October 3rd 2003
Finally saw the surgeon. Arigato's suggestion of a bionic toe made the doctor laugh, and it's not that far from the truth. I have a bone infection not a cyst after all. I get surgery next week hopefully. They have to chop out large pieces of the bone in my big toe and replace it with a bone graft of a dead persons toe (YAY DEAD PEOPLE TOE) along with chunks of antibiotic bone stuff. The fear here is if the infection is too bad and the bone is dead, they will have to chop off my whole big toe. Thats kind of freaky. I guess if anything had to be chopped off of me I should be fucking happy its just a big toe and not an arm or a leg or something serious, just a toe right? But god damn, i grew that damn thing myself. I don't want to lose it. One less nasty toenail clipping on the floor i guess.

I will for sure be getting a camera into surgery and getting shots of a doctor drilling bone out of my toe. At least now I have something sick to talk about.

Oh, and I have a great excuse to take high quality pain killers, Oxycontin is sweet stuff. Not that I really needed an excuse.

October 1st 2003
The other day I went to this place, and was there with some people, and boy did we ever have lotsa fun, i took loads of pictures they are great. I've also done some of this and some of that and that was super great too. I probably took pictures of that too, they were probably pretty funny. Then I flew off to this one far away place for a while, that was kinda fun, but the pictures were awesome! Since then I've done this and that, and its been a blast.

September 25th 2003
9 AM Wake up and work on design for work
10:45 Show up at Foot doctor and talk about MRI, get x-rayed again, baffle doctors a bit about condition of toe, schedule Cat scan and Bone scan later in the day
11:30 Lunch with Renah since I was downtown and had an hour and a half to kill
12:00 Owl and Thistle by myself, one shot  Wild Turkey, one Guinness, one coffee. Foot pain gone, tipped nicely because I remember the waitress and she's real nice
1:00 Take a drunken Cat scan on my foot, try and hack into hospital wireless connection with my laptop
1:45 Tell doctor that foot isn't a problem anymore and that whiskey seems to do the trick, makes doctor chuckle, doctor stops chuckling and schedules bone surgery

September 17th 2003
Time warp back to 1977, go to CBGB, and imagine seeing a show fronted by a GLAM punk heroin addict skinny but chunky stomached chick singer that's dressed sporadically but managing to be gross and somewhat revealing at the same time. But with a great fun voice.

That's the singer of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.

She looks like she lives in a rent controlled apartment with lots of bugs and augments her income by nailing middle aged NY city plumbers.

I've never liked the idea of big arena shows much. Paying alot of money to be crammed in with 20,000 other yahoos and all fighting over 6 inches of space to call your own while trying to protect your girlfriend from getting her head crushed by large assfaces isnt my usual cup of tea. But it was all right last night. Caught the White Stripes in concert downtown at the convention center. Opened up by the Yeah yeah yeahs. Good times, but I really like small clubs. Maybe I just like the beer and the fact that I usually know everyone there.

Seems to be all I post up here lately. Other things happen. I did alot of cocaine recently. That was pretty damn fun. Also flew off a bike going really fast. Got tested for STD's and came out negative. The usual stuff.

September 13th 2003
Doc Maynards w/ Cellflight, Enkrya, & Killing Faith
Cellflight played a show on saturday night with the boys from Enkrya and Killing Faith. Warmed up my camera and headed down to take some shots and hear some music, hadn't been out on the town for quite a while to loud noisy shows. Hey KF, your CD is on the way, I have ALOT more shots of you than I put on the web here, coming soon! Good Show. Pictures of Saturday night here

September 9th 2003
Pretty Girls Make Graves @ Sonic Boom in Ballard
Pretty Girls launched their new cd on Matador records here in seattle by playing an in store show at Sonic Boom records in the worlds lovliest town of BahhhhLARD. Hopped down there after work and met renah (who fucking ran there from across town).. watched them. then i might have gone home and played with myself in front of the open front window, but i cant verify or deny this. i think i have to go. Check out the pictures here.

