Rik's Log 7.26.06
It's 5am
I'm surfing de web & watching cartoons...the usual stuff you know...
And I got to thinking--how much I missed the last day of school.
You remember in Grade school and Jr High when the last week of school came...
And how cool it was to just count the days, the hours and the minutes...
Well I miss that sense of anticipation...
It was even cool in HS...
Everyone was wearing shorts and discussing their summer ideals...
And nothing will ever beat the last week of 6th grade.
Man I wish I could revert.
Anyways I need to get a new laptop...well a laptop period.
Of course it'll be new but it's not like I'm replacing an old laptop...
So I'm shopping for my first laptop, that I'll say.
Anyways at first I thought I new what I wanted then...
Well I got confused and then I thought I figured it out...
But now I'm still confused again...oy vey!
I've narrowed it down to an Apple MacbookPro or an Alienware Sentia laptop
I dunno which since both have good selling points...so I'm confused.
The Apple was my first choice
but after some researching it's lost alot of it's charm.
First thing it's horribly expensive compared to what I can get from Alienware.
Another thing that would be good for most people but not a wierdo like me...
The other day I was onset working
You know getting dat cheddar...as the kids tend to say...
Well everyone using a computer were all using their little Macs & Apples
& I got to thinking do I want the same thing that everyone else got...?
It seems everywhere I turn I get bombarded by all these hip Apple users...
I just don't really like them why should I join up with them--
I actually want to rise above them...even most of my Apple-loving friends.
I also hate those pretensious Mac commercials...
& I can't for the life of me buy into a brand or product whose's ads I hate.
I rarely buy Coca~Cola or Miller Lite.
So I'm really undecisive about a Mac...
But I must admit it's got alot of convienient & useful things I could use...
I've worked with OS-X before and it's pretty amazing...I actually like it.
And the fact that everyone has one...well I could fit in...
And sometimes it's important to fit in--I'm can get tired of saying
"No I can't help cause that program won't work on my PC."
Or "I did the work but you can't see cause it's on a PC format."
On the Alienware side it's got the same features as the MacBook
& a bit more power and upgradabilty (which Macs don't have)
And it's around $700 cheaper...which is a nice bit of money...
Most of my work is done on windows which I'm used too anyways.
But it doesn't have Mac's OS-X
Which has alot of features that kickass and I might want or need.
But are they worth $700 extra?
Man I won't know the answer till I buy a computer.
Why can't they make a Windows Based laptop under dos-grand that runs OS-X...
And isn't own by pretensions hipsters? I'd buy that eh...
It is my lot in life to suffer.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Saturday, July 1, 2006
& They're All Livin' Devil May Care
Rik's Log 7.1.06
So Several folks have been asking me to divulge on my Vegas experience
So finally tired of mumbling some craps...{haha} I’ve decided to write this.
So if you’re interested--read it.
So Vegas was…
The airplane ride was uneventful--except for the music.
Now lemme tell you I really like riding on Delta Song Jets
And I’ll try to only fly with that airline, if I can have it my way.
They have this thing that plays music and it has tons of albums
I listened to several Beatles and Stones albums,
& tons of 90’s pop which was cool...
But what did me in was listening to Aaron Copland’s Billy the Kid ballet
It’s an exceptional piece and particularly angelic
So while I’m flying over the Grand Canyon
You can imagine The Open Prairie playing and I just feel majestic.
They also had this trivia game you played against other passengers
I came in third place repeatedly but quit after frustrating losses.
So when I arrive at the Vegas airport…
It’s a mile walk to get anywhere near to the baggage claim.
And rather than make a decent moving walkway
They decide it’s better to litter the airport with slot machine.
This is going to be the running theme of Las Vegas...
Rather than make things easier for you
They go outta their way to make it rather inconvenient for you...
While mysteriously making it convenient for you to spend your money.
So we leave the airport and arrive at the Vegas Strip...
It’s only about a 1/4 mile from the airport so you can’t really miss it.
I soon realize that there is not much more to Vegas than the Strip.
Now the Strip is impressive but c’mon this is what this city consist of...?
So walking down the Strip it like being in Disney World or Time Square
Only there are Adult themes--signs everywhere for great sex & alcohol.
Like a giant amusement park all the Hotels have themes.
They either resemble countries or regions like Paris, NY, or Venice
Or they have historical themes like ancient Rome or Egypt, or Medieval England.
The craziest thing is there is this idea...
That Vegas is the Family Entertainment Capital
But the moment you step into the strip...
You realize there is not much a person under 21 can do here.
So after you’ve walked through the Strip and seen the excitement
Which is not that big once you’ve been to Time Square or Mardi Gras
You begin to feel very dehydrated and you go to get some water
There you realize that Vegas is the most expensive place outside of Disney World.
A bottle of water cost about three bucks & don’t try drinking tap water--it sucks.
We went to a buffet and it was 25 bucks per person...
& that didn’t include alcoholic beverages!
And then there is all these everyones who will do anything for a tip.
There’s a guy in EVERY bathroom giving you paper towels for tips...
For a buck I can get my own damn paper towel myself.
The next couple of days where spent working very hard and hardly sleeping
And it only reaffirmed my first impressions that Vegas sucks.
I travel through much of what was Vegas outside the Strip & wasn’t much impressed.
However I must admit that the scenery outside of Vegas is impressive
The mountains and the beautiful desert with nothing to see but the sky...
They were indeed very magnificent.
When it came time to leave I was just so happy to get out of Vegas
That I waited in the airport for hours not to miss my flight.
(I already missed 2 earlier).
And NY was a cool breath of air--finally a town where things made sense.
Now lemme tell you my greatest revelation of Las Vegas
It came after driving in & out of Vegas to SoCal and back.
I realized the silliest thing which is perhaps the most impressive thing as well.
Las Vegas is a desert in the middle of nowhere.
