(ch)imp slap

2003-02-06T00:24:00.000-06:00

this blog has not been updated in quite a while please visit my new one or my super neat web site. Thank you for you patience..... end transmission

2002-12-02T04:12:00.000-06:00

I guess people keep coming back not like millions but there were some vists this week and its been a while since I said any thing on here.
I am in the new issue of the nowgocreate.com e-mag. And I am planning to do a better site than this. I get so bored just doing this text shit but have been to lazy to do anything else or really try to learn more. but I will be fixing that.

Tonight I met some graf kids one was really young and a bit dumb but still nice he was just very cristian and sort of spooky. The other kid is so good and his legs are fucked up he got run over by a truck. Ouch. he is young as well but has lived a lot.

well i am out its to late to be doing this.......

2002-11-21T23:26:00.000-06:00

Ok no army. Fuck that. At times all seems so desperate and now I drive boats. I love driving boats. And being a tour guide.... well at least for a quarter of a mile in two and a half feet of water.

Noone is calling for me. The lonesome song can be so beautiful. It can also be a crushing nusiance. Ahh but tomorrow, tomorrow come and with it the return of rented DVDs (before noon), a meeting with Mark Hosford (look at paidthinkers.com), more work, such lovely prospects.

I tell you, there is nothing better than anonimity. No need to make excuses for broken plans when you know virtually noone. All the time in the world to lie in bed with the warmth of an electric bed warmer, a good book, your imac within reach and so little and to much on your mind.

2002-11-12T02:18:00.000-06:00

Checkig out the army web site with interest....... How come it is starting to seem like a good idea? I'll tell you why. They give you money for school, you learn "discipline" (an area that I am certainly laking in), a carreer, I'd "get in shape", and "America needs me". Well they do give you money for school......... I can't sewem to get the Exploited's song "Army life" out of my head. Thats probubly a bad sign. If you know the song you understand.

Maybe the army ain't the way to go..... navy or coast guard seems more my style.......

You know every body used to serve in the army for a little while and those were the days as they say. I have no real direction these days. I get a job..... it sucks..... I want to go to grad school but have no money and no idea what I "really want"....... I live with my parents..... well my dad and step mom.....

Why not join the army?

If you can think of some good reasons email me at mcrightb@yahoo.com....... otherwise "army life is killing me........."

2002-11-08T20:50:00.000-06:00

Hours away from starting a new job (6) and I can't fall asleep for a couple hours of fake rest.
I keep flirting with sleep but it continues to elude me.
I am sort of looking forward to some manual/ mental labor. They kept saying that the shift that I am working is more mental than the others.
I can see how putting boxes on a truck that is doing local deliveries will be challenging, Nashville is hard to navigate.

I used to love the sleepless nights. Now days I think of sleeping pills.

" i wish you were inside of me, I hope that you're ok, I hope you're resting quietly, I just wanted to say goodnight......"

"i wish i had a little red box to put my best friends in, i'd pick them up and *smooch, smooch, smooch* and put them back again."

there's a wish list for me...... check out the q-bert mac ad...... dope

2002-11-08T01:16:00.000-06:00

Ok Ok, must get back on the blog.

I have been busy checking out the stuff at www.nowgocreate.com and triing to figure out how to fix up www.billmcright.com.
I started the orientation for my boat driver job yesterday and got sent home today due to the fact that I hadn't got my S.S. card in the mail yet today.

I fell asleep while reading earlier and am about to fall asleep typing.......

That now go create ssite is really good resource.
Also thanks to drew for hooking up some linkage on surfstation.lu and newstoday.com!

2002-11-04T22:25:00.000-06:00

DON'T BOTHER

Don't bother reading this. It's been a week or so since I've posted. I've been on the road.
So I am back in Nashville. I had a great week. Well aside from the screaming at home..... and I wondered why I left. But other than that I saw the best concert that I've ever seen, spent time with Im, and meet Twist. All in all it was great. I missed getting to see a few people who I really wanted to see but that happens.
I drove all day and am really to tiered to be writing or talking on the phone.
It sucks when you want to talk but feel to crappy to have a good conversation.
I wish I was better at that but I'm not.
sorry.
I love you all talk more later.
I sound stupid sometimes.

2002-10-27T11:30:00.000-06:00

Weird News:
Ok so it ain't really news.

My dad is collecting the "pull tabs" off soda cans to give to somebody he works with. He says that someone gives her money for them. When I lived in Florida, and in middle school, girls used to collect them. They kept these tabs on key chains. We called them "fuck tabs". Supposedly if you gave one to a girl (or boy I guess) they would fuck you. That never happened to my knowledge. At least it never happened to me. Not that I really pursued this very often.

Funny.

2002-10-25T13:48:00.000-05:00

I just checked the site meter. Thanks to those of you who are checking this out. I think I may be getting obsessed with the number of hits I get at least it is going up! Yay! once I get more of this figured out maybe I'll start having contests or something. That would be fun. If anyone would be interested in doing a colabrative blog about what ever let me know...... mcrightb@yahoo.com Sorry I still havent got links down......

2002-10-25T13:43:00.000-05:00

I woke up late today. Noon. Doh! But I didn't fall asleep till late so I guess its ok. Started to clean my room. I think that the Feung Shey (sic) is off. I really love the internet radio station Dr-yo dot com. This guy plays a bunch of stuff that rocks. Some of it I know and the other stuff is super good as well I often have to stop what I am doing to see who a song is by. The best part is that he plays hella Tom Waits. I really slept on that guy but his songs are so good and his ill.

Speaking of good stuff there is a band called moog cookbook that the good doctor keeps playing. They are a moog band. Yesterday I heard a cover of Tom Petty's free fallin'. Wow!

I guess it was good that Blogger was down earlier because it made me start to get some thing done. Once my room is clean I will be stoked.

I think I am going to go to this Sufi lecture tonight. My dad and Rebbeca are going and invited me. I have kind of been wondering about sufism. It might also be a good place to meet people.... sort of like church with out the guilty christian over tones.

2002-10-25T02:24:00.000-05:00

Now that I know people look at this I am going to be more entertaining a bit less journaly, this is an attempt at a resolution for my self.

2002-10-25T02:20:00.000-05:00

Doh! all that bitching about nobody eads this and there are 6 hits today. Ha! I guess somebody is out there. Thanks for stopping by even if it is for an average of 1 minute.

