September 2008
2 posts
(padre e hijo sentados frente a la television, hijo con laptop)
Papá: Ya me voy a acostar, en que canal te dejo la tele?
Yo: Psh, tele? que no eso murio en los 90?
Papá: Un simple "Apágala" basta.
Using Google Reader
The best thing about google reader is that I can look at silly blogs at school yet people thing I’m researching important stuff. The thick glasses help.
July 2008
5 posts
david and mary
Johnny’s always running around, trying to find certainty. He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely Mary counts walls, knows he tires easily Johnny thinks the world would be right, if it would buy, truth from him. Mary says he changes his mind, more than a woman. But she made her bed, even when the chance was slim. Johnny says he’s willing to learn, when he decides,...
The Mexican Ian Curtis
Hoy en el trabajo, ahogado entre papeleo dije, pinche trabajo repetitivo y aburrido. Luego me acorde que Ian Curtis tenia un trabajo cerote de oficina que lo llevo a empezar Joy Division.
Quite el disco de Michael Bolton de la grabadora y puse el Unknown Pleasures. Creo que es la unica vez que alguin a escuchado Unknown Pleasures para levantar su moral en el trabajo.
C'est la seule chanson que je te consacre
“Points Underneath” What started as a crush became an obsession It was the classic path You’ve taken the weekend home, you’re believing That things are somehow getting done But you’re wrong Don’t ever leave me alone, not this evening I am cold and shivering without you near I have begged and I have borrowed From my friends, who once admired Now they all have...
June 2008
13 posts
A day at the office...
Co-worker: Oh, I like your boots...
Me: Oh thank you, I bought them during my beatles fase
Co-worker2: Yeah, they go well with the shirt you're wearing
Me: Oh yeah, I got it during my alt-country fase
Co-worker: (between polite laughter) so what fase are you in now?
Me: In my "time to grow up, look for a real carreer instead of wishing to be a rockstar" fase
It's nice when all your dreams are dead.
“Conflicto es la sal y la pimienta de la vida…Sazonar al gusto.”
– Sacada de una conversacion con el Miguel Alfonso
Baggage Claim or Alive and well (accordingly)
Me: Hi
Clerk: Hello sir, what can I do for you today?
Me: Well, I have this baggage, 7 years old actually
Clerk: Yes...
Me: Well basically, I would like to leave it with you
Clerk: May I ask why sir?
Me: Well, actually, I was very content with carrying this baggage. For another 7 years even, but this past year that you weren't in service made me reflect on how I needed to dump this baggage on you
Clerk: Well sir... here is your reciept.
Me: Receipt?
Clerk: Yes, its just proof that your baggage was received, and its valid for akward glances across tables and mild hostility...
Me: Can I get gift card, or somethin?
Clerk: Gift card?
Me: Yeah, you know one of those gift cards "this is childish and lets just laugh about how ridiculous this all is"
Clerk: Certainly, but those take time to process... May I ask, where you unhappy with the service provided?
Me: Oh no, not at all...actually I applied to be an exclusive, permanent member.
Clerk: Ahh yes, well that will take from 10 to 15 years, to give you a concrete answer.
Me: I see... so for all this baggage, I just get the reciept?
Clerk: For the time being sir...
Me: OK, well thank you...
Je suis un Maladroit
Any Minute Now...
I put a pie on the windowsill and my girl is runnin home!
Virgen Guadalupe y Myspace
Cada vez que Myspace me avisa “Peticion de Amigos Nueva” cruzo los dedos y rezo a la Virgen Maria que sea una camwhore… Creo que le gusto a la Virgen Maria
(Despues de Platica que siempre tenemos cas y yo)
Yo: que no eramos gente progresiva suave que nunca hablabamos de los mismo y veiamos siempre hacia adelante?
Cas: a ya no somos?
Yo: No, ahora soy catolico
Express Train to hell
Lets Make an Award Winning indie Movie
First, we will need some quirky characters, a bright colored poster that looks like it was made by 12 year old, an acoustic guitar soundtrack with some small name soon to be huge indie artist (just pick something out of the asmhatic kitty catalog.
OK, so we grab zany character #1, despite this character being a complete bombshell, she/he is on the fringe of society. He/she is a fan of horror...