But somehow somebody (probably Bugsy Siegel) 50 years ago
Thought up a genius way to get people out in California and other places
To travel for hours to the middle of a desert to spend their money on booze
And give the rest of it away to casinos in silly card games.
It’s sinister--it’s just a desert but everyone goes there and thinks it’s awesome.
If I told you
That I’d make The Mojave into the Entertainment Capital of the World
You’d lock me up--but look at Vegas!
It just proves a sucker is born every minute.
So now you know my views on Vegas.
And you’re asking “So Rik you’re never going back to Vegas again?”
But I’ll probably be back someday...
Cause I really want to get on the rollercoaster in New York, New York.
So Several folks have been asking me to divulge on my Vegas experience
So finally tired of mumbling some craps...{haha} I’ve decided to write this.
So if you’re interested--read it.
So Vegas was…
The airplane ride was uneventful--except for the music.
Now lemme tell you I really like riding on Delta Song Jets
And I’ll try to only fly with that airline, if I can have it my way.
They have this thing that plays music and it has tons of albums
I listened to several Beatles and Stones albums,
& tons of 90’s pop which was cool...
But what did me in was listening to Aaron Copland’s Billy the Kid ballet
It’s an exceptional piece and particularly angelic
So while I’m flying over the Grand Canyon
You can imagine The Open Prairie playing and I just feel majestic.
They also had this trivia game you played against other passengers
I came in third place repeatedly but quit after frustrating losses.
So when I arrive at the Vegas airport…
It’s a mile walk to get anywhere near to the baggage claim.
And rather than make a decent moving walkway
They decide it’s better to litter the airport with slot machine.
This is going to be the running theme of Las Vegas...
Rather than make things easier for you
They go outta their way to make it rather inconvenient for you...
While mysteriously making it convenient for you to spend your money.
So we leave the airport and arrive at the Vegas Strip...
It’s only about a 1/4 mile from the airport so you can’t really miss it.
I soon realize that there is not much more to Vegas than the Strip.
Now the Strip is impressive but c’mon this is what this city consist of...?
So walking down the Strip it like being in Disney World or Time Square
Only there are Adult themes--signs everywhere for great sex & alcohol.
Like a giant amusement park all the Hotels have themes.
They either resemble countries or regions like Paris, NY, or Venice
Or they have historical themes like ancient Rome or Egypt, or Medieval England.
The craziest thing is there is this idea...
That Vegas is the Family Entertainment Capital
But the moment you step into the strip...
You realize there is not much a person under 21 can do here.
So after you’ve walked through the Strip and seen the excitement
Which is not that big once you’ve been to Time Square or Mardi Gras
You begin to feel very dehydrated and you go to get some water
There you realize that Vegas is the most expensive place outside of Disney World.
A bottle of water cost about three bucks & don’t try drinking tap water--it sucks.
We went to a buffet and it was 25 bucks per person...
& that didn’t include alcoholic beverages!
And then there is all these everyones who will do anything for a tip.
There’s a guy in EVERY bathroom giving you paper towels for tips...
For a buck I can get my own damn paper towel myself.
The next couple of days where spent working very hard and hardly sleeping
And it only reaffirmed my first impressions that Vegas sucks.
I travel through much of what was Vegas outside the Strip & wasn’t much impressed.
However I must admit that the scenery outside of Vegas is impressive
The mountains and the beautiful desert with nothing to see but the sky...
They were indeed very magnificent.
When it came time to leave I was just so happy to get out of Vegas
That I waited in the airport for hours not to miss my flight.
(I already missed 2 earlier).
And NY was a cool breath of air--finally a town where things made sense.
Now lemme tell you my greatest revelation of Las Vegas
It came after driving in & out of Vegas to SoCal and back.
I realized the silliest thing which is perhaps the most impressive thing as well.
Las Vegas is a desert in the middle of nowhere.
But somehow somebody (probably Bugsy Siegel) 50 years ago
Thought up a genius way to get people out in California and other places
To travel for hours to the middle of a desert to spend their money on booze
And give the rest of it away to casinos in silly card games.
It’s sinister--it’s just a desert but everyone goes there and thinks it’s awesome.
If I told you
That I’d make The Mojave into the Entertainment Capital of the World
You’d lock me up--but look at Vegas!
It just proves a sucker is born every minute.
So now you know my views on Vegas.
And you’re asking “So Rik you’re never going back to Vegas again?”
But I’ll probably be back someday...
Cause I really want to get on the rollercoaster in New York, New York.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Cause the Slightest Thing and I just might Snap!
Rik's Log 6.28.06
So not heeding the warnings of self-psychoanalyzing
I've continue researching my halfbrain idea
That I might somehow possess some mild form of APD
And thus be labled pyschotic.
Reading about APD in Wikipedia (the greatest website on Earth)
I've come across useful bits of knowledge.
Check it out here
Like for example childhood signs of APD include
A longer than usual period of bedwetting
Cruelty to animals
Firestarting and other vandalism
Lies
Theft
Agression to peers
Truancy
Defiance of Authority
I could possess several of those qaulities...
I've been known to be a liar by some (I don't think I am but I might be lying).
I've been know to despise authority not so much defie but depise.
I was a little truant when I was in High School.
Now firestarting I don't recall but there are accusations...
They're probably just some malevolent people who want to pin me as a pyromaniac.
And they say I'm a little rough with animals
I just feel that animals need to know who the dominant species is here...
but I wouldn't call it cruel...if the animal admits my dominance & kowtows
Well I'll leave it alone.
But looking at these early symptoms I can see how some would confuse me for a pyscho.
knowing me...I can be very desensitized to violence and other emotions...
But it begs the question is it really that I've got a mental disorder
Or just a pure product of my desensitivity training from the tele & the media?