2002-10-25T02:17:00.000-05:00

Well, well, well. I guess watching Insomnia wasn't the cure I thought it might be. I have been having the worst trouble sleeping. In a new place and akward as usual. What lead me to think that a change of scenery would fix anything. Well I have acheived getting two jobs but a daunted by the aspect of working 65 hours a week. Bitch.

Spent the day in bed mostly. Finished Gabriel's Gift, the newest Hanif Kureishi book. I also took a bath and shaved. I really hate to read peoples blogs when they sound all depressed, but after seeing that noone read this yesterday I don't really fear my readers(?) reading this. Rebeca was home all day and I didn't see her till dinner time. I don't really want to talk to anyone about how I feel because I feel like an imposition.

Please excuse all typing and spelling errors tonight because I have not been sleeping well.

One of the best things about Insomnia is how Robert Deniro's character is named Dormir or Dormer or how ever its spelled. The sanish word for sleep is dormir. I'm sure this is no accident. I have just recently been able to notice things like this in movies. It is really fun to see symbolism and understnd it.

Back to the subject at hand. I have been spending a lot of time on the internet and reading. I have some slight desire to meet people, I really wish I was in school again. I want to be in the stimulating environment. I know that working is going to be good for me but even if I meet people I want to spend time with I wont have time. At least I will be so worn out that I sleep as soon as I get home from work.

I got an e-mail from a friend (the second one actually) that said he was thinking of joining the arrmy. I had to respond that I didn't think that he should. I don't know why I said that because the idea appeals to me in some ways. The only thing thats stopping me is the moron who is running our contry (into the ground I might ad). I posted a remark on my brothers friends website in jest that weed was out and opium was in. I garnered one response that this was an awful thing to say because opium comes from "our enemies". The sad thing is that this kid was serious. I don't see how you can promote smoking pot and be so opposed to opium. Whats even sadder though is that the biggest reason the kid gave that opium was bad was because it comes from "the countries we are about to go to war with". Really all drugs are bad... Pot can make you into an idiot and all the pot heads say that its not addictive but I know from experiance that it is. I take full responsibility for my decision to have abused the old ganja but it really did fuck me up.

Then today while smoking a cigarette I was like "well now I have a job (or two) I can smoke all the dope I want". What the fuck is that? Not that I am going to but why is that temptation still there?
poem:
I want to crawl into her arms
Share our self imposed inadaqacies

Break the top of her creme brule with my spoon
Sing the ballads that I write for her

Go to the cheap grocery store
And call in sick to spend more time together

But instead I move
Everybodies moving, everbodies moving, everybodies moving, moving, moving, moving

Please don't leave me behind
Even my origionals are appropriated

The beautiful things are holding hands and skipping stones
Surfing trains and howling at the moon

Sour candies and fruit that is not yet ripe
Smelling our shared scent on the wind as it rushes past my face

Having feelings that I am ashamed to admit
I log on to blogger and put it up for everyone

xoxoxoxox

2002-10-23T23:36:00.000-05:00

Hey now I know nobody reads this I have a counter I don't think you can see it but it tells me I had 0 hits today.......... So I can start saying really shitty stuff and know that noone cares......... Ha!

(insert racist coment here)
(insert sexist comment here)

What ever..... It would be nice to have a bunch of hits but this shit isn't all that slick. Any way yeah in a week or so I'll have two jobs and no time. Not like I have a lot to do with my time anyways. I am stoked I finally got my settings right. Doh! this should not be so hard. Big up to pat for the webmonkey sight. Maybe I'll start to decipher it soon. Hasta La Vista

2002-10-23T11:06:00.000-05:00

Oh shit......
It worked............

You might actually be able to read this now..........

The search for (PH)ilanthropists continues

Check out the argyle pateint leather socks

xoxoxox

2002-10-23T11:03:00.000-05:00

Hey I'm messing with my settings

Just trying to Figure out,

How to make this easier on the eyes.

2002-10-23T11:01:00.000-05:00

I just logged on and the "homeless guy " had just posted. Thats kinda cool. He's all famous.............................. Ok the real reason I am on this machine is because I have been having these dreams where I am hanging out with a bunch of people..... and one of the people is Nikka Costa. The weird thing is she doesn't look like Nikka Costa ( these would turn into sex dreams if she did). Anyway the otherr people in the dreams, some of them I know others are more like extras. This mornings dream was wierd, the long part of it is kinda a blur, but towards the end Ms.Costa and I got into a free syle battle. It started that this guy was droppin' beats on the drumset so I grabbed the mic and was waxing the lame whiteboy flows..... A minute or two after Nikka and he had shared a laugh and she was walking away the guy looks at me and laughs and says "Yo, Nikka said she could rip you!". I turned to Ms.Costa who iss exiting the room at that point and ask her if she thinks she could "rip me". She smiles and says yes. So I hand her the mike and the drum guy starts this jazzy quiet beat that is barely audible. Nikka goes but her whole rhyme is mumbled and muffled, barely audible you know? The she is done and I haven't understood a word, but its my turn so I ask for a little bit more of a beat. The Drummer gets more complicated but no louder and I hesitate, examining the situation, and launch into this battle rap. I reign supreem against nikka. Weird......................

2002-10-23T01:26:00.000-05:00

On a clear night in Nashville I can look up and see the moon an stars and then pee in the back yard while i freeze..............

