Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Amazon.com is nothing more than a medium for sending yourself presents
I love mailordering things. It's super fun. I know I should probably use half.com, but I know how bad I am about sending people packages, so I have no faith in other people to be any better at it. Today I recieved an order that I made like 2 weeks ago ... Two weeks, it turns out, is so long ago that I had forgotten what I ordered.

Here is what is making my day a lot more awesome right now thanks to Amazon.com and my very own personal awesomeness:

DFL: Proud To Be
I listened to this record no less that 9 million times when I was between the ages of 15 and 17. The CD (that I still have) is so horribly scratched that only the first 3 songs are playable. After that, dream on. I tried fixing it with one of those CD fixer things once, but those things are a scam. Or maybe griptape scratches were just never meant to be repaired by one of those things. Who knows? One of the Beastie Boys used to play bass in this band. I guess a couple of the dudes went on to form a band called Family Dog, but I haven't heard them. Maybe someday.

The Dead Kennedys: Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables
The Dead Kennedys rule. Enough said. Sadly, I've never actually owned this record. I've got just about all the songs on it taped on random cassettes somewhere though. I also have the tape version of "In God We Trust Inc." which has all the songs on side A, with side B remaining blank. On the back of the tape it says something to the effect of, "Home taping is ruining the recording industry. The second side of this tape has been left blank so you can do your part." Fuck you RIAA ... Even circa 1981.

Departure Lounge: Jetlag Dreams
I stole this record off the internet a long time ago, then lost it when my ipod crashed. I never would have bought this record had I not downloaded it for free off the internet. See RIAA, you're super stupid. Fuck you. Anyway, this record is dreamy. If you play it in the presence of a girl, your chances of a crucial makeout sesh go up ten fold. For real.

I also got some books ... Friedrich Nietzsche stuff. Insteresting. I can't really say anthing about them because I haven't read them yet. Philosophy is interesting to me, but I'm a little worried that, if I read up too much on it, I'll become some pompous beard stroking coffee house fruitcake. It doesn't seem to be a path you choose, it seems to be a path you go down accidentally. Kind of like how Birkenstocks are super comfortable, but will inevitably turn you into a stinking hippy, a "sensitive man" type, or a developer.

Read this book
I'm about a third of the way through The End of Oil, by Paul Roberts, right now and it is freaking great. If you're at all interested in the super complicated and way confusing subject of oil, or even if you want to find out why invading Iraq makes sense, this book explains it really well. So good. I can't get through it fast enough. Bottom line: Invest in hydrogen, buy a hybrid car and think about moving to Siberia in a couple decades.

Word bro.

... and every girl is 4 drinks away from posing topless.

Time for the glory of Taco Bell and a bounty of 7 layer burritos.