"There's not much room in my castle to dance, but I DO have a radio and a few books...and we can always go out and throw garbage cans around the marble halls: it makes a weird thundering sound. Or I could rape the Chinese woman and you could watch...fine?"
Hunter S. Thompson
March 17, 1958
This is perhaps one of the greatest poems ever written:
"Howl," by Allen Ginsberg
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8/11 - Jim Gaffigan was fucking hilarious!!
8/16 - Kamelot and Leaves Eyes fucking rocked...Krull backing for March of Mephisto to close the show. AMAZING!! Oh, and Liv winked at me ;)
9/7 - Epica and Visions of Atlantis was the show of a lifetime! Who knew VOA looked, and sounded so fucking great?!?! Very down to Earth as well.
10/19 - After Forever at Mark's Place in Bedford, NH (rumor has it that this place is a strip club. hmmm...) Played a very short set, and didn't sound the best, but The Agonist fucking ROCKED!!
10/20 - Nightwish and Paradise Lost at the Worcester Palladium. VIP mothafucka!! was OK, except for Paradise Lost. Doom Metal bands can be so fuckin boring...
12/1 - Amon Amarth and Decapitated at the Worcester Palladium!! One of my fav bands!! **looks like Decapitated might not be there due to an unfortunate accident. Hope to hear more about this soon.
As before, and as always, I have a bad habit of popping in and out of peoples lives. I think this vice is somewhat in check for the moment though. Now I have a roomate, whom I've known for my entire life, and I have a regular bunch of guys that have taken me under their Metal wings.
As I write these words, it is 6:30 AM on Tuesday, July 24. I'm returning to work in 90 minutes after having an awesome long weekend. In retrospect, this will most likely be considered my Summer Vacation 2007, but I still have a few tricks up my sleeve (not to mention, Steve's bris..ummm...I mean, wedding). Unfortunately, however, some of us don't get 2 weeks of paid shut-down. Am I jealous? Bet your ASS I am!!
I wish I could say what my long-term plans were, but as of the moment, I have none. I make enough money to live, and I enjoy going to work. I'm having a great time (the best in years), and I've found the meaning of total spontaneity. Latelty I've been toying with the idea of venturing out, but we'll see. Europe is damn nice though.
I hardly feel like an old man anymore, but numbers don't lie. I'm 33, and although I mostly don't act it, my aches and pains tell a completely different story. It doesn't help that I spend my time lifting heavy things, and crouching under the hoods of cars all day. Read my occupation. I really am a "Wrench, Contortionist, and Finger Banger." Perhaps I should add "Pro Weight Lifter" to the end of that, but I'm so small that nobody would believe me.
Now that you've read this whole thing, I hope you're still completely bored, and still have no clue who I am. I'm a jerk, so that type of thing amuses me! May the Force be with you, young Padawan.
"Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people."
Useless FactsI hate clothing. I hate wearing clothing, and I hate it when members of the opposite sex wear clothing. **update: no, I'm not a Hedonist, or anything. I just like to lay around half naked.** I love German sports cars. I've met Bo and Luke Duke. I make wishes at 11:11. Lame... I wanted to be an engineer when I grew up. I have become a fan of the serious relationship. Well, my relationship anyway. Fuck your insecure, "I'd rather be with them than be alone" arrangement. And fuck Lemmings. I've been known to do stupid, gross, and obnoxious things. I like to read, and I like to eat cheese while I read. I've never been to Florida. Florida has never been to me either. I move alot. Jobs and apartments. It has a way of keeping things fresh. I'm terrible with money. I had sex with your mother. I love to meet people, even though I'm not much of a people person. I love the movie Starship Troopers. I was in the military. So was my grandfather. I like to write, but usually have nothing to say. That's why my blog is a piece of crap, but you should check it out since your here anyway.
Carmody is an ancient Irish personal name dating back to the 9th century. It is derived from the Irish Gaelic words Ciar, meaning black (or literally, dusky, or darkest) and Madha, meaning hunting dog. Every Carmody in the world can trace their lineage back to the Irish counties of Clare, Kerry, and Limerick.