Monday, February 28, 2005

Cable Junkie

Deadwood and Carnivale are back to back starting next week. So much for Sunday nights.
Aww Crap

I think The Engagement shindig will be June 5th, Sunday, instead. Still need to work shit out though.

Good. Red Sox and Cubs is the following weekend.

Sunday, February 27, 2005

Wow

Just read that anybody who played (even an inning) for the Socks last season will get a ring.
Even No Mah.
Amazing.
Fuck the BALCO boys and the rest, play the game like it was supposed to be played. Blood, sweat and fun.
File Under WTF?!

I read that Hunter T's wife was proud/happy with the job he did of offing himself. Barrel in the mouth, bullet thru the back of the head and able to have and open casket. Clean and sitting upright in his chair at his desk.

Anybody married to him has to that weird.

Saturday, February 26, 2005

What's the lesson for the weak

Lets see, what have we learned:

  1. The Chicago scoot community has no sense of sarcasm and/or can't take a hint of criticism.
  2. Rallys are a pain in the ass to put on and you can't please all of the people all of the time. Yes, our rallys pretty much suck (middle of Indiana, buy all your own shit, trailer park campgrounds, etc...). But I like to think we balance it out by doing shit all year and various shit. If it was up to me (and if/when Chad leaves it may be, heh heh) our "rallies" would be club members only and not advertised. A hang out with the guys (and now girl, again) weekend.
  3. Some people are full of themselves and their ego.
  4. I can't wait for SCSC to take over Labor Day weekend. Really. Change is good sometimes.
  5. Nobody knows me or likes me or gives a shit about me. Wah wah. Oh wait, I don't give a shit, never mind.
  6. I'm still hungover from last nite and I'm not allowed to go to Exit on thursdays anymore.

Whatever.

Friday, February 25, 2005

BTW II

9. Web Site hosting.
10. Rides to Starved Rock that end at a church in the middle of a cornfield and just turn around and go back to the campsite or end up swimming in a polluted river. But was refreshing nonetheless and amusing with the bums.
Movies

Went and saw "Consantine".
Imagine "Dogma" but darker.
Being an ex-catholic I can relate.
Still, the commercials before the trailers pissed me off.
BTW

There are only two clubs that I owe anything to:

  1. JKSC Chad and the rest for kicking me in the ass and getting me into the scene/community/whatnot.
  2. SCSC For Kathy hauling my broke ass bike and me to SC2K (first rally) where I got it running and had to offend everybody by riding around naked on the back of Johns bike (My Little Pony) as my nut-sacs sweated into the leather.

That and pretty much starting a parking lot brawl in the Dells and not holding it against me and putting on some pretty wild rallys. (Any Claw of Death in the future?)

Lick me all of you!!

It always surprises me when I find posts like yours, Matt because in my daily life you all never even cross my mind.
Too bad, I think of you all the time. Mmmmm.

I actually had to say "Matt Who??" really, get a life. It's pathetic that you focus so much anger on people who don't really even know who you are.

  1. I don't give two shits who knows me.
  2. There was no anger, just optimisim. Maybe its time for new blood, I'm game.
  3. There is no focus, just you dragging shit out.
  4. We never went to your rallys and slagged you and openly insulted you at your rally. Members of your club did, though. Check yourself (not that you have complete control of all your members, granted.).


No, we didn't organize a ride down to the campsite. you don't "deserve" your rally fee because you found your way down there.

No shit you didn't do a ride down. I don't care about the fee, it was just a statment. I rode to Joliet by myself till I found somebody else who didn't know what the fuck was going on. I didn't ask for anything. I just stated an incidence. The point was "we didn't organize a ride down". You have all year to plan the shit, how about planning on having running bikes? So much for seeing to the people who ride, the people in town and the out-of-towners.

and Chad, you're the biggest product whore of them all, so don't insult us because we made some patches and t-shirts to sell. There's nothing wrong with it.

Chad is a whore, no doubt, but thats between you and him.

Oh yeah, by the way, I am plastered. Just ask Chad. Just came from EXIT. Spell check is great.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Comments from previous post

Heh...seeing as there WASN'T a rally fee last year, there was nothing to refund.
That was nice, but I wasn't talking of last year.

