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I am busy fighting for myself by fighting myself only to stop and take a breath & wait for Solace through the serenity of you, that & i'm overdramatic & full of shit mostly.

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18 noviembre

Mixy's Midnight Runners

Hi There Friends, How are you?
No shit?!?! Well I can sympathize.
 
So what is new with me you ask? Well lets just say life has been a little bit of a rollercoaster ride as of lately.
 
Let's start with a down note. I have finally been diagnosed with a skin disease called "Lichen Planus," not nearly as exciting as "Lycan Planes," as I was hoping the moderate leprresy would lead to me eventually being the werewolf version of the Red Baron. Instead I have a rare condition which will stay with me throughout life and no one knows what seems to be the cause of it. It gives me symptoms of having purplish colored welts...leisions...(er..i'm not sure what they are, but they are not pus'ee er gross like one might imagine, just like skin thickening and discoloration) which are stupendously itchy, with pain when pressure is applied to them. So this has made doing things with my hands or walking for any real distance painful and irritating. Not to mention that when the sun goes down, my skin itched so bad I thought It would crawl away (No corralation with lunar cycles as far as I know :) In fact I made a statement to my friend Brennan while visiting him at work to the effect of me being ready to go to town with a potato pealer. This made him dry heave as he disgustedly fled to another area of the electronics store. Ha hahahahah.....ahhhhh. I would have been fine with bearing bloody stumps at that point of time. So after a barrage of doctors visits and a specialist I am now recieving treatments, realitively cost effective and with positive results. I am almost starting to feel less a leper and more like i'm made out of people parts again. My hands have already almost completely cleared up, just a few spots of minor discoloration. I am relieved much. However, as I am truly so blessed the tests I had taken also revealed abnormal liver functions, some of the readings showing results twice as high as they should be. Strange for a guy who very rarely drinks or takes pain medications. The doctor has no real clue what is going on or why it is happening. It is unlikely for the medication i'm taking to treat the LP (Yes, my ill afflicting Linkin Park, Ha!) Also he is not sure if it is related to my condition. Either way two blood tests for pretty much everything ever, same high scores in the liver panel now has me going to see another specialist. So I get told to lay off the booze and pills and wait and find out the hard way. So tell Ian not to drink, so now he really fuckin wants a drink. Bah!!!
 
Another little plus is the apparent little side effect of this wonderful medication, what was it now....oh yeah, really fucking horrendous nightmares. Pretty much every night, I have my loved ones maimed or dead in varying horrifying ways. I had this every night for the first two weeks of taking my meds. However it has now lessened to just mind numbing drama most nights, with the death stuff interrupting every couple of days.....yeah, shattered relationships, unsexual prowesses, or like last night where I was getting hunted by the mob. Oy veh! There has been not so much sleeping, a lot of nights in the silence with my music, books, writings and projects. Move aside Dexy, I'm taking over the Midnight Runners now. In fact thanks to all those friends who spend time cruisin around with me in the wee hours sippin on Timmy's, rockin to my badd-ass tunes and keepin me away from that fuckin Sand'reaper.  
 
But hey Life has been pretty fantastic otherwise. Starting to hear a little bit off feedback from the job searching so I can get off of this damnable pogey. I'm tired of being this damn broke. Not only that but my last 3 weekends have been pretty awesome too!:
 
1: C4 Comicon in Winnipeg. My brother and one of his buddies cruised out to the ManiTooba to catch all the great fun. No crazy dressing up but got to meet really neat people and see some pretty cool shit, Nerd'D it up to hardcore proportions.....Awesome. I plan to make a post on all the Comicon happenings, just not today... i'm getting tuckered out here. Pictures will be available soon.
 
