Pump Up the Volume

Greetings from a certain mystery lady!

Today I would like to call your attention to my insane downstairs neighbor. She is a total LUNATIC to the Nth degree. On Saturday morning, I got out of bed and she started RAP RAP RAPPING on my floor (her ceiling) with a broom. DUDES! Am I supposed to stay in bed all day? It was 11am!!! WTF? So, I totally stayed in bed for a little while, but then it was like, "No! This is my apt! I need to go to the bathroom!" When I stepped on the floor, she started banging again. RAP RAP RAP RAP! I walked barefoot to the bathroom and returned to my room and more banging. A few moments later, this insane lady is banging at my door, telling me she's trying to sleep and I do this every Saturday. What? I've only lived here two weeks lady and last weekend I was hanging with the Brainfart dudes! She tells me to keep it down, she works at nights, THERE'S A BABY DOWNSTAIRS, etc. CAN'T I HEAR HER BANGING?!?

Yeah, I can hear you. QUIT MAKING SUCH A RACKET, LADY!

Meanwhile I'm not opening the door, which really pisses her off. "OPEN THE F-ING DOOR!" She screams.

Uh, no. I don't open the door to cursing angry PSYCHOS. Unfortunately I live above one.

xox Mystery Lady

I'M SICK of people touching my laptop screen with their dirty ass fingerS!!!!

A little shout to KOJAK UP IN THE HZZY for taking note of a major socialogickal division. YO. Back when I grew up in SANTA FE NUEVO MEXICO!!!!!! :_ &_=^$#@#^&* i noticed these things. My mental struggle manifested itself in my footwear as it has since my childhood (see the chapters on screaming tantrums on the floors of FOOTLOCKER because the velcro wouldn't get tight enough in my life history book)

AnyWAY! As he said, or as I might interpret it, there are the TWO POLAR OPPOSITES OF LIFE Y'ALL. When you buy shoes in a place that offers any sort of aspiration to outdoor endeavours (SEE atle etc.) You must consider the option of buying the "rugged" shoe. Or at least the shoe that can handle a bit of dirt (SEE the nike ACG). Its simply irresponsible not to do so. AT THE SAME TIME WHAT YOU REALLY WANT TO DO IS GET SOME REALLY DOPE ASS SNEAKERS THAT HAVE ZERO FUNCTION IN NATURE. But they DO have style points and they are well suited to the growing world's urban character. So what do you do?

Well friends, that's precisely why i moved to the BIG APPLE. I'm taking a bite out of the city that offers almost no nature and I FEEL JUST FINE GETTING THE SHOES THAT ARE BUILT FOR IT.

I do miss the sunsets, the clean air, the grass and the tress though
PEACE

rOCKy

on the subject of DIFFERENT TYPE MALES AND FEMALES

First of all a major shout out to NEW BLOGGER logan.....S*H*O*U*T*

Second of all I would like to touch on a theme started earlier about different types of DUDES AND GALS.

Upon oservation and careful consideration I would say that I am a NON-SEATTLE TYPE DUDE. The way I see it the people who are SEATTLE TYPE MALES around my age group come in two forms as follows. One would be the ACTION-HIPPY type that always dresses in a way so a s to be prepared for adverse weather (for example WOOL socks) and climbs mountains with only HOMEMADE VEGAN SNACKS. The second type tries to be like the ultimate WEST_COAST STYLE with a cross between MOTORCYCLE TYPE and SURFER DUDE STYLES. They will very often play in a band but what I am saying is that THIS DOES NOT MAKE YOU AS COOL AS SEAN PENN, he was in the movies for godssakes!!

But actually who would really care about all of this if it were not for the fact many SEATTLE TYPE FEMALES are actually seen hanging out (OR WORSE) with these type dudes. There is no subway here but even worse Seattle type females are too often seen RIDING IN PRIVATE AUTOMIBLES with seattle type males. Don't take my word for it: Ask Rocky about a cute chick we saw with some dude in a pick-up truck: I totally stole his parking spot : SO THERE!!!!

KoJAMZ (aka kojak)

REAL PRACTICE

My name is LOGAN and it's a combination of LOG and SHOGUN, never
mind the SPELLING. Somebody I play STREETBALL (styled just so, but
inside St.Patricks' gym) with told me once that if you aspire to be
a REAL WRITER, you should have a weblog for practice, so that you
write something EVERY DAY and make it INTERESTING. I told him in
response, in between wicked drives to the hoop, that I'd rather
SCORE (wink), and besides I don't have anything to SAY. Let it be
SAID: I don't have anything to SAY, let alone sayings of interest.
Not that I'm trying to be a REAL WRITER anyway; anyway what is a
REAL WRITER, i ask you, Friends, Rocky, Friends, Kojak: what is a
REAL WRITER? Is it someone who writes outside of UNREAL HYPER CYBER
SPACE in a BRICKS AND MORTAR fashion, as in LEAD PENCIL TO NOTEBOOK
PAPER, or is it someone who type type types ANYWHERE they can, or
is it someone who purports, alldaylong, to TELL THE TRUTH so HELP
THEM GOD? If I am anything at all I am a TRUTHTELLER, just ask my
hoopmates, who are Man hattan type males. I am a NON-MAN HATTAN
type female, with certain thirdcoastal longings, and I neither COME
FROM Spring St or GO TO Spring St., I DO BOTH. Explain that. As I
come and go on Monday mornings I file the men into man hattan types
and non. Rocky with a sunburn is such a one , EVEN in hoboken. man
hatten: Is it the sunburn or the hair, the glasses or the shoes?
Where are the beaches better than in Hoboken, I say? Certainly NOT
in the heady Hamptons, where Rocky mismanaged his sunscreen: to
sport a sunburn in Hoboken is to HOT, HOT, HOT. Rocky and I
mismanaged guacamole in Hoboken with another woman who knows how to
scorn the Hamptons and sunburns. Hint to the Hoboken-aspirant
ladies: you might also want california hair, a skinshirt, and fussy
shoes. FUSSY shoes are like, you know, ones you can't walk so hot
in, even though you wear them to look SO HOT. Aside from the
laides of befussed footwear , this new jersey hamlet also sports a
HOT skyline, man it is delicious, standing under a blue moon next
to the circus lodgings, aweing at the rigid humps of Manhatten
running down the hudson like the formidible spines of a WICKED SEA
SERPENT. This is why I wear my basketball shoes EVERYWHERE, even in
bars, in case I have to run.

i'm out. Logan

BURN"T BY THE RAYS OF THE SUN Y'ALL

can U tell me a little something about WHICH DAMN SUNSCREEN I NEED TO USE? Now I heard that the SCIENTISTs that figure stuff out had discovered that 15 SUNSCREEN IS THE MOST YOU CAN POSSIBLY USE!!!! But after a day of roasting my ass off on the beach I am inclined to disagree with those findings. Was it really 30? BEcause I know that wearing 45 SPF sunscreen is a stinking load of horse manure meant to ease the minds of hypochondriacs.

At the beach its a good idea to bring an umbrella, but unfortunately this isn't always possible, because a good unbrella weighs upwards of 10 LBS. And it can be quite cumbersome. So I suggest you just BURY YOURSELF IN THE SAND. Thats what I did, I got about 15 little kids to bury me neck deep in the sand so as to protect me (JUST KIDDING YALL!) But I do think its a good IDEA, and maybe if I WOULD HAVE DONE THAT, then I wouldn't be in such pain now.

ROckY :% :/(()*^