Nothing excites me any more. One thing did but it played me. And now as always I am alone, stupid, and un-unique

Photo: Benjamin Lowy

http://nymag.com/news/features/48674/

I found this article extremely interesting because it takes a rogue like approach to journalism. The story writer actually took an in-depth examination of the subjects “the triangle”. He goes back into their troubled histories while at the same time chipping away at the seemingly pronounced yet childlike minds of the leaders of the Union Square Spartans. As someone who usually goes to union square every once in a blue moon I can say that I’ve never seen these guys in action. But i have definitely heard of them via. youtube, and word of mouth. I’ll definitely be seeking to spot their faces amongst the skaters, rejects and religious nuts who frequent the park. And now because of this article, when I actually do see them I won’t be blinded by skepticism that these are creative panhanders that found a new way to get money through entertainment. The main character “Legend” particulary interested me. He seemed genius yet childlike in the way he set up the spartans. Especially when the writer pens an argument that he has with one of his followers. He seems rash in his actions and blindly hopeful for their future. But the truth is I don’t see these guys going that far unless afforded some great oppurtunity where their dream is exploited for cash. I can say I wish ‘em the best of luck but they seem too uneducated, too poor and too hopeful to make the moves necessary in life to succeed. Which brings me to another issue homelessness and poor education but I’ll discuss that some other time. Till then, read the article it should suffice your reading appetite.

Red Hot Chilli Peppers – Tell me Baby  

This song pulled me back into the chilli peppers after their hiatus after they released “By the Way”, the CD that originally got me into them in the first place. 

Enjoy,

This is supposed to be some rap remix to some 70’s Phillipino TV show about a crime solving 2′5 midget. Godspeed Weng, Weng!!!

courtesy of, http://www.kanyeuniversecity.com/blog/

For you to take this as serious as you are right now is ridiculous. First off, everyone knows this is your program, and the mistake that I had made in no way belittles your supposed “seniority”. Your plans were alternated because I believed you were unaware of a scheduling conflict, something of which I should’ve called you to elaborate on, but failed to do because of my own time consuming schedule. I passed off the work on to someone who was obviously non-content for the job. However your attempt to son me was uncalled for. I understand though that you were caught in a moment of passion. That being sad, I forgive you.

I understand what I have said can be seen as wrong among someone who had not witnessed the event firsthand. So the following response is more so in an attempt to reconcile any misconceptions you have of me. First off I am offended by the malicious attack on my character you imposed upon me last night. When I made the comment it was as a sign of humor, in response to a standoffish gesture I received initially. It was never meant to offend or disrespect anyone; it was a joke, an arguably insensitive joke due to the circumstances where it occurred but a joke in its essence nonetheless. Secondly, I am offended at the young man for his lack of courage in actually coming to me as a man himself and telling me he felt disrespected by my meaningless comment. Even more I am disgusted at the fact that he would bring in someone totally unrelated to the event to seek for his so called justice. Personally I believe I didn’t do anything wrong except be my goofy and awkward self, I’m sorry if my 40,000 dollars a year doesn’t absolve the fact that some people may perceive me as an asshole, but I expect to be treated like an adult when I am spoken in a manner of discrepancy. You have no right to speak down to me as if I am a child who does not know any better. From this point on I can only hope you learned from our experience as I have. That some people are pussies (the sensitive waiter), some people are dicks (me for being a smartass), and that some people are assholes (you for feeling the vigilante need to defend someone you are not even connected with).

Not watching the Super Bowl.

Dead Broke.

Alone, As usual.

its not easy being me