2. I got to go to a Punk-Rok show, my first show since seeing Uncle hammer back in summer. Also the first time i've been back to the Exchange since my ex-bandmates rocked the shittiest show ever a few years back, oh the memories. I got notice an hour before that due to a friend ticket bailout, I was going to go see "The Mad Caddies" with Kat and Adam. So the opening band was a local krew called "Cricket." They reminded me of a noob version of Boysetsfire, who being one of my favorite melodic hardcore bands, says a lot. If they stick in there. Second up was "The Johnstones," who I didn't realize would be there but I was already familliar with. Noting their parody of the Lonely Island, called (I'm On a Couch), check it on YouTube. Also I knew the Bank Song. Well after seeing them live, I can say they had one of the most awkward and wonderful stage shows ever. The Trombone/Keyboardist looked like a perverted dwarfish little punk rocker who kept spitting on the other members of the bands. At one point they all adorned kitchen table cloths and wore them about as capes. They did a lot of mid tune instrument changes with other members of the band which is both technically and visually fantastic. I bought their CD, and were the treat of the night. The Mad Caddies had a very enthralling show, being the most musically synched and coherent among the bands. They were musically powerful, their stageshow not being as fantastic as the Johnstones but they seemed to just have a really awesome flow and charizma. Angie got her first punk rock show, yay!
 
3. Well it was my birthday two days ago. A little low key, but it was friends and good conversation at the appartment. Not to mention that after we ate the best pizza in Regina from Julianna's Pizza, I got the most awesome cake I think i have ever recieved. Never has anyone put the time into making me something that Angela did last weekend. My cake had fucking, Deadpool on it! Fucking DEADPOOL....Awesome! Not only that he was about to carve pieces out of a dirty, snivelling clown.... fricken clown deserved it. Then Tyler recomended the cake be cut with a sword, me having one laying around did just that. I also decapitated the dirty clown and sucked out his icing and food coloring brains. Pretty damn cool. Pictures are above if you cycle to the end.
 
The last thing I can say with overly much relief. I have FINALLY completed the Lord Mix'M'Bad's: The Ultimate Revenge Compilation 09!!! It has taken me forever to do, but it is done. An Mp3 CD with 2 folders of wonderful revenge, 1 of revenge spill over so bad I don't want to listen to it, 1 of really terrible cover songs and 2 of mashups, 1 really bad and one relatively good. Adam is on his way over right now, unsuspectingly about to recieve ultimate payback. I hope we're still friends after. So thankyou for the suggestions submitted by my faithful henches. Thanks to Whitey, Joel, Jason, Jeff and the other..... I really appreciate!
 
Okay i'm Knuckle Drag'N, I gotta sign off, stay tuned for the comicon goods shortly. Peace out,
                                                                                                                            -Mix
Listening To: "Lament For The Toy Factory" by Dr. Steel
  
28 septiembre

Too Many Pu$$ies With a Tin Ear

The Music Industry......
 
I have spent a month an a half sorting my music library for the purposes of backing it all up. During this process with the help of Youtube and Wikipedia I researched most of the bands I was protecting, to make sure my information was right and to see if these bands came out with new material I was not aware of. This research was startling, many of these wonderful bands in fact disbanded, left for new projects and fell beneath the crush of undeserved failure. I also came across a few new bands and in this research I came to a horrendous discovery, there are way too many pussies with a Tin Ear! Don't get me wrong, I am okay with the fact that I have many disagreements with other metalheadz on what is to be considered good music, so why argue to point (Blah Blah, I hate Mnemic's new singer, he ruined them!! Blah Blah). My range is huge.... punk, indie, Prog Rok, Synthpop, Industrial, Fantasy Metal, Steam Punk.... but there are just a few things so bad that I can't even laugh, it just hurts me so much that it exists that..... well I don't know how I can go on. So I share with you my "WINNER" for biggest piece of crap ever distributed and liked by people while pretending to have shreds of integrity. The song is called "Freakxxx" by Brokencyde (Yes Broke Inside, I get it...... I also feel that way, Because of You Gaytards, thanks), listed under the Genre title of Crunkcore! Here it is for your viewing pleasure:
 
 
 
Okay, now who thinks we were a bit too harsh when we decided Painful Euthanasia was morally wrong? My god, this piece of crap would make even the most flaming emo kid SHART his pants. Okay, we got Baby-Gap Pimps rapping it out with some douche in a pig costume, regurgitating some form of hardcore pussy vomit while the ProstiTots get paid way too little to dance for these pink hoodie wearing failed abortions. Notice how the Douche Baggets take turns choking the one poor little ProstiTot, they don't know any better sweety, that is how Daddy showed them love. I also like how there is just the one random dude dancing like he accidentally came across some flaming douche party and decided to start crunkin it up so he didn't get noticed enough to be injected with date-rape drugs to play out some demented victim in the form of a Suburban "Deliverence." That is how the guy in the Pig Costume got auditioned. I believe this video to have the same musical credibility as this:
 
