
Its very odd.
My brother put a label on his blog that it is the last post that he is going to write. He got the feeling that it was turning into a necessity and a chore to post something all the time;
He got tired.
It became a chore.
HE liked the blog, but it was just as though he just ran out of steam.
Well I have kind of crossed that point myself.
I am feeling beat.
I am going to complain here for a bit.
I have essentially 4 jobs, I work from the time I get up until sometimes well past when I should go to sleep, I never seem to leave my desk.
The last vacation I had was Bonneville speed week and my 1964 Pontiac is currently down with a sick starter, fuel pump and a tired old battery.
My long distance sniper rifle is out of commission.
My credit is in the toilet, and I have never missed a payment.
I cant even enjoy the snow because I am behind on my work.
I have too much ebay inventory to ever price and sell.
I am perpetually tired, and when I really sleep in, it seems to get worse.
so now that I have bitched my ass off, what do I want?
I need a week off with nothing to do. I need to sleep and when I wake up, I want to not hurry.
I want to have a stopping point where the work is TRULY done.
I want to build things that people want, and that I enjoy making and sell that.
I want to make cool stuff everyday. I want to go to MY shop.
This must be the Gen X equivalent of mid life crisis....for baby boomers, this would be their time to go on a
spending spreee and make a ton of cash to support their spending habit.
I instead want to, essentially, QUIT.





























I was listening to terrestrial radio the other day (a rare occurance) and I heard a catchy song. This is even rarer of an occurance. Somehow I recognized the lyrics and I knew what was coming next! What the hell? Low and behold it was Seether playing their cover of Careless Whisper. So while it was a nice treatment of an old song, it wasn't really new. Perhaps this is the curse of Generation X; we observe that the world around us is phoney and re-issued. It feels like every new idea has been used, and all frontiers have been explored. What happened to exploring space and trying to reach Mars? Will anything ever be made that is so amazing that people will say, "OH, I remember the internet... that was going to be a big thing." Will Cancer get the boot once and for all?
OH and I haven't forgot about you, Osama Bin Teenager. Wow. You are going to make a bomb out of some household shit, or shoot up a church with Grandpa's guns, or bitch about George Bush. I wouldn't care except you are following a long list of kids like you doing what is popular. Fucking OBAMA is such a fake, and where is your brave talk now? OH now you lost your balls and brave talk. He is doing SUCH a good job, what has he done other than LAUGH at mortgage holders on TV? Politicians all suck but you only criticize one party because pop culture has your back, right? On your own, you are silent. I can only hope your pipebomb goes off prematurely. 