Well eitherways I crafting out my pyscho letters
For if the moment comes when I decide to terrorize the city or nation
I'll be ready with something to say.
Because when you've got the nation paralyzed and everyone's attention...
You don't want to be caught with your mouth agape and nothing to say but 'huh?'
Well now fly fly fly little blog-readers....
*this was initially posted under the title "The Vice of Killing"
but the title was switched with a newer post that was more appropriate.*
So not heeding the warnings of self-psychoanalyzing
I've continue researching my halfbrain idea
That I might somehow possess some mild form of APD
And thus be labled pyschotic.
Reading about APD in Wikipedia (the greatest website on Earth)
I've come across useful bits of knowledge.
Check it out here
Like for example childhood signs of APD include
A longer than usual period of bedwetting
Cruelty to animals
Firestarting and other vandalism
Lies
Theft
Agression to peers
Truancy
Defiance of Authority
I could possess several of those qaulities...
I've been known to be a liar by some (I don't think I am but I might be lying).
I've been know to despise authority not so much defie but depise.
I was a little truant when I was in High School.
Now firestarting I don't recall but there are accusations...
They're probably just some malevolent people who want to pin me as a pyromaniac.
And they say I'm a little rough with animals
I just feel that animals need to know who the dominant species is here...
but I wouldn't call it cruel...if the animal admits my dominance & kowtows
Well I'll leave it alone.
But looking at these early symptoms I can see how some would confuse me for a pyscho.
knowing me...I can be very desensitized to violence and other emotions...
But it begs the question is it really that I've got a mental disorder
Or just a pure product of my desensitivity training from the tele & the media?
Well eitherways I crafting out my pyscho letters
For if the moment comes when I decide to terrorize the city or nation
I'll be ready with something to say.
Because when you've got the nation paralyzed and everyone's attention...
You don't want to be caught with your mouth agape and nothing to say but 'huh?'
Well now fly fly fly little blog-readers....
*this was initially posted under the title "The Vice of Killing"
but the title was switched with a newer post that was more appropriate.*
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Should I fly to Los Angeles find my asshole brother
Rik's Log 6.10.06
So I'm sittig at home the other day...
Suddenly I gets a call from Roy Nowlin Jr.
"It's on, we're going to Vegas this weekend."
I'm like
"What's on?"
Roy's like
"The music vid in Vegas. Do you remember last week?"
I'm like
"Oh last week. Umm yeah the music vid in Vegas--how's that?"
Anyways so I'm going to vegas to shoot a music video.
Perfect place to shoot a video too...
As soon as I get my paycheck I'm going to spend it on gambling and hookers.
And you know what's cool I'll even get to see LA too...
Driving there for a day so you Cali folk should hit me up.
I'll be driving around for a few hours than rushing to Vegas again
Doesn't that sound soo cool?
Well at least I made it to Cali this summer like I wanted to do. : )
So I'm gonna go to Vegas & Cali for the first time
And all I'm going to do is work.
I love this way of traveling--t not about fun just work.
But hopefully unlike NOLA I'll meet someone fun...
And in fun I mean you know...wink, wink. : )
Anyways I've been researching psychopaths and APD
Because I'm writing a short story about a murderer.
It's aptly titled 'A Murderers Notes'
And I'm even thinking of doing a novel calling it 'Don't Fear the Devil'
Well anyways the point...
After researching all about APD and psychopaths
I'm thinking I might suffer from a slight case of APD
It would answer lots of questions--I'm a fucking pyscho.
I dunno maybe it makes sense.
Anyways I gotta go to Vegas and spend all the money I earn
& maybe kill some people (like the famous saying goes).
So I'm sittig at home the other day...
Suddenly I gets a call from Roy Nowlin Jr.
"It's on, we're going to Vegas this weekend."
I'm like
"What's on?"
Roy's like
"The music vid in Vegas. Do you remember last week?"
I'm like
"Oh last week. Umm yeah the music vid in Vegas--how's that?"
Anyways so I'm going to vegas to shoot a music video.
Perfect place to shoot a video too...
As soon as I get my paycheck I'm going to spend it on gambling and hookers.
And you know what's cool I'll even get to see LA too...
Driving there for a day so you Cali folk should hit me up.
I'll be driving around for a few hours than rushing to Vegas again
Doesn't that sound soo cool?
Well at least I made it to Cali this summer like I wanted to do. : )
So I'm gonna go to Vegas & Cali for the first time
And all I'm going to do is work.
I love this way of traveling--t not about fun just work.
But hopefully unlike NOLA I'll meet someone fun...
And in fun I mean you know...wink, wink. : )
Anyways I've been researching psychopaths and APD
Because I'm writing a short story about a murderer.
It's aptly titled 'A Murderers Notes'
And I'm even thinking of doing a novel calling it 'Don't Fear the Devil'
Well anyways the point...
After researching all about APD and psychopaths
I'm thinking I might suffer from a slight case of APD
It would answer lots of questions--I'm a fucking pyscho.
I dunno maybe it makes sense.
Anyways I gotta go to Vegas and spend all the money I earn
& maybe kill some people (like the famous saying goes).
Wednesday, June 7, 2006
Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease
Rik's Log 6.7.06
People are always saying “Hey I want to know more about Rik…”
No…? Well I’m sure someone is interested…
Or maybe you have nothing to do and…
Well boredom is enough of a reason.
Anyways I took a survey & I don’t know why…
I was drinking the night before and today I woke up in front of my computer
With a finished survey and a bloody knife and a note that said “So dark the…”
Anyways read it if you dare…
1. Say something totally random about yourself
So I hate my life
& I find that the situations I’m involved
are impossibly trite and completely boring…
2. How much cash do you have on you right now?
You want it? You’re gonna have to earn it.
3. Are you a lover or a fighter?
Well I’m obviously not a lover…
I’m more of loser who wants to be fighter & then a lover.