2002-10-22T15:41:00.000-05:00

So yes I have digressed into posting silly ass slam poetry. I have also started another blog that will remain unidentified until further notice....... it is way worse than this! Its all "poetry"......... way worse though and much more vulgar. Here is a hint its inspired by N.W.A. thats all you get though........ I got the boat driver job and a job at fed ex............ work til you bleed is my new motto......... some how i will find time to do the art crap too! That is numero uno........ well that and getting money for grad school.......... and getting into a masters program....... I would ideally find a m.f.a. program in being a well rounded artist you know fine art, graphicy stuff, film, being sexy, blah blah blah......... soon there will be very regulated hours that i accept phone calls....... poop......... the sign at fed ex said "items not allowed: pagers, cell phones, drugs, alcohol, blah blah blah" and some one had writen on with a permanent marker " no nike products"........ awesome well thats about it for now. here is a poem to keep with the trend.......................................... get up.............. get in touch............ old friends are the best......... especially the unexpected phone calls.......... espeacially the one when somebody is moveing to new york............ that means i am inviting myself............. if you don't want visitors don't tell me where you're at........... i'll show up eventually............... i am so on top of shit............ our knee deep.............. either way though!
xoxoxoxoxox

2002-10-22T15:25:00.000-05:00

fecal face..... yep you heard correct....... nice site....... new distraction........ I got two jobs........ new distractions........ nation of ulyses used to say that sleep was our enemy........... now I won't ever sleep........ you sleep= you suck........ I work= I win....... me+ a gun= who needs friends....... kids+ guns= national past time......... gun obsessed nation?.........obsessed gun nuts........ oh yeah check the mefid.......... need to get some old tribe on cd........ can't use my record players in another state...... poetry....... or piss poor thought process....... lets just call it slam...... it makes me look cooler...........

2002-10-22T01:14:00.000-05:00

late night time waster..... should be asleep........ i can't do the shut eye much these days........... if I was "home" it might help....... at least then i'd have accomplices..... and I wouldn't be afraid to have some drinks....... and hit on girls that I sort of know......... nope.......... but then I "needed" to move.......... or so the story goes........ now adays I can always crawl in bed with Hanif Kurieshi..........

2002-10-21T13:55:00.000-05:00

I got an interveiw tomorrow..... the guy didn't tell me anything on the phone..... lets just say the job market is shady........ being slack to the extrem......... bloggin' and login' on to beausia.com.......an' then bittin'......... not too excitin'........... if only all the filanthropists in the world were my best friends then who would need a job? not me........... but at the same time thats a wack attitude to have..... how you gonna live off your friends..........and another thing how come so many peeople use your for you are........dude it's spelled you're............ check the lone ranger styles.............. "go west young man" means further than tennessee......... but everybody keeps ssaying you need more mulah to do what you want............ and yes my mom probably does think i'm an asshole and no i don't think i am able to relocate to northern italy.......... so i probably wouldn't be very well suited ffor a job at desil............. no big deal i will one day be bigger than jesus........ in fact i am right now if he actualy did walk the earth.......... because by now he is not much more than some dust and a pile of hair......... my weight is close to 200 pounds give or tke a few............ one day i will have an ideal life............ a house and picket fence plus what ever the little lady wants......... for now i'll be content to rock the blog spot............... dot...................... com

2002-10-20T02:19:00.000-05:00

One more quick bitchy rant..... well this rant and I'm outta smokes........ Ok a lot of people put whole freakin' songs on their blogs..... most of these songs are wack...... how bout from now on you should only put the hecka good parts of songs..... a few bands that you should qoute are public enemy, black flag, old rock n roll, <----- thats not a band its a genre, ummmm, N.W.A., coldplay and any thing thats better than that wack ass american idol crap or what ever

2002-10-20T01:47:00.000-05:00

One quick rant I am about sick of almost every high school blogger using the terms "fag"', "faggoty", and "gay". Not really for the politically correct reasons. Its just stupid, there are better words to use to discuss why you don't like what ever it is that you don't like.
The only times I don't have a problem with the use of these words are: a) the user is gay; b) was born before 1980 and grew up listening to the descendants or other not really homophobic punk rock that used the term gay to put down jocks and stuff; c) those are the two instances I don't absolutly find utterly stupid. a) is the best of the 2 and b) is stupid but it sorta works......... nobody reads this anyway ......... is anybody listening?

2002-10-20T01:05:00.000-05:00

Today was rainy, gray and cold. Beautiful in a Picasoesque way. I "woke up a late at about noon (just new that I had to be in compton soon)". Hung around the house for a while. After deciding that I really had to do something today I went down town to the Frist Center. That is this museum here in Nashvegas. The have a Whistler, Sargent, and Steer show on loan from the Tate. Amazing! The Sargent study of Mme. So and so (I can't remember her name but it was the study for Madame X) oh my lord. There was hardly any paint on the canvas and still it was one of my favorite paintings to be veiwed in a long time. I wasn't really all that keen on this Steer character, his stuff was ok but kind of boring. It just wasn't as cohesive s Sargent and Whistler, basically he switched up his style and didn't seem to ever develope anything. Then there was Whistler, I have so much respect for him. His paintings blew the roof off the place. The "Nocturne" series were some of the most beautiful paintings ever. His portraits, espeacialy "Harmony in gray and green; Miss Cicely Alexander", were amazing, froom paaint application to composition. Then I came to his prints.......... I had seen some of these in Washington, but all around this was much better. There were far more, two huge rooms. The show of prints encompased his "Vinice series: parts one and two". The later in the series was so beautiful it was acctually "nocturne" prints, etchings and lithographs. It's shows like this that make me glad to be alive and want to make art. A short walk up the stairs and I saw another excelent exibition by Andy Goldsworthy. He rocked my legs. He had the photos for which he is well known along with some small sculptures and a couple of instalations. The larger of the instalations took up about three forths of the floor space in on room in the gallery. It was comprised of a lot of sticks. Ha! Who'd a thunk it. But seriously,the sticks were aranged in a square with the center sticks charred and forming a circle with in the square. His photos were displayed in pairs. One would be the "art" photo and the other would show the site. Also there were a few small sculptures that hee had constructed from leaves. Wow. Nashville don't stop the rock! In the gift shop I bought postcards. While I was looking at the cards a book fell off the shelf and one of the ladies that worked there came over to put it back. She said it happens at least once a day. I asked her if it was haunted. She said she was starting to think so. Then when I was paying the other woman told me I should go to church to meet people. She told me that it was a good place to meet good people. Um.......... yeah. I also baby sat for a while today. We saw deer in front of the house and then drew and played for a few hours. I like kids. Buenos noches.
xoxoxoxox

2002-10-19T12:46:00.000-05:00

Deconstructing the Post-modern Ethos..............................................................................................................................................................
Nope not really. What I need to do is get a better grip on this blog crap so my shit looks better. I am going out now. No more sitting around.

2002-10-19T01:25:00.000-05:00

Blah Blah Blah............