In New England I would call you Yodah
I think I am falling in love with you. In a Eagle Vs. Shark kinda way. I will wait for you every lunch time while you reject the subtleties of my free cheese. Why not? It’s free cheese! Oh, you can’t eat cheese. Well, I guess I will just wait to find a new subtlety to aproach you with then.
Bon Nuit Yoda, Bon Nuit.
The Klutz with Car
Crashed my car, yes, again. After the insurance thing I went to church, yes church? why? I have no idea. It was wierd, as I have not set foot in to a church in probably 4 or 5 years, and that was for a weddin, so I don’t think it counts.
As I sat there, waiting for the father to disoccupy himself from talking about Jesus and Magic with a women in a wheelchair, I saw the porcelain figures I...
The David Revolt...eh, It's mildly discomforting
I don’t want to clean my apartment.
I don’t want to write my quarterly report.
I don’t want to charge my phone or balance my checkbook.
I want you to be hear, in my diry apartment. We could share cigarretes while you tell me stories about europe. We could compare notes of the excentricities of people we have encountered in the last year, while every now and then pointing out...
I can be such a Douche
Yo: Hey, me estaba platicando un amigo, que la ultima vez que fue a LA conocio a Kevin Smith...
Pau: Quien es Kevin Smith?
Yo: ...ya va llegar la Maria Aida, verdad?
Pau: ¬¬
May 2008
7 posts
Band I Am totally into right now. →
The loneliness of being
Hello there, Reflection… I loathe/hope you have a good life To move fast We must breathe slow… Can you see the top? From down below? Hometown sings: You don’t live here anymore Hometown girls: You are only attractive once gone The coast mocks you as it reaches and pulls away Give the child a lolipop See if he stops crying A martyr can’t be a martyr If he throws...
Get angry America
Hey America, a comment from the guy who wrote “It feels wierd to not wake up hung over” on moral superiority. Enjoy Lets get angry, all of us. Lets get angry at that dude who didn’t wear the lapel pin and compare it to the lewinsky scandal, lets get angry at Ann Coulter’s racist comments. Why does Bill O Reilly have to be so loud? Why does Keith Olbermman have to be so...
“Se siente raro despertar y no estar crudo o desvelado”
Conversation With American God
God: (mumbling sleepily) uh... hello?
Me: Uhm, hey God, it's me... David
God: Dude, you can't keep calling me up like this, it's fucking 1 in the morning
Me: Oh...sorry, I called earlier but I got the busy tone, then it sent me to your voice mail, and you know I don't trust-
God: Well soooorry, I mean, Jesus Christ, there is another Six Billion of you, you know?
Me: Well yeah, but-
God: I mean, c'mon 'Help me win the lottery' 'Help me meet a nice jewish boy' 'Guide me in smiting the infidels' 'Help me make the right choice'. Seriously, I left you guys pretty well off: the opposable thumbs, discerning right and wrong... you'd think the whole 'Teach a man how to fish' thing would've gotten you off my back a little bit.
Me: Rough day, God?
God: *sigh* you have nooo fucking clue.
Me: But I mean really can you blame us for seeking some guidance?
God: And can you blame me for being a bit tired, I mean I create the universe I give you some rules so you guys are- wait why are you questioning me?, aren't you catholic?
Me: Aren't you all knowing?
God: *grunt* OK, so what do you need?
Me: What are you fucking Santa, now? I just wanted to see how you were doing...
God: Oh, well uhm...you know, I've been doing some stuff, making appearnces here and there, fuckin' with old bushy's head
Me: About that....
God: Hey, you elected him, I'm just having fun with it.
Me: *sigh*
God: Listen, I am dying of sleep, how about I call you in the morning?
Me: I have a test tomorrow morning.
God: Ok, you call me then...
Me: Promise you'll pick up?
God: *mutters* for the love of....Yes, I'll pick up
Me: 'Night God
*Click*
40 Days
Hello all. I used to have a blog but didn’t write in it for six months, amongst essays of topics that do not interest you and essay of topics that interest you even less, you kind of loose the passion to update your internet confessionary box. The semester over, the clock of spare time mocking me from the corner of my eye and the begging question of ‘What the fuck are you doing with...
My former blog →