Whoop-de-fucking-do. It's Jack Kerouac's birthday. Let's have a big fucking party to celebrate the drunken womanising alcoholic Nazi illiterate pseud's special day. Jack Kerouac writes books for people with the "Why?" poster on their walls. ........TEEHEE!!!!! mctaggart, truly thou art a wise man amongst fools, for that statement alone. i could be speaking without the proper education (when am i not??) but i was on several occasions forced to suffer through the tapes of kerouac's spoken word performances. after a few hours of unfunny race-track stories ("He bet on the wrong horse!! it's funny!!!!"--my crusty hippie boss) and talk of womens' twitching asses, i was about ready to kill everyone within spitting distance. that soured me to mr. kerouac for pretty much the rest of my life, despite Le Pastie. he struck me as quite misogynistic and self-important and full of himself and his own fucking manhood. pardon my FRRRRench but tag you got me in the mood, i blame you. I'm also sick of people sucking up to Ginsberg. he was a pedophile. and his poems arent' all that interesting. OOOOH rebellious.....get over it. bukowski my ass. arthur miller henry something norman mailer dh lawrence, BITE ME!!!!! machismo is SOOO over.
i forgot to post this the other day, it's what i forgot. i entered "belle and sebastian" into the internet anagram server(http://www.wordsmith.org/anagram/ and got sometimes accurate, sometimes hilarious, and sometimes frightening results. check this out y'all. Essential able band Balinese absent lad Nasal beastie bleed Banal beast in Leeds Eden lass bent labia A labia needn't bless Banal lesbian steed Beast seen in ballad Ballad seen its bane Abba's lead sentinel Seeable blind Satan Bald Lebanese saint Bald lesbian senate Bible lad seen Satan Tall-ass Debbie Anne Lebanese stab Linda the other thing, i saw the Brit awards abc cast. it sucked!! it was all chopped up. i watched all 2 hours straight thru and not ONE second of dick and rick. it didnt' air. i did get to see robbie williams. what is up with him? i dont' think he should be allowed to exist. it's like he doesnt' belong there. he should be back in his boy band or whatever, or get a different haircut. what is his deal? and why during the eurythmics thing (i love annie lennox though) were they wearing Union Jacks, but their backup singers had like huge cowboy hats on?? that didn't make any sense whatsoever. the only thing i liked was the Abba tribute, it was super-cheesy. i think stephin merrit would approve. there were like 50 kids on stage though, and i didnt' knwo who any of them were, who were the girls drssed in white?? and Bono dissing the millenium was great, he is a big cheeseball, but someone had to friggin say it. I'll reiterate. the millenium is a JOKE. do not be brainwashed. now i see on tv people are trying to have "millenium babies' there is a big rush on when is the right day to conceive. F***K that!@!! it is so totally meaningless and stupid. i'm protesting the millenium, because it doesn't exist. it's not real. Fight the power!! i beg of you do not be seduced. sorry. that' smy rant for today. actually it's my second rant. okay then. i'm off to read the GW lyrics, i didn't do that last time. *sigh* could there be anything cuter? Actually i had a really surreal b/s dream. this dream was wacked out. it had lots more perverted things in it involving the cute art girl, but the b/s part was i was with friends and b/s were all there, in a big room where a guy who looked sorta like frank zappa, but more redneck and oily and with a shiny suit jacket on, was throwing darts at all of us and just barely missing. and everyone was freaked out. he was basically Satanic. he brought out Jenny McCarthy and put her bra on his head and then started comparing her chest size to girls who were there. he kept throwing darts at poor isobel who was there with her mum. she cowered under a table and i felt bad for her. he tried to put jenny mc.'s bra on her, but it was WAAY too big. then in the dream her little brother (i think) ran in and said that a dog had died. isobel started crying and then everyone ran to the Campbell mansion which was full of portraits of all their dogs. it was a very important dog who was old. i think her name was sophie. we went up stairs and looked at the dog, but then she raised her head and i said "she moved, she's not dead" and then everyone esle was all happy. we were apparently in glasgow. it was a really messed up dream. okay bye and later LJ http://www.members.tripod.com/rebelstrange "Everyone begins to get desperate and panicky, and all of a sudden, everything they never understood, they want it all explained" --Ms. Buffat, my HS chemistry teacher +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+