Heres one for all the art kids who probably don't read this...... There is a book you need to steal.... Its called Artist's and Graphic Designer's Market. It has all kindsa listings for free lance work. Check it. Also check this site out

http://www.guerrillanews.com/white_america/

Its got a funny eminem video..... it also has a bunch of kinda paranoid news articles.
I usually choose to not follow much news but this stuff is interesting if nothing else.
Tomorrow I am going to the museum and the park...... or maybe looking around the NSH. In the evening I am going to baby sit. Ha! middle school style. I am getting stoked on internet radio..... I'm sure I am about five years late on this but some of the stuff I hear is bombin'. Blah thats it. I am going to bed. Well to read in bed. I can't sleep very well lately. Rock over London, Rock on Chicago, Verizon, Can you hear me now?

2002-10-17T15:02:00.000-05:00

I got a boat driving job...... as long as I pass my (hair) drug test. Please baby, baby please! Well if not fuck you opryland. Its kinda fucked up cause I quit smoking dope a while ago...... but these fucking tests go back like 3 months...... AAAAArrrggghhhhh stupid invasion of privacy........ You know its frustrating as fuck that somebody guves you a job and you have to sweat for a few days to get shit ass results..... either way I know the result......if I fail Its cause I used to smoke refer, if I pass I could have told you that I didn't and we could have left it at that.......... saving me a) time and b) money, saving you the company money..... so what the fuck? I am going to listen to f.y.p. and scream along to "rules schmules"........ On a lighter note I think I scared this old lady that lives near my dad..... I was outside talking on the phone and having a fag (thats english for a ciggarette), she was stare-ing at me from her garage so I waved, but I was on the phone so I didn't go introduce myself........ she closed her garage door before I could say hi........ I don't look that tough...... I certainly don't look mean...... and I don't have a white van with a ladder rack on top....................p.s. the sniper guy is white, not arab. he is not a terrorist (well not the way people tend to think of terrorists these days), he probably worked for the U.S. government in some way, and I think that the media and our govt. are just as much terrorists as anyone else, they are spreading terror and panic in the namr of god, country and ratings................POOP ON THAT!

2002-10-17T00:30:00.000-05:00

Bwa Ha Ha HA hahahah hah ahah haha hah AHAh hah Ha hHAhahaHa.............fuck that last post cause i found my favorite blog yet better than any thig out ever........

http://hezokittie.blogspot.com/

Check it....... this shit is the hotness............ Put a smile on my face immediately!!! check the archives, check the method...... I got bad cholesterol so check it....................Woooooo Haaaaaa

2002-10-16T23:59:00.000-05:00

Cell phones..............Remember before everyone had one? Brain cancer was a freak occurance, people wrote letters (I guess e-mail is just as responsable for that problem), and it was so much harder to get in touch with everybody but so much more fulfilling when you did. Well it is still fulfilling to talk to good friends but I guess the harder it is the sweeter the reward. The worst thing is when you are in the middle of a conversation and your battery dies. Who cares? I know, I know, this is a silly thing to bitch about but whine whine whine....
How about this my step-nephew is in kindergarten and gets a report card with all kinds of grades on it. I may have gotten a report card when I was his age but I dont think it was more critical than "plays well with others" and "has ok manners" or some non-discript crap. Why is there so much emphasis placed on sucess? A friend asked me why everybody wants to get rich...... the reason is we don't know what else to do. Sucess= material gain. There are hardly ever happy mariages any more..... the come from conveniance, collateral gain, or a feeling of desperation. For real........ Half of the "briliant" things i say are from rap songs or some crap like that...... you know what though fuck angst, fuck being jaded, fuck despair, fuck this, fuck feeling like crap..... sometimes I wish it was more socially acceptable to cry.... sometimes I think it would be better if we all made out.....I remember when Pat did his blog he never sounded that happy when he was writing it but he always seemed ok when we talked... I think I understand tht a little more now..... this is a cathartic excercise........ I think about peace corps more and more why not wehat do I have to lose? nothing.............nothing at all...............I am going to bed.........I have an interveiw........... I miss my friends, I miss Im, I miss brent, I miss ben< I miss sam, I miss hala, I miss paul martyka,I miss my mom, I miss Rock hill(?), I miss it all..........well maybe I am not going to bed yet.......... this is pathetic I am such a baby when I start talking like this...... I wasn't supposed to look back.......... I am a pillar of salt......... I want to run away to another country....... I want to gt back to the land..... lets start a comune........... I guess part of my problem is that I have never had a home town...... I moved around about every eight years or so.... My parents got divorce when I was 13........ I don't think I've had a friendship last more than 8 years, aaaaarrrggghhh!!!! If you read this please just ignore it.......................I need to go back to school........generation disenchanted.........................
xoxoxoxoxo

2002-10-16T21:25:00.000-05:00

I miss my cats...... well my cat and my mom's too...... I even miss them fighting of course I miss a buncha people but thats to silly to list all that....................I'm busy looking up really important stuff on the infawebway but I just wanted to bitch for a sec................. who reads this any way???

2002-10-16T16:36:00.000-05:00

Alright! I interveiwed at the Opryland hotel this morning...... Well first I woke up kinda late but I woke up to a phone call from Im..... It's so nice to hear from her, and frequently! Friends make everything great.... I've also heard from Mike Earl, and gotten e-mails from a buch of folks. But back to the job situation..... I walked half a mile, excercise is the best thing out these days, it puts me in such a good mood almost instantly. I ate breakfast.... went and got my hair cut so I at least looked presentable, and it was off to Opryland...... Well I had to look through this book and pick out a job that I wanted. I had been told that Bell Services would hire me, but all those positions had been filled..... oh well, the offered me a job doing tours on this fake river boat ride. I am supposed to go back for another interveiw tomorrow at 10 a.m.

I also went by the Loews Vanderbilt Plaza Hotel. they told me to come back friday morning at 10. The lady there kinda freaked out because I went through some backwards way. I didn't really do anything wrong, except not sign in with security, one of the hotels employees took me down there. That lady was a bit of a bitch, oh well.

So maybe I'll become a "Riverboat Capitan" of sorts. That would be fie with me for now...... not like I'll do that shit for ever but it is a nice laid back shit job for now. Plus I can get another job to supplement it. Also CMT (yes country music television....or whatever) films there christmas special there.....on the boats I will drive, none the less. So ya'll can see me on T.V. around x-mas, maybe. Ha! that would be some shit.