 
Well I believe I spent far too much time on these Bag-tagging Thuglets. Apparently there is this well of hate that I have not been nurturing for a while. I better kick this in the nugget before it goes too far, and I am seen as one of those supremist types, as depicted here: 
 
Well with all these musical down-notes I had to look to something to bring me back up..... but what... YES, YESSSSS!!!! Rammstein is making new music again, they have a new video...... Lord be praised! You guys made me love dirty and dark, so lets see this bad boy! What? A disclaimer? Oh.... I get it, you guys are a little artsy and edgey....I can appreciate that. What the song is called German Pussy? Oh....well..... yeah, just see for yourself:
 
 
oh.... okay I was worried when I heard the lyrics "You have a pussy, I have a dick'a, so what's the problem? Lets do it quick." It was like most of their videos until... well until it became a porn. Ya... we could do music...or we could make german non-shizer porn, a national first. Oh my, I really hope their music doesn't fail. Disheartened once again.... oy.
 
So quickly to my life. I am looking to get off this EI and be productive again. Damn it is not easy. I spent all that time up north dreaming of my friends and loved ones, mournfully looking at pictures of the fun we once had. But since i've been back I now realize that people got used to me not being around. Due to lifestyles, I have not been spending the quality time I once envisioned. So now I almost mourn being the big bad boss up north again. It was good to feel apart of something, given respect and even admirations. Things are tough right now too with the health. My skin condition is out of control, covering my hands, feet and legs. Painful and itchy is my life right now. My current doctor seems to have given up after assaulting me with at least 4 uneffective $70 creams. I ahave gone for a biopsy and now must wait till the middle of next month to see a specialist. There are a lot of really scary possibilities of what this affliction might be and now I stir in them waiting for answers. I am not really in the best of spirits but damn all if i'm not trying. Auto-Immune, Brain Swelling, Lupus, among a few. Well I guess I will just have to spend some more motorcycle therapy time this week and see if I can't turn that frown upside down. I love you peeps, thanks for investing your time in me. Laterz!
 
Listening To: "Apocalypse Meow" by You Say Party! We Say Die!
Reading: "Jericho Moon" by Matthew Woodring Stover
 
                                                                                                                                -Ian / L'M'B
15 septiembre

It's Pretty Bad When Corky Thinks You're Gaytarded!

 

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YouTube - WTF - Bird Lady Interview
  

 

In other news, Stuff Sucks and all that Jazz. More on that later.

Listening To: "Actions & Motives" by 10 Years

Reading: "The Last Watch" by Sergei Lukyanenko

                                                                                                            -L'M'B

19 agosto

Pick Me Up... Buttercup, not With yer Butt

What a Bummer, i'm a little down today for some reason.
 
I am not sure why.... I just had a pretty good week staying with dad in the Dorf, hangin with local bitches n bros.
 
So I must cheer myself up....
 
maybe watching dudes in leotards doing some homoerotic shenanigans to technology will help:
 
 
 
 
that was pretty good, but we need to step it up a little bit. I wan't Ice Cream to stuff the depression, some thick beats to bring funk into the soul and some mad hot librarians making sexy time with the Bad. Internet, make it happen!
 
 
they won't let me embed the video.....bastards. Oh Well be old fashioned then. Click the link to wax yer dink. This Milkshake will bring the boys... to the Dentists Office?
 
 
later,
                 -L'M'B
Listening to Easy Love of course.
Reading Walking Dead Graphic Novel #10
 
09 agosto

Catch-Up Living, Ketchup Vacation

Hi'yall,
 
I posting from my Solitude of Fortress....not to be mix'D up with Super's pad. I am just mulling a few things over, bear with me here.
 