4. What's the last text message on your cell phone say?
‘Are you coming over here? Or are we meeting at the place? KARMA bums’
It could be worse, could read ‘R U cum o’er? We meet @ d’yoint?
5. Have you ever been rushed into the emergency room?
They didn’t really rush
I was in pain & the EMT guys are talking to a nurse!
6. Is the single life the life for you?
Oh the life at sea is the life for me…
I guess I’m one of those folks
Who’s cursed to walk the Earth not getting any
7. As a kid, were you a Lego maniac?
I just had three blocks and half a man—I couldn’t be a maniac with three Lego pieces
I wanted to be but I could afford all those Lego-sets. It’s sad.
8. What is your favorite smell?
I love the smell of napalm in the morning…
But I think the smell of grilling meat is the best—BBQ anyone?
9. Do you chew on your straws?
Yeah, big whoop, you got a problem with that?
10. Have any secret talents?
If I told people well then it wouldn’t be a secret.
11. Have you ever been in a fight?
“How much can you know about yourself,
If you've never been in a fight?
I don't wanna die without any scars.”
It’s been over 15 years since I’ve tangled with someone
Man I’m itching to go fist-to-cuffs.
First rule of fight…
12. Do you prefer electric or mechanical pencil sharpener?
Something about spinning the handle in mechanical pencil sharpener
Well there’s just something about it that you gotta love.
13. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?
Who licks a lollipop? Most people just suck it for 20 mins.
14. Name someone with the same b-day as you.
Martin Scorsese
Funny fact Mickey Mouse’s b-day is a day after mines…
15. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?
I would go back 2000 years ago
And rescue Jesus from the cross…
Just to piss off those Born-Agains
They would have no reason to knock on my door
Or talk to me in the subway—cause there be no savior.
16. Is marriage in your future?
Not by the looks of me…
But I’ll tell you this…if marriage is in my future so is divorce.
17. What's your stand on Hunting?
Talking about marriage—hunting should be more dangerous
Let’s hunt animals that can think & carry weapons…
And let’s let them hunt us back…now that be supa-kewl
Now what kinda animal thinks & carries weapons…?
18. You believe in divorce?
It exist doesn’t it—I’ve seen the papers man…
Who doesn’t believe Divorce is real?
19. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
If you want the ultimate thrill
You gotta be willing to pay the ultimate price
And that price is $399 for each lesson.
20. What is your middle name spelled backward?
Saile
21. Do you own a pair of dice?
Nigga do I owe a pair of dice!
I’m in the corner each day getting’ dat cheddar.
My dice are my work tools!
22. Can you do the moonwalk?
I was the one letting those pigeons loose when MJ was acquitted
Yeah motherfucker I do the moonwalk!
I only know how to dance to MJ’s music.
23. Do you like coffee?
Absolutely not…
I don’t like my coffee in a mug
I don’t like my coffee when I’m smug
I don’t like it in the train
I don’t like when it rains
I don’t like—actually I can chug 10 cups a day.
24. Do you snore?
I’ve been accused by some—but exonerated by others…
I’m soo OCD about this one day I will film myself sleeping to find the truth.
25. What is the biggest lie you’ve heard?
The biggest…? That’s tough I’ve heard lots of lies
Well—“If you’re a good person you shall be rewarded…”
But that’s not really a lie as more of a false doctrine.
There’s always the politicians favorite
“I’m for the American (or whatever nation) people!”
That’s a big lie.
26. What are you allergic to?
Stupidity.
27. Are blondes dumb?
Yes, but they sure are fun.
Wait I know too many blonde people—
I’ll rephrase the question & ask you what the definition of dumb is
28. Do you have a nickname?
Rikky-D or Rikky Dino but no one ever calls me that…
I’ve been known to response to idiot, asshole, maniac,
And even sometimes you incompetent *&*%#$!
29. Do you like maps?
I’m a fucking cartography master motherfucker!
I can find my way outta an elephant’s ass with a map.
But I must say this really is a stupid question
30. List the things you never leave home without.
My knives, my multi-tool, my mini-maglite
My wallet with my IDs (it a must for coloured folk)
At least 4 bucks or a loaded metro-card
My keys, a bottle opener, my cell phone, gum
Oh and of course, pants, shoes and a shirt. : )
31. Where’s your favorite place to eat?
Anna Maria’s Pizzaria up in Williamburg Bklyn
32. How do you like your eggs?
I like them boiled or scrambled or fried
I like them beat or poached and even sun-dried.
I like them sunny-side up or down
I like them when I drive through town.
Man I’m gonna go get me an omlette.
33. Is Santa Claus real?
What do you mean is it real…?
I’ve seen his picture!
Do you think the CIA made him up like Ronald Reagan or Osama Bin Laden?
34. Do you play any instruments?
I don’t think the skin flute is an instrument…
But I tried being adept at the drums, guitar, paino, recorder…
I failed obviously but got enough instruments to start a band.
35. What's the most annoying TV commercial?
Those anti-smoking ‘TRUTH’ commercial
They’re so sickeningly self-righteously & smug
It makes even non-smokers want to smoke.
36. Do you shop at American Eagle?
Actually no…do I look like I shop there…
My brother worked in the shop for 2 years
And all I got was a hat…and a T-shirt.
37. Are dogs man's best friend?
Yeah and they’re pretty damn tasty too.
38. Do you believe in magic?
Yeah I’ve seen some card-tricks that blow you…
Yes I said blow you—now ain’t that magical?
39. What’s the worse show currently on television?
My super sweet 16.
I hate them bitches! Kill them all!
40. Do you think that Pirates are cool or overrated?
I’ve got a jolly-roger on my arm
And a Pirate flag in my room…?
Yo-ho-ho and bottle of rum—take to the seas!
