Requiem For A Dream

You know, I really don't remember much about this movie. I was really high.... I think it was about a TV show or something. There was this old crazy bitch with a red dress, some old dude that started to chant "ASS TO ASS! ASS TO ASS!", and Jared Leto with one arm. Kinda like the drummer of Def Leppard minus the heroin addiction....

WHATEVER

True quality film making comes from Micheal Bay and pornographers.

Flashdance

Watching Lee Ving play the strip club owner in that movie completely threw off my masturbation.

Jack Shit

Thanks to the Marine Corps, hanging out with dudes outside my social circle has helped me with an all new learning experience. For instance I hang out with a lot of dudes who consider themselves Christian and that sort of thing...

Except the weird thing is, some of them still like to fuck and drink and do drugs like alot of my retarded amoral/Satanic/athiest/liberal/pinko friends back home do. That's when I was introduced to a new term I would not have known if I were to have not really been associated with members of the religious community.

That term is Jack-Christians/Catholics. The term is applied to whoever has the specific religion they say they adhere to. So there are Jack-Muslims, Jack-Mormons, Jack-Jews, and Jack-Buddhists out there too. And basically it describes people who believe in a certain religion but still not practice what their beliefs profess against like premarital sex and booze and drugs and that sort of thing... Because you know, some religious people can't help but party too....

You know what's really funny? I think they already had a term for that before all this "jack-shit" came along... Last time I checked, they were called FUCKING HYPOCRITES.

Just wondering...

Have you ever went over to a friend's house and saw a picture of your friend's mom when she was really young and you kinda thought to yourself, "Damn, she was one fine lookin' piece of ass back in the day. I'd hit that shit on a drop of a hat!"

Um... No? Yeah never mind, me neither....

Apparently, I am now a GOD...

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=snatch+hatch

Don’t despair, just because it’s Christmas...

My platoon Sergeant is Sgt Bjork. No fucking joke dude, Bjork.

So everytime I say his name I kinda crack a smile... Since I'm thinking about twin lesbian robots making out with each other...

P.S. I didn't get any care packages from you "friends" here on myspace. No porn. No music. No candy. No nothing. I guess the terrorists truly won.

Fuck Christmas

Holy shit, I'm in Iraq...

Alot of people have been asking me through email about how it's like to be out here in Iraq. I give the same response. I wish I had some juicy war story where I dodge an incoming RPG attack and save the day as I machine gun mofos down with my 240G, but I don't... I think I will always give the same response until I leave:

"Yeah, crazy stuff here happens sometimes... But most of the time it's boring...."

It also is now fucking cold as fuck out here during the winter season. I did not know deserts get freakin' cold.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not in the rear with the gear on base all the time where I witness random mortar or machine gun fire attacks that happen once in a blue moon. I have to drive around Iraq nearly every other day waiting for my ass to get blown up by an IED. It gets old, real fucking quick.

It's hard to believe how complacent I am along with many other Marines I go out on a mission with... We become so ho-hum about being out in a war zone. Trust me, I was told it happens to everyone. I was mugged before I got activated and that was definitely much more scary experience than anything I have done so far in Iraq.

I can tell you one thing. It doesn't seem like we are fighting a war but this shit hole of a country definitely looks like a warzone. Watch all those post-apocalypse films and you will know what I am talking about. I see blown up cars and rubble everywhere. The only thing left of some buildings I see throughout the cities are its foundations. You see bullet holes everywhere and every house is made out of brick and clay. You rarely see a building with windows.

Some parts of Iraq look like scenes straight out of The Road Warrior. No fucking joke. We call the invasion of Iraq the "Initial Push" and that's the habit of putting things lightly. Afterall, we call Iraq "the Sandbox". It's evident that we blew these fuckers back into the third world.

It's a pretty eye opening experience. You see kids with desperation in their faces. They want candy and most of all, they want a way out. This might sound cruel and insensitive, but I just think "better you than me" everytime I see them. It kinda reminded me of going to a border town in Mexico.

