than I do at home. Not counting sleep time. Sure I work here…2 or 3 days a week but still I am off tonight and where am I? Right now though it is pretty quiet in the bar, there are 3 other people here besides bartender Scott.

I’m going to cut this short as today has not yielded any other results than an annoying class and decent sexual exploits.

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Today just plain sucked. Especially just now. At the 5 star after my shift and now a large group of drunken loud obnoxious people just came in yelling, screaming and generally making a nuisance of themselves. Rewinding to more suck now. Currently the Monday DJ shifts are dead. Justin who did weekend dayshift bar-tending  has taken Jay’s shift and so far his type of crowd has not found their way to come in yet. So tips are currently very very low. On top of it the person who was in the bar my entire shift was an old cantankerous fuck names Larry who has nothing better to do than bitch about my music and complain that he can’t play his shitty old thyme music on the Jukebox. I have determined that fate has kept the dinosaur alive just to spite me. He is the kind of person that when you hear the rumor of the new medical bill forcing euthanasia you say “please?” .

I am in a general funk anyway. Three weeks left of class and I really want it to be over now.  I haven’t gotten any in a few weeks now.  Ok I did about a week ago with my ex Patrick but it wasn’t anything spectacular enough to satiate me for any amount of time. Put all that with the fact that I just don’t feel like interacting with anyone at the moment in any kind of conversation or social group and you got a pretty shitty mood.

It makes me wish I had a boyfriend I didn’t really like so I could take all my frustration out on breaking his pathetic little heart. Only reason to miss Mark. He made a great emotional punching bag. Oh well he is being punched by someone else now so I can take satisfaction in the fact that he has learned nothing from the 2 years we were together. Pathetic…almost too pathetic to hate….almost.

Sometimes I feel like I need a real job to keep me occupied instead of this DJ for tips gig. It’s not the lack of money because honestly I don’t require that much at the moment. It’s more I have time on my hands and my idle hands are most defiantly influenced by a devil or two.

It looks like the drunk bitched are dying down, hopefully they will leave so I can get some peace and quiet before I head off to my bed and pass out.

Euthanize today!

Euthanize often!

Euthanize for out future!

SCIENCE!

Ok kids, for those of you who don’t know this about me, I do not watch very much television. I find most shows that are currently on TV to be mindless bullshit. That being said, the Venture Brothers is an amazing show and the 4th season is win. On the surface it appears to be a simple parody of the Johnny Quest show, but there is a lot of depth in this animation and a lot of conspiracy inside. Today I would like to cover a few possibilities that the show has hinted at.

*SPOILER WARNING*

1. This is one of the more easy to believe theories. Dr. Venture SR. was a member of the Guild of Calamitous Intent.

This is now even more easy to believe with the fact that Col Venture was the founder of the Guild and that Dean is the true heir to the Guild. Also what kind of protagonist deals in Arachnid Research, building an underground bunker with their own nuclear facilities and an angry super-computer (M.U.T.H.E.R) and uses their own son as bait? The man helped draft laws in the guild! He has to be!

2. O.S.I. and the Guild are the same entity.

OK this one may be a bit hard to swallow initially but lets look at some interesting facts. The fact that there are organizations in the first place to handle super-scientist protection and super-villain placement is completely absurd. There is no reason that these departments should exist. Many characters on the show have stated that the games played between protagonist/antagonist are nonsensical. Finally the fact that S.P.H.I.N.X exists and that Brock would join makes it possible that this organization knows what is actually going on in the background between O.S.I and the Guild and is trying to put a stop to it.

and finally…

The most absurd of the bunch

3. Peter White is a minor guild operative.

David Bowie (Sovereign) gave a panda to Mr. Brisby as part of a bet. The bet was on a Quizboy show. Pete White hosted that show, where he cheated to make Billy win, but was found out. It is possible that White cheated on behalf of Bowie so he could win the bet. Hence White would be a minor guild operative.

Daily Stuff: Was working at 5 Star today. It was a fairly decent crowd although the tips were not good. In general though there were not any people that I outright wanted out of the bar tonight fortunately. Steve Elegant is currently working on the musical work I requested plus some extras which I hope to have out soon for your listening  displeasure.  Also Lady Gaga grows on you and then wears on you. I am ready to find her myself and take her out. Even if she retired from her pop music hell it wouldn’t matter because…

No one retires from the Phantom Limb’s shit list!