aaah, the song title again matches the post….
The Puker and Meathead are moving out!!!!! im so damn excited. the threats and all that my landlord threw at them finally worked. no more death metal at 9am, no more drunken loudness at 3am, no more paranoid drunken chases at 4am, "mike! mike! come back! where are you going?"
now, i wonder what new nightmare is going to move in next door…
-b
just enough time for a quickee…
work is just suckin right now. the clear mismanagement of resources is killin me. maybe its just particularly obvious because my line is getting the short end of the ass-sucking stick. some say that im getting some great experience out of this, but you know what, i dont need this much fucking experience! why in the world do they want to make all of these changes all at once, on one line? not to mention on the line where all the trainees are? why dont you go experiment on another line, and then once you get the kinks worked, out come back and implement the more streamlined process on our line? or, how about spreading out the work, and have these changes made little by little on every line, rather than all at once on our line? or, why dont you make sure that our line is at least adequately staffed so that we might even be able to pretend to make the changes, run the rest of the line, and train newbies at the same time. i mean, come on!
ok, thats out of the system…
i could be a romantic kind of guy with you…
if anyone is interested in joining a cd club, or in the very least knowing what its about, drop me an email. i think its going to be pretty damn cool. all you have to do is make one mix cd in a year (and make 11 copies), and you get 11 other copies of mix cds throughout the rest of the year. um, hang on a sec. before you make a quick decision, the way i described it makes it sound like some stupid pyramid scam, but its not, its a closed system. anyway, let me know if you are interested.
thats it for me.
-b
back on the mountain - i cant believe that its been over 7 months since i was riding. for some reason it felt like i had just gotten off the front side of vail with a broken finger, but there i was clicking in and coming down on my board this past sunday. the snow wasnt all that great the first run, but by the third time down, it had softened up enough to not have to really think about it anymore. hell, what do you expect? its riding in october!
god, is that the fakest looking smile ever?
for some reason, while i was on the chair, my thoughts led me to think about what a bizarre thing we were taking part in… sliding down a mountain, covered with 18 inch deep, man-made snow on waxed, fiberglass planks. then i went on to realize that most of our recreational/distractional activities are pretty darn weird if broken down to such simplistic terms. which leads me to my first list in a while…
-b
5 bizarre recreational/distractional activities
aaarrghh! no posting for so long. this sucks. gotta get on here more. gonna post more music listenings…
randomness follows….
we are all bigots. so filled with hatred. we release our poisons.
no trip to abasin tomorrow. i thought i was going to get my first turns of the season in, but, alas, they decided they werent ready to open just yet. soon enough.
listening to all of my 2005 albums, trying to rank them approximately so that i can determine an album of the year. pretty much down to just two albums now. im really not sure how i ended up with so much music from 2005. those trips to amoeba were bigger than i realized. the have a day 2005 comps are going to be big again. somehow im going to have to figure out how to keep them down to just one or two discs.
somewhere in these private minds…hoping every slips not a slide.
its been much quieter here than normal; at least on my side of the walls. i really havent been listening to as much music as i used to. i was on an absurd 3 album per day pace, but that has slowed down to about one, and on the weekends i hardly listen to anything. thats gonna change. i feel a music binge coming on…
you read it in a book. it was underlined.
finally finished reading the stand. pretty darn good story, although my biggest criticism is that stephen king has no concept of weather patterns and how wildlife works. in the course of 9 months, he had deer and bison running all over the place because "nature was reclaiming the world." um, ok, how do all of these animals reproduce and have full grown offspring so darn fast? just dont get it. oh, and for the record, mr king, weather patterns generally move from west to east in the northern hemisphere.
deep inside, deep inside, deep inside. break in.
ive had more peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in the last year than ive had in the rest of my life combined. hmmm, tuna…
thanks for visiting.