This place does something to you. It makes you indifferent. It makes you hornier. It makes you miss the water. It makes you miss back home like a motherfucker. I never realized what I had back home until it was taken away from me. Everyone back home has a lot of privelages they seem to just gladly waste away.

An old friend of mine gave me an email telling me a few things back home... Alot of people I know are ending up in jail or simply fucking up with drugs and alcohol or just not doing anything creative with their lives what so ever...

I find it funny how people always pray for my well being when it seems like the lives I know back home are where the real danger is at...

My friend also brought up Hunter S. Thompson. I swear, I was thinking about him on the way here to this internet center. Thompson stated in an interview "Dubya" allegedly passed out at one of his Superbowl parties in his bath tub back in the 70's...

It really says something about life and this country. How beautiful is it that the most fucked up guy at the party hosted by the man who built a career on getting fucked up becomes a two term President of the United States. My very own Commander in Chief. The man responsible for putting me here.Who fucking needs acid? Life's already a trip.

The Rules of Rock 'n' Roll

1) It's meant to be loud

2) Get people to move their feet. If all else fails, MAKE them move...

3) If someone doesn't get in a fight or gets laid after the show... You are doing something wrong...

4) The greatest thing a great band can do is break-up before they start to suck. (Prime example: The Coachwhips)

5) If people think your band is just "okay". You fucking failed...

More shit on the walls of shitters...

Once a Marine, always a Marine.... So why re-enlist?

Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity

War never solved anything except stop slavery, Fascism, Nazism and Communism

One man's freedom fighter is another man's terrorist.

The Tom Cruise/Scientology Post

I think everyone should watch the movie Born on The Fourth of July. Not because it is a good movie, but simply because William Dafoe says some really funny shit. Seriously, if you don't think hearing William Dafoe scream "HOW MANY GOOK BABIES DID YOU KILL?!" and then break all out in a wheel chair bound fight against Tom Cruise isn't priceless comedy, then you are obviously a communist.

I heard Tom Cruise acted in the antiwar Born on the Fourth of July to redeem himself starring in the movie Top Gun because it glamorized war and the military.

What kind of bullshit is that? Top Gun made me want to avoid enlisting in the Air Force and the Navy like the fucking plague. It made pilots everywhere look like faggots. The only good thing about the movie was the song "Danger Zone" because I like really gay 80's synth music. Otherwise, it was a piece of shit considered to be a movie.

Tom Cruise is the most famous Scientologist out there, even more than L. Ron Hubbard himself. Actually there are literally dozens of Scientologist more famous than Mr. Hubbard... I'm just wondering, who the Hell is a fucking Scientologist? C'mon, I have like 300+ friends on this myspace bullshit and none have you listed Scientology as the religion of choice. I've met athiests, Buddhists, Christians, Muslims, Jews, Mormons, and even freakin' Wiccans. I've lived in LA County all my life and I seriously haven't met a single soul who was a Scientologist outside of a Dianetics center.

Someone's not fessing up. It's nothing to be ashamed of, alright? I ain't gonna judge you (that's a lie). But shit, everyone else is out in the open about their beliefs. Who's the closet Scientologist here? There Church of Scientology in the middle of Sunset Blvd and they have Dianetics centers everywhere and none of you shmucks are Scientologists? Does anyone know a Scientologist in person that isn't a celebrity or someone who works at a Dianetics center?

I read this on a shitter stall...

My Ass RapIng Never Ends

Sometimes I feel like Indiana Jones...

... without the whip, the good looks, the fedora, an Ivy League education, an overwhelming fear of snakes, and the pussy. But sometimes out here in the deserts of Babylon, I actually do...

This one time, my hooch mates all caught me masturbating last week and it was straight out of a scene from The Raiders of the Lost Ark. There were all these screams and faces melting, and all I could scream was, "MARION! CLOSE YOUR EYES!"

It’s time for FUN FACTS! with...

Morrisey

Born Steven Patrick Morrissey on May 22, 1959 in England

Founder and President of the only New York Dolls Fan Club in England.