I can drink 128.65 cups of Tim Hortons before I die.
I can drink 160.81 cans of Monsters before I die.
I can drink 677.11 cans of Pepsi-Cola before I die.
consequently,
I can drink 5146.05 glasses of chocolate milk, then I croak.....
oh &,
I can eat 6432.56 Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, and I am undone.
Check out your chances at:
 
 
So I have been pretty event minded lately. I've been doing my best to catch up on doing things. Well it has been 2 years of not really being out there and having mucho funanas! I've been to 5 campfire Gatherings this summer already. I got to go see the Lego Exhibit at the Science Center, added a few pictures to my highlight reel on the page. Lego is neat, recognize!!!! Also there has been mucho Motorcycle badassery on the go, I even had little Jason Pisswarm come down and cruise with me in our new bikegang, "The Scorpion Deathstingers!!!," pretty cutting edge I know. Actually we never consulted on the name but there is just two of us and I have just assumed leadership....Recognize!
 
Also, I got down with Hammertime. Now my very first cassette tape was MC Hammer, truth. Followed by Simpsons Sing the Blues or some crap. Anyways, that man raised me with his gentle hearted jams. In fact I feel confident that we are close enough now that I can call him Uncle Hammer. Well Uncle Hammer had a show at our ex, here in the Queen City. What I noticed about this experience was that while the crowd was waiting for Uncle H to begin, it was less like people waiting for a show and more like a Clan Rally lynching. A lot of people were muttering things like, "If he starts preaching i'm gonna lose it," & " I can't believe we couldn't find something better to do than MC Hammer." Lets just say I was distressed about this. I was afraid my yokel bretheren would turn away from the goodness that is Uncle Hammer and go so far to make this another Matt Good "Shoe Incident" Mind you he is the Hammer and would probably catch that shit on his feet, just before another oh-wee-oh-wee-oh. So he gets on and people are pretty quiet, little kids are shaking there things. The Hammer is wise to this and starts telling a few stories, does a tribute to MJ, does a shout out to the 2-Pac, and by the end everybody thinks he is just 2 Legit to Quit, he Turn'D that Mutha Out! You can tell he has been in his biz for a while and he knew how to win over a crowd that wasn't his, job well done. Even better he got a few of his kids out there dancin it up or singing with him, well played. We love you Booby and Jeramiah! His 2 Pac story was a little funny, it goes as Hammer was not feeling a few home boys, so he was spinning some record in the studio calling down some bitches when 2-Pac came in and told the Hammer to stop. 2-Pac said Hammer, don't be calling out those home boys, that is Pac's job, Hammer you are there to make everybody feel good. That is when Pac told the Hammer that some of his songs got him through prison. Sweet, NO? Uncle Hammer told it better, but don't take my word for it, take Levar Burtons.... he spins the Hammer tracks as he prepares to LaFORGE alien bitches from east to west quadrant.
 
So I use the term Ketchup Vacation. Ketchup is pretty run of the mill, but is still just so damn good and necessary sometimes; that is kind of how my vacation went. My vacation existed in Alberta, yeah that damn place I go through to get to work. No European, Asian, Tropical or U.S tours like many of my home-slices are or have been on recently. Alberta..... yawn. In spite of this it ended up being a pretty swanky odd type time. We stayed out in Olds with Shannon and her family (Family Friends), Which I really liked because she stays in a nice country house just off the number 2 highway a ways. There are horses in the back yard. It was awesome. So phase one was multiple trips between Calgary and Red Deer to get the seeing family bit over with. Then me and Angie split up from Dad and my bro, to go on to spend a day in Banff. We had like ATV Tour or horsey riding plans...then came implement weather so we wandered around instead for shopping, sight seeing and some numy-nums. It was nice. We also took very scenic mountain roads to and from making a few neat stops at Deadman Flats (????Not flat and my gas attendant was so not a Zombie?!?) and to Ghost Lake (No handjob from Casper, but bloody children handprints on rocks...er is it paint?!?!) and the Ghost Station (Where I imagine Ghost Rider gets his gas, Pringles and Redbulls to fuel that Pennance Stare). There are pictures.....
 