41. What are you addicted to?
Well at night I go crazy around the house looking for cookies
Sometimes I want Doritos but usually it’s popcorn…
Oh and I have to have my ice-cream!
42. Have you ever stolen money?
I can not recall but I might have…
I’ve stolen before I think—
You know I’m gonna move on to the next question
before I say something really incriminating
43. Have you ever started an uncontrollable fire?
They’ve never been uncontrollable…
What’s with all these incriminating questions!
44. Have you read "Catcher in the Rye"?
For some compelling reason
I have to get copies and copies of that book…
And there are voices telling me to fight injustice by killing Ringo Starr.
45. If you could kill one person, how would you do it?
Very violently…probably smashing the face into concrete…
Pound out a few aggressions…
Of course I’m not opposed to stabbing them either…
Hmm…it’s very tough question, there are many options.
46. Do wish you could live somewhere else?
Don’t I ever…
Just lemme sail away into the unknown waters.
47. Pick a lyric, any lyric from a song.
We're down on our knees
Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease.
46. What is your current problem?
I lack the funds to complete my master plan.
49. What's your worst fear?
I fear nothing
Expect becoming a has-been
Working on VH1’s shows talking about the past.
That’s a horrible end.
50. Who do you love?
My things I love my things…
They’ll end up owning me but I love ‘em.
People are always saying “Hey I want to know more about Rik…”
No…? Well I’m sure someone is interested…
Or maybe you have nothing to do and…
Well boredom is enough of a reason.
Anyways I took a survey & I don’t know why…
I was drinking the night before and today I woke up in front of my computer
With a finished survey and a bloody knife and a note that said “So dark the…”
Anyways read it if you dare…
1. Say something totally random about yourself
So I hate my life
& I find that the situations I’m involved
are impossibly trite and completely boring…
2. How much cash do you have on you right now?
You want it? You’re gonna have to earn it.
3. Are you a lover or a fighter?
Well I’m obviously not a lover…
I’m more of loser who wants to be fighter & then a lover.
4. What's the last text message on your cell phone say?
‘Are you coming over here? Or are we meeting at the place? KARMA bums’
It could be worse, could read ‘R U cum o’er? We meet @ d’yoint?
5. Have you ever been rushed into the emergency room?
They didn’t really rush
I was in pain & the EMT guys are talking to a nurse!
6. Is the single life the life for you?
Oh the life at sea is the life for me…
I guess I’m one of those folks
Who’s cursed to walk the Earth not getting any
7. As a kid, were you a Lego maniac?
I just had three blocks and half a man—I couldn’t be a maniac with three Lego pieces
I wanted to be but I could afford all those Lego-sets. It’s sad.
8. What is your favorite smell?
I love the smell of napalm in the morning…
But I think the smell of grilling meat is the best—BBQ anyone?
9. Do you chew on your straws?
Yeah, big whoop, you got a problem with that?
10. Have any secret talents?
If I told people well then it wouldn’t be a secret.
11. Have you ever been in a fight?
“How much can you know about yourself,
If you've never been in a fight?
I don't wanna die without any scars.”
It’s been over 15 years since I’ve tangled with someone
Man I’m itching to go fist-to-cuffs.
First rule of fight…
12. Do you prefer electric or mechanical pencil sharpener?
Something about spinning the handle in mechanical pencil sharpener
Well there’s just something about it that you gotta love.
13. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?
Who licks a lollipop? Most people just suck it for 20 mins.
14. Name someone with the same b-day as you.
Martin Scorsese
Funny fact Mickey Mouse’s b-day is a day after mines…
15. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?
I would go back 2000 years ago
And rescue Jesus from the cross…
Just to piss off those Born-Agains
They would have no reason to knock on my door
Or talk to me in the subway—cause there be no savior.
16. Is marriage in your future?
Not by the looks of me…
But I’ll tell you this…if marriage is in my future so is divorce.
17. What's your stand on Hunting?
Talking about marriage—hunting should be more dangerous
Let’s hunt animals that can think & carry weapons…
And let’s let them hunt us back…now that be supa-kewl
Now what kinda animal thinks & carries weapons…?
18. You believe in divorce?
It exist doesn’t it—I’ve seen the papers man…
Who doesn’t believe Divorce is real?
19. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
If you want the ultimate thrill
You gotta be willing to pay the ultimate price
And that price is $399 for each lesson.
20. What is your middle name spelled backward?
Saile
21. Do you own a pair of dice?
Nigga do I owe a pair of dice!
I’m in the corner each day getting’ dat cheddar.
My dice are my work tools!
22. Can you do the moonwalk?
I was the one letting those pigeons loose when MJ was acquitted
Yeah motherfucker I do the moonwalk!
I only know how to dance to MJ’s music.
23. Do you like coffee?
Absolutely not…
I don’t like my coffee in a mug
I don’t like my coffee when I’m smug
I don’t like it in the train
I don’t like when it rains
I don’t like—actually I can chug 10 cups a day.
24. Do you snore?
I’ve been accused by some—but exonerated by others…
I’m soo OCD about this one day I will film myself sleeping to find the truth.
25. What is the biggest lie you’ve heard?
The biggest…? That’s tough I’ve heard lots of lies
Well—“If you’re a good person you shall be rewarded…”
But that’s not really a lie as more of a false doctrine.
There’s always the politicians favorite
“I’m for the American (or whatever nation) people!”
That’s a big lie.
26. What are you allergic to?
Stupidity.
27. Are blondes dumb?
Yes, but they sure are fun.
Wait I know too many blonde people—
I’ll rephrase the question & ask you what the definition of dumb is
28. Do you have a nickname?
Rikky-D or Rikky Dino but no one ever calls me that…
I’ve been known to response to idiot, asshole, maniac,
And even sometimes you incompetent *&*%#$!
29. Do you like maps?
I’m a fucking cartography master motherfucker!
