Monday, April 23, 2007

Static or Jesus



Today's title has nothing to do with anything. Laura mentioned it to me as a description given in regards to an area with crappy radio stations. I thought it was a perfect name for a band so I'm laying claim to it now.

Not much to report as I haven't done much besides work and listen to the new Nine Inch Nails cd for the past week. I will toss out a couple of quick bits though.

I think it was Friday of last week. I was in back with Jinn and we heard a loud thud outside the door. It was obvious someone had tossed an item into our dumpster. Jinn quickly opens the door and I got outside to see some "soccer-mom-esque" chick in her Abercrombie and Fitch pullover sweatshirt slamming the lid of her trunk down on her SUV-ish vehicle.

I asked her if she'd just tossed something in the dumpster. She said yes and asked if there was a problem. I explained to her (and I'm sure she already knew this) that the dumpsters belonged to us via the landlord and they were not for public use. She said, really?

No shit dumb ass. Gee, here these are behind a business, accessable by a service only road, blocked from the residents eyes by a big, fucking fence...of course they aren't freakin public!!! I HATE PEOPLE!!!

I peeked inside and she'd tossed a computer monitor (a fairly large one) in there. Thank the lord she'd chosen the regular trash dumpster and not the card board only one. Just last week, I was digging out paint cans and other painting supplies from that one because the guys won't pick it up if it has anything other than cardboard in it. I tried to make her feel guilty by explaining to her that there are dangerous chemicals in monitors and it was really irresponsible to toss them out like this to be put into a landfill. I told her that there was a place on Adams St. that recycled unwanted computer items (and other electronics) to donate to lower income families and groups in need. I wanted this bitch to atleast suffer a little before she smacked her ass back down on her heated leather seats and popped in Maroon 5.

The monitor took a hard hit and broke open a trash bag so there was no point going in after it, as much as I was tempted to tell her to do. The main reason I didn't was she could just turn right around and put it back in quietly after I locked the doors back up. I hope I made her feel a little guilty. I should have taken down her plate number just to make her nervous.

I have pulled out chairs, a front door to a house, the backseat to a truck, carpet and more from the dumpsters just so we can toss our own shit. About a month or so ago, someone left a queen size matress and boxspring leaning against our fence by the dumpters. Seriously, what the hell? I wouldn't even consider tossing crap into someone else's dumpster. Rude, rude, rude. I hope karma bit these people in the ass.

On a lighter note, saw the new international trailer for HP 5 (hence the photo). It was pretty sweet. The new American trailer comes out tomorrow online.

WATCH IT:

Fracture--An above average thriller with a great sense of humor and two solid performances from Sir Anthony Hopkins and Ryan Gosling. I thought the psuedo romance could have been dropped as it was only there to set up two later scenes. It could have been done another way that wouldn't have seemed quite so pointless and predictable.

Planet Earth--This mini series documentary on Discovery is freakin' amazing. I got caught up on Sunday while doing laundry. The photography is astonishing and someone deserves big bucks for the score. The music perfectly fits the images slipping, flying, and swimming across the screen. It actually gave me hope to see that beauty continues to exsist even in the remotest places. Plus, penguins rock.

LISTEN TO IT:

I know you're probably tired of me talking about you know who, so I'll pre-recommend the new Arctic Monkeys album which comes out on Tues. I've heard the first single and its just enough of a departure to give me confidence that they have decided to evolve rather than rest on their style.

READ IT:

I am horrible. I used to be such an avid reader and right now I am only picking up magazines. And they are pretty much only British movie and music mags. Although, I did read a chapter of Little Children, but I made myself stop because I still haven't read a book I borrowed about a month ago. Sad, sad, sad.

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