8.19.04/01:10  i think that stripper really liked me   

I saw a t-shirt on this website that said that and I thought it was hilarious.  So yeah, we're really down to the wire here.  Less than a day and a half from now I will be en route to the land of the Rising Sun.

 

There's not much else to be done.  I can't study too much or I'll be a class above Aubrey.  I'm still working on the Spike poster.  Here's how my progress is going.  Hopefully I will finish it tomorrow.  If not, it will give me something to do over winter break.

 

People keep telling me that my debit card is not going to work over there, so maybe I should invest in some travelers' checks.  I just really hate the idea of carrying around that much money with me though.

 

I distributed the copies today.  One to Amanda in Bloomington, one to a literary agent in Flat Rock, and one to my writing teacher at Pitt.  Please understand if I turned down your request to be e-mailed a copy that it's a rough draft and I can't risk people forwarding it all over the internet.  Tomorrow's post may be the last one for a while.  A few weeks, maybe.

8.17.04/20:08  expectations versus realizations        

You did not live up to what I expected you to be.  I guess I can't fault you for it, since it's something I anticipated might happen.  After all, I wouldn't want you to spend three important dollars on gas or waste two hours of your busy schedule on me.  Bonus: it's much cheaper in the long run for me to hate you. 

 

K'so darashinai onna.

 

The Village exceeded my expectations.  Lots of people told me I wouldn't like it.  They fail to understand that any movie with a beautiful female redhead lead character will automatically get four stars in my book.  It could just be that blind girl walking around in the woods for two hours and I'd love it.

 

New Cake song.  Heard it on the radio.  Didn't really like it, sadly.  I'm hoping they are just keeping up their trend of using their worst song on the CD as a single to attract idiots, i.e. Never There and Short Skirt/Long Jacket.

 

Jesse exceeded my expectations.  He bought me two awesome Dispatch CDs and wants to take me to the strip club, even though I'm trying to tell him it's not necessary.  Last week we went to this store in West Virginia that I'm now seriously thinking is a whorehouse for truckers.  Creepy.

8.17.04/20:01  wisdom from the hagakure                

Hirano Gonbei was one of the Men of Seven Spears who advanced straight up the hill at the battle of Shizugadake.  At a later date he was invited to become one of Lord Ieyasu's hatamoto.  Once he was being entertained at Master Hosokawa's. 

 

The master said, "Master Gonbei's bravery is not a hidden matter in Japan.  It is truly a shame that such a man of bravery has been placed in a low rank such as you are now.  This must be contrary to your wishes.  If you were to become a retainer of mine, I would give you half the domain."

 

Giving no answer at all, Gonbei suddenly got up from his seat, went out to the veranda, stood facing the house, and urinated.  Then he said, "If I were the master's retainer, it would never do to urinate from here."

8.17.04/01:36  late night musings                      

Why's it pronounced "Lupon" if it's spelled Lupin the 3rd?  Nick tried explaining it to me once, something about copyrights and stuff, but I didn't understand.  It comes on at 1:30 am on Adult Swim and I think it's great.  I hear they're making a movie.

 

[annie's blog]

 

I think I'm going to devote this post to plugging my friends' blogs.  Annie just started hers not too long ago when she was pissed at me about something. 

 

[jean's livejournal]

 

Jean's been at this for years, just blogging away and using jeanlike words that only make sense in jeanspeak.  She's far more smrter than I am, but that doesn't mean I don't respect her powers of fun.

 

[nash's website]

 

Yeah, he's a cult-pop culture fanatic.  He's into some cool stuff though.  If you're a single young lady and you plan on going to IU this fall, check him out.

 

And I guess that's it.  I'd post Megan's livejournal, but she might skin me.  And my sister never really got into hers.  And Nick stopped working on his pitt page.  Am I the only one pathetic enough to slave over a steaming computer all day to serve you up light-green drivel over a freaking sweet black background?  That's a rhetorical question; don't answer that.

8.15.04/10:25  unofficially unemployed                 

As of 7am today, I'm officially labeled as 'casual part time,' which means I work for my same department at UPMC, without those troublesome details of showing up or getting paid.  Nice.  You'd think that would mean I'm free to enjoy my last week. 

 

Not so fast.  My car decided to stop working on Friday, which is convenient because that's when my car insurance expired.  So I'm confined to my basement, unless someone wants to drive me somewhere.

 

That beautiful Tetris picture is from the other night at work.  I didn't do very much this weekend, and my only regret is that I didn't steal more office supplies.  Se la vi.

 

Oh, and here's something:  I finished my rough draft of twisting the knife!  Tomorrow I'm making copies, so if you'd like to be one of the five lucky testers to help me revise it while I'm in Japan, let me know.  I'm really excited to finally be done with something literistical.

 

Now I guess it's back to reading High Fidelity and working on my poster of Spike.  I'm going to miss you, beard.  We've been through some hairy times together, but we both knew it wouldn't work out.  Maybe someday you'll grow back and we can be together again.  I always cry at times like these...

8.12.04/16:31  one week left to go                     

Today's post might as well be titled: "Why Amanda is my best friend and you're not."  It's because she always remembers my birthday, even if I forget hers.  Because she shares my supreme love for Waffle Crisp cereal.  Because she gave me a box of awesome random presents for my trip.

