random shit

thank god i'm in texas
cause we have pretty liberal beliefs about the death penalty. we can also carry concealed weapons, which make most of my friends happy. i own a pistola, but i don't carry it on my person (why does it always sound dirty when i say that?). the reason i mention this is because

1. people driving while talking on cell phones, and
2. anyone driving a minivan

have advanced their way to the top of my "i'll do 9 consecutive life sentences just to do away with every single one of these people" list. and i'm not biased cause i'm a biker and i don't exist to anyone on the road. this just fuels my anger. but is there some clause you have to sign that when you buy a minivan, you are required by law to not drive the speed limit in every other lane but the one i'm in? and i know that i'm employed by a wireless corporation, but i'd buy some votes in florida to make it illegal to talk while driving. obviously, safety is second best to nothing but everything else on the road. motherless fuckers.

it gets the women wet
except your mother...
my roommate is starting to seriously consider the idea of buying a scooter. he's seen me on Dobra and is itching for some new addiction in life. or at least something to rid his obsession for online pool. problem is, he's a procrastinator and his favorite saying is "not right now". he's gotten really good at coming home from work, taking off his pants (not his shirt, just his pants) and sitting down at his pc and not getting up until it's time to hit the sack. this happens on weekends too. now i know i'll catch all kinds of shit from him for saying this, but sometimes the truth ain't a pretty thing. i know he's got the cash and i can't tell you how many scooters there are out there just looking for a good home. i know this cause i scour the sites on a daily basis looking for new ways to bankrupt myself with "one more piece of chrome" (that's my favorite saying). i believe the term is "chromosexual".

speaking of bankrupting myself
i'm on the way to meet my family for lunch yesterday around noon, so i hop on dobra and i get stuck in the center lane behind some 90 year old in a cadillac (remind me to add that to my list), so i punch it to get around her and suddenly hear this loud metal clanging behind me. now keep in mind that i've got aftermarket pipes and they're pretty loud, but i turn around at the sound and see something shiny tumbling across the middle of the road and start to panic. as i pull up to the next light, i look down and notice that one of the tips has jumped free from one of the pipes i've just spoken of. grrrrr!!!!! so i head home after lunch with the familia and notice that the baffle that's normally held in by the tip is looking to jump ship as well, so i have to stop at every other light and kick it back into place. i got home and ordered a new set of tips which came to $90. ninety fucking bucks. for a set of chrome tips. jesus, why don't you just take my liver as well, it's no good to me any longer. so this new lifestyle that i'm trying to get my rommate into is losing the battle by showing him how modification is the work of satan.

on a good note, i got my lid in today, so as soon as i can get the new tips put on, i'll be riding in style AND SAFETY. so all of you lecturing me on riding without a lid can shut the hell up. *cough*mom*cough*

i was just kidding about that shut-the-hell-up-mom thing
i loves me mom.

best new group of the year?
i was listening to this new group today during lunch on the radio. led zepplin, i think. these boys will make it big someday. i just know it...

actually, with the total lack of radio in dallas these days, i've been reduced to listening to my bonnie rait greatest hits collection and 93.3 The Bone (whose "bone" related jokes JUST NEVER get tiring). if i never hear the deep voiced, midday dj say "let's bone all day", ever again, it won't be soon enough. for those not in dallas, the bone is a classic rock station. until recently, we had a mediocre rock station until those fuckers at clear channel took the station off the air. the local "alternative" sister station of the rock station taken off the air has been scrambling to pick up the lost listeners by playing some metallica between the smiths and green day. it's a veritable buffet of songs. it's ok to listen to occasionally, but the homosexual overtones of the morning show makes my stomach turn most of the time and you can't help but change the channel.

so, i'm not really a classic rock fan, despite growing up in the 70s and 80s, but i'm having to readjust and since the music industry is in the toilet right now and has been for about 2 or 3 years, there's just not much to listen to.

so back to the group of the year - yeah, you knew i'd get back here eventually. i'm thinking this honor needs to go to chevelle who has really given us a good, grinding, angry, tool-esque sort of sound that we've needed to kick some of these stupid little boy bands in the butt. they have a new album coming out later this month entitled this type of thinking could do us in and the first single, Vitamin R, is really giving me butterflies. they hit the scene two years ago with wonder what's next and really blew me away and i'm so pleased with the new single that i've already downloaded and added into rotation. i guess bonnie will have to go on hiatus for a bit.