September 12th 2003
*****warning*****
DO NOT ATTEMPT THIS AT HOME FOLKS

1. get on your bike
2. go for a long while and get real winded
3. be going down a hill at a good rate of speed
4. listen for your cell phone rining
5. grab the cell phone out of your cargo pocket and say hello
6. with only one hand, try to veer right, brake quickly and at the same time jump a small curb ( one handed)

may result in the possiblity of NOT actually being able to jump the curb while losing control of the front wheel, flying OVER the curb, cell phone could go flying and you could go over the bike (with it attached thanks to those great clip in biking shoes) until you and the bike slide to a halt on some pavement a few yards away

just FYI, dont give this a try.

September 11h 2003
Been back from Mexico a couple weeks now. I have over a thousand pictures taken from the two week trip that im working on getting up, as well as from the last couple weeks. All in good time.

Running around being a drunken punter the last year and a half or so I knew would end up having some kind of repercussions eventually, the whole archive of this site is now offline to the point of the bottom of this page. For my personal sanity and other reasons, it might be best to just leave all that stuff archived off on my personal hard drive from now on.

fuck off, hello, cheers, thanks for the whiskeys at the garage last night Colin, FYIEverybody: interior mexico isnt worth visiting, spend your time on a beach with fufu drinks if anyone goes there. And thats all thats on my mind as of right now. Oh, I'll throw up some Pretty Girls Make Graves pictures tomorrow, saw them at a live in store for their record release yesterday, they are a great local band that are making it big. Blah blah blah im going to bed g'night fuckers.

August 14h 2003
I{m in an internet cafe somewhere in the middle of the mexican countryside. A small town called Ixmiquilpan that is about 15 minutes north of the village that I am staying in for two weeks. cant quite find wireless internet yet for my laptop. but ill live. i have homemade corn tortillas to hold me over. Mexico city was huge and busy, we bussed out of there yesterday morning and came u  here north and are staying in my sister in laws families village. these keyboards kinda suck ass.

I go running in the morning, half of the people here have never seen a white person so they look at me funny, the wild dogs chase me as im running and occasionally some pigs follow me around.

Time up. ill come back up here later and drop a few photos and such in the next couple days... See you in two weeks Seattle.


August 6-10th 2002
Road Trip. San Francisco/California coast.
Took two days off of work before my official vacation (thanks joe!) and headed on a road trip to San Francisco and back w/ Renah and robots. Down I5 to sanfran for two days, then up the coast to Arcata to visit Renahs sister, then back to Seattle. Among the attractions we came across were naked beach goers, robots with a liking for large blue balls, Wild Turkey, hippies, hippies, hippies and hippies. Good getaway. All the pictures here (big page 4 megs)


August 6th 2003
Seeing how this month I'm all over the place on trips, I'm going to just let the public write derrickito.com for a while. Tonight I'm driving to San Francisco for a few nights on a mini road trip, then on the 13th I'm flying out to Mexico City to stay in a remote Indian village for a couple weeks with family. Until then, keep the drama high and post away! (and as always I love random phone calls from people I dont know call anytime 206-769-8177) catch you all in a while, ill update sporadically from the road and from the mexican countryside!
(edit// public front page down, back from sanfrancisco now)

July 26th 2003
Saturday night, 2 birthdays, 2 shows
2 friends of Renahs were having birthday get togethers(Sasha the dog and John the not dog), and  Cellflight was playing a show in Bothel, and Squarepusher was in town at Chop Suey. . We hit them all. Bounce Bounce Bizounce. Pictures all here


July 23rd 2003
Up late doing some ebay sell offs and get surprised with a K10k.net link up. (namedrops) Thats fucking hilarious Josh, thanks for the link, hopefully someone will use the "buy it now" on this puppy. *awaits mortgage payment via paypal