Then things get weird, we are told to go see the Gopher Hole Museum in Torrington. So we said why not. We arrive at Torrington the day we are leaving, it is an itty bitty town that has a 25ft Cartoon Stylized Gopher Statue at the junction of their Main Street and the Highway, so we didn't miss the turn-off. We get to thie museum where we are greeted by a nice little English lady. She charges us $2 to enter this museum. I get worried. We go through the frontroom of this retro-fitted house and go through to the back where we find 70 display cases full of stuffed gophers all dressed in little people clothes, potraying little scenes from around the town, like the town bar or church or bank, where these stuffed animals are dressed appropriately, sometimes with witty comic book captions portraying town banter. Well lets just say panic welled within me as I expected some sort of mentally challenged murderer to capture us in the Gopher Mausoleum and use our human'ee parts to stuff gophers with. I over reacted, I understand this. Even weirder was that it was the first thing in the morning and we were not the first ones there, oh how the people loved the cute stuffed little buggers, the laughter of children still haunting me to this day. So I was forced to ask the little chatty ol English Lady what was the deal. She told me Torrington wanted to bring in some tourism. They apparently already had all their fire hydrants painted as gophers, and they already had the cartoon gopher character whose name escapes me at this time. So the next step, genocide taxodermy...ha! That is whe we also found out there was a Zoo 20 km farther up the road, WHAT?!?!? Ferkin rights! So we each buy a $2 torrington pen and double up our spendings and hit the road.
 
So we take a turn off the highway onto a gravel road in rural Alberta where we come upon a very large farm, here we find what is called the GuZoo. Upon arrival we find that there are dogs, cats and horsies all over the place. We go into the office to find out that we will be spending $10 for this tour. We also learn that this is a privately owned zoo but not in the creepy way it sounds like those Torrington people. It is an animal rescue and shelter, taking all sorts of species being looked after by what is mainly volunteers. You know like somebody's exotic pet stop being cute, or a crate of Pandas breaks open on the highway so they give the parts to the GuZoo (Just kidding I think). We go through the petting zoo where I make quick friends with a shy mule I call Eeyore, try to be friends with the Llamas who i always thought were cool but turns out they are just jerks. I tried to pet the one but he just kept twitching his neck violently and looking at me with those rape-prey eyes. Then the lady says he must like me because most people don't get that close to him.....I wondered why he was in the petting zoo. We went elsewhere. The lady volunteer at the place followed us where she let Angela play with a baby Raccoon named Smootchy, it tried to eat her neclaces, bit into my $22 watch and scratched, i was pissed. Apparently Raccoons purr, weird huh? I got to play with a Wolf Cub who i was able to convince to go beat up one of the cats, unfortunately he was the pussy because the stupid ol cat made hissy noises and scared him away, it was easier for him to go eat those T-Bone steaks they were feeding him. I don't get treated that well. He was a lot like a puppy but you could tell by his fur that he was a wild animal, hard to explain. So I will not get into crazy detail here but there was a jerk face foamy mouthed Camel who was prejudice against me, lots of livestocky things, buffalo, Reindeer, Yaks, Goats, a spastic Ostrich who I caught using his head and neck to scratch his back while his eyes were rolling up into it's head. There were dingos, Tigers, Lions, Bears, Monkeys, leemurs, Red Assed Baboons, Silver Fox (Not to be confused with Star Fox's Fox McCloud, Slippy Toad, Peppy Hare & Falco Lombardi who were also totally there) Timber Wolves, Coyotes (Not exactly zoo material) as well as a lot of neat lizards, birds and fuzzy things. This was the best Zoo experience I ever had, Calgary, Toronto, etc, the best is some rural farm in Alberta, ferkin weird hey? Apparently a lot of these species are able to thrive in our climate..... i didn't know that either? Quite a few Hudderites, Mennenites er whatever were out at the zoo that day, there was a little pug-nosed dog very upset with them and chased them prejudicely.....animals can be so cute when their hearts are full of hate. Once again I posted a few pictures on my livespace but if you want the whole bunch check out my Facebook.
 
So I am getting tired of typing old and should go do something, so I am going to ignore all those typing mistakes and spelling errors and go play somewhere. Find more shenanigans to get into, so will you come play with me....yar you will!

