Nighthawk

Also, I thought the ending of the new Halloween was really good. When she initially starts dryfiring the gun over and over, I said "That's really fucked up." and then when it goes off and it just ends with her screaming, I said "Awesome ending. That's the kind of shit you never get better from. She's just going to be crazy forever now." It felt a little TCMish, with Marilyn Burns screaming/laughing her head off from the back of the pickup, and it's like "Yeah... she ain't gonna recover." That was one of the only good things about the TCM with Matthew McConaughey and Renee Zellweger, and the very end when Marilyn Burns has a cameo in a nuthouse being wheeled on a gurney in a catatonic state. Still crazy after all these years. I also thought a crucified dog at the gravesite was a bit of a TCM tribute. Would have made it a chicken in a cage, myself, but still pretty good. The TCM remake, by the way, was ok for one reason only: R. Lee Ermey.

It's not unpopular, it's actually pretty much the same thing everyone else just said. More words, though.

Hey, I'm still here, posting about blowing guys and torturing small animals when I was a kid. I know I took it upon myself to save the Chocolate Socket singlehandedly, but I'm just one man. Even if that one man is Milky, I can't do that shit alone, bitch. I miss all those people too.

Yeah, when I start fucking a girl and she's doing that, I punch her in the face. Wakes her up.

Nice picture.

In news of hating religion, since I want to be a stand up comic, I've started doing schtick to strangers in the street to see what gets a good reaction, and the best one is actually about Jesus. I stop people and say "Excuse me, can I have a moment of your time? I'd like to talk to you about Jesus." And they make some excuse about how they're in a hurry, and then I say "No, actually what I was going to say was that I hate him and he sucks." Which most people are actually surprised by, and apparently usually people who aren't foreign have a cursory appreciation of Jesus at least, and I get asked why and I say "One time I took a bunch of acid and he beat the shit out of me." It cracks everybody up. Try it! But don't steal it.

As far as other people go, my two friends I saw it with really liked it, and the theater seemed to. They were screaming at it like it was a roller coaster. Actually, very comically over the top reaction. I like to yell things out during movies, and the best reaction I got from this one was "I DON'T KNOW WHAT WE'RE YELLING ABOUT!" Got a "LOOOOOUD NOISES!" callback from somebody, too.

Those are good. The story about Keith Richards changing out his blood to beat his heroin addiction is one my favorite rock stories. And the footage of Courtney Love throwing compacts at Madonna is also a favorite. One of the funniest things about Courtney Love is a story I read in the Hot Letters section of Hustler (which is full of fucking out there, shit, by the way. Makes Penthouse Forum look like a Judy Blume novel) This was right after The People Vs. Larry Flynt came out, and it was supposedly a letter from a lesbian chick who paused the movie on one of her dramatic closeups and rode the tv. Yeah, just humped the television. But the funny part was when she also talked about pausing the movie during the scene where her vag is out and says, and I quote, "Look at those, meaty, floppy elephant ears!" If I ever meet Courtney Love, that's what I'm going to tell her. I actually kinda like her solo album, to tell you the truth. She was also in some good movies. And some bad ones.

A couple other things about volleyball: When I initially strolled into the gym and saw the girls practicing, I had some sort of fit and ran back out immediately and told everyone "I'M JOINING THE VOLLEYBALL TEAM!" When I did, the first day, after practice we were all just sort of messing around, playing a pickup game, and I had this very Meet the Parents moment where I leaped into the air and roared and spiked the ball into a girl's face and bloodied her nose. While she laid on the floor in tears (she wasn't very popular), one of the girls on my team said to me "Average spike... for a beginner." My response: "Shut up, bitch. Look at all that blood!" I guess they were bitchy at my school, too. I was just also a bitch, so it was ok. One time we played for charity, and we were supposed to collect money from local businesses. Carl's Jr. gave us a bunch of powdered lemonade to drink at the tournament, and instead of using the amount of money that the powdered lemonade cost, we said, "Ok, Carl's Jr. charges $1.50 for a small lemonade, and there's enough here for... 300 cups." And then reported that we raised $450 on that. We totally won, too. Both the tournament and the money raising contest. Only half of that was cheating. Regarding tennis, remember Anna Kournikova? (Overrated, but pretty hot. Her ass wasn't overrated, though). She was what made me first realize that tennis was hot, by itself. Because I saw pictures of her in bikinis and like, her modeling and stuff, and I said "Y'know I'd actually rather just see her in what she plays in."

Oh, sure you do. I mean, you can hold down a job and pay your rent on time, I'm sure, I don't mean that. I mean, I don't drink every day or anything, really, and I probably drink the least of people I know who drink, but I get way too expressive when I do, which is likely what happens with you. My problem is getting really talkative, and expressing myself far too well. The number of times I've been put on suicide watch is insane. I'm always like "Uh, no... I don't want to die, I just felt really bad. I guess I conveyed that too well." When I fell over, that was likely the drunkest I've ever been since college. It was just very cathartic to talk about how I was almost a serial murderer and it was a response to that.

