i kick arse for the lord!

So many things about which to blog, so little time.

First of all, a re-discovery: I love coffee and after having downed seven grande drips (lightly sweetened, when iced) at Bumbershoot on Friday, I may, in fact, have developed a severe caffeine addiction.  Alls I know is that when I drink the coffee, the headache goes away.  I bite my thumb at thee, Starbucks!

Speaking of the Bumbershoot (and if I hear another fucking asswipe tourist call it BumPershoot, I’m gonna pitch a fit), fun has been had, by me, there.  I skivved off work on Friday and bummed around Seattle Center by myself for several hours, which turned out to be way better than trying to navigate a festival with several people because some asshole is always going to cock things up for the group, and if you’re alone, you’re the asshole, so you get to do whatever you want.  I saw a bit of the Memphis Radio Kings, who were okay, a little bit of Schoolyard Heroes, who suck, and then this totally awesome Pop N’ Lock dance demo.  Then I headed to the Starbucks Lit Stage, where I saw Susan Rich read and then some guy from Utne.  Good times. 

When I met up with Z for the Death Cab show on the mainstage, I was already running high on grande number seven, so I was more or less guaranteed to have some shaky, fidgety fun.  The only thing that came close to spoiling it was all the fucking kids.  I goddamn hate teenagers, man.  Where do these kids come from?  That Memorial stadium holds like, I dunno, 12,000 people and 10,007 were fucking 14 years old.  I HATE them.  It was this vast sea of Abercrombie and Fitch-y Urban Outfitter-ness, and I tell you what, if I had left the house with eye makeup like that when I was 14, my mother would have beat it off of me.  Anyway.  It was a pretty good show; though, of course, what really matters is that they played mah favorite song, “We laugh indoors,” which they did at their show in May.  It’s always awesome when a band plays the song that you were hoping that they’d play that you didn’t think they would play because the album is a couple of years old, so when they do you kinda feel like they’re playing it just for you even though you know it’s purely coincidence.  Yeah.  You know what I find hilarious at live shows?  How when a, I dunno what they’re called exactly: stage hands, techies, crew members, whatever, when one of them needs to go onstage to fix something or switch out an instrument, you know, when they need to cross the stage in view of the audience during the performance, they all slouch or duck or on some other way attempt to make his/her body appears smaller so as not to disturb the show and I’m like, dudes!  WE CAN SEE YOU.  It’s not like, camouflage body language, there, buddy.

Later, during the show, what’s his name exhorted the crowd to go out and register to vote because “this could be the most important election of our lifetime.”  Now, granted anyone who uses that particular rhetoric in regards to this election is most likely not voting for President Bush, he in no way endorsed any candidate—he just stated that voting is important and we should take the time to do it, man, especially when it’s super easy to register and to sign up for absentee ballots.  So, these kids in front of me took offense at this and actually fucking booed.  They booed, man!  Whuh?  They apparently felt that Ben Gibbard was some pinko-commie liberal democrat and his call to action was motivated by his un-American desire to vote for that lying, flip-flopping John Kerry, but regardless, I want to know how can you boo voting?  VOTING?!?! I mean, a) it really is the most that we can do besides run for office ourselves and b) how can you boo voting, godammit?  Voting—boo; Civil Liberties—bad! So.  I accidentally spilled my precious coffee on their shoes.  Whoops.  And THEN, a friend told me that he told other people I did that and I was like, NO YOU DIDN’T!  See, that is one of the many examples of how something I do could be endearing and/or amusing to my friends, but would make Other People think I am crazy.

Finally, I’m not the prayin-type, and I’m sure I won’t advocate that sort of faith until I’m dying young of a totally contrived heart condition and making a video testimonial for the baby daughter I am leaving behind , but if you are the prayin-type, please say a couple for former President, and love of my life, Bill Clinton .  Fingers crossed that he comes out of this as well as Dave Letterman and gets a big old mouth kiss from Julia Roberts to boot.

Comments

[Jadenator]

I can't believe you defiled someones shoes! But we all know stupid people who don't vote couldn't possibly have nice shoes, anyway.
Vote, bitches!

[Avi]

How do I get me a big old mouth kiss from Julia Roberts?

[Annie]

Did that caffeine headache go away yet? Coffee is a serious addiction, yo. You can never escape, NEVER!

[jason]

i'm jealous you saw deathcab. though after my pixies experience at bumPershoot (haha. j/k. that was one of the first things i learned my freshman year was that all the dumb freshman called it bumPer and that if i said bumBer i should sound smart).

... anyway: re: voting: my sister and i were talking about this the other day: how it has become anti-american and unpatriotic and "why do you hate america?" if you encourage people to vote or try to get people to register to vote. this is seriously disturbing.

furthermore, no offense to people who aren't registered, but another strange thing is asking someone to register to vote and they are like "hmm, i'm just not sure whether i want to vote or not." okay... well at least register so if you _do_ decide you want to vote come november, at least you can.

on another note: ahe: did you see the pixies last night?

[Ahe]

Ah, Jason, The Pixies are a whole other story...

[jordan]

bumbershoot was fucking shitty yesterday, did you go? there were 18 million people there, it was horrible and packed and argh! it took me almost an hour to just get into the stadium. what a fucking gyp.

[racist steve]

On the subject of voting, I am developing the anti-American opinion, which probably will offend many; that we should only encourage smart people to vote. You know, ones that actually think. So basically, where I might not boo someone who encouraged the Seattle youth to vote, I do believe the problem with our country is that the ignorant and those incapable of competent logic are allowed to vote.

Hence, I propose that we have a voting test. A thinking test if you will, to make sure that people voting aren't brainwashed bitches of the media's distortions. This will surely improve the U.S. in the sense that it will weed out these voting zombies that have time and time again placed corrupt, stupid, and crazy men into office.

And I know some of you are screaming CIVIL RIGHTS Liberties and that sounds like the same stuff black people went through back in the 50s and 60s where they had to count how many bubbles were in a pot of soap. So to remedy that, I say Black people should be exempt for the tests. Consider it a first, yet small step, to making up for those centuries of slavery and oppression. In fact, let us make the thinking test apply to only white people. They seem to be the ones screwing up this country anyway.

So there is my argument for the booers. I think that's what they were booing. They wanted a voting filter--thinking tests, or brain scans, or something.

-Racist Steve

[Jadenator]

I prefer training the dumb people to register and to vote for who we want in office. The write-in candidate, William Hung.
(I seriously did a msn search for 'most popular man in America' and his name came up.)

[WAMPIRE]

WAMPIRE is Anti-voting. And Pro-Dv. Only DV ppl should get to vote. Where are my hellyeahs, dumbasses??? Miss them. Kinda a lot. :(

[Ahe]

oh, WAMPIRE. they've truly stopped hitting themselves.