Oh and if anyone needs a fucking laser power supply. I'm your man

July 20th 2003
Capitol Hill Block Party - Pretty Girls Make Graves
Capitol Hill in Seattle has a great block party with a few stages and lots of great local bands. Headed to Pretty Girls Make Graves show (and a bit of Presidents of the USA) with Renah and caught their set. She even got out of there with a cd autographed by all the band. :groupie: Might also catch them in Portland at Dante's in a week or so. Pictures or block party show here. (show from July 4th. posting a little late)

July 19th 2003
Biking Seatle & o8 Army at NocNoc
After a 30 mile bike ride over to west seattle and back (biking pictures click to see corny posed shots derrick1 derrick2 derrick3 renah1 renah2), then headed out downtown for a couple drinks with the Seattle Crew of o8 in partial numbers at NocNoc. Couple of pictures here.

July 18th 2003
Sunday, Monday and Tuesday upcoming look to be great thanks to the strangers "suggests" column (stranger is the weekly good reading rag in town)
Sunday EXTREME ELVIS in Ballard.. talk about someone that knows how to market nudity and urine. I'm going to this fo SHO!
Monday Spellbound movie at guild 45th theatre. heard great things about it from lots of people.
Tuesday Chuck Palahniuk does a reading (author of Fightclub) at Baily/coy books on Broadway.
great stuff cant wait for EXTREME ELVIS! Here's some photos of this guy in action! http://www.extremeelvis.com/photo_gallery/index.htm. I might catch Spellbound tonight in the theater, its already out. My friend Keith and Renah were also sperately telling me about a great series coming to town called "Cremaster" which is a once in a lifetime chance to see. Apparently the Director treats his movies as large pieces of art, shows them off once then sells them privately for a hundred grand or so (so the rumor goes). That sounds worth seeing.
July 17th 2003
So I take half a month off and don't post. sue me! Not having a good camera kind of made me lose interest a hell of a lot. Thankfully I just replaced my f707 on ebay a couple days ago with a nice new shiny f707 for a fraction of the price of my old cam. Weee. New laptop coming in a week or so as well as lens' and memory cards. Will be decked. WOOT

Heres a few sets of goofing around the last week or 3:
-Me walking through a giant 20 foot colon
-Trip to Portland to hang out with Smelly
-4th of July, moving renah, boating etc

I haven't been out on the town much as you can tell.

July 8th 2003
Couple weeks ago Renah and I were hiking my favorite mountain, Mt Index, up on highway 2. Hiked it and down for a couple hours. Got back to the car and realized (unfortunately after we were already racing down the highway) that the camera was left up on top of the car. I heard it slide off and saw it slide away and smash onto the highway. Heart dipped. Felt the drop in my pocketbook as I knew it was trashed and I'd have to replace. I ran to the road and grabbed some pieces but it's pretty much a total loss. That has kind of contributed to me not posting much. I love that fucking camera. It's almost like losing a close pet. Hard to explain. Toting around this old Sony Mavica just isn't the same. I should have a new f707 replacement in under two weeks at my door. RIP buddy. RIP. we had some great fucking times

I'm going to go for a run.

June 20th - 23rd 2003
Weekend around town
I flopped around town all weekend. Been spending alot of time with "that one girl that isn't sure if she wants to be named on a site as cutting edge and out of control" as this one. Saturday morning we jumped on bikes and headed from my house out to Fremont to see the summer solstice parade. Great crazy fun there as always every year. Sunday dropped me at the Crocodile Cafe to see a hipster show with Pretty Girls Make Graves and The Gossip. Monday put me at the Owl and Thistle to see Scotty close out his last time at the Owl before moving next week to Australia. Pictures here

June 20th 2003
I just ain't (yes AINT) got nothing to say. I'm not feeling particularly political, angry, fiesty or upset. I did however put on a snazzy tie. How about YOU entertain ME for a change anonymous web surfer?