I listen to a lot of neoclassical, but actual classical is... difficult. I listened to a lot of Beethoven when I first saw Clockwork Orange, though. Amadeus made me love Mozart, and actually I probably do listen to more Mozart than any other composer. (I know the movie isn't very accurate). I also like opera. I should go to one sometime.

Yes, Heelys. When I worked at a sporting goods store which was actually really more of a shoe store, we sold a million of those things a day. They ain't cheap, either. That was seriously what we sold the most of out of anything. I also hate them because of that experience. The store was in the ghetto, so because they were high profile, expensive, and easy to steal, they were all up on this really high shelf. So every time somebody wanted some, you had to go to the back, drag out a ladder and then look through box after box for the right color and size. Did I mention there wasn't even a halfhearted attempt to organize them? There wasn't. One time I found some clearance ones in a size 13 (we usually only stocked them to size nine), and there was no question in my mind that I was buying them until I tried them on. I almost killed myself. Kids make that shit look easy. It ain't. Low center of gravity, I guess.

Although this is only sort of half to do with Leena, I think I'll point out that women's tennis is actually just a really erotic sport. I think it's the running, exertion thing, plus the outfits they wear. Like, why do they dress like that? Do you seriously not know that it's the hottest outfit I've ever seen? Like, it's way hotter than Foxy Boxing and all that. The only hotter sport is volleyball, because you have the running, but also jumping and bouncing on top of it, and the shorts they wear. You know I actually played volleyball for years for no other reason than that. You can just run into the girls locker room, as long as they know you. They'll scream and cover themselves, but it's in a giggling way. And just be like "Oh sorry, it was a dare." and leave, and then at the pizza party that night they'll tell you how funny it was. And you can be like "Yeah, that was really funny. So funny I'm going to masturbate to it for the rest of my life." It wasn't coed volleyball, but we played and practiced at the same time.

First of all, let me address the question from Leena that I answered without even being aware that it was her. That was actually probably the funniest possible response to that. But uh, I did talk to her, and it seemed to go not so badly... maybe she did block me, but I have no idea what I said to make that happen, I was just trying to be nice. I drink way the hell too much, so probably something to do with that. I mean, I'm not to KOAB levels, but sometimes I say weird shit. Also, I recently became aware of why I drink so much. Had to do with falling over on the porch and scratching my face up. I do drink, but usually not that badly, and I had a conversation with myself while I was laying on the ground. Basically I asked why I overdid it so much that day, and honestly answered myself. It has to do with latent guilt over being such a god damned lunatic when I was a kid. Like, killing animals and setting fires and shit. And when I finally got arrested, when they saw my room, which had pictures of Ted Bundy all over the walls and porn with X's over the girl's eyes and books about Satan everywhere, they were like "O...K... maybe you need a therapist and not a probation officer." And so I drink a lot because it's the grown up version of cutting yourself. But I am trying, Leena, I'm trying hard. That much I can say with confidence. I will not message you when I'm drunk, I swear. I'll cut it into my arm as a reminder. You actually told me that years ago, too. "Well, not being drunk every time you talk to me would help." I do remember that. Well, everything else I just said should make my case that booze is pretty bad. I only drink alone now, which often gets called a bad thing, but it shouldn't. I mean, you're just making sure you don't do some horrible thing to people you're with. Just having some drinks and crawling into your own head isn't fun, but I prefer it to openly being an idiot. I just wish my room didn't have a phone and a computer in it. That said, pot is way worse. I've smoked a lot of it, don't like it anymore, and I actually hate potheads now. I mean, at least a drunk you can understand, that's about some kind of catharsis, it's a depressant, but marijuana just makes you hungry and laugh at everything. The whole culture is really stupid. I guess it's kind of a personal thing. I don't like it, but some people do, and some of them are friends of mine. My policy is basically "You can smoke weed if you like that, it's not a deal breaker, but I shouldn't ever know that you do." If it's such a large part of your life that I somehow have to hear about it, then no, we can't be friends. I hold myself to the same standard. Most people I know would have no idea that I'm such a huge alcoholic if they didn't ask me. Yes, they would legalize it. Much of why it's illegal is leftover racism, because it was introduced to this country via California from Mexico. They can profit from it, and it will be legal. That's going to happen. Matter of time.

Yeah, I really do get what you're saying there, but I actually really offended her, and I wish that hadn't happened. Not in the Marney way, where I openly told her to kill herself, but in an "Ok, I made a mistake, look I'm really seriously sorry." way. I actually did talk to her on aim the other day, and she seemed to have put that "unpleasantness" behind her, so I guess all is right with the world, but I wouldn't mind talking to her again. I do love her (and by the way, Adam, I also love you), but I love a lot of people. It actually does freak people out sometimes, but a person's soul really does touch me *right here* (beats chest). By the way, I love everyone on the secret board for jerks, but besides that, you and Leena are probably the only people on the internet I love. I do care a lot about Jingus, but he kinda makes me sad more than anything. Oh, and pbone. That guy rules.

