<===hanging out with marx and engels
I got a job at a coffeeshop. It's been hell, but there's free coffee and envelopes of cash involved.
You guys left one hell of a mess back here in the states. Nobody's fault, really, a collective effort; a conundrum created on behalf of all citizens.
Television has come back into my life and has begun to fascinate me in the most terrible way possible.
New TV Friends:
DR. PHIL - What a fucking whacko. This dude is a calculated genius...he used to be an expert witness, one of those guys that testifies and "dumbs down" the litigation for the lay(wo)men on the jury to understand. I'm also fairly certain the sinister psychologist is using some previously-unknown method of mind-control on Oprah Winfrey, but his goals are unclear as he has not articulated any demands yet.
MR. ROGERS - I was pretty much raised by this guy, so it's very touching to catch an occasional visit from the make-believing cardigan king. Finish feeding those fish Mr. Rogers, so we can watch picture-picture. The mechanism of mass-consumption has never been more gracefully explained.
PBS UNSOLVED MYSTERIES SHOW - My old friend Sam Lowry narrates a show about zombies and the shroud of turin, among other bizarre phenomena. Great straight-faced fun with a British accent.
GLOBE TREKKER - Hot girls lead you around the globe. My favorite part of every show is when the episode's hot girl makes a face after trying local food.
INFOMERCIALS - Great one that's been running lately: Natural Cures "They" Don't Want You To Know About, a book by seasoned conman Kevin Trudeau, definitely on the FCC's top-10 most wanted assholes list. Check out what Our Venerable Lord Wikipedia has to say about him.
All of this leads me to believe that Dr. O'Blivion was right: television is the new frontier, complete with lawmen & bandits with little difference between them. What he did not predict--or maybe what his maker knew and he did not--was that the television would permeate and it's residuals would manifest elsewhere: the organ would grow outside of our bodies in a placeless place. And so the writer's strike continues.
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viva, boys.
let us know when you're all coming back n we'll aim to get some recordings done for the split by then
been busy with new songs, shows, etc.
hope all's well
-conor
hold it down dudester.
i want to write here but my mind has been too blown by berlin to get on the computer for more than 5 minutes at the time, or even take a single photograph.
lots of squatters, graff, turkish dudes hotboxing hatchbacks
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