losers please sign in

So there’s this guy who owns some sort of garage down a couple blocks toward the ghetto part of the street I live on. Almost every morning for the past few years that I’ve lived here, the poor guy has had to come out and paint over the nightly graffiti left by the Mexican gangster hooligans in the area. The cycle just never seems to end. Every time he paints over it, within a day or two there are new graffiti tags up. It’s like that classic Pink Panther Cartoon “The Pink Phink,” where a house painter can’t figure out why everything he paints blue turns pink. But this guy never gives up. He just keeps painting over it. There must be several thousand coats of paint on that wall, and I’m surprised one can still make out the stucco features of a wall where paint has been so thoroughly caked on. However, today as I drove by I noticed that the guy had apparently given up on painting over their shitty tags and instead offered up this clever zinger of his own that I couldn’t help but snap a picture of:

losers sign in here

Apparently, he got tired of their stalemate game of paint-o-war, and just decided to openly mock them by writing “losers please sign in” which given that they’re probably illiterate or can’t speak English…they were all too willing to oblige. Just a friendly garage owner doing his part to keep a shitty old building as nice as possible and trying his best to make the neighborhood a decent place. This guy is my hero!

May 2, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , . Uncategorized. Comments off.

diary of a wandering recluse

Saturday night I drank a bottle of wine, wrote some lyrics and watched “Diamonds Are Forever” with Sean Connery. Rudd wanted me to go with him to the casino, but I’m not going to the stupid Indian casino, nobody is going to win anything there. And I realize that they just want to go for fun, but the ambiance at an Indian casino isn’t all that rewarding itself. It’s mostly just white trash and riff raff…which leads you to self reflect while you’re there… “am i white trash and riff raff since I’m here too?” which pretty much ruins any enjoyable feeling you get from the experience. That reminds me, there’s this new Indian casino I saw a billboard for and it’s called “Sol Casino.” And I looked at it and thought “a casino called S.O.L.? what kind of idiot would gamble there?” Anyway, I want to try to take a trip to Vegas and do some serious gambling, so I’m saving for that.

Went to the Phoenix Zoo today with Shannon. Man, that place keeps getting better all the time. There was a new elephant exhibit that wasn’t there when we went last year. All in all, the Phoenix Zoo has come a long way in the last few years, and its something we should be very proud of.

I keep trying to finish this album, but I’m constantly getting sidetracked. I’m too busy to hold everything together that I’m trying to do. I need to just lock myself in my room and work work work. Plus my first three albums were mdeiocre rushed efforts that were done extremely on the cheap, and I’m trying to take my time and see if I can capture the kind of sound I want to create.

February 2, 2009. Tags: , , , , , , . Uncategorized. 1 comment.

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