fultronics

Have you seen the video? David Letterman told Bill O'Reilly that about 60% of what O'Reilly says is crap. Hopefully the weird kid at school that befriended me who is a Factor fan saw this exchange. This strange creature I met during transfer student orientation, we were seated next to each other and struck up a conversation when we realized we had both moved to Syracuse from NYC. He seemed innocuous, a little dense and dorky but not evil. Over the course of two semesters, however, he has haunted me like a schizoprenic's hallucinations. He lurks around corners, emerging from the shadows to engage me in conversations about his Hispanic roommates annoying "beer parties" and shitty horror movies. This pathetic pseudo-human is a racist, hateful little piece of shit. In conversations with me he has disparaged the French, black people and even the Irish. I've been able to avoid this kid for a while, but school starts up soon and I'm a little worried. He doesn't intimidate me physically--he's very slight, with misshapen ears and a manner of speaking that hints at minor retardation and respiratory problems--it's just that he does look like the kind of guy who might collect handguns or ninja weapons. He really likes the scene in RoboCop II where the cyborg police officers commit suicide.
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Did you ever notice that some people can get away with whatever they want just because they may be attractive or intimidating or both? Guess what: if you get really, really drunk it's amazing what you can do and say to people and they won't do shit! Except for this one time when I slapped this guy and then he rabbit-punched me in the nose. That was the exception to the rule! (It also was when I found out that I'm a bleeder! Don't punch me in the nose unless you want a mess!)

On a darker note, have you noticed how FUCKED UP the world is?

Welpers, guess I better watch my DVD--I rented "Peep Show", which is a British sitcom. Right now, I'm watching Premium Blend and I heard a comedian make a funny observation: isn't it weird when you're talking to somebody on the street and you say goodbye and then you both start walking off in the same direction? It's like, are you allowed to keep talking or should you just pretend like you can't see each other? That's hilarious! I honestly thought all the good observations were taken. Just goes to show you, life will never cease to amaze us humans!

PS I'm back and the reviews are in, and zer gut! Don't believe me? Check out the comments!
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So much has happened in the last two years! I got married, moved to Syracuse, NY, got a dog, and recently had a hip replaced! Through it all, my belief in a higher power has helped me through it all....NOT! That spiritual shit is such a cop out!

My posts may be a little terse for the time being: I am out of practice and am doubting my belief that I have what it takes to blog. It breaks my heart to think that someone such as myself, Fultron, would second guess my creative abilities. But to paraphrase eminem, I already have the blogspot, all I need are the words!
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Goddamit, I suck at expressing my ideas in a written forum. But that won't stop me. With practice comes perfection: this is my motto, and I will have it engraved on my huge, 50 ft. tall tombstone/monument when I die. What do you think, obelisk or statue?
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Welcome back to fultronics. It's been a long long long time...since I listened to the white album! Not much has happened since my last entry: school is rockin', summertime's been gone a while now, and I'm keeping all my VD in check. Haha, just kidding!

Right now I'm learning about relativity in physics, except I'm not really learning much, just some effects of the theory and some useless equations. Why bother learning how to derive something? Just plug in some numbers.

American schools are stupid. The obsession with factoids and grade progression is total bullshit. You end up learning something half-assed about 10 times. Then you graduate. Our schools should be more like the ones in Japan, without all the bukakke and hooking!
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I got schnockered with Fultron and Spanish this weekend and then basked in gluttonous belchery following a huge dim sum lunch. I must confess that I felt unbridled joy as I walked the streets of New York with these wonderful beings, browsing for low-cut men's briefs and oogling the bling bling for sale by the locals. It was a quest for toast, knock-off handbags and ugly window coverings. I still tingle with goofy giddiness. Thanks so much you two! I can't wait to see you again!
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Denver just sent me a new diatribe to post:

i just finised watching the california governor runoff debate. not so interesting. i wish one of them would have just said the lamest arnold one liners over and over, there are a lot of them. my favorite are from that last batman movie, where he was mr. freeze,
"cool pah-ty"
"i will put you on da ice"
"chill out"
today was not so good at work. i drive a taxi. i didn't make much money and just about every customer was really offensive in one way or another. let me count the ways.
1) the old hispanic couple who were going to get drunk at big chief bar. their fare was only 3$ and they harrased me the whole time and then said it should have only been 2.50. even though they were quite elderly, i wanted to leave them in the middle of the road and almost did.
2) the really drunk guy that i drove really far to pick up. he was at a restraunt on the east side and i had to go in to pick him up. he was really wasted and wanted to finish his full margarita before he left. he also wanted me to drive around the block so i could park closer to the door even though it was in a different parking lot. i told him i wouldn't give him a ride and left.
3) the old lady that never showed up
4) donald palmer. i hate this guy. he is a regular customer. he is a middle aged guy that works for the i.r.s. he is one of the s.t.s. customers. i think s.t.s. stands for special transit service. which means we fill out a voucher for them because they are handicapped in one way or another and the city pays for it. i had one of these customers the other day who was a blind lady who was quite hysterical and kept screaming at me because the address she wanted to go to was different from the voucher and i'm not allowed to take them to a different address. i left her in the parking lot at fiesta. so donald palmer. i don't want to come off as a hater of the disabled. but this guy can really grate on me. he has a bad leg or something, but he is also some kind of extreme obsessive compulsive or something in a really bad way. he has to micro-manage everything when i drive him. he has to explain every time how the one exit from the building involves a really long red light. he does equally
annoying things the whole way to his house. every time.
5) the guy i picked up on sixth street. i actually made almost 20$ for this one but i still hated him. he smelled bad.he may have peed his pants. i had a feeling that he wasn't going to pay, but he did. but the whole long trip i was creeped out and was expecting the worst. he kept talking about how he didn't like johnny depp until he saw 'dead man', which he thought was called 'dead man walking'. he works in the kitchen at sugar's. (a local strip club, and not one of the better ones).
in happier news, i'm trying to quit smoking again and may have met the girl of my dreams. i met her the other night on a group outing to the crazy lady (another not so great local strip club). don't worry, she doesn't work there. she friendstered me yesterday. i thiink she wants to 'hook up' as dr. drew might say. he was on 'fresh air' today. it was really a 'worlds collide' experience for me. i love dr. drew, and i love 'fresh air'. but never thought the two would meet. unfortunately, barbara belgrade was in for terry gross.
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Tonight I think I'm going to go see the Reigning Sound. They're playing at this place in the East Village somewhere on 2nd Ave between 4th and 5th; I can't remember the name of the place but you'll see it when you walk by, I guess. 7 bucks, pretty cheap for New York. You should try to make it out, we could drink a couple beers or something. I don't have any of their records, so I can't really say I'm a huge fan, but I know they're fun to see live; I know because I saw them with Dead Moon last year. Definitely try to make it out, I'll give you a buzz if I don't think I'm gonna make it.
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Heard from Denver Smith recently. He'll do some more guest blogs when he figures out how to do them again.

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Last night I drank five beers, which is definitely not something to write home about but does take me back to those days when I could slug seven or eight drinks in a couple of hours. Now four beers will give me a hangover. Of course, over the course of a day I can drink many, many beers and barely feel it. That's probably the thing I'll miss most about summer. Those 4th of July-type parties where you hang out in the sun all day and drink beer but never get drunk. I guess I should make the most of this weekend--summer won't be back for another 9 months.

Just for fun, here's an elegiac list of all that's summery:

Sonic (TX only)
sweaty underwear
backpack sweat
frozen water bottles
AC
watermelon
popsicle
sno cones
swimming
paraplegic people in wheelchairs who are all sweaty and sunburned
sunburns
cheap sunglasses
barbeques
stinky subways (NY only)
summer jams

Goodby, summer of '03! I'll miss you!


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