Listening to: "Trouble" by Skindred
Reading: "Fables Graphic Novel Series - #9 Sons of Empire"
                                                                                                      -L'M'B
07 julio

Fee Fie Fo Fudge Mooseknuckle

Ah crud,
 
my time off is going less well than expected.
I have managed to get addicted to television, screw you Dr. House.
I have become poor waiting for the guvEARNment to give over the sweet pogey, as they force me to use my vacation pay to survive.
My bad for poor planning I guess.
What I really wanted was an honest to god vacation.
Mind you I will be going with family and girl to go to see Oma and Tante but that is Calgary and not a vacation, as calgary is just a sometimes stop between here and work.
On the plus side I spent a very good week with dad helping him do yardwork and stuff, it was real nice, pulled me back into the highschool days section of memory. Too bad so many things have to change...... yay that things change, does that statement make me complicated?
I think I need some positive change, I already know I have some pretty serious things to mull over.....godammit I don't want to though.
I got a proffessional massage for the first time in my life from a butcher...er I mean Naturopath. I kind of expected it to be relaxing and wonderful. Instead as I was not pre-warned it was pressure, pain and me in my almost birthday suit on a table with some dude who made me feel his wrath. Ha, i'm okay with pain and it wasn't over the top er nothing, just surprised.......surprised on  how many parts of my body have never felt pressure or MANipulation! For 45 minutes after Ifelt like magic, even my brain was a'twitter. After that I was just loose as a goose (Specially one subjected to duck-rape). Followed by two days of noticeable soreness, then back to general content. So overall, after mixed feelings.... it might be worth another try. Anyways, who cares what I think about massage?
Lego exhibit at the Science Centre was cool, i'll post pictures later. Science Center rocks.
I spent time with old work friend Jeanette today who was driving through on her way back to home in Newfoundland. It was pleasant, tried to take her out somewhere to an authentic Reginian restaurant, first choice was Nicky's Cafe.....awesome but closed, okay so to the 60's diner Izzy Magoo's all the way across town, out of buisness.....what?!?! Dammit. End up at.....the Regent, very plain but the food is dependably good. However far from taking someone to 5 star Regina cuisine. She liked it. Toured around, took a few pictures around the legislative buildings, Wascana park and the R.C.M.P Depot. Not too bad a time I guess.
 
Frick, seems like i'm trying too hard right now to report to the internet that I do stuff, especially when I haven't posted in forever. Well frigg it, frigg you internet, if there is anything else it is a secret, i'm off to bed after two last important thoughts:
 
1. I want to make a shout out to you Whitey, poor ol fella trapped up in a Korean Hospital with icky insides. I miss you man. I read your stuff and am glad to hear you are on the road to recovery. Dude, this might sound a little gay but right now I wish I could be your mama kangaroo, you my little baby kangaroo tucked all safe and warm in my sticky, sweet mama kangaroo sack/pouch. Yer my boy, Blue! Mama loves you.
 
2. Much less importantly, I am finally taking on the new and possibly last revenge compilation. Is it possible the world is just running out TERRIBLE, FUNNY BAD and PAINFUL EXPERIENCE music? I have so much that it is gonna take forever to go through it for this disk. However, I call on you people of the internet to help me find the funniest, most terrible music you know or can think of. Please comment here, e-mail me your ideas, youtube videos, whatever..... if it is bad and can be used for pain on others, share it with me. I NEED YOUR HELP TO SPREAD MY VERY SPECIFIC VERSION OF EVILNESS UPON THE WORLD. If not, well you are just being a stupid faced - Paul Walker. Think on that.
 
Peace, love and bad music for you all
                                                                                                - L'M'B
Listening to: "Definition of a Hero" by Diecast
Reading: "Working For the Devil" by Lilith Saintcrow (See what I read when you are not here to direct me Whitey-San, Gweilo Ryan!!! Haven't read more than 10 pages yet, expectations are low.....i guess i'll let you know)
 
24 mayo

Escape Clause, Now Contemplate Exit Strategy

I packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be bored as Ferk by then
I miss the peeps so much I miss my life
It's lonely out in camp
On such a timeless Night

And I think it'ss gonna be a long long time
Till this let down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm the mutha F@ckin Security Man!
Security man burning out his use up here alone

Fort Mac ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did (Because they love the crack!)
And all this madness I don't understand
It's just my job 12 hours a day, 7 days a week
to be lost and confused and ready to rock 
like a mutha F@ckin Security Man!
Then all of a sudden Security Man no More?!?!?!
 
Well that is it kiddies, I might be a government artist in as little as 4 days, there is no date to leave given as of yet...or out date even though we were told that shit is to go down June 1st. I really don't need to get into details but more or less our crew has been given the option to live in Frt Mac and suffer demotion to stay or take lay-off. Logical answer is easy, this cowpoke is getting the f@ck out of Dodge. I better get some beauty rest here, but no doubt i'll be getting more time to update soon. Don't worry too much kiddies, I kind of warm to thought of having a very free and available summer. Okay you nutters, look after yo'selves and come back now ye'hear. Dudes, I totally miss you!
 
