Yeah, I know, its been five days since I posted... But you all know how summmer is. It's been almost a non-stop party for me. Going to the Kingshead, various house parties, hitting the beach... ahh I love summer! Well anyways... It's been fun, but back to work.
Half of the reason I have not been writing the past few days is that I have been plagued by a lack of sleep. First off, I have been out late almost every night so far this vacation. Second, I now have a dove that has taken up the rather annoying habit of buiding a nest on an eave over my bedroom window, to which he takes trips to the ground to get twigs to build the nest. To all of those who are not bird-experts, the mourning dove makes a sort of "fweep-fweep" sound when it flaps its wings, almost similar to the sound of a fat man wearing courdorouy pants while jogging. So I have taken things into my own hands by blasting my stereo at insane volumes trying to drive them away. I think it may be working, I wouldn't want to have to go borrow a high powered air rifle...
Well summer weather is definately raging, and so is my mom's penchant for annoying the hell out of me. As my close friends know all to well, my mother is a grade "A" pest at times. She seems to turn it up a notch when summer comes. It's like a mental chemistry that kicks in when the pleasant high pressure systems bring the warm weather to our area... Her OCD kicks into overdrive, and anything in this house that is not clean sets off a signal in her head wherever she is and drives her slowly out of her mind until it is taken care of. Kind of like a really anal-retentive version of Spider Senses. Add to this that my room currently looks like a recording studio with my guitars, stacks of sheet music and lyric sheets and guitar picks stewn about, and we have the making of an all out war...
Well, I am now headed off to the pool to catch some rays and workout a little.... I have a while to go before I am back in shape... Ohh well :)
Here is your LINK OF THE DAY! In honor of summer... here is a music video you oughta like.
EVERCLEAR - "AM Radio", video done by CampChaos.com
I hope you are all old enough to catch all those 70's references... I'm not, but I know a lot of them from living in Wisconsin, which is for all intents and purposes stuck in the 70's forever... Till next time... Peace...
Thursday, May 22, 2003
Ahh, it is a beautiful morning in San Jose, so of course I am indoors writing this. Temporary condition, I assure you...
Yesterday rocked. I got to sleep in, relax in the morning and just take it easy. It was such a gorgeous day, I decided to take a drive over the mountians to Santa Cruz and have lunch with Emily. For those who don't know her, she is one of my best friends and is also the lead singer for my band. It was great to see her. She has a great way of putting shit into perspective when you talk to her, which is a rare quality in people. The weather was gorgeous, and I got a little sun, so I am already starting to tan a bit. On the way back from Santa Cruz, I picked up a student/hitchhiker on the UCSC campus. (Hitching is a common thing on campus since few people have cars. Most will hitch from campus to downtown Santa Cruz. I usually give one a lift downtown just for karma's sake.) His name was Chris (I think, I suck with names. Dude, if you read this, I hope I got your name right.) He has this band called ITSAWHALE which is playing at the Aptos Club in Aptos on Saturday the 24th. Check it out. The address is 7941 Soquel Drive. It's 21+, so I can't go, but if you live down there be sure you do! That dude was wearing Johnny Knoxville glasses and his flyer he gave me for the show has the Stay-Puff Marshmallow Man on it, so this band must be the shit... Like I told him, if you put Stay-Puff or Chunk from the Goonies on your flyer, you will automatically pack the joint... Anyways...
I am happy to say that I will not be working for that asshole manager of mine anymore. I got a transfer to another store. Only problem is now I won't be able to get any writing material from his stupid antics. Ohh well, I do have one more for ya!
Yesterday, one of our shift managers was working. His name is John, and as he will admit, he is a bit of a flirt. Only problem is that John is like 35 years old, so some say he has a touch of the creepy on him. I think he's cool, youre never to old to dash a little charm on, in good taste. Evidently, there is a customer who he always talks to, and she told him to write "sexy" on her cup, (in case you are living in a hole, I work for Starbucks.) Arvind, the manager said that it was lude and yelled at him. Now, this is the same Arvind who says I can't wear my metal studded belt to work, or use slang with customers... You know what I say Arvind? Yall can shove your 'tude up your cornhole, buuuuuuuuuuuuddy! Ill admit, I am going to miss a lot of peeps from the store. Becca who is way too gullible for her own good, but thats another story for another day. She rocks though.... Ron the Filipino lady killer, Emily who I swear I cannot picture ever being angry, Yolanda and her quiet sass, Kevin being Kevin... and everyone else. Ohh well, new store, new people..... Yay for change.
Well, since it has been awhile, I am gonna give you The Daily Farmer's first TRIPLE SHOT LINK OF THE DAY! BATTER UP!
First off, support your local scene dammit!
BayAreaSka.com
Second, you think you're hot?... or ugly? Prove it... and while your at it, tell other people that they are hideous, or ask em for pizza and a f***... What? You don't like pizza?
Hot or Not?
Third, since school is out, I am feeling withdrawls from the lack of quizzes, so here, again from THESPARK is a series of quizzes, I bet you have seen them before, but now you can go on and see what I scored by putting my email, thedailyfarmer@msn.com, in the "see your friends results" pages of the quizzes that support that feature.
The Spark!!!
Well that does it for me. I need eye drops, there is something blooming around here and my eyes are almost like Gimpy's from the cartoon "Undergrads". Wow, four links..... new record... Peace...
