are tonight…

I’ve been so busy in the apartment (and I can now officially say I’m completely in here) that I’ve had no time to practice or indeed, prep effectively.

I’ve got new stuff, but am thinking I might go with some older stuff I don’t slam with in addition to adding in a new piece.

Then again, I want to make the team, so it might be a tried and true night. I think I proved myself adequately in the semis in terms of slamming with new stuff, so I might go with the legacy stuff instead.

I’ve burned “Punk,” “SoaP” and “Mission Statement” already, so those are off the table in terms of the oldest stuff…thank God.

We’ll see…

Good luck to everyone — bring it like it’s the last time we’ll ever do this.

I think I found the Holy Grail at a yard sale.

I bargained them down to 1.50 from 3.00 by agreeing to purchase the Ark Of The Covenant for 40.00, too.

I really need a refrigerator, though. Anyone want to trade? I will tell you that the Ark hums continuously, so if you need quiet, this one’s not for you.

For a guy who’s fairly sensitive about the feelings of others, I rarely take that into account when I disagree with them.

I’m far more of a jerk than I admit to being.

EDIT: This has nothing to do with the Falwell posts.

There are times when the intolerance of the left for differing viewpoints is more disgusting to me than that of the right.

I’ve always thought that the hate of the right for human diversity is as motivated by fear as it is by anything else — fear of change and the inexorable march of progress.

It seems to me that sometimes, the hatred of the left for the right is mostly motivated by arrogance. I don’t know which is worse, but I’m not sure it matters.

Let Jerry Falwell be. He’s gone; I’m glad. But wishing retribution upon him in the afterlife seems foul. What (if anything) will be will be.

Big news: an overweight 73 year old man has died of heart failure.

What’s the surprise? Where’s the reason to either celebrate or mourn, if you didn’t know the man personally? Looks like nature taking its course to me. I wish people would stop gloating.

His ideals and methods will live on, of course. Focus on that if you want his death to spur you to some kind of emotional reaction, and then take action upon it.

If you believe his death means something or led to a post-mortem punishment for his life and actions, I would suggest that you’re pretty much right in line with a lot of how Falwell himself operated.

The CNN caption I just saw read, “Falwell Found Unresponsive In His Office.”

But how did they know he was dead?

but just makes you groggy when you do come awake for no reason…

not so good.

and I’m not taking another one, so I guess I’ll just bull my way through it.

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if i knew anything about videogames i’d write a poem about them.

are there any videogames that incorporate random chance? i’m under the impression that for the most part, playing a video game is about mastering the various options that come when one makes choices.

but it seems to me that those potentials are already there, waiting to be discovered — and once they’re discovered they’re discovered. they were static all along — no true chance there. is that correct?

i think that’s why i always preferred pinball.

are there videogames that offer the chance of a random bounce?

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robot chicken is on. i like this show inordinately.

prior to this, I watched an episode of “futurama” that included a version of “tv party” by black flag. this also pleased me inordinately.

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it’s official: i need to try to go back to sleep. even though ATHF is on now.

that includes a 5 year old doing “The Message” in the open.

I placed second in the Worcester Semis tonight.

Bill MacMillan beat me for first place. He sees fit to crow about this in his LJ.

I would like to point out that I made second place:

— after going second in round 1 and drawing a 2.5 point time penalty that left me in seventh place;
— using three out of four poems I’d never performed before, let alone slammed with.

Personally, I feel pretty good. But hey, if it makes him feel better…

in Semis tonight.

Let’s have fun. I know I’m going to.

😉