Oh man, it was great! A couple points: I think you can humanize Michael Myers because we already have a basically perfect movie where they don't. Jesus, let's nail Rob Zombie to a cross because he wants to do something different. That was actually one of the things I liked most about it: I actually do sympathize with killers, and I myself used to kill cats and shit when I was a kid, and so I think that's good to see in a movie. Actually, let me just repost my reaction from the secret board for jerks: Then again, maybe Loomis is just a shitty doctor. His shitty book fits in with that. Lot of psychiatrists are idiots.

You're not serious, are you? She was such an annoying cunt. What exactly did she offer to the board other than her little mini-feuds and flamebaiting posts? No, I am serious, but you're right... it was probably detrimental to the board that she was here. What I miss is talking to her on aim, where if you really get to know her, she's awesome. I guess that has nothing to do with her being here. But since she's been gone, I've seen her on there like twice, and I think if she posted more, she'd probably think about it more. Of course, in that time, I've been on there like twice, myself, so it's probably my fault as much as hers. But the point is, I would really like to rekindle our friendship, I really like her. She used to think I was worthless as a person because our cybersex transcripts got posted here, but I really didn't mean for that to happen, and I think she's prepared to forgive me at this point. So yeah... not Leena the poster, Leena the person is who I miss.

No, it was cause she heard I was back, I think. I really, really miss her.

Oh man, my mother? My mom held broken glass to my throat and made threats kill me. I actually openly propositioned my mother for sex, just to be weird. I told my brother to hide in the closet, I said "Hey watch, I'm going to make mom fuck me." and I said "Hey, nobody's ever going to find out, so you should totally just get all over my dick. And I know that you know I totally found your dildos and used them on myself. This shit is bound to happen, so let's just do it." And she said "Uh, David, you are my son, and that is just god damned filthy. So, no, that will never happen, and I know that you have your brother hiding in the closest, so 'COME OUT NOW!' and he did, hanging his head in shame. And she said "I'm ashamed of both of you. Just... go to your rooms." Well, I seriously don't think I do that. I only talk to a select few people on aim, and you ain't one of them. I occasionally get drunk and say weird shit, and get shut down instantly, but there's seriously no way I did it to you. rullmar? No, I seriously just don't even know you. I would never talk to you on aim, really wouldn't. On the other side, I talked to Leena the other day. She was totally nice to me. That was great.

In addition, I have another one I should have mentioned: Seth Putnam of Anal Cunt, although he's more in the "giant asshole and drug addict" mold. But there's lots of good stories about him. Like the one about him stagediving and the crowd totally parts like the Red Sea and he just falls on his face. He also got in a fight with Chris Barnes, although their stories about it are totally different. Still, that's good, because Chris Barnes sucks. It's weird that I like Corpsegrinder way, way more, but I still think the the Corpse's best albums were with Chris Barnes. There's also this gem from wikipedia: Hm, and apparently the GG Allin song "Anal Cunt" was named after the band and not the other way around. Interesting.

Well that made me laugh out loud. I will say go ahead and do it, just to say you did. I never did, because I barely even qualified as going to college, but I did hang out at the parties, and saw some crazy shit. I warn you, however, that like Homer Simpson, my concept of college life is pretty much completely based on movies I watched in the 80s. That's really how it looked, though. Gangbangs, rampant alcoholism, the whole deal.

What I'm most curious about is if you actually believe in ghosts. I don't believe in anything even slightly spiritual, total nihilist, but I see them all the time. However, I understand that I'm just crazy and sometimes have flashbacks from insane drug usage. If I do the Freddy Kruegar "Go away, I don't believe in you!" it usually works. I also occasionally use the Sixth Sense technique where you just talk to them, and it will sometime annoy ghosts away. I often get told "I'm sorry, but I would rather go to Hell than spend another minute listening to you." My new Nazi punk band where I wear pink corpsepaint is tentatively called "Kitty Genovese".

Yeah, but he has hundreds of other videos where he isn't depressed, and he still talks like that. Honestly, I was really really bad at 15, but there's no way I was that bad. Then again, we couldn't just document ourselves that easily when I was that age. I shudder to think what those videos would look like. There's entire years of my life that passed without so much as a snapshot except for my yearbook photos. I thank God every day for it.

I really like the movie Idiocracy.

Didn't mind Balls of Fury at all. I actually like Johnny Mnemonic, too. It's really weird and partially stupid, but I like the guy who cuts people in half with a laser whip. When being told about the movie before I saw, at that point was when I said "Sold!"