Yesterday rocked. I got to sleep in, relax in the morning and just take it easy. It was such a gorgeous day, I decided to take a drive over the mountians to Santa Cruz and have lunch with Emily. For those who don't know her, she is one of my best friends and is also the lead singer for my band. It was great to see her. She has a great way of putting shit into perspective when you talk to her, which is a rare quality in people. The weather was gorgeous, and I got a little sun, so I am already starting to tan a bit. On the way back from Santa Cruz, I picked up a student/hitchhiker on the UCSC campus. (Hitching is a common thing on campus since few people have cars. Most will hitch from campus to downtown Santa Cruz. I usually give one a lift downtown just for karma's sake.) His name was Chris (I think, I suck with names. Dude, if you read this, I hope I got your name right.) He has this band called ITSAWHALE which is playing at the Aptos Club in Aptos on Saturday the 24th. Check it out. The address is 7941 Soquel Drive. It's 21+, so I can't go, but if you live down there be sure you do! That dude was wearing Johnny Knoxville glasses and his flyer he gave me for the show has the Stay-Puff Marshmallow Man on it, so this band must be the shit... Like I told him, if you put Stay-Puff or Chunk from the Goonies on your flyer, you will automatically pack the joint... Anyways...
I am happy to say that I will not be working for that asshole manager of mine anymore. I got a transfer to another store. Only problem is now I won't be able to get any writing material from his stupid antics. Ohh well, I do have one more for ya!
Yesterday, one of our shift managers was working. His name is John, and as he will admit, he is a bit of a flirt. Only problem is that John is like 35 years old, so some say he has a touch of the creepy on him. I think he's cool, youre never to old to dash a little charm on, in good taste. Evidently, there is a customer who he always talks to, and she told him to write "sexy" on her cup, (in case you are living in a hole, I work for Starbucks.) Arvind, the manager said that it was lude and yelled at him. Now, this is the same Arvind who says I can't wear my metal studded belt to work, or use slang with customers... You know what I say Arvind? Yall can shove your 'tude up your cornhole, buuuuuuuuuuuuddy! Ill admit, I am going to miss a lot of peeps from the store. Becca who is way too gullible for her own good, but thats another story for another day. She rocks though.... Ron the Filipino lady killer, Emily who I swear I cannot picture ever being angry, Yolanda and her quiet sass, Kevin being Kevin... and everyone else. Ohh well, new store, new people..... Yay for change.
Well, since it has been awhile, I am gonna give you The Daily Farmer's first TRIPLE SHOT LINK OF THE DAY! BATTER UP!
First off, support your local scene dammit!
BayAreaSka.com
Second, you think you're hot?... or ugly? Prove it... and while your at it, tell other people that they are hideous, or ask em for pizza and a f***... What? You don't like pizza?
Hot or Not?
Third, since school is out, I am feeling withdrawls from the lack of quizzes, so here, again from THESPARK is a series of quizzes, I bet you have seen them before, but now you can go on and see what I scored by putting my email, thedailyfarmer@msn.com, in the "see your friends results" pages of the quizzes that support that feature.
The Spark!!!
Well that does it for me. I need eye drops, there is something blooming around here and my eyes are almost like Gimpy's from the cartoon "Undergrads". Wow, four links..... new record... Peace...
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
The sun is up, and I finally am as well. I have Less Than Jake's new album Anthem blasting in the background, and I bet it will come as a shock, but its really not all that bad. I guess I stand corrected, somewhat. It is still poppy in some spots, and it is far from the vintage LTJ of the 90's. Ohh well, can't do anything about it.
Today is going to be an interesting day. I will be riding around in a different car as "my car" for the first time in almost three years. In that time, I have been faithfully served by a black 1989 Ford Escort LX named Dolly. (If you really wanna know the story behind that name, email me.) Now I know that all of you must have a connection with your car, so I am not THAT weird. Well, I have to make this one short, I have a ton to do today. But I will write a doozy of a post for you all tomorrow. Peace....
Today is going to be an interesting day. I will be riding around in a different car as "my car" for the first time in almost three years. In that time, I have been faithfully served by a black 1989 Ford Escort LX named Dolly. (If you really wanna know the story behind that name, email me.) Now I know that all of you must have a connection with your car, so I am not THAT weird. Well, I have to make this one short, I have a ton to do today. But I will write a doozy of a post for you all tomorrow. Peace....
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
Hello, hello everyone. Today is the big day. Less Than Jake's new album will be in my hands in a matter of 90 minutes, and I must say that there is a mixture of eager anticipation with morbid curiosity about this release. I have been a fan of LTJ for a long time, and can safely say this is going to be the most awkwardly received album they have done. From what I have heard of it so far, there is almost no ska, only a peppering of horns, and the spaztic, random, spontaneous energy that was in their older albums is completely gone. We will just have to see...
Yesterday was a very full day. I had to clean up around my house, do a little songwriting and get a new tire for my car. It was the last of these three which presented me with the moment of the day. I was at the tire shop, waiting in line to speak to a guy about fixing a flat tire, when suddenly their phone rings. Only hearing his side of the conversation, I hear him say, "Yes sir, what year is your vehicle?...I've never heard of that make sir...ohh... sir I... sir I am sorry we do not carry wheelchair tires. Sir we cannot modify car tires for your wheelchair." The clerk was looking at myself and the other people in line with this rather exasperated expression on his face. He finishes and hangs up the phone. He looks out at us, laughs and tells us that the gentleman he just spoke to wondered if he could purchase a car tire and have it fabricated for his wheelchair. It was then that I got one hell of an idea. Why not equip a wheelchair with something like... 32 inch off road tires on custom chromed 160 spoke wheels. Pimp meets gimp For those of you who have seen "Don't Be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood" just think of Crazy Legs.... Very chic.
With my random idea out of the way, its time to drop some linkage on you fools... whoops sorry. Just had a little "homie-lapse". Anyways. Yesterday, I heard the name Bill Clinton mentioned for the first time in a long time. Ironically, I also ran into a picture on a site later that day that I think you may find interesting...
Bring me your tired, your weak, your groping masses???
Well that just about does it for me. Have a great day everyone. And as always, email me and tell me if I suck. Peace...