 

Amanda, you seem really down.  I want you to cheer up, to become genki.  I don't know what to tell you to facilitate this, maybe all you can do is just wait until you feel better about things. 

 

[nicotine fist - kick it] MP3 file 1.8 MB

 

Here's another Nicotine Fist song for all you loyal Fisties.  I want to make the page for the new album, Dealt Out, but I'm lacking in that thing called time.  I've got to finish this poster of Spike, do about 40 pages of rewriting for v2.2, and about six million other things before tomorrow.  So it could be a few days.

 

I fixed the haiku translation below.  Where it said kutsu, it was supposed to be huku.  One means clothes and the other means shoes.  That's a pretty big gaffe.

 

And there's a technical glitch with the site that is bugging the hell out of me.  Every page has the 'site news/home' button, but they all point to June for some reason.  I don't know why, but June is somehow permanently etched as my index.htm page despite my best efforts to fix it.  Any techies want to help me with this?

8.10.04/18:57  pleasure spiked with pain               

So I'm sick.  Not in a life-threatening way, but like in a runny-nose annoying and sneezing constantly type way.  Driving all night after not having slept the day before may be a contributing factor.  There's a ray of light though, I found those demonic little treasures I've been seeking for a month now.

 

dankon mite-ru

huku o nuide-ru

kuti ga uetto

 

There.  Told you I'd translate that dirty haiku for you.  Hm?  I didn't say I'd translate it into English.  I also didn't say I'd be 100 percent accurate.  I feel that captures the spirit of it, though.  You should pay more attention to the fine print.  Okay, fine.  Here's a Nicotine Fist song, my favorite so far, even more than 'Rain'.  Don't be mad at me.

 

[nicotine fist - puppet strings] MP3 file 3MB

 

So there's this mall in Ohio Valley that I've driven by maybe 120 times over the years and never stopped in.  The other day we stopped there and I found a treasure.  I've been seeking a new wallet and now I finally have one.  You should be as excited as I feel. 

 

Even if you're not, it can't hurt to pretend.  Also, kid at GameStop tells me new DDR comes out next month on the 22nd.  Gotta love that.

8.8.04/12:56  dirty haiku contest winner #2            

And the winner of our second Dirty Haiku contest is: Lena Townshend of Shelbyville, IN.  Her haiku edged out the other four finalists because it was not only dirty and graphic, but also in Spanish.  Here it is:

 

Veo tu pene

te quitaste tu ropa

mi boca agua

 

Yeah.  A nice thing for me to do would be to translate this for you.  But not right now.  In about 5 minutes I'm leaving for the 'ville for 3 days.  Barring anything strange, I should be back Tuesday.

 

One last thing: thanks to everyone who came to my party yesterday.  Your presence was greatly appreciated and won't be forgotten.  I hope everyone had a fun time.

 

When I get back, there will be pictures, a new Nicotine Fist song, and perhaps a surprise of some kind.

8.4.04/18:13  nicotine fist! yeah!                     

I've spent the last two days in Ohio writing and recording another Nicotine Fist album.  I've not yet come up with a name for it, but everything else is done.  One of my post-prod pet peeves is that it only comes through on the left speaker, but when I try to use a different output from the 4-track it sounds fuzzy and distorted, and not in a usable way.

 

[nicotine fist - connect the dots]  MP3 file 1.39 MB

 

And check out this picture of the damage.  Pretty damageful, eh?  Grandma is PISSED.  She wants to sue the company.  I think she should.  I think she should sue them for a million dollars.  Then she can give the money to me to start my own business.  Heh heh.

 

It doesn't look like much, but consider this: the insulation is exposed and probably rotting after a week of rain, and even when they put on a new sheet of siding, the color won't match because it's not been subjected to ten years of fading.  It will be like a new car door that's a different color than the rest of the car.  Since she didn't ask for any of it, that's enough to make anyone upset.

 

Tomorrow I will crown a dirty haiku contest winner.  It's down to four that I really like, so perhaps I will think of an interesting way to randomly choose a winner.  Like to print each one on a piece of paper and fold them all into paper airplanes and throw them off the roof and the one that goes the farthest is the winner.

 

That was a joke.

 

Also, big ups to Mr. Briggs for posting my story.  I'm a big fan of everything he does, even as way back as the Office Jesus days.  I even ordered a t-shirt so I can pimp out his site while I'm in Japan.  I just said 'big ups.'  Shudder.

8.1.04/07:48  new month, new stuff                     

The dirty haiku contest ends tomorrow at midnight.  July has been archived, and so has June.  The archiving of June is apparently something I did not do last month.  How 'bout that.  Send your dirty haiku/hate mail/love to jbaugher@peachycomics.com.

 

[bounce (acoustic SoaD cover)] mp3 file 1.13 MB

 

I spent much of yesterday tabbing out an acoustic version of  'bounce' by SoaD.  It sounds...interesting, to say the least.  Still, I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out. 

 

[buckyball] excerpt [graphic]

 

And this is another sample chapter from twisting the knife.  Don't read it if you're easily confused or offended.  If you really want to shudder, it's based on a true story.  In case you're wondering, a buckyball is an empty spherical carbon molecule containing 60 or more carbon atoms.

 

In internet-related news, I downloaded Firefox and I really like it so far.  Also, if you're a PayPal user, you should go to this site and register so you can receive a settlement check, I believe it's a set-up comparable to the CD settlement last year.  Can't hurt to try, right?