The Mars Volta

Was AWESOME!

I forgot to take my camera so all I have are horrible camera pictures.




All right, so we made our way to the pit and once the band got on stage, the pushing got underway. I managed to push and elbow my way to the third row of people and actually had a VERY good view. But about an hour and a half into the performance, all the liquor caught up to me and I had to give up my space. After the bathroom break, the closest I could get was about 20 or 30 rows back.

Cedric was jumping all over the place, climbing on top of speakers and dancing up a storm. And Omar was just RIPPING that guitar. They didn't take one break. Just KEPT PLAYING.

I was drenched in sweat after the first 10 minutes.

Two hour + show.

Followed by In 'n Out.
Um... Burgers.

Good times.

Who likes monsters?

Some Favorites (Artists)

Carlos Huante

Greg 'Craola' Simkins

Basil Gogos

Frank Frazetta

Mike Mignola

Impact T-Minus A Year And A Half...

I'm pretty bored today, having woken up at 5:30a.m. on my day off.

The workers are in the back fixing up my (soon to be) new home and I've made it a point not to look until it's all done. My sister is taking care of most of the arrangements, as landlord.

Anyway, I'm distracting myself with shiny objects and lcd screens.

Myspace Impact.

What a novel idea...

From Newscorp.

I'm willing to give it a chance. Early analysis=Bleak.

Obama is WAY in the lead, as far as friends go. Everyone else is laughable. Obama obviously had a myspace much earlier. And I saw a number of reoccurring friends, which is good. Same people on different canidates' pages. They're getting informed. Good on them. Doesn't say much for the level of interest, though it's still pretty early in the game.

Anyway, I had a point. Several in fact.

One, they don't really get into any specifics. I saw a few speech quotes, a lot of linkage to their websites.

But the whole point of it is to have a concise resource. If I wanted to go to your website, I would've. It's nit-pick-ish (ha ha) but I still don't like it.

Two. Guiliani's profile is set to private.

Well fine then, I didn't want to be your friend anyway. What are you trying to hide?

And who is Kucinich kidding? As if he had a snowball's chance. His platform looks to be impeach Bush, not 'vote for me.'

And he just looks like a weasel.

Literally.

He has the facial construct of a weasel!

John Edwards is older than Obama, but he's got Dick Clark syndrome (who steals the life force from people at Times Square every year, thereby prolonging his life. All those poor souls lose a minute of their lives to that monster. He's a witch, I tell you.) So no one takes him seriously.

Break it down. You've probably heard this, but fuck the 10 man race. It's four people. McCain - Guiliani/ Obama - Clinton.

The only one who's appealing to people is McCain. Guy has a NCAA bracket. And he's challenging YOU, America. And he's a war veteran. AND he's moderate!

Honestly, I've said it before, and I'll say it again, I'd vote for McCain. Doesn't mean I will. I won't sway you, America.

McCain/ Obama, 2008. That's my prediction. NO IDEA who'll win.

Take THAT Mitt Romney!

Ala Kaki

So I took a trip to the DMV.

I'm finally getting around to getting a license (I'm buying a car off of a coworker this weekend.) Anyway, since I was out and about I figured I'd get some bags, boards, and boxes for my comics, as the storage situation I have right now isn't quite working (And really, what kind of storage method is having random stacks of books just lying around?)

So the shop opens up at 11:00 and I'm a few blocks away. The time is 10:00. I grab some breakfast and a crossword puzzle and time just flies by. 11:05 rolls around and the lights are off in the shop. The windows are barred. Etc.

That's what I hate about this particular shop. They NEVER open on time. And, just my luck, it starts drizzling. Being the cool cat that I am, I'm in jeans and a tee shirt. So I'm walking down sunset killing some time and I say to myself, 'Self. You haven't been in Sam Ash in a while. Why not check out the gear? It'll surely kill some time.'

So in I go.

Long story short, say hello to my latest aquisition.
(note- This is a generic internet picture. I'll take actual pictures when I'm not so lazy.)


Needless to say, I didn't go back to the comic shop.

Aqueous Transmissions

I haven't done much in the way of blogging in some time.

There are quite a number of happenings in my life that might catch you unawares. But I'll start off with a joke.

So I'm sitting at work (well working, more than sitting) and I'm engaging some coworkers in a comical dialogue.
The following excerpt is not out of context, but may not be all together right.

Daniel- (mentions discover channels, parlays into joke about having two penises)
Ismael- What, like a tortoise?
Daniel- Ye- Wait, they really have two penises?
Ismael- Well, one type. I forget which one. They masturbate while mating.
Daniel- Huh. Because I've heard about guys born with two penises, before. But they always die before puberty.
Ismael- Well, yeah. Probably from a severe heart attack or passing out when all the blood leaves their brains. Hell looking at a girl is damn near a death sentence.
Daniel- Never really thought of that.
Javier- That reminds me of a guy in the guiness book of world records. He has elephant man's disease on his balls.
Daniel- What?
Javier- Yeah, I think the record is for strangest place for elephant man's disease.
Daniel- It must be hard for him to sit down.
Javier- Yeah, he's probably always on the edge of his seat.
Ismael- I imagine he must sit like a genie.