It's all about me ...dammit.

I might as well own up to it. I posted a blog entry to MySpace first, but owing to my strange allegiance to the people who find my blog interesting or (heaven forbid) important here's that text in it's unaltered form.



Feeling self righteous...
Current mood: bitchy

Yea I have another blog, and I don't wanna worry my readers about what I'm typing here. That and I heard posting a blog on myspace is terribly hip...thus making it unhip...thus the need to hide it from the mightytiki.com crowd. But, I ramble (often) and I'd like to get something off my chest...
September 18th through the 23rd will henceforth be stricken from any and all calendars I ever will have the displeasure of owning. These will be called the forbidden "Shitler" days as the name combines two of the worst items in human history as a reminder of the two worst days I have ever been forced to witness. Tuesday the 19th and Thursday the 21st. What happened those days to make being force fed mam juice from Oprah Winfrey's teat seem like complete and utter bliss for me (and a ton of other people)? Tuesday a workmate I considered a friend, passed away in hospital after a battery of illnesses leaving behind a ton of awesome friends and a very cool wife. For fuck sake the guy was younger than me and had more going for him than most and he died...I still can't believe it happened. Then on thursday my great grandmother Mildred Crivolio dies after catching pnemonia. Man, if my great grandmother didn't have an in with god I'd be making preachers cry with my foulmouthed editorial on "god's divine plan" if it wasn't for the fact I stopped being catholic long ago.
I'd like to be John Stewart or ZeFrank about the the whole situation, but lacking ever important humor gene (and possibly a grasp of proper grammar) I have to say it hurts...lots. It's shit I can't ignore like kernel shells lodged in your back tooth...They were people I admired for almost the same reasons. Both never waited for you to guess how they were feeling and didn't mind tellying you every gory detail, liked the occasional drink, never backed away from a fight, and always made you feel like a friend. And now they're gone from this earth, fuck the person who thought that was fair to shit on masses of people who valued these two people as damn good reason to wake up in the morning.
Yea, pretty fucking melodramatic but I'm still in a horrible fucking mood. And I'm very fortunate to be with my lovely wife who has helped me stay sane through last weeks fucked up moments and loves me even when I'm a bitchy dickhead.
I'm getting sleepy and I'm running out of things I believe are witty (that and I'm slightly tipsy). But I leave you with something that seems to be appropriate that I might have seen in passing and I'm claiming as my own dammit:

As you grow older the world gets colder...don't forget your sherpa.

Your king of crap punctuation,
Joe

Currently listening :
Disintegration
By The Cure
Release date: By 01 May, 19

Mildred Crivolio 1909-2006

It doesn't get any easier...

...as of around 10pm my great grandmother has passed on. She was in her 90's and we all loved her dearly. There's a ton of things I remember about her, but at the moment I'm hammered. I'll prbably be more coherent tomorrow so I'll keep you in the know then. But, right now I prefer to stay somewhat numb.

Thanks for your support,
Joe

Jason Mashburn 1976-2006

It sucks to hear news of bad things happening to good people and yesterday was the worst of those instances. Jason Mashburn (of the Demon City Wreckers) died last night after two months in the hospital. I can't claim that he thought of me as a friend, but he made me feel like one. And I got the feeling that he touched very many people who had the good fortune to meet him. I'll miss you, man.

...If you knew him (or even if you didn't) spread a little love by attending his memorial concert on October 13th at the Surly Wench Pub in Tucson, Az. All proceeds go toward his medical expenses and you'll get to se a bunch of people band together by celebrating the life one really cool guy.

http://regulus2.azstarnet.com/blogs/rocknroller/2314/

His memorial site:
http://jasonmashburn.com/

...

...official word: september sucks

The house hunting continues

Sadly we still haven't found a house to our liking (translation: A house that isn't a $300k in a shitty neighbourhood) but, we did find a gem we wanted to share...

the listing came off of craigslist like this:

$129900 4-bedroom house
Reply to: xxxxxxxxx
Date: 2006-09-13, 11:18AM MST


I am moving out of Tucson and want to sell my 4-bedroom, 1-bath home. It has mainly been a rental property. It needs some minor fixup. Large lot zoned R2--can build additional home(s) on it. Size is approximately 1280 square feet and has a separate laundry room. Priced to sell at $129,900. Owner will carry the mortgage with a satisfactory down payment or will rent to own. Call my cell phone anytime at(5xx) 9x1-4xxx

...no pic but sounded promising, so my lovely wife swung by to check the place out on the way home...and took pics. Below are a few of the better ones:









hard to believe this beauty went for the low low price of $130k eh? Well my shocked wife was unable to capture it but she also told me that she spied a 3 legged cat milling about the house. Man, it has it all...creepy David Lynch undertones, that lived in (Katrina) look, and a lawn couch!

....fuck I hate Tucson.

9/11

The tools of conquest, do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill and suspicion can destroy, and a thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all its own for the children and the children yet unborn -Rod Serling

Still alive

...still working on various projects. Here's some wedding art I did for two very dear friends: