chris_oh

Thu, 12 Feb 2009 07:13:00 GMT

If you’re like me, you’re worried about your job being taken away by less educated and lazy people. That’s right, I am talking about babies!

The United States government isn’t doing enough to prevent these leaches from coming into are country then 16 to 24 years later taking our jobs. How do they get here? They just appear. Next thing you know, you’re seeing them with our wives, doing unspeakable acts. Shameful.

If you’re going to be in our country, you better know English, babies. None of this nonsense I hear you speak.

As men, I think it’s our reasonability to sill up the boarders these bastards are coming through.

Waiting for the train

Mon, 01 Dec 2008 22:36:28 GMT

I am sitting in Amer’s, which is a Mediterranean deli/ coffee shop in Ann Arbor, waiting for my train. It leaves at 7. I took the bus from Ypsilanti to Ann Arbor at 1:30 to hang out with Andrea when she got off of work at the Library but plans changed.

When I got off the bus, the first thing I did was head to the train station to get my ticket. It ended up being 45 clams. That’s $15 more than the ticket price last night. When I got to Amer’s, I went online to check if I read the correct price. Since I left the train station the ticket had gone up to $75. Damn!

While I was waiting, I read an interesting article that David Byrne wrote for Wire. I would like to share it. It’s about the current evolutionary state of music and the business of music. It’s mirrors things I heard Calvin Johnston and Ian MacKaye touch on, on Soft Focus.

http://www.wired.com/entertainment/music/magazine/16-01/ff_byrne

I should be heading out.

Later amigos.

Where do pencils come from?

Wed, 19 Nov 2008 17:44:51 GMT

Yesterday, when a 12-year-old asked if pencils grow on trees, without a hesitation I confirmed they did. I had overheard Patrick tell the student a story about pencil trees located in remote regions of the world, as we waited for parents to pick up their children from tutoring. Next, the student asked Lynda and Amy. Both tutors answered like it was dumb questions to ask. “What? Of course they do. What else would they grow on?”

Why didn’t anyone question agreeing with Patrick's story? Part of it was trying to be creative and coming up with an imaginative story but mostly it was about power. There is a certain satisfaction that comes along with knowing you’re thought of as an authority. By being creative or “lying” I am testing that authority. It feels pretty good that even when we tell these absurd stories that we’re only questioned and not completely dismissed. I bet that’s what it feels like to be a politician.

Wed, 29 Oct 2008 07:33:39 GMT

My brother's wife had a baby this morning. My sister also had a baby this morning. I would have posted something about it earlier but for some reason I couldn't figure out the syntax. I would have wrote "my brother and sister had two babies this morning." That would have sounded really bad.

Calling my mom

Tue, 23 Sep 2008 18:48:12 GMT

When I was growing up, my mom was always on the phone. I couldn’t understand why. It didn’t seem like she was saying much. She talked about the social dynamics of altar society, which is something to do with people that set up church functions. I thought it was kind of silly. Now, I find myself doing that. Of course I’m not talking about church functions. Of course.

Since the public transit is free for me*, I’ll go down town for no particular reason expecting to randomly find something to do. After I get off the train I quickly realize I have no plan. Being by myself I’ll want to give someone a call. Usually what happens is I see a woman that reminds me of my mom so I’ll want to call her.

Yesterday I was going to go to the art museum until I remembered that art is totally retarded. Instead I gave my mom a call. I talked to her about being related to John L. Sullivan because one of our cousins in England has been researching our family tree. John L. Sullivan was last heavy weight boxing champion before boxers started wearing gloves. Boxing, unlike art, is totally sweet and fucking awesome.

*A benefit of protecting our democracy by being a photographer

Week One

Sun, 21 Sep 2008 14:34:55 GMT

Yesterday was the end of my first week in Chicago. Is it too early to do an assessment? Since moving here, I’ve visited half the people I know. I am hoping I find a best friend soon. I know what you’re thinking, “Hey, I thought I was your best friend.” You are, don’t worry about being replaced.

I don’t know a lot about martial arts but I am going to make this analogy – Being a best friend is like having a black belt. Anybody can have a black belt but few people do. It takes time and effort. Of course, they’re some obvious differences. You don’t need the ability fight people or break wooden boards but I am sure it wouldn’t hurt to have a friend that could do that.

Thu, 18 Sep 2008 04:25:56 GMT

I want to say that I'm very excited for no real reason.

I saw this when I was on my way to the Shedd Aquarium. I thought it was amusing.

I spent less than hour at the Shedd Aquarium. Most of that time I was staring at the Alligator Snapping Turtle. It took my breath away. A farther told his two boys, "I wouldn't want to meet that guy on the streets. I think he was implying that he would have to street fight the turtle which doesn't make any sense. I would just leave the turtle alone.

Sat, 13 Sep 2008 22:50:59 GMT

It's my second day living in Chicago. I want to do some more exploring but it's raining and I don't have an umbrella.

I went over to Matt's place yesterday. He made pasta.

Wed, 20 Aug 2008 03:08:29 GMT

Todd just sent me this link.

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 07:17:27 GMT

I usually hate when I hear people say they’re from Detroit when they’re not. The farther a way from the city the more likely I catch myself doing the same.

When I was San Francisco a women tried to get me to sponsor a child in a developing country. She told me that I could even choose the country that I wanted my money to go to. She asked where I was from and I told her Detroit. I wanted there was anyway I could sponsor a child from there. Instead I just said, “I appreciate the work you’re doing but I am not able to give any money right now.”

Tue, 05 Aug 2008 05:43:16 GMT

Today I learned that I shouldn't be shy about using the flash. I need to be more aggressive with my photos.