Yesterday was a very full day. I had to clean up around my house, do a little songwriting and get a new tire for my car. It was the last of these three which presented me with the moment of the day. I was at the tire shop, waiting in line to speak to a guy about fixing a flat tire, when suddenly their phone rings. Only hearing his side of the conversation, I hear him say, "Yes sir, what year is your vehicle?...I've never heard of that make sir...ohh... sir I... sir I am sorry we do not carry wheelchair tires. Sir we cannot modify car tires for your wheelchair." The clerk was looking at myself and the other people in line with this rather exasperated expression on his face. He finishes and hangs up the phone. He looks out at us, laughs and tells us that the gentleman he just spoke to wondered if he could purchase a car tire and have it fabricated for his wheelchair. It was then that I got one hell of an idea. Why not equip a wheelchair with something like... 32 inch off road tires on custom chromed 160 spoke wheels. Pimp meets gimp For those of you who have seen "Don't Be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood" just think of Crazy Legs.... Very chic.
With my random idea out of the way, its time to drop some linkage on you fools... whoops sorry. Just had a little "homie-lapse". Anyways. Yesterday, I heard the name Bill Clinton mentioned for the first time in a long time. Ironically, I also ran into a picture on a site later that day that I think you may find interesting...
Bring me your tired, your weak, your groping masses???
Well that just about does it for me. Have a great day everyone. And as always, email me and tell me if I suck. Peace...
Monday, May 19, 2003
Boy, is it ever Monday! Ahhh the first Monday of summer for The Farmer. It's going to one hell of a summer ladies and gentlemen. I will be going to San Diego for five days at some point, hitting the beaches of Santa Cruz at least once or twice a week, and of course my 21st birthday is at the end of July. Quite a summer, indeed. But after a few days rest, which actually were a bit stressful, I'm back to abnormal and ready to rock.
My dear readers, I had a bit of an epiphany a few nights ago. I was out at a farewell dinner for my friend Julia who is moving to Los Angeles. There were about 10 other people there, one of which was a rather cute girl named Sarah. She seemed nice and I was talking with her, joking, flirting a little... anyways... we exchanged numbers, no big deal. Dinner ends, we all pay the check and bail. While I was waiting to get my car back from the valet, Julia's friend Elisa comes over and asks me if I like Sarah. I tell her that I think she is cute, but as far as liking her I wasn't all that sure. She takes me aside and informs me that Sarah has a boyfriend (who she has cheated on several times and is evidently looking for someone to cheat with again), and is anorexic. The feeling that surged through me at this point could best be compared to the feeling a guy would get if he found out that the girl he had just slept with gave him the clap. This supposed head-case of a woman now had my phone number. She has not called yet, but in the two days since that evening, I have done some thinking. I think I can safely say that everyone has gone through a similar situation. You have been hitting on someone only to find out later that there is something seriously wrong with them. I wish I had some sort of solution to this problem, but the best thing I can think of is a Scarlett Letter-esque system where you wear a letter on your shirt which corresponds to any mental issues you may have. So if you see a girl with an "A" on her shirt, you can avoid her knowing she is anorexic, or a "G" for golddigger and so on. I guess that would make Nick's life a lot easier since he could just avoid and girl with an "F" for feminist on her chest. Sorry man, had to say it.
Well, I have much to do today. So it is sadly time for me to begin my day. But I haven't forgotten the link of the day! For all of you who don't know me, I am a punk/ska fiend. I love it. So here is an up-coming band who I saw with Emily back in December. Geez, time flies! They are from Orange County and have an awesome sound. Check the good old P2P sharing programs like Kazaa for their MP3's, or email me and I'll help ya out.
Here they are, in all their glory....
CodeName: ROCKY
Check out the audio link under the "SURVEILANCE" menu. You will find thier MP3.com link there. Me gusta mucho...
Time to jam, have a great one. Congrats to all you SJSU, SDSU students, and some other schools come to think of it. Welcome to summer. Sorry to all you UC's... As always, email me with whatever it is you wanna say. thedailyfarmer@msn.com. Peace...
My dear readers, I had a bit of an epiphany a few nights ago. I was out at a farewell dinner for my friend Julia who is moving to Los Angeles. There were about 10 other people there, one of which was a rather cute girl named Sarah. She seemed nice and I was talking with her, joking, flirting a little... anyways... we exchanged numbers, no big deal. Dinner ends, we all pay the check and bail. While I was waiting to get my car back from the valet, Julia's friend Elisa comes over and asks me if I like Sarah. I tell her that I think she is cute, but as far as liking her I wasn't all that sure. She takes me aside and informs me that Sarah has a boyfriend (who she has cheated on several times and is evidently looking for someone to cheat with again), and is anorexic. The feeling that surged through me at this point could best be compared to the feeling a guy would get if he found out that the girl he had just slept with gave him the clap. This supposed head-case of a woman now had my phone number. She has not called yet, but in the two days since that evening, I have done some thinking. I think I can safely say that everyone has gone through a similar situation. You have been hitting on someone only to find out later that there is something seriously wrong with them. I wish I had some sort of solution to this problem, but the best thing I can think of is a Scarlett Letter-esque system where you wear a letter on your shirt which corresponds to any mental issues you may have. So if you see a girl with an "A" on her shirt, you can avoid her knowing she is anorexic, or a "G" for golddigger and so on. I guess that would make Nick's life a lot easier since he could just avoid and girl with an "F" for feminist on her chest. Sorry man, had to say it.
Well, I have much to do today. So it is sadly time for me to begin my day. But I haven't forgotten the link of the day! For all of you who don't know me, I am a punk/ska fiend. I love it. So here is an up-coming band who I saw with Emily back in December. Geez, time flies! They are from Orange County and have an awesome sound. Check the good old P2P sharing programs like Kazaa for their MP3's, or email me and I'll help ya out.
Here they are, in all their glory....