June 18th 2003
Apparently my new fangled filter system still has some bugs.

June 17th 2003
And them birthday pictures are all here

June 17th 2003
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People keep telling me things this morning and it triggers those "OH YEAH I DID THAT" memories. That was the best fucking birthday night ever. I think the two shots of wild turkey in the first 3 minutes at the bar really set the stage for a spectacular evening. The other turkey, and all those jagers and johnny powers after that kind of helped a bit also.

Sorry about the stabbing Scotty. I was trying to be careful but the knife wasn't that sharp. That shirt is way better now anyways. The car pissing was spectacular, five in a row too, all on one pee.

Umberhulk rocked the house, then things went fuzzy. I definitely remember chasing people with my nutsack in a Santa costume. Thanks everyone for coming out and hanging out last night, was a great time.

This is where I usually put a link to pictures, but I found out the hard way on Sunday that when you leave a camera on top of a car while going down the highway that they usually dont work right anymore. I took a few pics last night on my old Sony, but its one of those shit tastic floppy cams, so ill get them up later.

oi

June 16th 2003
The chaos ensues at 9 pm tonight at The Central for birthday drinks and a show by the masters of music UMBERHULK. There is a little 5 dollar cover there, so if thats a pain for anyone we'll end up at the Owl and Thistle (free) at ten or ten thirty or so. Everyone come down and have a couple or just say hi on a boring monday night eh? that means you!

Costumes are encouraged, as I may be in santa gear for fun. put on a cape. be a jackass. although not required

June 13th 2003
On a more positive note, its MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY on monday.  *AHEM , i said, ITS MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY ON MONDAY.
I'm going to be a vain S.O.B and just list out some great things I might like.

-Biking shoes that clip into clip in pedals
-Weight bench
-Roadkill (this went over so well last year ((JAKE YOU'RE THE BEST))

ahh that's all I can fucking think of. I'd be happy with a bottle of red wine and a good book of short stories by Bukowski like I love giving other people.

I think on Monday I'm going to plan on hitting the town somewhere at a place where anyone that wants to come out and hang out can do so, maybe pioneer square, I'll figure it out by Monday and let people know.

Please send checks or gifts to
Derrick Clark
2258 NE 53rd St
Seattle, WA  98105

PSHAW!

June 13th 2003
Wake up. get to work. get pushed in, get pulled out, I like, I don't like. Is that part of this process? YES NO YES NO GRAB PUSH GRAB PUSH? Thats a horrible way to train a dog, and it seems like a rough way to show a signal. Oh well, I'll see what happens there over time. Maybe I can learn to look past freak outs. aka drama

June 12th 2003
This shit is sensationalized. This whole site. I don't fucking write about me. It's about what makes you go OH MY GOD. Somehow thats where it has funneled to. But it is NOT a good round about view of me. I wake up in the morning. I crawl my ass outta bed after hitting the snooze alarm for a fucking hour. I jump in the shower, brush my teeth, and hop in my uber yuppie jetta and drive myself over the 520 bridge everyday through traffic to my job.

I work all day. Have a good time, I do design for a living. I make websites like this one. Well not quite like this one but you get the idea. I eat lunch usually at a Safeway, the ladies in the deli all know that I like to eat tuna fish sandwiches with cheetos and bananas. Sometimes I buy mashed potatoes because I've always loved them (mom made them since I was a kid)

I eat lunch in my Redmond office. I work. I drive home. Sometimes I buy gas. During the week after work I run alot, I bike more than my feet like me to. I watch a bit of TV sometimes. Here and there I catch a show and a few drinks with friends. I always get to sleep later than I should and sometimes come into work late. Some nights I go back into work at 2 am and work all night because I have lots on my plate to do.

On the weekends sometimes I'm snowboarding like crazy (winter). Hiking, climbing, taking wacked out pictures here and there. Hanging out with friends. Going to different parts of the state. Living and enjoying.

Then the week starts over again. THATS me.

I am:

stable.
hard working.
passionate about friends and family.
faithfull.
upset a little bit.
really fucking happy to have met you.

June 10th 2003
I saw this picture on my floor as I was unpacking, took a quick picture of it to show a friend that wanted to see me when I was 17. Damn. That was about 8 years ago now. Rachel Vogel and me prommed it up for Eatonville High School. Worlds away. I wonder what happened to my great little pile of shit VW red beetle?


June 9th 2003
Opening memory of the dream is sleeping on a bed, but it wasn't a normal every day bed, it was a hybrid bed and spider web at the same time. Those kinds of things happen and its normal in a dream. A large multi colored spider kept winding around underneath me. A bulbous red and black bodied freaks how sort of spider. He was probably just as mad as me, as he thought I was in his bed, since it was a spider web. Now this thing was sometimes 6 inches across (big fucking spider) to almost 2 feet across sometimes. It was a dream world after all. Things were pretty fluid like that.

I kept flicking this thing off onto the floor but it kept on coming back up into its web spinning around in circles angry at me. I probably should have had fear at this point, since it was a few foot long spider and all, but i just kept on flicking it off. This droned on for a while and eventually shifted into me waking up
peacefully. Or was it just a dream induced time lapse? It was the latter. I was waking up in my dream. I pulled up the covers and saw that the big spider was long long gone, but in its place was a cocooned area crawling with hundreds and hundreds of baby spiders that were inches across at least. i ran for the door now starting to feel some doom in me. i shut the door as the spiders were jumping across the room and heard them hit up against it going at me. Somehow I had some spray anti spider can in my hand and I started pointing and spraying under the door where they were coming out at me. It was holding them off just barely, no instant kill but kind of a shock of being splashed with a liquid. A losing battle holding them there under the door. I knew they were crawling out the windows, out the heat vents. The house would be taken over soon. They started breaking free from underneath the door and I bolted for the kitchen and the sliding glass door knowing that I would have to run to safety.

Flash. I was running down a street away from the infested house. The streets were barren, almost looking deserted. It was the familiar old street that my father used to live on in Lynnwood near I5. I was running towards the gas station and the main road. I caught some words of stragglers running by. The area was in chaos. Spiders controlled everything. People were running and fleeing pretty much for their lives. Lots had been killed. They took over so fast that no one had much of a reaction time.

Flash. I was driving. Somehow I knew I was in LA. It was months or weeks or something later. Don't know how I had gotten here but i knew that it had been awhile. The coast states were pretty much taken over by the spider plague at that point. They were starting to wind their way south to California and had been driving and eating and feeding their whole way. I started thinking of the Matrix of when the people had blacked out the sky in order to kill the machines only known power supply. Something like that was in the works for the east coast. Gov't was preparing to spray chemicals that unbeknownst to them were going to kill not only the spiders but also all people, plant life, everything. It almost felt like the end.

I was pulling into a downtown area. It was a police barracks. People were frantically running around like it was an hour before an invading army was slated to arrive. Gathering things. jumping ship. Grabbing cars south away from the menace. I walked into a city building. "are you a slayer or a runner" I was asked. I think I said slayer because I was ushered farther in and moved into a room loaded with weaponry. Seemingly the cities stockpile of police and military weaponry, it was being handed out free to anyone willing to shoot spiders. I was given a shotgun with a 200 round clip. (hey it was a dream.) I grabbed an AK, a fully auto this and that. and walked out.