Additionally, 22lsc does not have enough members to do everything for the rally, so we asked for some help...however, no one from our club asked YOU to do anything.
Were where the 22lsc members on the way to Morris in 2001? Don't you think you should lead your own rally ride? Or did the Death Scoot Crash make everybody gun-shy (crash-shy/scoot-shy?) And who did the ride, oh yeah, CHAD.
One weekend a year to ride isn't that big a hassle.

Funny, you all complained when we DIDN'T include you, now you complain when we DO include you. which do you hate more? or do you just like to complain?
When did anybody complain about not us (Jedi/LCN) being included (prior to this topic) and where are you including us now?

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Not the regime change we were looking for

Ok, yeah, it sucks. But there are upsides.
For instance:
  1. No more MegaSuperUltra. Yeah! (Oh shit, Squared Off!!)
  2. People who actually ride. Yeah, we don't see em all the time, but at least you know they even have bikes.
  3. Maybe a full weekend of fun. What's the fuckin point of doing a rally on an extended weekend when you only do shit on two days? That's every other rally every weekend. Be creative and take advantage of the time. Why would I waste my 3 day weekend on something I can do any other weekend? The Thursday nites were a sign that people wanted more. Or trannies, either or.
  4. Stripclubs. Fo sure.
  5. Full scale brawls every other year.
  6. No more leading rides to the event or day ride. How lame are you when you have to have other clubs do your shit for you at your rally? Sorry, I'm coming to party, not work, or waive my rally fee.
  7. Blender Bender.
  8. Ah, I'm running low. I'll come back when I've had a few more (beers).

Friday, February 18, 2005

If its too loud, you're too old

Whew, my liver hurts. Exit was alright last nite. Not so much the place, but the people. Ian and Jon (Defilers) came down. Funny how drunk you get when you're at a 4am bar already ("When is last call so we can go to the 4am bar? Oh wait, we're here).

Then there are the Goths. We're scooterists, there isn't too many groups we can make fun of. It would suck if we were the bottom of the food chain.
Double Secret Probation

Ok, Chicago scooterists/enthusiasts/scenesters/slackasses...for those who didn't show at Exit last nite, you are on double probation. Uh huh. Show up next week, wherever that may be, or you're out of the community/scene/lifestyle/flavor of the week.


This is sarcasm for those who don't know better.

Thursday, February 17, 2005

Who needs a bitch slap?

Chad's definition is negative. It is exclusive rather than inclusive.
He just mentioned Chicago scooterists (sarcasam anyone?). He didn't define anything. We are the most open and welcoming club around. You don't need a vintage bike, a metal bike or even a scoot for the hell of it. How open and "inclusive" can you be?

By this reasoning you are not a scoterist if you don't attend his club meetings.
People who don't even have a scoot come to our "meetings". They're more of a social hour or something. Ride, drive or take the bus. We don't give a shit. Why sit at home all winter? Hell, the best way to get laid is to go out and meet people, and at the least you get drunk (or not) and make a friend. Besides, when was the last time you hung out with us?

You are not a scooterist if you have interests other than his.
I consider him my best friend and I don't like half the shit he likes. That's what keeps things going, differences of tastes. If we all liked the same thing it would be a vanilla world.

You are not a scooterist if you have a job and a car.
Sorry, I don't live off mommy anymore, and some rallys are too far. Last time I checked, Chad has a job. Besides, you kinda need a job just to keep any scoot up and running, the wallet bleeders they are. So this make no sense.

You are not a scooterist if bla bla bla.
If you're gonna ramble off and not follow a train of thought then don't start in the first place.

This is the definition that drives a lack of "scooterists" (Ok, I may be half in the bag, but even when I was sober that didn't make sense) because who wants to break their necks to fit into someone else's vision of what you should be, that makes a scene lame, not fun.
This isn't a "scene". It's a community. Look around Chicago, the whole thing with scenes is a bunch of people trying to be something else and fit in with the fad of the week. You want scenes go hang out on Rush and Division or at Rainblo. And most scooter clubs have "rules", that you must go by to be a part of. Compared to the Wussies, having a black bike ( or motorcycle, or car) isn't all that demanding. You like shit to go your way and when it doesn't, you throw a fit. Grow up.