CodeName: ROCKY
Check out the audio link under the "SURVEILANCE" menu. You will find thier MP3.com link there. Me gusta mucho...
Time to jam, have a great one. Congrats to all you SJSU, SDSU students, and some other schools come to think of it. Welcome to summer. Sorry to all you UC's... As always, email me with whatever it is you wanna say. thedailyfarmer@msn.com. Peace...
Saturday, May 17, 2003
Hey hey hey, I am totally exhausted from finals, so The Daily Farmer is taking a little break. I will write tomorrow or Monday. Stay tuned! Till then, check this out.
Killfrog Animation
This is yet another net-toon site I love to waste time on. Pretty damn funny. Peace...
Killfrog Animation
This is yet another net-toon site I love to waste time on. Pretty damn funny. Peace...
Friday, May 16, 2003
Good morning yaal. Last night was a rather rough night. Lots of studying, not very much sleep. I am genuinely worried about a paper I am getting back today. Its a sort of "make or break" kinda thing for my American Lit class. But, no use worrying too much. Well I can tell you one thing, compared to a friend of mine, I'm cool as a cucumber....
I have a friend who we will just call Mike. Mike is a student at a southern Californian university. Now, Mike has a bit of a vice.... he loves to smoke pot. But he is also a swimmer, and marijuana is an illegal substance. Now that I have given you a back drop, on to the meaty part. Mike calls me yesterday, frantically trying to explain his dillemma. Evidently, his entire college team was randomly tested, and he thinks he is in big trouble. I asked why. He said "Well, weed is considered a performance enhancing drug." It was at this moment that I realized that somewhere along the line, a doctor who had never smoked pot, (or really talked to someone who did), decided that it could "enhance performance". I think Robin Williams put it best:
"Marijuana enhances many things. Sights, sounds, colors, tastes. One thing it doesn't do is make you feel fucking empowered."
I can completely understand how they could find it illegal in a "ohh shit, the cops!" sorta way. But I really fail to see any way that weed can possibly give you a competitive edge in the pool.
"Dude, the water is like, uhhhh wet.....(Jim Breuer-esque laugh) Did the race, like, start? Man forget this doggie paddle crap, I need me some cheetos and a gallon of Gatorade from the snack shack."
Good luck Mike...
Well, since I have much more studying to do, I'm gonna toss a link at ya and get the hell outta here. To all my female readers, stop the presses. Dump any guy you are dating, (unless it is me....). I have found the man of your dreams.
Mr. Perfect himself. Watch out, he's a frisky one....
That does it for me today. Wish me luck, send me vibes. And while your at it, send Emily some vibes, she has a test today too. Peace....
I have a friend who we will just call Mike. Mike is a student at a southern Californian university. Now, Mike has a bit of a vice.... he loves to smoke pot. But he is also a swimmer, and marijuana is an illegal substance. Now that I have given you a back drop, on to the meaty part. Mike calls me yesterday, frantically trying to explain his dillemma. Evidently, his entire college team was randomly tested, and he thinks he is in big trouble. I asked why. He said "Well, weed is considered a performance enhancing drug." It was at this moment that I realized that somewhere along the line, a doctor who had never smoked pot, (or really talked to someone who did), decided that it could "enhance performance". I think Robin Williams put it best:
"Marijuana enhances many things. Sights, sounds, colors, tastes. One thing it doesn't do is make you feel fucking empowered."
I can completely understand how they could find it illegal in a "ohh shit, the cops!" sorta way. But I really fail to see any way that weed can possibly give you a competitive edge in the pool.
"Dude, the water is like, uhhhh wet.....(Jim Breuer-esque laugh) Did the race, like, start? Man forget this doggie paddle crap, I need me some cheetos and a gallon of Gatorade from the snack shack."
Good luck Mike...
Well, since I have much more studying to do, I'm gonna toss a link at ya and get the hell outta here. To all my female readers, stop the presses. Dump any guy you are dating, (unless it is me....). I have found the man of your dreams.
Mr. Perfect himself. Watch out, he's a frisky one....
That does it for me today. Wish me luck, send me vibes. And while your at it, send Emily some vibes, she has a test today too. Peace....
Thursday, May 15, 2003
Sup everyone, gotta get back to studying, so today's post will be a short one. I'll make up for it sometime soon after finals are over.
Ive figured out the magic elixir to keep me awake for studying. Forget coffee, or Red Bull. I went totally old school last night. I was feeling like crap at about 10pm after I had finally finished re-reading all the chapters from my History/Poli sci class. So I needed a pick me up. You know what I did? 2 cans of Mountain Dew, one chugged, the next slowly sipped. And while I did that I listened to Bad Religion - "Against the Grain". I was wired up till 2am. That was a pretty potent punch. So for today, heres the deal. I want to know the best way YOU keep yourself awake to study, stay out and drink, whatever... Email me. Ill post the top 5 and give ya credit for it. Anyways, must hurry. Here is todays link. In the wake of the popularity of The Stinky Feet Diaries, I'm tossing another Spark Science experiment at ya. Ladies and gentlemen, behold the wonder that is....
The "Date My Sister" Project
I'll skip the explanation and just tell ya that it is one of the funniest things I have ever read. Imagine the little jewish matchmaker from "Fiddler on the Roof" meets "The Truman Show". Reality TV aint got nothing on this.... Check it out....
Well time to study... my head is gonna explode for sure. Don't worry, the bits and pieces of my brain can still crawl to the keyboard to write tomorrow's column. Till then... Peace...