I can find my way outta an elephant’s ass with a map.
But I must say this really is a stupid question
30. List the things you never leave home without.
My knives, my multi-tool, my mini-maglite
My wallet with my IDs (it a must for coloured folk)
At least 4 bucks or a loaded metro-card
My keys, a bottle opener, my cell phone, gum
Oh and of course, pants, shoes and a shirt. : )
31. Where’s your favorite place to eat?
Anna Maria’s Pizzaria up in Williamburg Bklyn
32. How do you like your eggs?
I like them boiled or scrambled or fried
I like them beat or poached and even sun-dried.
I like them sunny-side up or down
I like them when I drive through town.
Man I’m gonna go get me an omlette.
33. Is Santa Claus real?
What do you mean is it real…?
I’ve seen his picture!
Do you think the CIA made him up like Ronald Reagan or Osama Bin Laden?
34. Do you play any instruments?
I don’t think the skin flute is an instrument…
But I tried being adept at the drums, guitar, paino, recorder…
I failed obviously but got enough instruments to start a band.
35. What's the most annoying TV commercial?
Those anti-smoking ‘TRUTH’ commercial
They’re so sickeningly self-righteously & smug
It makes even non-smokers want to smoke.
36. Do you shop at American Eagle?
Actually no…do I look like I shop there…
My brother worked in the shop for 2 years
And all I got was a hat…and a T-shirt.
37. Are dogs man's best friend?
Yeah and they’re pretty damn tasty too.
38. Do you believe in magic?
Yeah I’ve seen some card-tricks that blow you…
Yes I said blow you—now ain’t that magical?
39. What’s the worse show currently on television?
My super sweet 16.
I hate them bitches! Kill them all!
40. Do you think that Pirates are cool or overrated?
I’ve got a jolly-roger on my arm
And a Pirate flag in my room…?
Yo-ho-ho and bottle of rum—take to the seas!
41. What are you addicted to?
Well at night I go crazy around the house looking for cookies
Sometimes I want Doritos but usually it’s popcorn…
Oh and I have to have my ice-cream!
42. Have you ever stolen money?
I can not recall but I might have…
I’ve stolen before I think—
You know I’m gonna move on to the next question
before I say something really incriminating
43. Have you ever started an uncontrollable fire?
They’ve never been uncontrollable…
What’s with all these incriminating questions!
44. Have you read "Catcher in the Rye"?
For some compelling reason
I have to get copies and copies of that book…
And there are voices telling me to fight injustice by killing Ringo Starr.
45. If you could kill one person, how would you do it?
Very violently…probably smashing the face into concrete…
Pound out a few aggressions…
Of course I’m not opposed to stabbing them either…
Hmm…it’s very tough question, there are many options.
46. Do wish you could live somewhere else?
Don’t I ever…
Just lemme sail away into the unknown waters.
47. Pick a lyric, any lyric from a song.
We're down on our knees
Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease.
46. What is your current problem?
I lack the funds to complete my master plan.
49. What's your worst fear?
I fear nothing
Expect becoming a has-been
Working on VH1’s shows talking about the past.
That’s a horrible end.
50. Who do you love?
My things I love my things…
They’ll end up owning me but I love ‘em.
Monday, June 5, 2006
Don't switch the blade on the guy in shades
Rik's Log 6.5.06
It's 5am as usual
& finally I've recovered from the hangover.
Saturday night was pretty wild--no wait, it was normal.
I'm a lush and I might have overdrank myself...
but the results aren't in yet so I might just be assuming.
Anyways I'm starting to think that all the parties are proving a point.
I'm acutally coming to interesting realizations...
I'm very bad in social situations.
Basically I leave a bad impression of myself.
And the other thing I've realize--most women I meet are stuck-up.
I'm a big supporter of the "It's not me, it's them" theory.
So basically I can come off as a bit of a lush
& an obnoxious caffeniate spazz...--some even think I'm an asshole!
So I'm thinking might have to hire an image consultant
Also might have to {gasp} cut down on drinking.
And I should probably stop wearing my sunglasses at night.
But what kinda normal geek would I be?
Jesus I can't imagine it,
Being able to hold down a conversation with an intelligent person
Being able to hold a drink without spilling it...
Knowing when to keep my sarcastic comments to myself...
Could it happen?
Maybe I can change my enviroment.
Or I can always just continue drinking (that sounds reasonable).
Man the decisions decisions...
Thank gawd for cold pizza, Adult Swim, and internet porn.
It's 5am as usual
& finally I've recovered from the hangover.
Saturday night was pretty wild--no wait, it was normal.
I'm a lush and I might have overdrank myself...
but the results aren't in yet so I might just be assuming.
Anyways I'm starting to think that all the parties are proving a point.
I'm acutally coming to interesting realizations...
I'm very bad in social situations.
Basically I leave a bad impression of myself.
And the other thing I've realize--most women I meet are stuck-up.
I'm a big supporter of the "It's not me, it's them" theory.
So basically I can come off as a bit of a lush
& an obnoxious caffeniate spazz...--some even think I'm an asshole!
So I'm thinking might have to hire an image consultant
Also might have to {gasp} cut down on drinking.
And I should probably stop wearing my sunglasses at night.
But what kinda normal geek would I be?
Jesus I can't imagine it,
Being able to hold down a conversation with an intelligent person
Being able to hold a drink without spilling it...
Knowing when to keep my sarcastic comments to myself...
Could it happen?
Maybe I can change my enviroment.
Or I can always just continue drinking (that sounds reasonable).
Man the decisions decisions...
Thank gawd for cold pizza, Adult Swim, and internet porn.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Sankara Sankara
Rik's Log 5.28.06
So I've been busy--I threw a party today...
Well co-hosted it with friends of mines
(Mine lovely friends of mines...)
And it exciting the prospect of getting wasted on a saturday night
With dozens of friends and some strangers--hopefully cute strangers.