Tried out to sing for Generation X but was rejected. (THANK GOD)

Sang for the Nosebleeds that included Billy Duffy (best known for being the guitarist of the Cult).

Sang for Slaughter & the Dogs after the original singer Wayne Barrett (no relation to Syd) left the band.

Became most famous for being the singer of the Smiths and after disputing enough times with guitarist Johnny Marr, the band split before they became even more shitty.

Later ventured on to a successful solo career.

Was an outspoken vegetarian and animal rights activist while still wearing leather, which goes to show that your principles, integrity, and values can all be given up by simply being fashionable.

Robert Smith of the Cure was quoted saying, "If Morrissey says not to eat meat, then I'm going to eat meat; that's how much I hate Morrissey..."

Claims to be asexual even though he is completely gay. Seriously, I hope he fucking dies. Not because he's gay but because he sucks cock. I also heard he's a bottom...

Deep shit...

In Buddhism, there is what is called the Middle Way or the Middle Path. Where polar opposites meet and combine into oblivion. The beauty of indifference. A man must choose a path of neither extreme. It's a repeated interpretation in Eastern philosophy of ying and yang. Opposites coexist simply to acknowledge each other as truly separate things. There is no peace if there is no war. There is no love if there is no hate. There is no hot if there is no cold. There is nothing and then there's something. That sort of thing.

Anyways, it is some random musings I wanted to post before getting into karma because I forgot how to work that Middle Way shit into the rest of this blog and for whatever you are reading now. Since you know, I wanted to sound thoughtful and shit...

I am in no way a Buddhist. I don't follow his teachings. I am a malevolent, greedy, and vengeful bastard. I pray to God of not only my wants and needs but my wishes of retribution. I went to Buddhist church in boot camp to get away from my Drill Instructors and meditate (sleep) on Sundays. That was a blast and everybody assumed I was really Buddhist since I was Asian. Suckers.

But back to karma. It helps me stop committing horrible acts for the asshole I really am. I don't go smashing bats over people's faces I don't like NOT because it's wrong but because that's gonna count against me in the cosmic long run.

I wish I was better than that but I can't help but think like that. It's not like I am a clear cut sociopath but I certainly don't mind wrath. I hope my enemies die a rather painful death or under really funny circumstances like choking on a dildo. You know, I do find the value in human life and friendship and I wish them all the best of luck and health, but otherwise I am pretty evil.

I like reading the wrathful God of the Old Testament. He was super mean yet so charming. Remember when God told Abraham to go kill his son, Isaac, to prove his love for God and stopped him on the last minute since he was just fucking with him? What a prankster. But that's God in the Bible who is referred to as a a male.

That's ridiculous. Does God have a penis? Who does "He" fuck? I can't begin to break down the concept of what God is. It's really abstract and shouldn't be considered under terms of a person let alone even a supreme being.

Higher power. That's more like it.

There are two types of people in the world...

People who think Call of Duty 4 is the greatest game in the fucking world...

And people who haven't played it yet.

Buffalo ’66

Christina Ricci got some big ass titties in that movie. Holy shit.

It’s time for Fun Facts! with...

The Dickies

First LA Punk band to sign with a major label (lucky bastards).

Had a Top 10 hit in the UK pop charts with their cover of the Banana Splits theme song.

Two of their keyboardists died.

Their first keyboardist, Chuck Wagon (Bob Davis), shot himself in the head after a break up with a girlfriend and for the fact his sole musical career highlight was playing keyboards for a band called the Dickies.

Their second key boardist, Jonathan Melvoin, died of a heroin overdose while shooting up with Jimmy Chamberlin of the Smashing Pumpkins (ever heard of 'em?). He was touring with the Pumpkins at the time.

The guitarist, Stan Lee, shares the same name as the former chairman of Marvel Comics. Not only that, but he was Iggy Pop's drug dealer for a period of time. Remember that Leopard face jacket on the back of the Raw Power cover? He got that shit from Iggy on collateral...

They still put out a great live show with a talking dick hand puppet named Stuart. Their drummer now also kinda looks like Meat Loaf. But you didn't hear that from me...