Ive figured out the magic elixir to keep me awake for studying. Forget coffee, or Red Bull. I went totally old school last night. I was feeling like crap at about 10pm after I had finally finished re-reading all the chapters from my History/Poli sci class. So I needed a pick me up. You know what I did? 2 cans of Mountain Dew, one chugged, the next slowly sipped. And while I did that I listened to Bad Religion - "Against the Grain". I was wired up till 2am. That was a pretty potent punch. So for today, heres the deal. I want to know the best way YOU keep yourself awake to study, stay out and drink, whatever... Email me. Ill post the top 5 and give ya credit for it. Anyways, must hurry. Here is todays link. In the wake of the popularity of The Stinky Feet Diaries, I'm tossing another Spark Science experiment at ya. Ladies and gentlemen, behold the wonder that is....
The "Date My Sister" Project
I'll skip the explanation and just tell ya that it is one of the funniest things I have ever read. Imagine the little jewish matchmaker from "Fiddler on the Roof" meets "The Truman Show". Reality TV aint got nothing on this.... Check it out....
Well time to study... my head is gonna explode for sure. Don't worry, the bits and pieces of my brain can still crawl to the keyboard to write tomorrow's column. Till then... Peace...
Wednesday, May 14, 2003
Morning everyone, today is going to be a pretty crazy day. I have two finals tomorrow so I will be studying all day. But first, gotta please the fans...
I would just like to say first off, I feel blessed this morning. I sent an email to the staff of the Mikey Show, who I mentioned earlier this week. Already, Mikey and Eddie have replied praising the site. Pretty cool. I think its friggin awesome that they are somewhat big celebrities around here, yet still take the time to reply to emails. That is truly badass. But yeah be sure to check out the Mikey Show link to the left. Or give em a call 1(800) 575-KSJO. Anyways, enough of that!
Well, I must say that I am friggin eager to get into summer. I already have tickets laying in wait to be used for a trip to San Diego to see Hannah and the rest of the SD Crew. This will be the first summer in 3 years where I actually take a real trip. Last one was to Wisconsin to see my buddy Katie, who I must announce is graduating from the University of Minnesota! Congrats! But yeah... I get to go and catch some rays, party it up a little, hit Mission Beach and of course see some old friends. This is the way summer vacation oughta be!
By the way dear readers, just to follow up on a previous topic... I was at school yesterday, sitting outside my Spanish class, when this beautiful, tall, Phillipino girl walked by. Definately caught my attention... until my eyes trailed downward to her feet. Ladies and gentlemen, I am not a man who likes to be overly harsh when speaking of specific people unless they truly deserve it. But this girl had the most gnarly, funky, jacked up, godforesaken feet I have ever seen. To make matters worse, when she passes by me, she stops to ask what time it is, standing less than a yard from me, with me sitting on the floor getting a front row view of the work God must have done while he had a case of dysentery. Sorry big dude, but all of thine creations are not divine. But if you think you have seen bad feet, ladies and gentlemen you haven't seen anything until you check this out...
The Stinky Feet Diaries, presented by TheSpark.com
It's funny, its weird, its the perfect thing to gross out your mom. Just check it out, then print pics and put them on the inside of the visor on your moms car...and let the fun begin. Time for me to go study. I have less than 30 hours, so tomorrows column might be a bit short. In the meantime, email me with words of inspiration to keep me dilligently working. thedailyfarmer@msn.com. Peace....
I would just like to say first off, I feel blessed this morning. I sent an email to the staff of the Mikey Show, who I mentioned earlier this week. Already, Mikey and Eddie have replied praising the site. Pretty cool. I think its friggin awesome that they are somewhat big celebrities around here, yet still take the time to reply to emails. That is truly badass. But yeah be sure to check out the Mikey Show link to the left. Or give em a call 1(800) 575-KSJO. Anyways, enough of that!
Well, I must say that I am friggin eager to get into summer. I already have tickets laying in wait to be used for a trip to San Diego to see Hannah and the rest of the SD Crew. This will be the first summer in 3 years where I actually take a real trip. Last one was to Wisconsin to see my buddy Katie, who I must announce is graduating from the University of Minnesota! Congrats! But yeah... I get to go and catch some rays, party it up a little, hit Mission Beach and of course see some old friends. This is the way summer vacation oughta be!
By the way dear readers, just to follow up on a previous topic... I was at school yesterday, sitting outside my Spanish class, when this beautiful, tall, Phillipino girl walked by. Definately caught my attention... until my eyes trailed downward to her feet. Ladies and gentlemen, I am not a man who likes to be overly harsh when speaking of specific people unless they truly deserve it. But this girl had the most gnarly, funky, jacked up, godforesaken feet I have ever seen. To make matters worse, when she passes by me, she stops to ask what time it is, standing less than a yard from me, with me sitting on the floor getting a front row view of the work God must have done while he had a case of dysentery. Sorry big dude, but all of thine creations are not divine. But if you think you have seen bad feet, ladies and gentlemen you haven't seen anything until you check this out...
The Stinky Feet Diaries, presented by TheSpark.com
It's funny, its weird, its the perfect thing to gross out your mom. Just check it out, then print pics and put them on the inside of the visor on your moms car...and let the fun begin. Time for me to go study. I have less than 30 hours, so tomorrows column might be a bit short. In the meantime, email me with words of inspiration to keep me dilligently working. thedailyfarmer@msn.com. Peace....
Tuesday, May 13, 2003
Last night was the first night I could actually sleep with the window open this year. It was almost 80 degress around here yesterday. Awesome... So yes, it is now time to gear your apparel towards summer. Ive already busted out the old shorts, and my t-shits are always at the ready. So I am ready to rock. I do need a nice pair of flip-flops though. My last pair is now coated in duct-tape (Another Nick Innovation TM). So, it looks like I have to go to... DUM DUM DUM!!! THE MALL!! Where truly terrible things sit, waiting to suck out my soul through my eyes.... Horrid creatures like, girls in tube tops and platform shoes with names like Tiffany and Amber, perfume samplers, cell phone salesmen, and even, (dare I say it) marketing survey agents..... AHHHHhhhhh! I am not looking forward to this. Id rather drive all the way to Santa Cruz than go through that. Ohh well...
