Well I sent this article over to a friend that writes for a feminist blog.  Of course when I sent it to her, I got the "no, she sucks."  Which actually cracked my stupid ass up rather well.  Then again this involves shitty pop music and religion.  Two things that should work out grandly together if you know what I mean.

The article in question actually comes from CNN so that adds to this entire thing.  Apparently Avril Lavigne is far too sexy for their really stupid religious standards.  So women can’t perform unless they’re in a burka?  Oh wait, that’s not the rules in that country.  Here they are.

Malaysia requires all performers to wear clothes without obscene or drug-related images and be covered from chest to knees. They must also refrain from jumping, shouting, hugging and kissing on stage

This leaves so much up for interpretation.  A full latex body suit for example meets those requirements.  I’m certain there happens to be more needed there, but that’s all I have to go by.  I’m certain judging by the pictures of her that I’ve seen over the years.

Yet again, it’s modern society being brought down by the man of some stupid mythical figure out there in the clouds.  Come on people.  Grow the fuck up, don’t live your lives being scared you’re going to be spanked when you die.  You don’t know what happens, and neither do I.

In the final part for that.  That picture came up on a google image search for malaysian muslims.

Today has been one hell of a day in the office.  Turns out there was a suspcious suit case outside of the Bayer building across the street from here.  You know, the dudes that make asprin.  So of course our entire block is sectioned off here at the office and they won’t let us leave at all.  That means no lunch for us, hell I don’t even know if I’ll be able to leave when I’m supposed to.  Guess it’s a long day in the office.

The coolest part about all of this was watching them set up.  After it was all done you could hear some dude yelling "Fire in the hole! FIRE IN THE HOLE!" then a rather large explosion that shook the walls ever so slightly. 

After the explosion me and the rest of the office tried walking out to see what’s up, but the cops pushed us back in.  We’re trapped like rats I swear.

Photos are in my flickrstream. Only had my iPhone on me so not the best quality.

Update: After they exploded what ever, the cops and bomb squad bugged out pretty fast. I’m going to assume that it was just a homeless person’s suitcase or what ever it was full of clothes. If it was anything serious they probably wouldn’t have left in such a hurry. 7th and Parker are open again.

Well, it’s now down to 16 and a wake until I head back up to San Francisco.  In all honesty I can’t wait until that happens, just due to the fact that I feel like I’m dicking around when I should be taking care of some personal business.  You know, getting my apartment, furnishing it, getting my life all sorted out since I left Janelle’s and my apartment in earlyish June.

I haven’t been able to do an update for a little over a week due to the fact the machine I host on was in transit from Ireland to the Bay area.  Needless to say, that meant no web site, at least I host my email elsewhere.  It has been an interesting couple of weeks since I came down to San Diego.

I really don’t enjoy how hot and humid it is down here.  It’s a little too much for me, mostly because I’m not used to such weather after spending a little over three yeras in San Francisco.  At least in the east bay it’s not humid when it’s hot.  I’m sure I could get used to it after an extended period of time, but fuck it’s hot down here.  I sweat just doing nothing, sweat buckets.  If I walk then I’m pouring sweat.  Not fun if you plan on going out.

I did clown a couple of Thursdays ago.  Nothing major just some dirty puppet dancing at the House of Blues down town with Bruce and Willie Bologna.  When you’re doing something that crazy it gives you free reign to do what ever you want.  Hot girls would come up to me and make me grab them in all sorts of places and freak dance.  Sometimes I love weird shit just for that reaction.  At least there were no hippies about.

So the reason for the bug on this post is because when hanging out with Willie Bologna a constant topic of conversation is SHTF.  Basically what to do when the shit really hits the fan.  How do you survive, do you have  plan?  That sort of thing.  Since he’s crazy about surviving and making sure that he’ll live to witness the chaos he’s a great source of information.  Was going to pick one of those up anyway since they’re good times for plinking, small game and getting traget practice in cheap.

Probably going to do a camping and hiking trip up on Angel Island sometime in October.  Should still be fairly warm and not raining at that time.  Can see if I remember shit from when I was a boy scout.  Of course it might end up being rather rough for a first attempt.  Fun none the less!

I suppose that’s it for now.  More to come sooner or later.

I’ve learned how to make my own MREs to lighten the load of food and eat better than what you can get in a store.  I’ve figured out a lot of the things that I really should get.  Most expensive being the Ruger 10/22 semi automatic rifle.

