:: the ivory mission ::

:: 1.11.2002 ::

rollins power sauce
i read gadfly from time to time. they're running a feature on henry rollins. lets do word association. for instance when i hear the word *salmon* i picture some random girl puking in my car. henry rollins......i picture 2 things:
a. that beck song, rollins power sauce, *my throat muscles completely shredded* or something like that.
b. trying to be a cool high school cat, buying some random rollins book.
actually the second thing has a nice story to it. one of the first blowjobs i ever got as a young buck was from a good friends girlfriend. i stole her with his permission at first. it was some weird high school thingy triangle action. the bj was god awful.....braces and not to mention the young nervous energy of actually getting some. the whole thing eventualy blew up big time. the chick dumped him and the boyfriend/my good friend totally hated me, probably till this day too. he returned the borrowed rollins book with all this weird scrawled hatred in the margins on every page. all this high school stuff like *you have crabs* and *you take it up the butt from your brother*. horrible horrible things. well i didn't really get to enjoy that book after all that. it's still sitting on my bookshelf, though i don't know why. i never really read the damn thing anyway....too mean and violent. i just wanted to tell him to chill, he's probably riding through life in luxury.
anyway rollins is indeed a tough cookie to figure out. why is he so angry? and if he hates pop culture so much why does he take part in it? (see: dumb mtv spoken word joints from back in the day) today i think this guy is a jack ass. i enjoyed the piece though. so check it.
:: oliver 5:00:00 PM [+] ::
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getting drunk is somehow always part of the equation, it's the way it has to happen when your 22. i'm sure some would disagree with that but i can assure you none of these kind of folks would sing *like a virgin* to a packed houlihans on karaoke night. it seems silly this morning and maybe somewhat stupid in retrospect but for the twenty bucks it was worth it, eventhough it still wasn't nearly enough to cover the 100 dollar tab that was rung up. and in case your wondering i did alot better than that homeless dude who was singing *gin blossoms* songs, but not good enough to stop lucious harris from throwing *stuff* at me. (they were really just napkins, though)
:: oliver 10:01:00 AM [+] ::
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okay...i'm going to try to give this blog thing a whirl
:: oliver 3:38:00 PM [+] ::
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