Monday, August 31, 2009
12 Second Conspiracy, #2.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Maxing Out the Race Card.
Monday, July 27, 2009
A Chocolate Chip on his Shoulder ?
Years ago I rented a room in an old house in Koreatown. One day I went out to check the mailbox and there were two men pointing pistols at me as soon as I stepped out onto the front porch of the house. Their guns were identical, which was the only clue I had that they were police. "Don't shoot me, please!" was all I could think to say. One of them grabbed me by my neck and then both of them pressed their guns against my head. They pulled me off the porch and my hands were then cuffed behind my back and one of the cops pushed me forward while the other tripped me so I landed on my face. One of them stepped on the back of my head and pressed my face into the dirt. They addressed me as "fucking punk," and shouted questions about who else was in the house. This went on for a few minutes and then some uniformed cops pulled up and went into the house and came back out and eventually I was able to inform them that I lived there. I had no way of proving it though and they didn't seem inclined to believe me.
Then my landlord, John, arrived. He watched from across the street for a moment, unsure whether or not to approach. Finally he decided to intervene on my behalf. He was a coke addict who shot-up in his arms, legs, and hands, so he rolled his sleeves down to his wrists to cover his track marks, shoved his hands into his pockets, and asked one of the cops what was going on.
The cop explained that they'd gotten a call that there were "a bunch of robbers" in this house, and they'd caught this guy, me, coming out. John told him that it was his house and I rented a room there.
After a while they uncuffed me. One of the cops said, "I guess this was just a misunderstanding." Then all the cops left.
Over the years I've received similar treatment from the LAPD on many occasions. It's just one of those things you have to expect when you live in Los Angeles. It never occurred to me to make a lifestyle out of complaining about it, but then, I don't have the benefit of a race-card.
Friday, July 17, 2009
A Fool will Suffer No Wisdom.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Obama sucks Dictators...
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Ask Iran
Saturday, July 4, 2009
12 Second Conspiracy:
Obama is actively provoking North Korea in the hope that they will nuke Hawaii. This is only so that he can claim his birth certificate was destroyed in the attack.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Smells like Boxer
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Pirates Charles in Hollywood.
After a moment of liquor-fueled nonversation Sev and i had to rush the ten blocks up Hollywood Blvd. to the Knitting Factory for the Pirates Charles show.
The band started early (!) and hence played even longer than the hour we were promised. The 'Talderoy' song seems to evolve each time they play it and has truly become an EPIC anthem of badassness. If PC are the Zeppelin of pirate rock then 'Talderoy' is their 'Kashmir'. It's a very few bands could come up with such lyrics as: "He's laid so many maidens, He's the father of mankind..."
Their encore was the smooth drunken "Patty Lay Back', which i was pleased to find included on their new CD.
Spoo, Fiddley, Mast, Deedle, Tor, David Gale, and Harpoon all lingered about afterward for imbibage and photo-ops and to pick-pocket beer money from their groupies. Good to see Flip and his camera (doesn't he have enough pictures of this band yet?). Gil (the eighth Pirate Charles) and Mariah were suspiciously sober, which worried me immensely. Oh yes, and i remembered my camera this time so prepare for yer eyes to BLEED from the excellence.
Staggered back to the flat by midnight to resume work on 'Art of Revenge'.
And now you know....... NOTHING.
Godspeed.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Write me. i might answer.
I have to take a drug test for a new job I might get. I heard that Tom Sizemore used a sack of clean urine and a dildo to try to pass a drug test. Should I try this? Will it actually work? I don't want to stop using drugs only to not be hired anyway. I realize it didn't work for Tom Sizemore and he got arrested but I figure that's just because he was stupid, being an actor and all. Please advise. -B.H.O.
B.H.O,
No, idiot, it won't work. You'll be searched for things like an extra-corporeal urine supply before they hand you your cup and send you to the water closet. But God forbid you have to waste a few weeks not being on drugs just so you can pass a drug test. So try bribery instead, that's always effective when dealing with righteous, pushy assholes who work at drug-test facilities. They have no scruples. To hell with them. Use xerox copies of dollar bills for your bribe, they'll be too stupid to know the difference.
By the way: at the time of his arrest Tom Sizemore was entirely clean and drug-free. But he does, unfortunately, have an extremely small penis which is why he was wearing that prosthetic. When he was busted with the dildo in his pants he simply made up the story about using it to cheat on a drug test because he felt that the resulting media coverage of his apparent drug-addiction would be less humuliating than headlines proclaiming his micropenile condition. And Tom Sizemore is not his real name. He changed it in an earlier attempt to compensate for his condition after a british prostitute tactlessly informed him: "Your thomas is almost sizeless." Whores really need to keep things to themselves, remember, that's how al Qaeda started.