FLASH. I was in a field. somehow the enemy was no longer spiders but the dead. It was day time and we were ok as they only came out at night. Was I a scout? Why was I heading toward the enemy lines? Up a hill through the woods. I was wearing a zip up cloak. I liked this cloak. I saw a goof wearing one like this around Greenlake last night and was making fun of him in my mind, but here on me it was nice. I didnt have a horse. I didn't have a sword. At times I knew what was happening. Somehow I knew why I was going up this hill towards the zombie army. But really I didn't have a clue. Something was making my movements happen. Peering through he forest I knew i was close. I turned back and started running. I was running before the feet of a thousand man zombie army and I knew that if i slowed down I would be overrun

Down the hill I ran in my zip up polo cloak that I wanted to have with me when I left this place. Around the corner up ahead I saw a familiar red headed person. Who the hell? Cieran from Umberhulk was singing and sliding down the dirt road without a care in the world. "Now this is a warrior" I thought. "Cieran!!!, UP UP ZOMBIE ARMY IS COMING WE GOTTA GOOOOO!"

Cieran looked up like he'd heard that a million times before. He pulled a sword out and had his leathers on that moment just like he did while onstage singing with Umberhulk. I knew it was crazy, I knew I was dreaming. But thank god a good D and D related buddy knew the complications of a zombie army approaching. We both hightailed it towards our army's front lines and readied the machine guns. Harrison Ford and his zombie army must be stopped. We could see him approaching down the hill now, leading his army of death to a slaughter. No idea who would live the night

I woke up.

Hoped I would remember that crazy fucking dream, took a shower. Drove into work.

June 5th 2003
(this is a reprint written by Tim Schavitz of http://schavitz.net/ from another site. Hope he dont care)
I've learned by mimicking the things you hate the most you understand why you hate them in the first place (thanks to Josh Davis's speech on some FlashForward DVD I have). So, seeing I got a mic for my computer finally hooked up, here's a minute of wasted mp3 technology, known as my rendition of St. Anger by Metallica.

*Volume recorded was low, speakers might need to be turned up slightly/small>

June 4th-8th? 2003
Camera Compilation
Always have the camera with me. Always snapping shots. Here's from Thursday until Sunday. Beach shots, New house, friday night with friends, road trip to the beach, and my bare naked shaved ass and legs. Just finally ordered my fucking cable modem at home. thank god. *hands shaking*





June 2nd 2003
My postings around here have been sporadic lately. DSL got turned off at the old house about a month ago. Should have a cable modem at the new place shortly. Until then its just at work.

Saturday was a busy busy day. woke up at 10 or 11 or so and instantly went straight into moving. We had that day to finish up moving. we finished up at about 8pm that night running load after load in an isuzu pick up and a CRX hatchback. Wasnt too hard, just took quite a bit of time. Met up with Renah for a drink that night and relaxed for a few minutes finally, and a quick stop into the owl and thistle to say howdy to scotty then crashed out. Long day.

Sunday was "put the piles in places day". Which is a project that I think will kind of slowly go on for a couple weeks, especially the basement and office. Our new place is pretty kick ass. Really kept up nice older house, rooms a little smaller, but in general I think the house is a lot larger. Getting moved out of our last place really worked out for the best I think.

Getting focused back on work and other things again. Moving this last month kinda threw everything into a jumble. Work has been picking up so focusing there is a must. I'm going to head home and go running. Feel free to drama out on the sidebar. WOOOOO

May 30th 2003
Eviction Party!!
Landlord decided to rebuild the house after us only living there 7 months or so. We had promised him we wouldn't have any more parties as the neighbors were getting pissed. Who the fuck cares about that when you are moving the next day? We got some Wild turkey, lots of vodka, beer and an assload of wine and invited over a bunch of friends for an early bbq then a party into the night.
Pictures are all here.