Break ups are, not the right word but the first that comes to mind, funny. Really I should be thinking provoking and ironic. You start to look back at a lot of things and wonder what cold have been done differently. What wasn’t going to change about you or the other person. I started to wonder all sorts of things and had various questions ping ponging in my mind since this past Thursday and the weeks before. It’s taken me a long time to sort through some things. Many I haven’t come to any conclusions on, some I think I’m nearing or am there.

First off I’m in a lot of pain mentally and in my heart. Of course this is going to happen when the person you truly, or though so, loved leaves to go on their own adventures without you. Of course after this comes acceptance. Which is probably one of the hardest things to get to. Finally getting to the next stage and maybe being friends again, maybe not in some of my cases.

A lot of my questions keep coming and going. When they pop up I start to look inside to see what’s happening. At times it scares me, others it makes perfect sense. Though this isn’t the entire purpose for writing right now.

I’d like to say that the things I’m doing now I would have if my Texas Rose hadn’t left. Hadn’t moved to Utah. I’d like to say that but I’d be lying. I’d still be in the same spot I was because in all honesty I was too comfortable with what I had. I enjoyed the security we had in the little life we had carved out for ourselves. I loved that I wasn’t moving every few months. I loved holding her every night when we were together. That’s not enough when it comes down to everything.

Since she left I have changed my diet. I’m trying to lose a little bit of weight from drinking so heavily over the past few years. It has gotten a little out of hand. I’ve started exercising more because I want to get in shape. I’m only taking baby steps right now because you really need to crawl before you can run full throttle. I’m out of shape. I drink and smoke too much. At least the drugs aren’t very prevalent anymore.

So I’m doing good for myself physically. I’m eating better. I’m drinking more water. I’ve started to run, use a weighted jump rope, sit ups and push ups. It’s really all that I can do while being of no fixed address again in my life. Still these are baby steps and hopefully I will be in better shape by the time I get back to San Francisco in August.

I’ve even begun drinking less. I’ve only had four beers when going out at night anywhere. Alternating with water or a redbull if I’m tired like I am a good deal of the time due to lack of sleep. I’m really not ready to abstain for a month or more just yet, but I am getting there and get there I shall in a few week’s time. That I feel will bring along a lot of boredom for me since I really have nothing much to do other than think and work on improving my body and my mind.

Yesterday I paid my first fifty dollar gas bill to fill up my piece of shit Saturn.  Fifty dollars to fill up a four cylinder car?  That’s fucking insane.  Then again, gas prices jumped from $4.05 to $4.39 over night.  Yeah gas is getting expensive.  It’s getting crazy.  I can’t imagine actually relying on a car to get to and from work these days.  As a matter of fact I’m gonna get rid of mine again and go back to commuting with the BART and my skate board to and from work.

That’s not really what I’m writing about, even though it sucks, but rather mass transit.  Not public transportation which is generally decent in cities, but traveling and places that don’t have it. In news of the obvious air line fees are sky rocketting.  Yeah saw that coming with the price of jet fuel increasing and so many of them ending up in the red, plus charging extra just to travel with luggage.  I mean come on, you go on vacation, you gotta take luggage right?  Why doesn’t America have a valid alternative with high speed rail?  Yeah I can get around the west coast decently, but it’s still slow but cheaper and uses less fossil fuels.

If we’d only get off our asses and go the European route on this.  We would save energy, we would save fossil fuels and all in all it would be cheaper in the long run.  Of course our energy policy has been so fucked up for so long that it’d be a miracle to even get something like this done today.

Now we come to another story that is absolutely assnine.  People would rather cut other costs out of their lives than give up their 10 mile per gallon H2?  Are you fucking kidding me?  Vehicles like this are a major part of the god damn problem people.  Auggie Mathis you are a fucking idiot for saying what you did in that article.  You own how many of them?  You spend how much on gas polluting our world?  Then again this is in Texas.  Makes perfect fucking sense.

Over at IGN Comics theres an interview with Fred Van Lente that perked my interest.  Of course I’m a huge fan of Robert Kirkman’s runs on Marvel Zombies, as well as his "The Walking Dead," so when seeing the image to the right I had to click it.  Of course I didn’t know that it was Fred Van Lente and not Robert Kirkman doing the interview.  So my hopes fell pretty dramatically at first.

In all honesty a third run of Marvel Zombies could be good.  It could also be absolutely god awful.  I don’t think this is going to be a sequel really.  After all, the heroes mentioned, it sounds like it’s going to take place during the same time period as Marvel Zombies 2 when the "Galactus" are out in space in search for more food.

I’ll probably pick this up since I’ve already read everything dealing with Marvel Zombies.  I don’t know how keen I am to have it in the main 616 universe though.