Mon, 04 Aug 2008 08:25:37 GMT

My last drink was a rum and coke that I had on the forth of July. That was a month ago. I've probably saved at $100 and I won't forget to mention the calories I've avoided. Not too bad.

Fri, 01 Aug 2008 04:23:25 GMT

I will be flying out of San Jose to Chicago next Friday. I'm anxious to leave. When I get to Chicago I'll be staying with Ken for two weeks. I'll be working a my Army Reserve unit for that time and looking for places to move in the fall.

Last time I tried to move I decided it wasn't the right time to move. I moved back to Grand Rapids for awhile and things were good but I am hoping things can get better.

And I will also be getting a new pair of glasses when I am in the city. Hotdog!

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 15:18:58 GMT

It's been one week since I've decided to cut out drinking. Things are going okay. I did have one mix drink on the fourth but I didn't pay for it. Since I've been keeping my meal portions small the one drink made me a little sick. I started to think of other things that may be more practical than pressing a record like making a down payment on a car. But if I moving to Chicago I don't know how practical that will be. Damn this time of uncertainty!

Dustin helped me move to Ypsilanti the other day. I have most of my things unpacked.

On the tenth I'll be heading to Chicago then off to California for a little over three weeks. Then I'll be back in Michigan for two weeks. Then I am going to Wisconsin for two weeks. Then I'll be in Chicago for two weeks. Then I go to Maryland for a month. Then back to Michigan for two weeks. Then to Maryland for a month again. Hopefully I'll be able to move to Chicago after that.

The only reason I really unpacking all my stuff is to find where I put my toothbrush.

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 13:42:16 GMT

I am going to not drink from July 1st (Canada Day) until January 1st (New Years Day). I've been talking about quitting drinking for awhile. It just doesn't financially make sense. In the past people have been discouraging. Either they want people to drink with them, they discourage you from trying or when you're hanging out they act like your judging them.

I think drinking is fine. It's a fun social activity but there are other things I want to spend my money on. So I am setting this goal of six months and at the end I am going to try to put out a seven inch record for a friend. At the lease I spend 20 dollars a week. That's over 80 dollars a month. At the lease I'll have saved 500 dollars which more than half the cost. If we never sold a copy it wouldn't hurt me because would all be money that I would have drank.

I am posting this so you can hold me to it.

Plus I want to stop drinking to lose weight.

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 21:03:47 GMT

I was sitting on a concrete wall in the parking lot of an abandon fast food joint when a hillbilly looking man pulled up in a dusty beat up car. I thought he was going to tell me I wasn't aloud to be there. At first I couldn't understand what he was saying. I asked him to repeat himself twice. I finally understood what he was saying.

"Do you want a blowjob?"

Of course my midwestern manners kicked in.

"No thank you."

Then he tried again.

"What if I paid you?"

I said no thanks again and he gave me a thumbs up and drove off.

I walked across the street to the Grand Coney to meet up with Scott and Edwin. When I told them they didn't seem to think was as strange as I did. Edwin only said, "He probably thought you were gay." and Scott said, "Why didn't you ask how much. I would be curious." We went in to eat and it was never mentioned again.

Sat, 21 Jun 2008 15:02:09 GMT

Introductions are a necessary awkwardness. Yesterday when I was at Katie's brother's cookout there were a lot of people that had not met each other so there was a rapid series of names and handshakes. One time I introduced myself to a man who had the same first name. I said, "Hello. Chris." and he must have thought I said, "Hello Chris." He replied, "That's right... We already met." For a minute I thought we had.

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 12:35:12 GMT

I've been in the dumps lately. Nothing too terrible has happened but a series of events has added up into a big stomach ache. It's mostly anxiety.

I've been trying to cheer myself by going to the Merriam-Webster website to listen to the proper pronunciation of inappropriate words. Even that's not working.

The think the problem is that the Merriam-Webster website doesn't give the pronunciation of conjunctions. At least not for the words I want to hear. If I could hear the computer say, "shit balls" I would be fine.

AIM

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 22:01:43 GMT

Me: We could make a pizza!

Todd: i need pizza gratification now i'm afraid

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 15:40:33 GMT

Yesterday my brother told me that his wife will be having a baby girl in October. How exciting! This will be their first baby.

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 16:54:20 GMT

Our landlord is showing our apartment to potential new tenants. Chad and I should have planned ahead. All we did was clean but we could have done so much more. One suggestion was having are friends come over, were all black and sit in every seat. They would not say a word and we would not acknowledge them unless we were asked. I am not sure what we would say. We would be dress how dressed how we normally are.

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 21:02:54 GMT

It looks like we're moving out at the end of August. Sam is going to grad school in July and Chad wants to buy a house. If anyone is looking for a roommate to find a place or is renting out a room let me know.

GVSU computer lab

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 00:51:43 GMT

"It's this girl I met at the accounting conference..."

napping

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 20:04:56 GMT

I am emotionally tough cookie but there is something about waking up after a nap that makes me feel despair.

If you have ever talked to me about about dreams I've told you that my dreams are practical and boring. I'm either fixing a sandwich or paying some bills on line. I didn't have a dream like that during today's nap. In my dream I was having all you can eat chicken wings. The chicken wings were served with chinese food which you were not aloud to eat. And you were only allowed to eat as many chicken wings as glasses of beer you drank.

I didn't want to drink anymore beer but I did want to eat more chicken wings. So I would take the chicken wings out of the chinese food and go to the bathroom. While some guy was peeing all over the floor, I shoved them in my mouth.

After waking up from this dream I felt depressed for ten minutes. I have to clue what this could have meant.

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 15:14:46 GMT

When I was Walking down Fuller, I heard a white guy tell his older girlfriend, "I was doing straight shots and chasing it with Mad Dog."