By the way if you read this and are a philanthropist I would be glad to have some donations..... I am willing to travel anywhere, paint and draw, write blogs and travel diaries, and live off you as long as you want. more on that later.
xoxoxoxox

2002-10-16T00:42:00.000-05:00

ummm ok I hope you all can read this cause I am getting a http/1.1 500 server error.......eeekk......(insert my face making dismayed look)...............Damn it..........I am fixing to be in shape, well not imediately but I ran/ walked 1.75 miles today........ I have been getting really into this blogging stuff..... not only am I publishing a lot, I am also reading a bunch of other peoples blogs the best so far is http://hipstersareannoying.blogspot.com/.......hopefully that worked as a link but if not type it into your place where you put in addresses...it's well worth it..... that girl can write! and it's funny too..............Well whats new? Not much really....I went to apply at opryland hotel today....I was told that if I apply for a bell hop job then I will get the job! yeah for years of school to carry bags! ha! its not so bad though....... Once I found the hotel I was amazed....waterfalls inside..... "that shits dope dude" as a good friend of mine once said.
I did get lost as fuck trying to find the place though.... it wasn't al bad however, I got to see a buch of grafitti and am trying to figure out why some stuff gets buffed while other stuff stays up for a while......who knows.... maybe it has to do with how hard it is to get to a spot....
I have made a new marker..... I would say invented but its really a variation on a "mop"..... a mop is a liquid shoe polish applicator, the kind with the sponge at the top.....you empty it and pour in you favorite ink/ mark making liquid..... my variation is using a small container of stuff that cleans the soles of your sneakers..... I got mine from finish line but I am sure there are other brands..... It makes a circular dot that is about 1/4-1/2 an inch wide.....lines are same thickness and vary in length...... The "ink" is not really ink at all....It is glass etching acid, another bit i bit from other writers..... the best part about it is that the results are not immediate, it goes on clear and in a minute or two there is some decay to what ever surface it was applied to.....It creates beautiful drips and works on meatle and glass...............well thats it for my continueing essays on the retro trend of grafitti, maybe next time some thiing about how mama jokes are retro.....
xoxoxoxox

2002-10-15T12:20:00.000-05:00

I can't fix my settings so its not as late as it would appear...........later

2002-10-15T12:07:00.000-05:00

Hey.......I just got up a little while ago.....smoked a ciggarette and ran half a mile......trying to stop sweating before I shower......ummmm I bet everyone wants to know about how bad I am sweating..........well I guess after I clean up its on to more job hunting.....then I will.... probably be back here in front of my trusty computer............ Oh yeah................................................................................................................

2002-10-14T21:07:00.000-05:00

"RISE ABOVE: 24 black flag songs to benefit the west memphis three" - This is where its at kids! Mother Superior (a.k.a. the 3/4 of the rollins band) provide the music for 23 of the songs, there are different singers on most of the songs. Henry Rollins does a few solo and a few duets. This is a great album because: a) its covers of black flag songs and black flag is one of the best bands ever, b) the singers add a bit of their own style to each song c) the songs are updated with slight variations on lyrics ( such as thte shows that are named in "T.V. party" and mike patton finishes "six pack" with the line "......nah, fuck it make it a zima"). A few high lights are: Ice- T doing "police story", Hank Williams III doing "no values", Tim and lars from rancid rock out "no more", and the unexpected Ryan Adams (?!) does"nervous breakdown". the Ryan Adams song is the only one that doesn't soud like it could have been recorded by Black Flag but it is hauntingly beautiful. Ok anyway the proceeds go to help in the defence of the West Memphis three. Instead of trying toexplain that situation I will suggest that you go to WM3.org (I will link it soon). I hardly ever go for this kind of thing but I started reading their site and from what I read it looks like crooked criminal justice to me..... yes sometimes its easier to blame anybody than to find the true perp and if I learned anything from "Law and Order" it's that the first suspects are never the guilty party. Seriously though have a look for yourself and then listen to the cd cause to quote some of my best friends "That shits dope, dude!"

2002-10-14T17:18:00.000-05:00

First day that I did anything in Nashville......Looked for a job a bit....got some applications and turned one in......Chilis told me to come back tomorrow after two...I think I got an interveiw there.....hmmmm..... It's Rebeca's birthday.... I went to the mall and got her a candle and holder.... the girl in the store there was hecka nice..... She gave me the heads up on the job ops...... She even gave me her copy of the scene.... thats Nashville's creative loafing......... oh yeah I went into Tower Records to get an application, While I was in there I picked up the "Rise Above" compilation...more later time for me to rest.......................blah blah blog
xoxoxoxox

2002-10-14T02:18:00.000-05:00

"holy calamity scream in sanity all you ever gonna be is another great fan to me.........bear witness"-dj shadow, handsome boy modleing school
"modeling sucks, modeling sucks"-handsome boy modling school
I may start really trying to use better gramar, and spellling. I do not try to spell things wrong on purpose, I have just looked at way to many blogs that say shit like "da"for the and other stupid crap! Its sort of funny once in a while but some of that stuff gets old really fast. The only words that you should use that are spelled incorrectly on purpose are: sorta, hella, kinda, any thing that is a shortened version of a word combined with "-a" for of, well that stuff and any thing that is spelled to sound the way snoop dogg and all the new "rapper", hip- popper cats sound when thet talk.

I should be a sleep. I said I was going, instead I read other peoples blogs. now I am typing again and listening to trains roll by softly in the nihgt wishing I was in my safe little grafitti playground/ train yard.....wishing I was hoping trains with some one and holding hands...... wishing I was hopping a train for that old carolina town....... wishing I knew where I was every time I hopped a train.... well as that lonesome whistle blows I hang my head and cry..........

well enough sappy, silly, blah blah blah.