Listening to: "World of Promises" by In Flames
Reading: "The Day Watch" by Sergei Lukyanenko
                                                                                              -L'M'B
02 abril

April Fools Gold

Hey....

 

Yeah I know it's been a while. C'mon baby you know I meant to call but stuff came up. Well treat a blog reader like dirt and they'll stick to you like mud. Not that the actch has been crazy faced but I have been neglecting quite a few things. Like the photos I just posted, most of them were trapped on my phone when I sent it back to Sony to fix.... so that could be as old as last Nov / Oct.

 

I am still in the North where the recession forces me to work less days without OT and I do believe I am a fool to be continuing down this course, especially as the political regime at work is rising to a disreputable flourish. Yet I still show up with my game face on and do what is necessary. The terrible thing is that the practable joke is on me for leaving no room to manoeuvre. So I shall fret not and instead be patient, be wise, curb this insatiable amount of sleeping and if it all goes 'South,' then so do I and call this moot. I miss you lady, my family, my friends (some who got to totally go to Cancun.... jealousy) my music, my writing and even parts of myself, however I believe it was said by Anthrax, "You Can Not Kill What Does Not Die!" Unless it is a zombie, then I recommend headshots and chainsaws. However if it is Meatloaf the sparkly vampire then there is no known course of egress. Meatloaf wins Mortal Kombat!

 

Listening to: "Red Stars" by The Birthday Massacre

Reading: "The Judging Eye (The Aspect Emperor Book 1) by R. Scott Bakker

Watching: "True Blood Season 1" ..........What a fun series!!!!

                                                                                              - L'M'B

 

P.S - Today I saw a very Jamaican Lady sing Celine Dion and it bothered me more than a little, not only that but she saw me watching her, nodded towards me and started singing louder. I didn't know what to do, so I broke out a little dance move. I really hate myself for that, perhaps I made her happy but I can not condone anyone singing that, especially those from a culture rich in music. Now if it was an Estonian I might understand. By the way Meatloaf covers a Celine Dion song, or the other way around..... that is equally disturbing. I am too tired to look it up right now, just a random thought, night!

 

19 febrero

This is What Happens Every Time I Close My Eyes!

 

Talking about YouTube - Creepiest 4 minutes of children's TV ever (wiggles)
  

 

I get to spend too much time to myself these days, the dementia is kicking in.... I don't know which part is real life?!?!?

Listening to: "Locust" by Stonegard

Reading: "The Night Watch" by Sergei Lukyanenko

Playing: "Afro Samurai" for the 360

                                                                                               -L'M'B

13 febrero

DND - Sleeping.....

*Yawn*
You have not heard much from me since November, wowzers.
I have been in hiateus.....i've been sleeping.
In fact I have failed to comment on many events: My birthday (Nov 15), Christmas, New Years and I even managed to hide during the international clown day (Feb 1st), i'm free for another year you fuckers, at least until the Shriners drag your dirty cages back to town..... I digress.
Where was I? Well I was sleeping.
Truly and figuratively.
I've merely been surrounded in this Northern locale working to replenish my financial situation after the heavy spending of last year. I've barely touched the internet device at all....in fact i'm embarrassed I have not even replied to my birthday well wishes and such from November. I have 173 e-mails stacked up and I only took one small attempt to knock a few off. I must say Facebook, Wayn, CD Plus, Birthday Alarm and the Omega Order..... I will be coming for your children....then I will send you as many ransom notes/body parts as you send me annoying e-mails.
I have also been doing a lot of pondering, nothing important.....just some inflections and some random thoughts,
like "Why does every week seem like 'Shark Week' on Animal Planet?"
Moreso I didn't have much to say and mainly kept to myself.
So whatelse could I do but completely drown myself in media?
Here are some examples but screw real reviews.... nobody cares....or if they do they can ask me or already know!
 