Like I mentioned, the weather is turning downright gorgeous around here. But with this yearly return of warm weather, we are also plagued with a certain problem. How can I put this delicately... OK. In this world of ours, there are a few types of women: Women who have nice, pedicured feet who keep them clean, and have nicely shaped toes etc etc.... Then there are women with feet that should never see the light of day. Women like ballet dancers, hippies, and the few who are just cursed with bad feet. With this said, I would like to say, at least to the female population of San Jose State University; Figure out which one you are, please, for the love of God, act accordingly. I have seen way too many pretty girls walk past and gain my attention, only to lose it and have it replaced with disgust when I take a gander at their tootsies. With that said, I must move on.... I still want to be able to stomach breakfast before I leave for class.
Ahh, fresh out of the oven, its todays link!
Whats that Chef Paul? You have a double batch today?
Yesserie! Eat it while its still warm!
First off, if you didnt read my post last night, and if you are totally blind, you are unaware that The Daily Farmer got a bit of a facelift. In its ripe old age of four days, it was showing some wrinkles and liver spots. For an explanation, please look at the last post from yesterday. But, boiled down, Nadia from Pathways to Radness, another blogger.com site, uses this flame motif. Only prob is that it is the only cool one of the 25 or so to choose from. The rest look like stupid overhead projector presentation templates. So, yeah it looks awesome, but credit goes to Nadia. She is my inspiration for this site. Thank you. So go check her out. She's smart, sassy, sexy and Srilankan!
Nadia's Pathways to Radness
And second... if you aren't full from the first healthy helping of Nadia's tasty treat... We have some dessert for ya! A killer band, seriously fucking awesome. I saw them live a few weeks ago with my bud Lizzie and a few friends of her. I had the time of my life. It is safe to say that it was one of the best shows I have ever seen. And I have seen Less Than Jake like ten times, so that has to be a pretty rad show. You have probably heard of them from a few of their cult hits like "Particle Man" and "Birdhouse In Your Soul". So here they are, in all their glory.
They Might Be Giants
Well that about does it. Ohh and by the way, ironically, the afforementioned Nadia won the Less Than Jake sticker. Well, you now have another shot. Besides her, first person to email me gets one. thedailyfarmer@msn.com Time to finish a term paper.... Peace...
Like I mentioned, the weather is turning downright gorgeous around here. But with this yearly return of warm weather, we are also plagued with a certain problem. How can I put this delicately... OK. In this world of ours, there are a few types of women: Women who have nice, pedicured feet who keep them clean, and have nicely shaped toes etc etc.... Then there are women with feet that should never see the light of day. Women like ballet dancers, hippies, and the few who are just cursed with bad feet. With this said, I would like to say, at least to the female population of San Jose State University; Figure out which one you are, please, for the love of God, act accordingly. I have seen way too many pretty girls walk past and gain my attention, only to lose it and have it replaced with disgust when I take a gander at their tootsies. With that said, I must move on.... I still want to be able to stomach breakfast before I leave for class.
Ahh, fresh out of the oven, its todays link!
Whats that Chef Paul? You have a double batch today?
Yesserie! Eat it while its still warm!
First off, if you didnt read my post last night, and if you are totally blind, you are unaware that The Daily Farmer got a bit of a facelift. In its ripe old age of four days, it was showing some wrinkles and liver spots. For an explanation, please look at the last post from yesterday. But, boiled down, Nadia from Pathways to Radness, another blogger.com site, uses this flame motif. Only prob is that it is the only cool one of the 25 or so to choose from. The rest look like stupid overhead projector presentation templates. So, yeah it looks awesome, but credit goes to Nadia. She is my inspiration for this site. Thank you. So go check her out. She's smart, sassy, sexy and Srilankan!
Nadia's Pathways to Radness
And second... if you aren't full from the first healthy helping of Nadia's tasty treat... We have some dessert for ya! A killer band, seriously fucking awesome. I saw them live a few weeks ago with my bud Lizzie and a few friends of her. I had the time of my life. It is safe to say that it was one of the best shows I have ever seen. And I have seen Less Than Jake like ten times, so that has to be a pretty rad show. You have probably heard of them from a few of their cult hits like "Particle Man" and "Birdhouse In Your Soul". So here they are, in all their glory.
They Might Be Giants
Well that about does it. Ohh and by the way, ironically, the afforementioned Nadia won the Less Than Jake sticker. Well, you now have another shot. Besides her, first person to email me gets one. thedailyfarmer@msn.com Time to finish a term paper.... Peace...
Monday, May 12, 2003
I just made a whole new update for The Daily Farmer. It looks fucking rad. But before I get my ass kicked.... I have to give credit where it is due. Nadia, from Pathways To Radness had this flame motif going on before I did. But when I saw it on the list of templates for my site, I had to have it. I have an obsession with fire, my fave sweatshirt has flames going up the sleeves. But hey, Nadia had it first. So big up to her. Her site is fuckin sick. You gotta check it out. Tell her I sent you. I bow to the master.... Peace and please don't kill me, Nadia.
Another day, another post. Yesterday was quite interesting to say the least. A few more details about my evening out the night before last come to my attention. I bet you will get a kick out of em.
When I returned home that night, it seemed my brother was nowhere to be found. Last I saw of him, he was at the pub with his girlfriend Stephanie. Well, it had been a few hours. I had gone to another bar and then came back home. But still, no Pat. Ehh, whatever, I go to bed not thinking much of it. ZZzzzzzzzzz.