Its cold and there are no more ciggarettes in my car or my pockets, its late and my neck is getting sore, something and i am complaining.
To all my friends, I feel fine......
xoxoxox

2002-10-14T01:29:00.000-05:00

oh yeah stencils and grafitti are now retro....everyone do it.....art is mundane

2002-10-14T01:27:00.000-05:00

Break.....from......blog...typing strength.....returning......Alright....."Guess Who's Back...Back Again" nope it's not slim shady....sorry I watched some "behind the musik" type show about eminem this morning....at least I ran for a little while before doing that though........So anywho....I am now in Nashville, Tennessee......sorta like an arrested developement song......hmmmm I've been feeling kinda bukowskiesque lately......you know the drunk......writer..... well any way went out with sam and chalane (sic) and her room mate robbin.....started drinking at the white horse, saw martyka there......martyka is the best sometimes...... he shows up at just the right times........I had a gift certificate to use up at white horse so I spent the $9.63 that was left on that and about 6 bucks more there but 4 mix drinks for 6 bucks is alright in my book..... well from there we hit for what its......ummmm metro grille, sorry that place is still for what its worth no matter what any body says......lotsa drinks there....beers, shots, whatever.......left there cause the were closing.....by the way big shot outs to the dep squad members.... the fuck does dep squad mean though....find out and tell me..... seriously......anyway, sorry this is no kinda punctuation or gramar....if you want that ummmm I'll e mail you my journal entries and you can type em for me and change em how ever you want.....but back to the story.....I was glad i hadn't (word?) driven cause I was drunk and it was raining...... Hala pulled up to get molly and latelly its been my routine to jump in hala's car when i am drunk....well thats like 2 or 3 times in the recent weeks.....we went to the silver dollar from there and meet every one......Frank and gio walked in dirty as hell..... soaked to the bone and covered in sand.....evedently mud wrestling on the way to the bar.........any way I way smooth as usually, and had all the fly game, you know the mcright style of get drunk, scream insults, and show off my astonding charm while lounging on top of my friends.....yeah boyeee, its amazing people talk to me at all after a few drinks..... blah blah blah.... more mix drink, shot, and beer madness. Sam had me keepin the boys away.....you gotta love sam though....he is the most cool and down to earth kid ever.... plus he know every movie made and he knows whats up with "falling down" ......any way left there...............................................................the next morning woke up drunk as fuck...... doh! stumbled outta bed...... down the hall....... drank hella water.....didn't really help matters........talked for a while......you know it sucks that when you are leaving a place you open up and meet/ or get to know people better and then you just peace out a day or two later.........gotta ride to my car........drove to school had to get up with ben for web stuff..... parked.....walked across stewart ave......threw up all over the place and started thinking about the charles bukowski story where he is on some college campus throwing up while propping him self up on a tree and all these college girls are walking by and saying things and stareing and giggling.......thats pretty much where i was but at least I wasn't drunk any more........evidently reed was out that night to I missed him.......if any one reads this and sees him tell him to get in touch w/ me! friday night was much slower im and i went to see "igby goes down".......after that movie all my friends are getting contracts from me.....no not really....it at the manor....read catcher in the rye and go see it but be ready to be depressed.....after that we went to sushi 101 and ate.....i dropped her off......went to sams and we were going to work but ended up watching tv till 3 am and i went to bed...........then i packed my car and moved to nashville, I didn't think i would but I miss rock hill(?) yeah i said it.......so every body move over here......now....or not but really i miss you all.......I am getting employeed soon and then will be kid napping people for a while so let me know if you are really opposed to coming here or you might get snatched up..........On my drive i was gonna pick up this dirty hippy that was hitch hiking only about 45- 50 miles from ashville, n.c. and thats where hee was headed but i had no room sorry hippy, take a bath......ok it is 1:21 here and by my watch thats still 2:21 and i have to get up and find a job!!!! night night lovely people....these posts will one day be much more organized.....maybe........ get in touch soon!
xoxoxoxox

2002-10-10T01:27:00.000-05:00

aaarrrggghhh..... i will learn this sshit till its perfect until then...... "fuck fuck FUCK"- propaghandi

2002-10-10T01:25:00.000-05:00

the art of making stencils.....
the easiest way to start is to learn to think in reverse
the get your picture
learn photoshop to a basic degree
posterize
mess with contrast and threshhold.....
print it
cut it
paint it
martha stewart ain't got shit.......

2002-10-05T18:26:00.000-05:00

S-L-A-C-K.......Thats how I'm feeling..... In some ways I am excited to be going to nashville, In others it is not that great. I talked to my friend Eveline today. She is in second grade. She asked me how i was feeling about moving and I had to say kind of sad (that was partly a ploy to get her to write me a letter I must admit but its true). She asked me to wait a little longer to move so she could meet me again and again and again. She then said that she wished she lived closer to me and her jeje (sic). I am sad to leave my friends here, and my mom and there is something about this town that is good. I spent a large part of yesterday just driving around. I was down by the biggest train yard because there was a train that had just rolled into town and I was looking for graf. I saw Reed on my way up there and he followed me. We sat and talked for a long time occasionaly throwing rocks or bottles at the tracks and train cars. That is one activity that I have only seen boys do but it transcends all time. The first time I saw it happen I was going to Philadelphia from New York on a train. As I sat staring out the window I heard rocks hitting the windows of the car I was in and saw a bunch of young kids on the edge of the tracks. I had to laugh....most of the othe passengers seemed annoyed or to be ignoring it but I was thinking "hell yeah". The second time I remember witnessing rock throwing is really serveral occasion in the six month period that I went to decatur high school, near atlanta. Anyway every morning all of the kids that lived on my side of town would walk to school and most of us would hang out at this gas station across two streets and a set of tracks from the school. Most of us were trying to smoke as many ciggeretts as possible before the first bell. Well every morning as we stumbled towards the schoolin that half waking stupor there would be a train barreling down the tracks quite often making the slower or the ones who had little concern with being on time late for school. as a result we had a few minutes of down time befor we could go any where. To kill this boredom we would pick up what ever was around to throw at our obstical as thought that would make it pass faster. Gravel, bottles , sticks, bigger rocks,if there had been appliances I'm sure they would have gone to. It was one time of the day that I felt no tension with any one around me. The comradere (sic) that comes from joining with others and doging chunks of rock and shards of glass while not falling into train cas is a beautiful thing......
hugs and kisses till next time,
bill

2002-10-02T02:48:00.000-05:00

Hey if any body reads this and knows how I can put a link so people can e mail me..... e mail me and let me know
my e mail is mcrightb@yahoo.com...... But I will probably be getting a new one soon because yahoo is crap!