Be what you want. Call yourself what you want.
I am. I do. I'm a Fuckin Negro. You have a problem with that or any other Negro come see me, or do I have to wait till the summer?

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Man, I suck at holidays.

For various reasons I don't do Valentines. One being it is a corporate holiday. Also, I try not to be a schmuck most of the year so I don't have to play make up on one day.

That said, I gave her a card (and went to Bob San for sushi Sunday nite, I worked Monday) and she gave me the Ring.

I can never win.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

D-Day

August 6th, Saturday (actully Thursday through Monday, gonna chill out in San Fran the last two days).

Party in June or July, don't know for sure yet. Need to check the rally calender (I am a dork).

Say what you will, at least it wasn't the last one.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

$9 Jaeger Shot Up The Ass

Went to Inn Joy (on Division next to Small Bar). Z's friend was gonna be there and wanted to hang with her. Course my vote for Foot (Chuck pouring) was dismissed.

At first it seemed ok. DJ spinning punk rawk, $2 Lone Star, and good sized G&T's for $5 (though the pour was a little short). On the next round I ordered a shot of Jaeger and was told the total was $16! $9 Jaeger shot. Fuck me. Yeah, my fault for not asking, but come on. He felt bad and knocked $2 off the shot but it still was Exit like price (BTW: new Thursday nite meeting place). Later found that Jim Beam drinks were $3 (and the waitress said Jag shot would be $6?).

Went to Estele's (sp?) after for their famous $2 everything (draft/bottle beer, not bad). Needless to say I was lucky to get up and be able to shower and leave for work without puking, barely.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

Hows Aahhbout Sahmn Chauwda

3 in 4 years. Way to go Pats. That last two minutes took about a year off my life.

Celtics, take notice.
Pucker Factor Lowered

Relax Chad. Easters' been recalled.

Not till summer. Better to plan and save for the party.
1/2 Pitchers of Evil

Damn, those half pitchers of PBR fucked me up. Really don't need to go there for $3.50 Monday nites.

The Venom Lords are my new favorite band. Tight stuff.

Like back in the day hanging at the Hardback just downing some beers and hanging with friends. Then the band you never heard of and don't know shit about and aren't there to see anyway starts into a song that just captivates you. You and your friends shut up and give the band your full attention. Before you know it they are breaking down their stuff and you are dying to hear more. I was up front at The Mutiny and thought the DJ was playing, when I realised it was the band. Just stood up front and soaked it in and held an empty mug (something you don't see too often). Brought back a lot of memories. Goodtimes.

Half hour late to work and half in the bag still. Looooong slow day.


Saturday, February 05, 2005

Gut check for chi-town scooterists
Its fuckin 55 degrees out. Crazy. You would think this would mean a good turnout tonite as far as riders go, but the scene being what it is I don't have too much faith.
Whatever.
Not gonna bust ass saving parking spots for scoots.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Back To School

Today was first day of school in over 6 years. Felt good. A little apprehensive going to HW, but all in all seems decent. Doesn't hurt to have a fair amount of cute girls around, though not so in my classes.

Then went to the fire science class. Way cool. I don't think I have ever paid that much attention in a class ever. You know the Romans had a system to fight fires?

And the jackasses upstairs are playing their stereo. Fucking choads.
No shit it its 30 and February

Finally get up to Carols only to quaff one beer before we (Chad, Ron, and Patio Chair) decide to head over to Chris'. Jagoff in a SUV was gonna get bitch smacked by Ron if they had stopped, but they thought if we're crazy to be out and about in this weather, we might be packin too.

Stale Aldi chips and cold nachos and cold cheese sauce and hot pollock (pollack?) bartenders doing way too many shots of tequila and maybe having to get married this summer so our rally will be my bachelor party but how good can it be if it's in the city and I shouldn't be out that late again cause i almost fell asleep in class.

Goodtimes guys.