Wake up, its 7am. Im about to do my column for yesterday, so I go out and get myself some orange juice from the kitchen. When...what do I see in the backyard??? A tent. It looks like my brother and his girl decided that "woo" was not the only thing they wanted to pitch. (if you caught that, you are truly a 1940's slang debutante!). So, with a chuckle, I sit down and watch a little Mystery Science Theatre 3000. Awesome show, I highly recommend it. If you wanna know more about it, email me. Pat and Steph come inside about 20 minutes later. Pat looked destroyed, hair bedheaded, clothes slept in... While Steph looked just fine, chipper, talkative... ahh yes, talkative. She told me that in Pat's drunken state, he suggested making the over one hour drive to Hollister to go camping that night. She talked him out of it, but he still got her to camp out in our back yard.... ahh the call of the wild. Ummm wait... I wont even go there, way too easy.
I would just like to say that I love it when friends you havent talked to in awhile pop up again. Yesterday seemed to be a day for that. My bassist Nick is truly an awesome guy, but I don't see too much of him since he lives in Hayward. But we finally got to practice yesterday with a drummer. We have worked on stuff before with the band, but it was so strictly buisness those times. Also, my friend Kat from New York has been pretty sick lately, and pretty busy, so I havent been able to talk to her. But, hopefully if I don't lose my mind today I can actually call her. I also talked to Denise yesterday, to which she played G.W. Bush and dropped some bombs on me. It seems that two couples, the likes of which were very serious and were just always an assumed consant in this world, are no longer. They have both separated.... :::GASP::: Quite seriously, I was really shocked.... They were both total power couples that I just always knew as being together. With one of the couples, Ive only known them as together. So this will be a bit of a change....
Ok, now to toss you something fun and interesting for you to waste some time with. When I used to go to San Diego State University, (TARASTEC FLOOR 2 BAYBEE!, uhh ok I'll shut up), I would always kill a lot of time before class, while writing papers, while drunk, checking out internet toons. Funny shit... Well, here is one of the best. I can safely say I wasted many hours on this site. So here it is, in all its irreverent glory. Beware, it might serve you better to go and either smoke a bowl, or slam a few shots to watch this stuff. That way it will be more funny "haha", instead of funny "what the fuck??". Here you go
Joe Cartoon, the man can fish.
Hey, tell him The Farmer sent ya... you might get a beer, or a weird look.
Thats it for today folks, as always, email me at thedailyfarmer@msn.com. Send me funny shit, stories, quotes, dirty emails... whatever tickles your... wait a damn second. I don't wanna know what it tickles... just as long as it interests me. Come to think of it I doubt anyone actually read this... If you did, email me. First one to email me gets a limited edition Less Than Jake sticker. Ill pay for postage. Peace...
When I returned home that night, it seemed my brother was nowhere to be found. Last I saw of him, he was at the pub with his girlfriend Stephanie. Well, it had been a few hours. I had gone to another bar and then came back home. But still, no Pat. Ehh, whatever, I go to bed not thinking much of it. ZZzzzzzzzzz.
Wake up, its 7am. Im about to do my column for yesterday, so I go out and get myself some orange juice from the kitchen. When...what do I see in the backyard??? A tent. It looks like my brother and his girl decided that "woo" was not the only thing they wanted to pitch. (if you caught that, you are truly a 1940's slang debutante!). So, with a chuckle, I sit down and watch a little Mystery Science Theatre 3000. Awesome show, I highly recommend it. If you wanna know more about it, email me. Pat and Steph come inside about 20 minutes later. Pat looked destroyed, hair bedheaded, clothes slept in... While Steph looked just fine, chipper, talkative... ahh yes, talkative. She told me that in Pat's drunken state, he suggested making the over one hour drive to Hollister to go camping that night. She talked him out of it, but he still got her to camp out in our back yard.... ahh the call of the wild. Ummm wait... I wont even go there, way too easy.
I would just like to say that I love it when friends you havent talked to in awhile pop up again. Yesterday seemed to be a day for that. My bassist Nick is truly an awesome guy, but I don't see too much of him since he lives in Hayward. But we finally got to practice yesterday with a drummer. We have worked on stuff before with the band, but it was so strictly buisness those times. Also, my friend Kat from New York has been pretty sick lately, and pretty busy, so I havent been able to talk to her. But, hopefully if I don't lose my mind today I can actually call her. I also talked to Denise yesterday, to which she played G.W. Bush and dropped some bombs on me. It seems that two couples, the likes of which were very serious and were just always an assumed consant in this world, are no longer. They have both separated.... :::GASP::: Quite seriously, I was really shocked.... They were both total power couples that I just always knew as being together. With one of the couples, Ive only known them as together. So this will be a bit of a change....
Ok, now to toss you something fun and interesting for you to waste some time with. When I used to go to San Diego State University, (TARASTEC FLOOR 2 BAYBEE!, uhh ok I'll shut up), I would always kill a lot of time before class, while writing papers, while drunk, checking out internet toons. Funny shit... Well, here is one of the best. I can safely say I wasted many hours on this site. So here it is, in all its irreverent glory. Beware, it might serve you better to go and either smoke a bowl, or slam a few shots to watch this stuff. That way it will be more funny "haha", instead of funny "what the fuck??". Here you go
Joe Cartoon, the man can fish.
Hey, tell him The Farmer sent ya... you might get a beer, or a weird look.
Thats it for today folks, as always, email me at thedailyfarmer@msn.com. Send me funny shit, stories, quotes, dirty emails... whatever tickles your... wait a damn second. I don't wanna know what it tickles... just as long as it interests me. Come to think of it I doubt anyone actually read this... If you did, email me. First one to email me gets a limited edition Less Than Jake sticker. Ill pay for postage. Peace...