Books:
- "Caine Black Knife" by Matthew Stover - T'was really good, not as good as "Blade of Tyshalle" but what can you do?
- "King and Emperor" by Harry Harrison - Also very good, true to the series and a decent end to the story arc, go Shef!
- "Perdido Street Station" by China Mieville - You know it was fucked up, better than "The Scar" and very engrossing, even made me learn new words.... of course the ending had to be screwy but i'll let that go.
- Currently reading "King Rat" by China Mieville which is good so far, testament to Perdido Street Station that i'd pick up another of his books I guess.
 
Graphic Novels:
- "Conan - The Nemedian Chronicals" by Kurt Busiek & Greg Ruth (Changes throughout series however) #'s 0, 3, 4, 5, 6 + "Conan & the Midnight God" from some other series..... you know what? Get Arnold Swartznegger out of your head and you will find Conan to be a wonderfully visual thing. Yes big monster goes smashy smashy, well even so I had a good time reading these really thick comic books with wonderful visual art based on short stories and novels I read which were likely butchered by Sprague du Camp and Lin Carter...I think that is their names...in fact who cares, i'm too tired/apathetic to google it. These seemed more Howard'ian to me, and tied up a lot of bridges between storylines in a very successful way. Too bad I am missing some issues, but I really enjoyed cranking through them.
- "Northlanders - Book 1: Sven the Returned" by Brian Wood & Davide Gianfelice. I was on a Conan kick and here I found Vikings doing what Vikings do best, Kicking ass and taking names...or loot...or maybe even your women, but still very good.
- "Marvel's Deadpool's Classics": Hey, it was an assembly of my favorite Marvel character in his first appearances. He wasn't at his strongest at the point where it ends so all it did was wet my appetite for more Deadpool graphic novels..... damn too bad I never seem to be able to find them. Why does he get beat down so much?
- "Dark Wraith of Shanara" by Robert Place Napton, Edwin David (Under the ever watchful eyes of Terry Brooks. Well as a young adult I really enjoyed your schtick Mr. Brooks. You even use some of my favorite characters in this adaptation. But it kinda sucked. Part of me took a little bit of pleasure, but mostly this book was more inflicted than enjoyed. Makes me want to take a drink or 12 and want to talk to Allanon.
- "Fantasy Classics....ummm err...I lent it out so I forget who by. It was very mediocre. It was a compilation of graphic novelization of horror classics like Mary Shelly's Frankenstine and Rappincci's Daughter and some weirdo H.P Lovecraft short story about cats eating Zoogs. It was alright, the art really lacked though but I can handle that. Nuff said.
 
Movies:
- "Repo! The Genetic Opera" - Absolutely wonderful. Post Apocalyptic surgery musical with Anthony Stewart Head (Giles from Buffy) as a headlining actor. Then on the same note you realize Paris Hilton is also in it.... but you still find it to be absolutely smashing!
- "Catch a Fire" - It was all about the damn Boer's in South Africa and Mr. Tim Robbins who is holding the black man down, so Derek Luke decides to join the ANC (Freedom Fighter / Terrorists) after being unnecissarily tortured so he can sing with the others in a colourful way about using bazookas to destroy their enemies during the 80's oppression. Part True Story, orphanages to go around at the end, I was very enthusiastic.
- "Partition" - A dangerous love occurs between a strong but silent Sikh Man and a wilful but proud Muslim girl during the tumultous time when India and Pakistan seperate.....oooh, and I got caught in the middle....look out TRAIN! T'was good.
- "Paul Blart - Mall Cop" - I expected better having once been a Mall "Cop." I give it a 6.5
- "Underworld: Rise of the Lycans" - Blarg. Visually as good as the first two but the storyline was summed up in the 2 minutes we saw in th first movie, I literally learned nothing new. Whatever, could be worse.
 
This does not include the copious amounts of t.v, half watched movies, reading materials I must have forgot about, downloading/purchasing/listening to/researching/organizing new music/albums to feed my obsession and the 4 days straight of playing the highly repetative but most enjoyable video game "Assassin's Creed." By the way what another bastard ending that was.....urk. So now you know why I haven't contacted you or done anything, poor excuse eh? Well I might actually update next time instead of randomly spewing stuff onto the blog. Let's just consider it a little bit of typing exercise. I will get back to those people who have been left by the wayside, be patient.... I am not right in the head. Toodles, i'm off to sleep.
 
Listening to: "Hello" by Dirty Little Rabbits
                                                                                         -L'M'B