The Doog House

"Dont try to be a great man, just be a man and let history decide the rest."

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Location: Okinawa (Normally Thrilling Thiells), NY, Japan

I am a cool laid back cat that like to be all hip on the fun spots in big cities (I know hot spots in N'orleans and learned of alot in NY). I love to travel and meet new people and just chat for hours as if we are old reunited friends. I am also heavily into movies and AFI's 100. I might want to become a film historian or something like that. I LOVE baseball!! I just cant get enough of it, and there is plenty here in Japan.

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Monday, September 19, 2005

Anyone prepared to go on a mood swing ride?

I present for your viewing pleasure, a new breed. The Puggle:

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Thursday, September 15, 2005

Songs Can Be A Killer:

I dont know what it is lately, but when I listen to certain songs I get incredibly sad. Like I feel like I am going to break down. I think I feel I have messed things up in my life. I think it also has to do with the incredible shitty place I am in now with no way out. I mean I dont think seeing midgets doused in spaghetti sauce riding motor scooters onto beaches looking like walking chicken cutlets would do the trick for me right now. I think the truth be told, it is the fact that I feel completely encaged right now. I am lonely and yet I am always surrounded by people. But I have no one to confide in, at least not without them trying to commit my ass. I used to have tons of people. I also used to be the person to go to. Now I am completely ignored in my life. Especially by people I once called my friends. I never truly knew desolation till now.

I am not going to lie and say I dont have some fucked up thoughts. I really dont have much to hope for in my life. I honestly dont see a future for myself. Just a past I have constantly fucked up. I feel like I have "missed my boat". I wake up some mornings wishing I was never born. Or that I had the 'Big Casino'. Im tired of just feeling like utter shit anymore. I am almost 30, and I have done nothing. There is much I have wanted to do, but have no energy for anymore. I cant touch my keyboard anymore. I cant write. I cant read. I wish I was dead.

Either or, I have been saddened lately, and I am not fully sure why. Depression is a bitch, yet fun for some great writing (not here mind you), and thoughts. Anyways I end this post with some lyrics that sum up how I feel right about now.

Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge while people run you through

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Monday, September 12, 2005

I turned on XMRadio 202, and the world seemed right again. Like it was March 2000 again and I get a second shot to make things right. Great hearing Ron and Fez on after O and A, just like the good ole days. Almost...

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Thursday, September 08, 2005

Alright, I have had a few days to calm down and collect my thoughts and to not make it so forcefully angry about the whole New Orleans debacle. My first gripe is to all the people who say "well what could Bush have done? He was on vacation." Answer: you get your ass out of vacation mode and start calling up National Guard units. The thing is they need some time to mobilize. It may only be a day, but still that day makes all the difference in the world. Either help with the evac before the storm and have them ready for after it. If nothing happens too bad, a stand down issue is all that is neccessary. Also, Mr. Bush, dont go to New Orleans flying overhead and making your assinine comments "...it looks doubly bad from up here." What a complete jackass. Take a page from the book of Rudy Guliani and just be there for your people and give them some plans on what to do and what to expect.

Second. More than seven days and people are still without power, water and are not being allowed to leave?! Before anyone says "...they need time." Bullshit. After the Tsunami hit in Asia, we had a US task force team mobilized and there in one day. I know cause many of the people there came from this base. We cant do that for our own fucking country?! Get these people some shelter, some water and get them the fuck out of there. Now the people that dont want to leave. Well that is just a damn shame cause the area is a sesspool and you got to go.

Third. I am not going to make it a race thing as much as it is a class thing. I have been to New Orleans on numerous occasions last year. Any who read this blog know that. I can tell you that New Orleans is a very poor area. It has some of the widest shift in economic diversity, going from poor to very rich with majority of the middle class coming from tourists. If this had been Dallas or San Fran or any other market town that doesnt have such a poor population, Mr. Bush might have of been inclined to help them cause they are his paying customers. But because these people are poor and help to promote "questionable moral behavior" that the born again doesnt agree with has probably helped to slow his reaction to helping these people. I totally agree with Bill Clinton when he says that relief is way to slow for these people. Get the ball moving, Mr. "Party of inclusion". Good job proving that point false. Hell even Bush's father believes that efforts are too slow, but it is hard to critisize your son especially after he gets elected again and you dont.

Fourth. Celebrities, take it easy with trying to guilt people into giving. There have been an influx of donations and the like. Things will take time to sort and the money donated will be diverted away by the corrupt government of New Orleans. People will help, they dont need your star power to remind them to be humans. Just take a note from people on how we live when your brain isnt thinned by the air your head lives in the stratosphere there.

I have said my peace. Fin.

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Wednesday, September 07, 2005

"More and more I can't say no
So afraid of letting go
If there's something I can grab
You can bet I'll pay the tab
Counting all the flowers
Waste the precious hours
I need to find some peace

All these problems on my mind
Make it hard for me to think
There is no way I can stop
My poor brain is gonna pop
And I don't have a purpose
Scattered on the surface
I need to find some peace

Woah

And all the broken tethers
We can bring together
I need to find some peace

I need to find some peace
I need to find some peace"

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Sunday, September 04, 2005

Yo, where the fuck did my last post go?!?! I wrote this awesome critique of our king....errr president and I didnt erase it. Fuck!! Oh well. Good job Bush. Just prove that if you are poor and black, you dont mean shit. Hell if you are poor you mean nothing. Fucking cocksucker.

Good job though keeping up on the hunt to make sure no American ever sees a tit again on TV though. You love to headhunt that ya fucking Nazi fuck!! Hitler had more compassion than you, you fucking racist fascist fuck!!