2002-10-02T02:22:00.000-05:00

Ah..... it seems mostly what these blogs are good for is whining and bitching. Oh well....... I was just reading another blog by this erica character, "the girl with kalidascope eyes". She was saying that she is confused and a junior in college...... I just graduated and I am conounded in trying to make any life decisions.... some days I want to just say to hell with it anfd join the army, I mean it's an awfully bad time to do that but every body used to have to do that back in "the good old days"....... When I am old I hope to look back and be all stoked on these times but I am disillusioned as hell right now! No cancel that I hope to be having such a good time that I don't look back unless its on the really good parts. I think that's how things go though, you start to forget all the really shitty stuff and focus on the good parts. I think that the theme of disillusionment runs rampant through this generation. Most of my friends, all of whom I consider very intelligent, seem to be lacking direction in the same way I am. Its really strange, I had all these visions of go to college, get a job immediately, get rich, get married (why? i was raised by ministers..... thats all I can come up with), start pumpin' out the kids...... I now am reassesing (sic) these ideas and don't know what I was thinking. Now i would be happy to fall in love, do reasonably well, get a decent amount of money (and credit cards), start my own business, and stop smoking....... ah how our ideals change. I was thinking the other day about why I started smoking and I think it was because I though it looked cool, my mom told me that she had used to, and then I had been told not to. I don't think that pressing issues with kids is the best way to teach them but then again what do I know about child rearing (sic)? Back to the things I want topic for a minute being famous could probably satisfy me for a long time because of all the things that come with it......man I gotta go to bed its 3:16 in the am and I gotta do some things tomorrow....... this insomnia is a killer......... player hater.........stream of concious......hope you flood into a river of unconcious.......I wish there were two of me...... one to get things done and one to sleep all day........ and night
xoxoxox

2002-10-01T14:02:00.000-05:00

Oh yeah last night patrick was telling me hat he heard a story on NPR about how the infamous "they" were doing tests on chimpanzees by giving them ecstacy........candy raver chimps......HA!

2002-10-01T13:49:00.000-05:00

Been a couple days since my last posting.....oh well
Went to work yesterday at a screen printing place that I have done some temp work at before...... It seems every time i go in there the owner acts like I have gotten dumber and am some how retarded. No matter how many times I have done whatever mundane, mindless task. I mean really one would think after working there on and off for the last six months he wold realize that I work hard but I guess thats why every one there hates him and even his highest payed employee has told me that he has been on the verge of walking out many times. I know I need money but there are a few things that its just not worth doing and being screamed at over nothining and getting belittled for five to eight hours is one of them. I suppose that the owner of said establishment has an awful reputation around town. In fact I hear that everyone in the industry that knows him hates his guts. Well sorry you're short handed buddy but Napolean syndrome has never been a character trait that I admired or wanted to be around. For some one so concerned with production you have little to no understanding of morale. Oh and pretending to offer me a job yet again is not really enough to get me to come in. I know at the end of the week that I will get the same old story......."Well Bill, I'd really like to offer you a job but we just don't have the work to justify hirring another person right now.... I don't want to hire you and then have to let you go in three months...." (read that last bit with an anoying english accent).... man "I've heard it all before"......
Next item up for my playa hating today..... Fuck Limp Bizkut...... or jobs that use them to advertise....... After answering an add in the news paper that had the headline "Limp Bizkut Attitude" I interveiwed and was told that I would be called to schedual the second part of my interveiw..... well after a couple weeks and no call I decided to call them and see what te deal was......" If you haven't heard from us by now you weren't accepted".......Ok well thats cool and all I really would have had no problem hearing that I wasn't good enough to do it all for the nookie after the interveiw.... I am infact relieved that I don't have a "limp bizkut attitude".....All I wanted was your money anyway I guess in this situation I had more of a "gold digger attitude"
On a lighter note I did have a really good week end.... happy birthday sam...... hella good celebration that included drunken birthday whoopins for sam (well actually he whooped me and then the cop that live accross the streeet from him came out and said that he was going to write us tickets if we weren't careful.....to bad he wasn't on duty), "redecoration" of the silver dollar, me and hala hopping a train riding it for a short way then walking back holding hands so she culd steady herself while trying to balance on the rail, and then more drunken wrestling while I watchd from the porch........
Also sam is painting a portait of me..... ben is hooking up some web design...... and I am about ready to dig ditches or wait tables...... Wanna buy some art?

2002-09-28T14:23:00.000-05:00

When I was younger, like a little kid to high school, I thought I would be married by the time I finished college, or soon there after. Now I question if it will ever happen, and if I really want to be married at all. The things that are the most important to me about a relationship like that would be mainly having some one that I was that close to, but why does it have to be supported by an institution that is about control and money more than it is about equality and love? To be completely honest I want a good friend that I can share things with and cuddle up with at night. The best thing about love is the silly happiness that comes with it. That feeling in your throught that is overwhelming and you just have to smile it feels so right. thats it for now i just had to mention that.............

2002-09-28T00:42:00.000-05:00

that last entry with all the i's was sposed to be a picture but it didn't work............ obviously
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2002-09-28T00:41:00.000-05:00

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insomnia..................................................................................................................................................................................

2002-09-28T00:36:00.000-05:00

I sold a buncha records today, Mike gave me $50 bucks I ended up getting Bouncing Souls, The Who, and a CKY dvd and some cash. I saw John and Britty at the record store, they are so cute....they said they'd work in a part for me in their performance piece....to bad I'm leaving maybe I could come back for that though.
Evidently opium is starting to replace weed as the drug of choice.....thats kinda funny since there are all those commercials that talk about drug money supporting terrorists....and a fair amount of opium comes from Afganistan..........
I want to see Sweet Home Alabama..... I am listening to access hollywood as i write this.....kid rock and pamela anderson are vacationing in turkey and kid rock is fighting with papiratzi.....ahh what a rough life.....whatever
I watched this "behind the music" about carson daily today......he seems much cooler than i thought......he doesn't like the stuff he plays but he is getting payed.....i love pop culture.....
blah blah blog......
xoxox,

2002-09-26T16:06:00.000-05:00

A coworker asked me if i knew where to get any weed last night......seeing as i haven't smoked in more than a month and haven't bought any thing in way longer than that....I had to say sorry but no......then the stories began.....evidently its really dry right now, so dry infact that the infamous "they" have put up billboards that say "think it's dry now? just wait till next month".....everyone who was asked about finding some smoke had the same story.......well if you ask me its utterly ridiculous that taxpayer money is being spent on trash like that..... its one thing that refer is illegal....ok...... not that i think it really should be but thats neither here nor there..... but come on law enforcement officials do you really have to put up billboards? and why are you so concerned about marijuana when there are much more exciting and destructive drugs like crack cocane that destroy communities?

you smoke crack = you are either jeb bush's daughter (i need to learn her name) and can afford it or you are more likely already living the "high life" below poverty lines and end up having to steal or whore your self for that next sweet hit

you smoke weed = it costs a lot less in comparison, you don't do much but sit on the couch, you go to sleep.