May 28th 2003
TO BE DELIVERED TO EMILY, STAT:
One asskicking.

also

We are moving out on Saturday (well, thrown out but that’s a longer story), and coincidentally Daisy (the cat) is 10 years old now, so perfect timing and excuse for us to throw a:
PUSSY PARTY + EVICTION PARTY
(the party name is thanks to Melissa)

Where, When, Who, What!
Friday night.. 9 or ten or whenever you feel like coming by. bring whoever you want and as many as you want, there might be a few boxes around since we move the next day, but we’ll have plenty to drink, some music going and a disco ball rolling. If anyone wants to swing by early and maybe get the BBQ going, let me know, we have a big deck and backyard and such
1630 N 53rd Street
From I5, take the 50th street exit, follow 50th west, turn right on meridian, left on 53rd. we are down a couple blocks on the right hand side
house phone may or may not still be on 206.632.9771 or call my cell at 206.769.8177
see you there! stop in and hang out for a bit

May 28th 2003
BAH!


May 24th 2003
Dennis didnt think vegas was up to par:

derrickito 1: why are you online?
derrickito 1: arent you in vegas?
DENBROLL:hated it so we came back
derrickito 1: what?
derrickito 1: how can you hate vegas?
DENBROLL: yeah. sucked there. too hot
derrickito 1: what the fuck?
derrickito 1: its VEGAS. its a desert
DENBROLL: too many people, too hot. didn't like it
derrickito 1: i hope you're joking
DENBROLL: no. flew out last night. came back just now cuz it sucked
derrickito 1: OMG
DENBROLL: got all the money back from our hotel
DENBROLL: happy to be back here where it doesn't suck
derrickito 1: dont you have to just assume there will be alot of people there and it will be hot?
DENBROLL: not this hot
derrickito 1: isnt that like going to alaska and complaining about snow?:-)
DENBROLL: nah. fuck it. vegas sucks

May 23rd 2003
I just realized that it's a 3 day weekend. Sun is blazing. I think this weekend is time to hike Mt. Index again. If any of my seattle friends are still in town this weekend look me up, 206.769.8177 I'm going to try and throw a couple carloads or whatever together and go up highway 2 and climb my favorite mountain. Just a few mile day hike. Get off your asses and come with. there is a lake at the top for swimming. Best views ever. I'm thinking Sunday.

May 21st 2003
Zaks 5th Ave - Familiars, AmaZombies, HollowPointsMy friend Jake and I have been talking about doing some photo/paint art projects recently, and possibly having a showing later this summer. For one of those projects I have been wanting to get some pics of a hardcore punk band. You know, liberty spikes chains spikes and all that standard shit. Some people online pushed me to check out Zaks 5th Avenue bar downtown as a place to catch some great punk shows. I found one here that looked like it might work, and if they weren't exactly what I was looking for I could at least catch a kick ass punk show.

I haven't been to any decent punk shows for quite a fucking while. This one more than made up for it. I hadn't been to Zaks before. It's a little punk rock dive directly under the Space Needle. You can walk outside into their smoking area and literally look up and be dwarfed by the lit up space needle. It's a great location.

I didn't know any of these bands but got some good info on them that made me want to check them out. Walked down and got in, grabbed a pint, and went over to where a band was playing. The Familiars. Apparently some high school kids that have been ripping it up from Everett. When I walked in I couldn't see him. I got to the front of the good sized bar crowd and saw why. He was naked except for a pair of camo man panties and was rolling on the ground while people poured beer on him. He then started licking it off of the floor. Reminded me of what I would think I'd find in a new york club circa 78 or so. All right I guess

The Hollowpoints were up next. I actually thought these guys were the Amazombies until their set was up. 3 piece that I think was missing the fourth this night, but they were a power punk little band that obviously has a good in town following. The floor ripped into a pit in no time. I had huge beefball guys falling over my table and knocking around my pitcher of Budweiser. Great set. I managed to save all of my life giving Budweiser too.