-b
fall is here, no doubt about it. had the first freeze of the season last night. kinda nice being cold again, especially with the sun nice and bright outside, which here keeps you nice and warm despite the chilled air.
sun rises at 7am and sets at 630p. less than 12 hours of sunlight nowadays. thats the only real downside to this time of year. just gotta force those outdoor activities into the evenings and put up with the cold.
the mountains have already had their second snow as well. the first was a couple of weeks ago and melted within a day or two, but just a couple of days ago they had another and this time its being a little more persistant in sticking around.
arapahoe basin is already making snow, and they are tentatively scheduled for opening on the 21st! thats one day earlier than last year and would again be the earliest theyve ever opened. come to think of it, thats only two weeks from today. maybe i should get out and get my new board waxed and ready for the season. yet again, another promise of pictures of my board coming at some point.
this pic is of some rocky mountain big horn sheep at abasin following the most recent snow. i love these guys.
-b
life in an apartment is a bit of a crap shoot, and you dont get to roll the dice - your neighbors do, and for the year and a month that ive lived here ive had pretty crappy neighbors living next to me.
first it was just simply a quiet, overweight, middle-aged, woman who i hardly ever heard from or saw. but, boy oh boy, could i smell her. she was quite the smoker and our ceilings may be thick in this building, but our walls are not, and there were times when i thought she was hiding in my pantry smoking away. finally she was kicked out for smoking on her ‘non-smoking’ lease, but she was replaced with a new kind of nightmare…
at first i thought that my new neighbor was going to be just fine. she was young and i didnt really see her coming or going much at all. i knew that she didnt smoke (my landlord makes sure that new tenants are non-smokers), in fact i hardly even noticed that i had a neighbor at all. then other people started showing up…
first it was her friend who just showed up one day and hasnt seemed to have left for about 3 months now. and of course, shes a smoker. but she doesnt smoke in the apartment, that part was well communicated to the new tenant, but rather she goes outside of the side door and smokes, which is about 2 feet from my living room window. im sure you can understand what that smells like.
now, this isnt a complaint because i know that im guilty of this at times as well, but she does tend to listen to her music fairly loud. fine, no big deal. as long as its at appropriate times. maybe i should mention that her music of choice is death metal.
then one day, the boyfriend shows up riding his wannabe harley, just as loud (or even louder), but even sillier looking. hes got a shaved head (not like mine, more like a skinhead’s), tats up his neck and onto the side of his face, and the stature of brick wall. weve taken to calling him, meathead.
one friday night around 2am i heard the two of them coming home from the bar (my windows are right at ground level along the alley to the side door). they stopped in front of my bedroom window and i could hear meathead reassuring her about something. then all of a sudden there was that awful gurgling noise followed by that wonderful sound of puke splattering on the asphalt. this lasted a good 10 minutes before they decided to move inside her apartment and try to contain the downpour in some place more appropriate than my windowsill. needless to say, i slept with the windows closed that night. weve since taken to calling her, the puker.
just this last saturday night meathead and the puker again came home from the bar late, but this time it was with an entire entourage. they were in their apartment yelling and laughing pretty darn loud, and i would have let that slide (since its a saturday night and they are inside her apartment), but then some of them moved out the side door so they could smoke. and, of course, they thought that it was perfectly reasonable to continue to communicate at the same volume they were using when they were in the apartment. but it wasnt. especially because brenda and i had to get out of bed by 630 (just 3 and a half hours away) to run in the race for the cure (another topic for another post). so, i went out to my living room and through the window politely asked them to keep it down. lets just say that the response was less than polite.
now, i try to be an extremely tolerant neighbor. i know that i live downtown, with a ton of young people around, in an apartment building, and that my expectations of others should be affected accordingly. i will put up with your shit for a long time and tolerate the little things, but once you cross that line… you are fucked. whether she knew it or not, the puker crossed that line when either meathead or one of his fucker friends decided to mouth off to me instead of apologizing and shutting the hell up.
since saturday night my landlord has talked with her in person and she has been served with a legal notice (her third since moving in next door). ive already been reassured by both the building manager and my landlord that her lease will not be renewed when it comes up and that if there is another problem she will be evicted. unfortunately for me, her lease doesnt expire until the end of march.
what do you think the chances are that im going to just sit back and wait for her lease to expire?
-b