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Sunday, November 23, 2003

Neotaerik


Neotaerik's link has been added to the site. Please take some time and check these guys out, they're a new band on the metal scene and they've got some sick skill. If you didn't know I'm part manager of the band and they will be playing at Hafey's "Gold and White" day on Wed. and than openning up for the Astatic reunion show near christmas.

Monday, November 17, 2003

Okay okay okay. Before you sons a bitches even start thinking "Wow it's been awhile since our Cyber God _Jdematt has posted" SHUT THE FUCK UP! I've been very busy with this whole imployment scheme and haven't had much time to vent.... unless its on old golfers who are piss drunk and ready to fall off their bar stool. (That way when they wake up sober the next day, they dont realize I smashed their face with a frying pan and THAN they fell off the bar stool.) Let's see what else is new in my life... oh yah, my computer decided to wave the white flag and toast my motherboard and processor last week, so I spent a good deal of time pieceing together this new machine. 2.0ghz.....respectable. But not for the bullshit and money spent that I had to deal with. I goto the pc store, telling him my problem. He decides to inform me, the so-called uninformed customer that my machine's memory has simple "taken a crap". Ya, okay. Nice diagnostic douche bag. Turns out the mobo is fried. So I go back to buy the necessary parts, and this clown decides to say "So....what OS are you gonna install on it now that it works? Your pirated copy of Windows XP?" It's times like these that I'm glad I worked at a telemarketing company for 6 months and can rattle off rebuttles like there's no tomorrow. I reply with cold, earther shattering reply "Yup. Why?" He looks me up and down and says "You know.... that is a $25,000 fine." I smile and say "Oh do you work for Microshaft now?" "No." "Thanks than." I mean what the fuck is the point of that. I have a nice little idea for people like Mr. Digital Additions: *pointing at his crotch* HONK ON BOBO, FUCKNUT! Honestly, what the fuck is the point of even opening your mouth? You'd figure by me giving you $380 of my hard-earned money, you'd have the common decency to just shut, the fuck, up. Just cuz you own a computer store it doesn't give you the right to defy me and still not get flamed. As a matter of fact, I'm goin to give that assclown a link to my website so he knows how I feel. What do you kids think? Leave your replies on the message board ;-)

Monday, November 03, 2003

Interesting weekend this was. First thing that happened was on friday night. I decided that it had been far too long since I had hung out with my good friend/cousin DJ. So I nicely decided (at 7 o'clock) to drive to wilkesbarre and hang out. Well boy was in WAY deeper than I thought. I was running a bit late, so I was gettin on the interstate at about 7:15 (meeting time was 7:30 at the arena). So pretty much, I had to cover ALOT of ground in a little amount of time. Anyway, I'm speeding along like mad. Speed average 110, sometimes higher, somtimes slower into turns. I kept this up for about 10 miles until I came up on two tractor trailers in the right lane. They were right near an on-ramp by the 80 and 81 junction. I blew by them with some heat, not thinking anything of it. I looked in my rear view mirror to see the 2nd truck overtaking the first, and in between them, on the reflection of the sides of the trucks I saw him. A PA State cop swerving around behind them trying to somehow get by to get me. At this point it was do or die. It was either pull over and be fined out the ass and have my liscence taken, or run. I ran. I ran as fast as I possibly could. It was 1 mile till the next exit, and my plan was flawless. I gunned by car and it sped faster than I have ever gone before. The needle on the speedometer read 110, but it bounced furiously on the pin. By the time the cop had found his way around the two trucks I was beginning to exit 81 and hop onto 80. Once on 80, I flew for the next exit, double back down 80, and merged onto 81 to continue my trip on 81. About 10 miles further away, I passed the very same cop, waiting for other speeders, but I knew where he would be hiding and I was doing EXACTLY 65mph. Fun fun times I'd say.

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