Mostly cute strangers...hopefully...
(well no cute strangers actually no strangers at all--but I was wasted.)
But it's very stressful...sometimes you just want to crawl into a hole and hide from everything for several years...
I've always had this yearning to travel alone to desolate and disparate lands
That host adventure & dangerously fight off hordes of cultist worshippers
And join ancient secret societies that only the choosen few are allowed admittance.
However this will not happen--ergo it's a fantasy.
At best I could move to the southwest and get a trailer out in the desert...
Get lots of dogs and guns and spend my days like a maniac.
Shooting strangers in the foot and training dogs to hunt wild turkeys.
That's fun--or so it seems--no it actually is fun.
I believe television, knives, guns, cars, cigarettes and beer
They all contribute in the creation of a well-rounded invidivual...
And by individual I mean man.
So what's wrong with stabbing a few deadbeats and shooting a few losers...?
Let's bring back the days when we could walked around with six-shooters
And bowie knives strapped to our belts
And man had the right stand up for themselves and to the defend their honor
I mean what the fuck happened to honor...?
Today's great revelation...
We're an unhonorable generation, and that is our greatest lost and shame.
We're a generation stripped of diginity--we're just worthless carrion.
So I've been busy--I threw a party today...
Well co-hosted it with friends of mines
(Mine lovely friends of mines...)
And it exciting the prospect of getting wasted on a saturday night
With dozens of friends and some strangers--hopefully cute strangers.
Mostly cute strangers...hopefully...
(well no cute strangers actually no strangers at all--but I was wasted.)
But it's very stressful...sometimes you just want to crawl into a hole and hide from everything for several years...
I've always had this yearning to travel alone to desolate and disparate lands
That host adventure & dangerously fight off hordes of cultist worshippers
And join ancient secret societies that only the choosen few are allowed admittance.
However this will not happen--ergo it's a fantasy.
At best I could move to the southwest and get a trailer out in the desert...
Get lots of dogs and guns and spend my days like a maniac.
Shooting strangers in the foot and training dogs to hunt wild turkeys.
That's fun--or so it seems--no it actually is fun.
I believe television, knives, guns, cars, cigarettes and beer
They all contribute in the creation of a well-rounded invidivual...
And by individual I mean man.
So what's wrong with stabbing a few deadbeats and shooting a few losers...?
Let's bring back the days when we could walked around with six-shooters
And bowie knives strapped to our belts
And man had the right stand up for themselves and to the defend their honor
I mean what the fuck happened to honor...?
Today's great revelation...
We're an unhonorable generation, and that is our greatest lost and shame.
We're a generation stripped of diginity--we're just worthless carrion.
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
Rik's Log 5.23.06
So...ever had that feeling that you're wasting away...?
So on recent life achievements...
I've been living on 50 bucks for about a week...
And finally tonite I spent my last two bucks on some crummy green plantians...
Worst green plantians I've ever had...
I can't believe spent my last two dollars on that!
So I'm completely broke...and have no way at all of getting any money...
Da-rents are 4000 miles away in another country...
And I'm too chicken shit to demand the rent from the tenants...
That be a good grand to survive on... (I could even fly to Mexico with that... : )
My dad would kill me...after I'd paid him his money back...)
Anyways with no money I spend most of my time home watching cartoons...
answering the dumbest ads for the stupidest work possible...
And I play lots of video games--but this is depressing after awhile.
I feel like I'm in one of those 90's slacker films.
Gosh I should just join the army...and get some discipline.
Well at least I getting a check this week...
So I can live off that for the next week or so...
If I'm starving I'll host a telethon with dancing squirrels and hookers...
So write your checks to me folks. : )
KARMA bums
So...ever had that feeling that you're wasting away...?
So on recent life achievements...
I've been living on 50 bucks for about a week...
And finally tonite I spent my last two bucks on some crummy green plantians...
Worst green plantians I've ever had...
I can't believe spent my last two dollars on that!
So I'm completely broke...and have no way at all of getting any money...
Da-rents are 4000 miles away in another country...
And I'm too chicken shit to demand the rent from the tenants...
That be a good grand to survive on... (I could even fly to Mexico with that... : )
My dad would kill me...after I'd paid him his money back...)
Anyways with no money I spend most of my time home watching cartoons...
answering the dumbest ads for the stupidest work possible...
And I play lots of video games--but this is depressing after awhile.
I feel like I'm in one of those 90's slacker films.
Gosh I should just join the army...and get some discipline.
Well at least I getting a check this week...
So I can live off that for the next week or so...
If I'm starving I'll host a telethon with dancing squirrels and hookers...
So write your checks to me folks. : )
KARMA bums
Wednesday, May 3, 2006
Pink cloud has now turned to gray
Rik's Log 5.03.06
So New Orleans is wonderful...
It's hot, it's strange, expensive, and above all always rocking...
There's parties everynight and lots and lots of drunks and drunkettes drinking.
I'm running out of money, time, and patience...
But I thank the Sweet Lord I still got beer and smokes.
Since I've gotten down here I've been working nonstop...
We've done alot of amazing things--but a lot of bickering as well.
There is very little professional respect amongst us,
And most of us are ridiculously unfit for this mission.
Anyways I feel like...
You know that guy in the Real World that winds up screaming at everyone.
Well that's me--only I don't scream...but I've got the knives... : ) ; ) : o : (
So what I learn--
when traveling pick companions that you're comfortable with
and are comfortable with you.
Watch out for snobs who don't like anything but the best--
Also people who freak out when they break a nail or lose an earing...
& especially folks who can't handle being away from home...
Much longer than a day and a half.
Because sooner or later everything breaks down
And you're stuck in a tense long quiet drive--
Wanting the perfect opportunity to kill someone.
