Last night, after I finished reading Immortal Technique’s blog on the Police State Chronicles, I stumbled upon a very interesting video of Scientology Dissent presented by Anonymous, YouTube user Church0FScientology. While it doesn’t consist of much more than time elapsed footage of the sky and an eloquent attack on the organization of Scientology courtesy of AT&T’s Text-To-Speech demo, it’s definitely worth the two minutes and 3 seconds. I didn’t know Scientology existed until I read about the Norwegian girl that died last month, and that she was only one of many Scientology provoked deaths. Do you have the brainwashed by Scientology blues? Take a gander at these sites.

Damnit. That’s what you get for not fully fact checking and especially paying close attention to dates. The lunar eclipse and satellite shoot-down madness already happened. No nuclear holocaust (awwwwww.). This slip-up makes this post even funnier and probably more idiotic, and certainly puts distress on my non-existent blogging reputation. I guess I could change my alias, since everyone tries to pronounce it, but can’t (hahaha suckers.). Or I could just take it down in an attempt not to look like a jackass, but Daniel Taylor already knows, so I am basically screwed. (rawr)

Sorry, no Lunar Eclipse or Nuclear War. Didn’t mean to get your hopes up, but it’s not like you’re going to have to wait much longer.

Sometime in 2005 I made a journey to New Zealand. Most of the details of this trip are very irrelevant to the purpose of this post, so don’t mind as I skip to a certain story.

Me and a friend I was traveling with were hitch-hiking from Nelson Creek NZ (after visiting the Nelson Creek Skateboard factory) to a remote town also on the South Island of New Zealand. It was raining, damn hard and freaking cold. A kind, yet eccentric man pulled over and offered us a well-recieved ride. His car was packed, he could barely fit our bags, let alone us and our damp fabrics. He strongly expressed that he would normally never pick up a hitch-hiker, but that this time he had some sort of hunch that we were American.

It didn’t take me long to label him as your run-of-the-mill conspiracy nut, filled with facts, fears and rationalizations about the government. But as time went on intellect and genius began to peak through his fact-less arguments. He talked heavily about the health care scam, false prophecies, the world bankers’ scam and New Orleans (which had happened 5-6 weeks earlier). He explained how humans were to be sorted into categories once martial law took place; green for the fully impressioned (zombies), yellow for those who needed further conditioning (the sell-outs) and red, those who would be a ‘danger’ to society and would need to be terminated (the revolutionaries). After that bit I was sure the guy was crazy, and nothing really sunk in until he made a certain direct prophecy, one that stuck with me all these years.

He predicted that the United States was going to ‘kill’ a spy satellite, and this event would somehow cause a conflict with Russia, thus starting a major conflict, such as a nuclear war. He also said this would happen Early 2008.

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This post is only two days late, but what else is a blog for other than slightly outdated information? So here goes nothing.

My green day was mellow, giving thanks for that pace. No bars, no frat parties and no drunk tank or pelting police officers with beer bottles for me. However, I did humbly attend a kegger at some anonymous location with some old high-school friends. You know, took a walk down no-memory lane, into the past, all the stupid shit I got away with in my first years of puberty. Those dimmed-memories disappeared again with the sound of an amp and a full cup of beer.

The party featured live hip-hop, lyrical talent courtesy of ViBE TRiBE. Dupre and Judge Jojo lived up to their name while delivering strong, positive lyrics accompanied by bouncy beats and smooth tenor vocal back-ups. Hit up their MySpace and listen to their tracks, send them a word, try to catch their next show and catch the vibe, it’s contagious.

cover by DRSELKIRK

Not done. Before Dupre disappeared magician status, I managed to trade bat whiskers and gargoyle sweat in exchange for Dupre’s vocals on my handy personal recorder. If only I weren’t already 5 drinks under and a wee-bit dehydrated, I may have remembered the wind/spit cover, hence a little better quality and more bang for my trade (Gargoyles Sweat is some strait black-market shit).

Dupre A Cappella to You
direct link to mp3

Photo by Meester Photography

I fed the animals, and I don’t recommend you do the same. But before my rebellious breaking of the rules, I witnessed a time-lapsed video of a UC Davis art installation created by one of Chico CA’s finest artists, Dylan Tellesen. Press that little white triangle in the middle of the square below for one sweet motion picture extravaganza, not doing so could result in blindness. (don’t say I didn’t warn you)

Re: Dylan’s Blog

I am the king of ranting, incoherent-ness and run-on sentences.

To powerless figureheads … *OY!*

My only content-less post.