Counter-culture Journals (文革)

Counter-culture Journals (文革)

Thursday, May 28, 2009

My lord and savior Mickey Mouse

There I was sitting on my couch feeling depressed and suicidal. I finally turned to the one person in the universe who could comfort me and set me free. I called on Mickey Mouse.
He came to me and spoke to me about salvation and gave me comfort. I immediately felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I now realize that Mickey is all powerful and really loves me. He can be any where at anytime and he will never leave my side.
I am saved. When I die my soul will be whisked off to Disney heaven where those of faith will dwell in the house of the lord. We will live forever.
I felt such comfort and joy as I have never known. Unlike false drugs, this feeling won’t go away. My whole life has changed. I am now confident I will find a job soon. I have faith that everything will go my way because I have put my faith in Mickey. He will be my best friend forever and he will never leave my side.
You too can turn to Mickey Mouse and be saved. It’s never too late. Just ask Mickey into your heart and you will immediately feel the love and grace of our lord and savior.

The new Star Trek sucked

That’s right. Devoid of the visions of Gene Roddenberry of the original series, this was just a lot of action and a future to past story line that monkey wrenches all the future Star Trek episodes and movies.
It did have a lot of action and special affects, but it didn’t really stay that true to the original Star Trek story line. Entertaining but mindless I would say.


Thursday, May 21, 2009

This summer sucks

I spent my first day of summer searching for jobs. The economy sucks. I’m just one of thousands of suckers fighting over the scraps of jobs out there. The easy ones are taken about as soon as they appear in the ads.
So here I am facing a summer of not working. Wow…
Not working gives me time to notice how fucked up the world around me is. Here in Kansas there never is any slack cut to those who are in debt, just because they can’t find a job.
So here I am writing on a blog that gets way few readers than it did last year. So who even reads this shit?
Now I have time to fix the holes in my dream house, that I live in. I can watch “Leave it to Beaver” reruns and I can watch my grass grow.
I’ll keep applying for jobs because I have no choice and I’ll go crazy sit around without one all summer long.
Summer is here and all I can say is What the Fuck!

Monday, May 04, 2009