March 17, 1999. Wednesday.
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O' the mornin' to ya, lassie. Might I trooble ya fer a bowla Looky
Charms? Anyway, just remember: If someone's not wearing green, you
get to throw a wet sponge at them.
Anyway,
lots of stuff aggravating me today. Yesterday a went to the post-office
to mail a package. I'll tell you, every time I go to the post office,
I want that home post office thing more and more. You know, the commercial
with John Ratzenberger, Cliff from Cheers. Kinda pathetic
that his only acting gig 6 years after the show ended is for a home post
office. Because he played a mailman. Oh, John....
Anyway,
I can't understand what the deal is at the post office. Why does
the line move so slowly? All i want to do is mail my package, which
ususally takes about 48 seconds. What are these other people doing?
They're not buying stamps, because now there's a separate stand for that.
It's these stupid people with their pesky questions. The other day,
I went in to buy some stamps, and i saw the saddest sight i've seen
in a while. Some old woman was buying stamps in line in front of
me. But not stamps to mail, stamps to collect. I don't
know if she was actually a stamp collector, but she sure was interested
in these stamps. Maybe she was just lonely, cos she kept talking and didn't
wanna leave. " When's the next stamp coming out? What's on
it? Do you have any other stamps with the Flag on them? What's that
behind the flag? A skyskraper? When will it be in? How
many do you have? Only 6? well, ok. I'll come back later.
I'll just pay for those now... with pennies...and count every one slowly
and carefully. Since there's no rush...because I've got ALL FUCKING DAY!!!"
Arrrrgghhh....
So yesterday,
I don't know why there was such a holdup. People and their indiotic questions.
Not that the post office make it any easier themselves. One of the workers
felt like he had to perform for the large audience. He was really
hamming it up, making idle conversation and whatnot. When someone would
ask him a quesiton, like "got four fives for a ten?" He'd say,
more like project, " Four fives? Yeah, sure, that'll
work... hahahahaha!"
There was also a Korean
woman with anawfully annoying laugh. I only actually noticed becuase
the The Gus made mention
a
few days ago of seeing an Asian woman who used short dry bursts of
laughter as a form of puncuation. This woman did precisely
that. "See you later..uhahahahah." uggggghhh.....
After
mailing the package, i felt obligated to run out of line and out of the
post office as quickly as possible, or as quickly as i could without being
suspected of fleeing a crime-scene. I just wanted to get out of there
and not be one of those fucking dawdlers. Not like there aren't enough.
One guy was asking the difference in price for a package that would take
6 weeks or like 6 and a half. Who the fuck cares? I mean, once
you get past the "Express" one day and "priority mail" two day and third
class, does it really make a goddam difference if it gets
there in 42 or 45 days. Either way, whoever you're sending it to
is going to be waiting a long fucking time. Christ.
Another
thing that's been annoying me, for the last 6 months really, is the continual
and inexplicable success and critical acclaim of Everlast, the former House
of Pain Rapper, who's suddenly decided to turn soulful and sing the blues.
The Abum is actaully called Whitey Ford Sings the Blues. Lemme tell
you, he's about as soulful as... David Duke (?). If you haven't heard
this song, it's on the radio at least three times a day, on any station.
It's got such crossover "appeal." At least Berry
agrees with me on this one. All I've heard of the song in the past
3 months is those 5 beginning acoustic guitar notes, and that's all I can
bear before changing the station. There's something i'll always find
extremely annoying about acoustic guitar and sampled sounds. It doesn't
seem right. Whitey Ford sings the blues? Blues my ass...
Maybe
the radio stations felt more obligated to play it since today is St. Patrick's
day, and his House of Pain gimmick was being all Irish and shit.
Well, i don't know about you, but i'd rather be forced to listen to the
Proclaimer's "I'm gonna be (500 miles)" than this dolt. I just CAN"T UNDERSTAND
why. It'd be one thing if it came and was a hit for a while then
left me alone. But it's been on the radio FOR MONTHS!!! it won't
go away. And who buys this shit that makes it stay and stay.
yeah, yeah, he had a heartattack, he was dead for a while. he had to struggle
and find god to comeback, yada yada yada. You're breaking my fucking
heart. Anyway, maybe i'm getting a little worked up about this.
But on the off chance anybody out there knows how to contact Everlast,
tell him to please, PLEASE just go away.
I spoke
with Rodzilla last night. She expressed
a desire to do something with her life. I guess she meant something
other than the normal 9-5 grind, have a job kinda thing that she's been
dreading. I was really happy to hear that, cause i've been thinking
exactly that for the last 3-22 years. I mean, I'm quitting this job
at some point in the not-too-distant future, and it's my only safety net.
But I know that this isn't what I really wanna do with my life. Right now
is just a transitional stage, and I want the transition to be over as soon
as possible. I can handle pain, discomfort, unhappiness, and boredom,
as long as there's an end in sight. But if there's no end in sight,
I'll go nuts. I guess I should just get off my ass and do something
about it. But I really can't do it on my own at this point.
And i don't want to. What's the poing to doing something cool if
your friends aren't around to participate? The most obvious candidates
are Jed, James and Nora, but who knows where'll they'll be. Geography has
been the biggest problem over the past year. Rodzilla wants to put
together a creative endeavor, but she's outta the picture for at least
a year, and Nora may be on the Continent as well. But if she wants
to do something like this, that'd be pretty fucking fantastic. That'd
be the cat's meow. I just hope she doesn't have any reservations
about throwing all her hard work and potential for success out the window
and starting all over again.
By the
way, I've put more pictures up to flesh out my list of Nouns
Used Frequently by G-Rock.
2:40pm- I've decided to stave off dork-dom for a while and not let my internet activities affect my life here in reality. So if it means i don't write like I speak or say everything that i think, so be it. It's not what i'd call "worth it."
and thanks to mimi for the links tip.
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