If you argue that weed is a gateway drug then fine you are forcing the people who smoke weed to go find a new way to get high......
well maybe not but it could happen....and any way i'd rather be stuck with a bunch of pot heads than a bunch of crack heads any day!!! p.s. strom thurmond is about to be 100 years old..... not that i wish him a particularly happy birth day but man he is old

2002-09-26T15:23:00.000-05:00

damn it... i got to used to my mac and double clicking..... all that gets me when trying to use a pc is double posting....sorry

2002-09-26T15:17:00.001-05:00

Ungh....Tis morning I awoke to a ringing phone.....It was the dentists office calling me to tell me that I could come in early because they had finished with the patient that was before me. Dentists are really shady. I went six months ago and they had a list of high priced repairs that I should get done right away..... seeing how I loath every time I step into a dentists office I blew it of until my six month check up yesterday...... Well yesterday they tell me that there is only one thing that has to be filled.... no caps or crowns or what ever..... the platnum grill they said I had to get can wait I guess......Soooo..... I go in about a half an hour earlier than expected this morning and we decide to do two fillings seeing that half my mouth will be numb.....I sit down watch a little price is right and get numbed up.....then the dentist comes in and tells me he is gonna put some thing in my mouth to make it more comfortable........ He proceeds to stick some tiny piece of metal in my mouth.... well first he drops it in my mouth and all I can think is "don't swallow that, it will tear you up the way that spiked metal krusty-o did barts stomach"...... the doc then gets out a "u" shaped thing and stretches a dental dam (rectangular piece of latex that the safe sex manuals from your colleges health department will tell you are very important when going down on a girl)..... The contraption he eventually installed in my mouth easily covered my whole mouth and in all reality made it much easier for the assistant to splash water and what ever else was supposed to be going in my mouth all over my face.....for some reason all this crap in my mouth made me feel like I was gonna be the next unknowing subject of some dental fetish web site......maybe you'll be seeing me soon......

2002-09-26T15:17:00.000-05:00

2002-09-25T14:18:00.000-05:00

Well this is apparentlly addictive as all get out, plus i think that I might actually teach my self to type a hell of a lot better if i keep this up.Since my last post i checked the mail and put another nail in my coffin. While checking he mail I discovered a catalog for seless junk that we got. Who oreders the stuff that Miles Kimball has to offer? The only thing I saw that could be of any use was the hand held "postage scale" and doubt that a lot of dope dealers look through this kind of garbage and say "Hey I've been needing to get a new set of scales. Come on. Not that I really hate America all that much but don't we have better things to waste our time and money on? If you have to much money and need to waste it please send some my way because I can think of about a million things that i woul like to do with it. I promise to not be completely selfish...... I will take some people to dinner, build some frames for the art that I've been making for way to long with out trying to preserve it, and push amercan culture forward.

Also what is wrong with the Bush family as a whole? George H.W. Bush.....old, idiot, fatehr to idiotic off spring. Geoge W. Bush.....war monger, idiot son of an asshole, not my presient. We should not be going on crusades against terror, especially being lead by a terrorist. If this is a war on terror wouldn't it be a good idea to oust Bush? It is mildly amusing that we are attacking countries that we supported when they were fighting other people......ok lets move on..... Jeb Bush......ok first of all your name is Jeb, your daughter smokes crack (that is awful maybe you should quit your career in politics and spend time with your daughter, what kind of "family values" does this family really have?), youobviously are crooked and like to rig elections, you could have got away with putting your brother into the presidents office but then you had to go and throw another election..... I think Jello Biafra and the Dks said it best when they titled the album "bedtime for democracy"

Enough ranting since I am about to have to be in the car a long time anybody who wants to donate mix tapes, cds, or money(see above) get in touch. Also anyone in Nashville, Tn. that has some job leads or spare time lemme know..... same for those of you in need of a room mate...

Considering how much free time I currently have I Should be posting a good bit in the next few weeks.... keep up with me if you can.....
Anybody who can give me any pointers on blogging/ web design get in touch.

By the way if an independant party was to get five percent of the vote nextime there was a presidental election said party would the receive government funding. not that i am to hip on politics/ politicians in general but wouldn't it be nice to have more than two morons running for office?

2002-09-25T13:36:00.000-05:00

Ok, Lets see. Pat hipped me to the idea of blogging last night and Ithoght what the hell I am to lazy/ busy(?) to do a zine right now so I might as well do this. Also I have been putting off doing any journal writing so tis can go that route as well.... After reading a buch of cometbus and haili (little punk rock journal like zines) I've been itching to do work on some writing and self publishing.......Any who... I am about to embark on a get outta dodge type mission.... Move to Nashville, Tn. from Rock Hill, Sc..... I need a change of scenery.....I only know oh 3 -5 people there the closest in age is at least 10 years older than me but i figure what the hell.....out of th frying pan into the forrest fire. I handed in my verbal 2 weeks notice at work yesterday. Steve (the owner of contagious graphics.....punk rock printing in charlotte,nc check out http://contagiousgraphics.com/) looked at me and said " fuck you.....you can't leave" then went on to not really care all that much. I had bases covered tryng to get pat a few extra hours and keep every body happy. Oh well I really like every body at work and sort of even enjoy work but folding t-shirts for death metal bands and churches is not my idea of a career. I guess its off to a new place and another job....well at least theres room for change..... I am gonna miss a lot of people here (well at least a few) but rather than dwell on how bad its gonna suck to not be with them I am just gonna make the best of what time i have left and its not like i won't be able to come back or make some of them come see me.....because I can't return to this place to often.