Banes

Jul. 24th, 2007 12:58 am
roadrunnertwice: Vesta Tilley, Victorian drag king (Default)
So. On the bike ride home from the 331 Club tonight, someone threw an egg at me. Good aim, too; hit me right on the cheekbone. Left a sweet bruise. Major points for a bad job well done.

Now, if I was over 40 and had a certain hormonal equilibrium, I could deploy the tried-and-true "forgiveness" post, in which one recognizes that we're all going through hard shit and that it's got to be a rough social situation that leaves someone no release but to throw eggs at hippie fags on bicycles. But you know what? I'm still young, and my default emotional response is pissy, intolerant vindictiveness. I'm getting better at suppressing it, but shitcocks who throw eggs at motherfuckers just aren't worth it.

Eggchuckers. Look. I've been there. You're not troubled. You're just a fucking asshole, and I would appreciate it greatly if you would just stop breathing, keel over, and die. By the time you're able to drive a car, you should be capable of some basic empathy. You're clearly not, and you're using up resources that could just as well be spent on someone who's worthy of actual human love. We'd be better off without you. Please, for the love of god, just jump. C'mon. End your life and stop the pain.

Alternately, grow the fuck up.
roadrunnertwice: Vesta Tilley, Victorian drag king (Viva! La Revolution!)
Hey Nick, did you end up actually going to that Fort Wilson Riot show tonight?

Yes. I laugh at snow.

Good times?

Yup. And Ad Astra Per Aspera were pretty decent (that keyboard player had some nice licks), and Thunder in the Valley can raise a holy motherfucking racket. (Recommended particularly to BRMC fans.)

But no WAY were you able to escape some ridiculously implausible fly-in-the-ointment, right?

Right, so while I was standing outside the Triple Rock, someone in a truck shot me in the back with a glow-in-the-dark paintball while driving past.

It's not so much the "OMFG ASSHOLE" factor that gets to me. It's that these dudes were driving around in a snowstorm in search of someone to mildly injure/soak with oily fluorescent paint. I feel like I've encountered the Shithead Of The Future.
roadrunnertwice: Vesta Tilley, Victorian drag king (Viva! La Revolution!)
So check this out:

Odessa sans half its wheels

That's all I own of my bike, anymore. Go figure that'd happen on the one day this month I lock it outside overnight.

Anyway, the Greasepit is kaput as of late last year, so I'm trying to get in touch with the Mac Bike kids. Situation is developing.

Also, I was at the liquor store, and was wondering why the price of Summit suddenly went up like 30¢ per sixpack this month. As always, The Internet had the answer.

LIFE IS AWESOME, GUYS.
roadrunnertwice: Vesta Tilley, Victorian drag king (Reversal!)
So yeah, it's been one of those days. One of those days where your bike's seat post gets stolen and you have to frantically walk/run to the bus stop.

Thank goodness nothing on my bike is worth a dime except the tires!
roadrunnertwice: Vesta Tilley, Victorian drag king (Reversal!)
Man, remember that business with my phone? Well, no one in the Minneapolis area can do anything, but Nokia can fix it! For a hundred damn bucks! (I paid eighty-including-shipping for it back when it was the hot shit new model.) Cingular is unwilling or unable to help, I can't be bothered to tell which. Point is, my otherwise perfectly functional phone is headed to the recyclers. This moment of waste has been brought to you by corporate avarice and the letter F.

On the other hand, it's an old enough model that they're going for 30 bucks unlocked on eBay these days. Hmm.

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