january sucks

nothing new to report.

the january sucks attitude has returned in full swing. I was out with a group of kids on saturday night, and by 10:30 p.m. we were all just sitting around a table at this bar bummed out. there was zero enthusiasm. everyone agreed that no one was having any fun at all. out of boredom I decided to get up off of my bar stool and stand. I should have suggested group sex.

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I got the new nirvana box set in the mail today. it's three cds. the first cd is scratchy, low quality home recordings. the second cd is scratchy, sometimes better low quality home and cheap studio-time recordings. the third cd is demos and alternate takes. I like the third cd best. there's a dvd included that I'm going to watch tonight. I already have it up for sale on e-bay. I hope somebody buys it for $45.

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my buddy rick moved back from flint. that makes me smile. I was bummed when he moved away last summer. I'm happy that I have a worthy foosball opponent again.

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last night I went to rossi's with my sister for a couple of drinks. we were talking about netflix. I ripped on her because I'd noticed that she gives everything five stars... like "every movie I rate is the greatest movie ever made... ever!" five stars should be reserved for movies that scare the shit out of you or make you piss yourself with laughter. there should be a physical reaction/waste product release tied to five star ratings.

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anyways, I mentioned that I felt as if I was "missing something" in relation to pop culture because I don't have cable. All of the girls at work were freaking out because Brad Pitt killed his wife or something. I didn't know this until somebody told me. I like cable when I see it, but only a couple of channels. I like the "adult swim" block on cartoon network, comedy central, the game show network and HBO. I could do without the rest of it, with the exception of some discovery channel programing... like the documentaries about family businesses who go around the world blowing up condemned skyscrapers. so now I catch up with TV and movies I hadn't seen on netflix.

my apartment has an enormous third floor eastern-facing picture window overlooking an intersection, with a view of high rises (three miles away) along lake shore drive on lake michigan. when I moved in I decided that that room was above having a TV in it, so I've got a stereo and turntable there instead. I put a foosball table in the dining room, so that's covered. so, the TV and DVD player is in my bedroom. most people spend about a half hour in my apartment before they notice that there's no TV in any of the common areas. that's when I show them my 1985-era TV and $40 DVD player at the foot of my bed. It's a convenient spot for when I've got a girlfriend and we're watching hardcore porn.

my sister said "so, you lay on the bed by yourself and watch movies? that's so sad." yeah, ok, when you put it that way, I guess so. I recovered by telling her that I usually put a DVD on when I'm starting to lay down around 10 p.m., and I either watch the whole thing, or I fall asleep if it sucks. then I busted on her for thinking every movie she ever rented was the greatest fucking movie ever made, ever.

besides, I never have friends over to watch a movie anyways. that's super lame. TV is reserved for watching until you pass out, or for watching hardcore porn with a girl on the 5th date.