Sunday, May 11, 2003
Good Morning All.... I just woke up, and I figure if I get the brain flowing quickly, I will snap out of my haze faster. Its Mother's Day today, a special day invented by the greeting card companies back in 1914 to boost sales. And boy did it work... my pocket is now $2 lighter after going halves with my brother for a card. Well, to be completely honest, even though I don't show it all that often, I love and appreciate my mother very much. She is awesome. Its not like I have some sort of insecurity of showing it, I just guess I am an awful lot like my father and don't really know a "me" way of doing it. Ohh well, I think she knows... But yeah.... the happenings of yesterday
Music music everywhere. Practicing for OYS and NL continues, but today is special, a real practice with Nick and the band to try out a new drummer. Lets hope that goes well. Sir Nick of Milkweed played a show at the old Feed and Fuel last night.. hick ass joint on the south end of town. Stupid bouncer wouldnt let me in, and im 20, while nick is only 18 and could play there.... insert string of four letter words here.... Well, I guess thats just the way it is. I ended up at a bar with my brother Pat and some really cool people, including this girl Rochelle, who is 25 or something like that, but hey, she was gorgeous and seemed to be interested. Whatever, I play by ear. Besides, I doubt you readers want to hear about the tiny details of my dating life, I will say that she remembered me from another evening at this bar where I evidently hit on her... I sure dont remember.... but then again, she is hot, I probably did hit on her. Too long ago to recall....
But hey, time to vent. I am a big fan of a band called Less Than Jake. I have been for a long time. They were, for the most part, the sort of band that was the fans little secret. We loved em, supported em, and bought their stuff, and they stayed the hell off MTV and major radio, just the way we liked it. Its not that dont want them to be successful, but we dont want them to sell out and change their sound so they can be commerially marketable. Well ladies and gentlemen, much to my horror, I heard them on a commercial for Budweiser on the local major rock station, 92 KSJO. As Emily said.... "going, going, gone...". So needless to say, I am a bit down about this. Ohh well, best of luck to you... I hope you make lots of money. Just dont go abusing the whole groupie thing, the clap sucks from what I heard....
Well as for todays cool thing to check out, it is the afforementioned KING of bay area rock, THE ROCK 92 KSJO. Check out the Mikey Show page. He is the morning guy, and hands down one of the funniest people I have ever heard. Along with him, his loudmouthed "tell it like it is" producer Eddie, the perky sweethearted stoner Sky, and Boy Blunder the stunt boy, they make my morning drive to San Jose State bearable. They even once did a 28 hour marathon show... no sleep, no music, no commercials. It had to be the funniest thing I have ever heard. Also, if you listen to them in the mornings, you will probably hear me call in. Im usually on several times a week.
THE ROCK 92 KSJO
The Mikey Show
Well, that about wraps it up. Remember to get your mama a card. And hey if you havent yet.... Im gonna help you out with yet another link...
AmericanGreetings.com
Love your mama, she went through hell with you!
And as always, email me with whatever... thedailyfarmer@msn.com.. Peace....
Saturday, May 10, 2003
You know what makes a good afternoon? Watching SNL, eating goldfish crackers, and just relaxing... ahhhh.... you know what DOESNT make a good afternoon? Having do rewrite a paper for my American Lit class. Thank god I dont have to do much more of this crap... school is almost out! But hey, gotta get me an education somehow. Anyways, I would just like to say, I hate Starbucks.
In case you didnt know, I work for this demonic corporate entity. And when I say work, boy do I mean work... err um, SLAVE. 5:30am is just an inhumane time to start. I bet there isn't one person out there who can honestly tell me they havent hated a job of they worked, but my disdain for this job has progressed to true HATRED. I have this manager who I truly think has it out for me. Wont give me a transfer, fires all the cool people rfom the store (sorry Deb, Ash and Ash Jr.), and now is just riding everyone to be perfect OR ELSE. He has hired another Ashley for the store, so this oughta be interesting to see if she falls victim to the Ash Curse. Good luck to her.
But on to bigger and better things for todays post.... I am going to have little features and shit to interest you besides my random talking. Starting Monday, there will be a SITE-O-DA-WEEK. Stay tuned. As for my daily post.... you will find something like a song of the day, band of the day, joke of the day, or whatever sparks my interest to post on here. Email me with any suggestions, or anything you think is cool, I just might post it. As for today, in homage to Nick, my bassist and jazz buddy, we have a song of the day!
Joshua Redman - "St. Thomas"
Well thats it for now, Im off to go to the gym... lord knows I need it. Peace...
In case you didnt know, I work for this demonic corporate entity. And when I say work, boy do I mean work... err um, SLAVE. 5:30am is just an inhumane time to start. I bet there isn't one person out there who can honestly tell me they havent hated a job of they worked, but my disdain for this job has progressed to true HATRED. I have this manager who I truly think has it out for me. Wont give me a transfer, fires all the cool people rfom the store (sorry Deb, Ash and Ash Jr.), and now is just riding everyone to be perfect OR ELSE. He has hired another Ashley for the store, so this oughta be interesting to see if she falls victim to the Ash Curse. Good luck to her.
But on to bigger and better things for todays post.... I am going to have little features and shit to interest you besides my random talking. Starting Monday, there will be a SITE-O-DA-WEEK. Stay tuned. As for my daily post.... you will find something like a song of the day, band of the day, joke of the day, or whatever sparks my interest to post on here. Email me with any suggestions, or anything you think is cool, I just might post it. As for today, in homage to Nick, my bassist and jazz buddy, we have a song of the day!
Joshua Redman - "St. Thomas"
Well thats it for now, Im off to go to the gym... lord knows I need it. Peace...
Well, this is the first day I am using this... so I will make it short and sweet. This is Paul, aka The Farmer. Since you all probably know we pretty well, I will just cut to the chase and start posting whatever here whenever the hell I feel like it. Stay tuned to see what I am really thinking in life, and if you managed to make my daily post. Hell, email me and ask me a question, advice, something! Best way to reach me would probably be at thedailyfarmer@msn.com. So lets talk! Peace....
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