Down these mean streets.

I love old film noirs, movies without heroes, where everyone is a flawed bastard in their own right. The women are lovely femme fattales, and pack as much of a punch as their male counterparts, and are offten much deadlier. They have soft sultry voices, and eyes that ensnare you, and their prey. The men, even the "good guys" are very rarely good guys, they are flawed, violent, and bitter, they are more believable. And 99% of film noirs have that sad ending where neither the hero or the villian ever get what they want, and more than likely one of them is dead. There is no uplifing end to A touch of evil, and that is why i love that movie.

Somthing not very nice.

Optimists, my mortal enemy on this planet, Superman has Lex Luthor, I have people who have sunshine coming out of their ass. i want to design a gun, or crossbow, or even a trebuchet that flings rabid pissed off badgers in the direction of optimists. Or gather a whole mass of optimists for a...fuck i don't know whatever they like...a rainbow and kitten convention, and when they have all gathered, seal the doors and release a swarm of Great white shark/Velociraptor hybrids unto them. Ah, jsut the thought of all of them screaming and me coming over the PA system and making the last words they hear "Hey, look on the brightside....you dont have to go to work tommorow!" A boy can dream i suppose.

Over the edge, and through the trees...right into the wall.

What the hell is "the edge", you hear it oft mentioned in conversation, and spoke of as "oh look Timmy's gone over the fucking edge!" How do we know what the edge is unless we go over it? then again "Going over the edge" might be something like setting fire to an orphanage, and roasting marshmallows as kids scream.

My Atomic Garden.

Some days you just want to drop a fucking nuke on the whole goddamn world and laugh like a maniac whilst everything around you disintegrates. It's a rather pleasing thought in a way, and on the bright side as a fan of fallout 3 and the mad max movies, i have already grown to appreciate an atomic wasteland. Although my car is no where near as cool as mad max's, so I've got that going against me.

A voice from on high.

I hate organized Religion, and not because I'm some sort of militant Atheist. I despise it because of the believers complete and utter self assuredness that THEY are right, they of ANY Religion. I went outside and found a pamphlet about how Jesus died for my sins, how nice of him. Of course I have to pledge my unending loyalty to him in order to reap any sort of benefit from it. How juvenile. I have no problem with believing in something that gives you hope. It's a rather nice feeling, however I do not like the compulsion to make Me believe in YOUR God. I have no need for a God or Gods as the case may differ. I believe in myself and my own abilities. I do not want to go to your church, or your place of worship, or your flying saucer, I have no need. Keep your fucking pamphlets off of my car. I don't want you to arrive at my door. If you want to believe in omnipoten beeings, or karma, or space aliens that came here years ago, I do not care. Just don't try to force it down my throat. Hail Xenu.

Why I like ugly music.

I cannot stand asshats like T-Pain, Brittany, Lady Gaga, Justin Beiber. Not talent fuckwits who use autotune to make them selves sound "better" which makes them sound like Peter Weller in Robocop. I would rather here music with flaws, not something so heavily edited that it resembles some sort of audio version of a sterilized hotel room. I want to hear Black Flag's Damaged, the Bad Brains Self titled, or hear Ian mackaye creaming "We're just a minor threat" way out of tune. Somthing with flaws that would remind me that this is music, something made to express emotion and not just get a song on the radio. I cannot stand listenting to a cd and hearing flawless perfection. Thats why i love neweer bands like this bike is a pipebomb, or ghostmice, or Andrew Jackson Jihad. Anything were it's a guy who can barely sing, and people playing instruments to the best of their raw imperfect ability. I am not a flawless pretty person, why the fuck would I want flawless pretty music?

The theory of emotional nihilism.

There is something incredibly soothing about simply not giving a fuck about how a relationship turns out one way or the other, it's like a security blanket. To never commit fully to it is something you can do to cushion the blow in the incredibly likely event of a breakup. This does have it's dangers though, as being that detached should come with trepidations, like almost becoming a sense, never really being completely there.Which is more dangerous, being there with great risk, or never being there at all?