So I have two really good solutions for my frustration voilence and sex--
Just like hollywood...
Thanks to our hectic working conditions sex is an unlikelyhood--
Soo...voilence might be the only other solution...
There is of course another more destructive solution
There is cigarettes & beer
(both which are readily available, very legal, very popular, and affordable)
Maybe I will survive.
KARMA bums
So New Orleans is wonderful...
It's hot, it's strange, expensive, and above all always rocking...
There's parties everynight and lots and lots of drunks and drunkettes drinking.
I'm running out of money, time, and patience...
But I thank the Sweet Lord I still got beer and smokes.
Since I've gotten down here I've been working nonstop...
We've done alot of amazing things--but a lot of bickering as well.
There is very little professional respect amongst us,
And most of us are ridiculously unfit for this mission.
Anyways I feel like...
You know that guy in the Real World that winds up screaming at everyone.
Well that's me--only I don't scream...but I've got the knives... : ) ; ) : o : (
So what I learn--
when traveling pick companions that you're comfortable with
and are comfortable with you.
Watch out for snobs who don't like anything but the best--
Also people who freak out when they break a nail or lose an earing...
& especially folks who can't handle being away from home...
Much longer than a day and a half.
Because sooner or later everything breaks down
And you're stuck in a tense long quiet drive--
Wanting the perfect opportunity to kill someone.
So I have two really good solutions for my frustration voilence and sex--
Just like hollywood...
Thanks to our hectic working conditions sex is an unlikelyhood--
Soo...voilence might be the only other solution...
There is of course another more destructive solution
There is cigarettes & beer
(both which are readily available, very legal, very popular, and affordable)
Maybe I will survive.
KARMA bums
Saturday, April 29, 2006
I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane
Rik's Log 4.29.06
All my bags are not packed, I'm not ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door...
Maybe I should be packing my bags getting ready to go...
It's 5AM as usual
My flight leaves in about another bunches of hours
I'm flying to New Orleans again (Nawlins as we cajuns call it : )
Hopefully I'll be able to have some fun and get my work done.
Anyways I figure you should know...
In case you're sitting a couple of days from now in the cafe sippin an espresso
Or you're sitting in your couch watching some toons eating some za hitting the bong
Or standing in the street corner picking some tricks...you know the usual...
And suddenly you ask "Hey where's Rik? I wonder why he is not here...?"
Well now you'll know I'm in New Orleans or Nawlins as the locals say.
Toodles.
Oh and by the way if by some horrific mistake I were not to make it back
You can reach me by seance of ouija boards in hell I'll be at the Sheraton Infernos rm. 666
I'll see if I can reserve a room for the rest of you.
Well
I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
KARMA bums
All my bags are not packed, I'm not ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door...
Maybe I should be packing my bags getting ready to go...
It's 5AM as usual
My flight leaves in about another bunches of hours
I'm flying to New Orleans again (Nawlins as we cajuns call it : )
Hopefully I'll be able to have some fun and get my work done.
Anyways I figure you should know...
In case you're sitting a couple of days from now in the cafe sippin an espresso
Or you're sitting in your couch watching some toons eating some za hitting the bong
Or standing in the street corner picking some tricks...you know the usual...
And suddenly you ask "Hey where's Rik? I wonder why he is not here...?"
Well now you'll know I'm in New Orleans or Nawlins as the locals say.
Toodles.
Oh and by the way if by some horrific mistake I were not to make it back
You can reach me by seance of ouija boards in hell I'll be at the Sheraton Infernos rm. 666
I'll see if I can reserve a room for the rest of you.
Well
I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
KARMA bums
Thursday, April 27, 2006
I see you've come to see me.
Rik's Log 4.27.06
It's 5am and everybody's getting ready for work.
So I figure I do something to keep you posted on what's going on with me
As if you cared--but why else would you be here?
Yes you're correct, I've given in--I've joined the blog revolution as we call it...
But I want to state something clear in this introductory blog...
This not going to be one of those blogs that everyone one else creates
This is not going to be one of those blogs where I bemoan my life choices
This is not going to be one of those blogs where I detail my mundane activities
This is not going to be one of those blogs where I search for meaning of love or life
No this can not be one of those things...
This isn't the average teenage or twenty something American blog bullshit
Now this is going to be one of those I think I'm really special bullshit blogs
That completely disintergrates when I become obsessed with words that rhyme with cholorea
This is the kinda of examplary blog I plan on creating...
Let it stand as a testament in time, evidence that there once existed someone like me.
This is the promise that I make to you, my readers...
So whenever something spectacular happens you can rest assure
That'll I'll write about it (grossly exaggerated) a few weeks later.
And you'll get to know a little about me--as I'm sure I'll get to know lots about you. (Really?)
But seriously...why are you here?
KARMA bums
It's 5am and everybody's getting ready for work.
So I figure I do something to keep you posted on what's going on with me
As if you cared--but why else would you be here?
Yes you're correct, I've given in--I've joined the blog revolution as we call it...
But I want to state something clear in this introductory blog...
This not going to be one of those blogs that everyone one else creates
This is not going to be one of those blogs where I bemoan my life choices
This is not going to be one of those blogs where I detail my mundane activities
This is not going to be one of those blogs where I search for meaning of love or life
No this can not be one of those things...
This isn't the average teenage or twenty something American blog bullshit
Now this is going to be one of those I think I'm really special bullshit blogs
That completely disintergrates when I become obsessed with words that rhyme with cholorea
This is the kinda of examplary blog I plan on creating...
Let it stand as a testament in time, evidence that there once existed someone like me.
This is the promise that I make to you, my readers...
So whenever something spectacular happens you can rest assure
That'll I'll write about it (grossly exaggerated) a few weeks later.
And you'll get to know a little about me--as I'm sure I'll get to know lots about you. (Really?)
But seriously...why are you here?
KARMA bums
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