Went outside for a bit, then shot a game of pool waiting for the set change after The Hollowpoints. Half way through that pool game a power hardcore punk CHICK started belting out lyrics and slamming on a guitar. WOOOHA. If it's one thing I love more than a good band. It's a kick ass power hardcore punk CHICK singing band. These girls (+ one guy drummer) fucking blew me away. They had their shit TIGHT, had the respect of the crowd from obvious playings around here before, they rocked the house. Lead singer was pretty damn cute too. I should have talked to her like I wanted to when I saw her in the crowd and didn't know who she was

If you ever get a chance to here the Hollowpoints or Amazombies by themselves or seperately. go check em out. Either way.. all my pictures are here

May 21st 2003
Got the house. Sweet.
I also think I might have just gotten talked into making regular guest appearances as a robot at the Owl and Thistle softball games. Not sure how that happened. That robot sure gets around.

May 20th 2003
Driving into work this morning I was behind some little older model import. Bumper sticker number one "GEORGE BUSH HATES YOU". Ok, that's cool, I might not think you're right but you can have the right to have a political statement.

It was the other piece in his back window that made me hate him. A print out of an American flag, upside down, taped into the window. Sure sure, freedom of speech, you can do whatever you want, you can turn it upside down, you can burn it in protest. Doesn't change the fact that it's fucking horribly disrespectful and makes people want to break your fucking windows. I see that and I think of thousands of soldiers climbing hills following that thing to end wars, most of them dying and bleeding where they fell. I think of a few hundred years of people flocking to it as a beacon of freedom and change. You turn it upside down and display it on the freeway in protest. Why don't you go a little farther and get the fuck out? Canada is two hours away, use your freedoms and just leave. I saw a mother in a mini van with kids in her car flip you off.

May 20th 2003
Scratch anything from last post. I giggle when people trip. I laugh at homeless fighting in the street. I have horrible road rage when driving on 520. Taking pictures of overweight people sunbathing is a fun hobby. I can be a total self centered ass sometimes. Not always, but enough. And I'm totally OK with that.

May 19th 2003
I don't ever realize who really reads this stuff.  I think I've created a sensationalized online persona. Thanks much to the good friends that emailed over offers of "you can surf on my couch for a few nights anytime"... It was never that serious of a situation that I was actually in fear of having no where to sleep, but it felt damn nice to have offers pouring in from friends. I like that.

Found a house that I think we are in for on the first. Had plenty of time to search really. The pressure of moving and all that goes with it kind of got to me last week. I was a fucking grump. Will feel good to get all moved over there and settled. Found a really nice 2 bedroom house in the University Village area. big backyard and huge basement (YAY still get a photo studio!).

Back the the sensationalized persona thought that I had a minute ago. That still baffles me. I can kind of understand. If you encounter someone strictly by what they show you, they will probably only see one side of you. Hence some people that think I'm a cold heartless bastard, and others that can't understand why someone would think that. I think I've run this place down a one way street like that. I've only been interested in posting a certain type of content here. I'll work on changing that. Well to a degree.

I'm going to head home and go for a long bike ride, then I'll probably have a glass of wine, read a book of sensationalized life content by Bukowski, and watch my garden grow in the late afternoon sun. Tonight would be a perfect night for that cute marathon runner girl to give me a call to catch a punk show. We'll see... :)

May 15th 2003
Looking for houses, frantically.
Still getting evicted by end of the month, yes.
Content quality of personal website when not drinking, low.
Sucks to destroy office after only 6 months. Photo studio, packed.
DSL, off. Makes home feel useless. Unconnected.
Thoughts of turning AIM on my cell phone did come to mind.
I will prepare a large box, park a car next to it, and order broadband.

May 5th 2003
Eviction!
Got a call from my sister a bit after getting to work today. "Did you get the notice from the landlord?". Check my email. Notice to move out by June first. FUCK. Sure makes sense why our landlord didn't push a lease on us 6 month ago, he was probably planning on doing construction all along. I HATE MOVING. I hate even more the fact that I have to cancel dsl, move phones AGAIN, move AGAIN. Big fucking headache. I even made a photostudio/computer office in there. christ. I JUST PLANTED A GARDEN. Hope he likes the huge dirt hole I cute out of his lawn.