When I was a little, little boy
My mother defeated me
She would not let me play with my cock
Or suck on her soft tittyDefeated, defeated, I know I am defeated
Defeated, Defeated, you are defeated tooWhen I went to a little, little school
My teacher defeated me
She would not let me sing at my desk
Or climb on an apple treeDefeated, defeated, I know I am defeated
Defeated, Defeated, you are defeated tooWhen I went to a little, little church
My preacher defeated me
He told me I sinned when I talked about love
And I'm damned for eternityDefeated, defeated, I know I am defeated
Defeated, Defeated, you are defeated tooWhen I was a little, little man
The government said to me
I want three years and perhaps your life
To kill my enemyDefeated, defeated, I know I am defeated
Defeated, Defeated, you are defeated tooWhen I returned from the fucking army
My boss, he said to me
I buy your life for 3,000 a year
And after sixty you're free--The Fugs
Although the amount of money has changed, this song pretty much holds true. I've been downloading a lot of Fugs mp3's, and I'm amazed by how many people have songs by them on Napster. Conversely, there are almost no pages dedicated to them, and certainly no pages where you can get lyrics. Dirk and I agree that these guys were far ahead of their time when it came to subject matter.
I haven't been getting enough sleep. I wish I could die right now. The computer's been eating up a lot of free time, as has making sure somebody is taking AnimeGirl out to drop off/pick up applications. I'm not holding my breath about AnimeGirl getting a job. She looks like a junkie prostitute. The blue dyed hair isn't helping.
While I'm thinking about it, I'd like some feedback here. I now have access to a digital camera. Would you guys be interested in seeing my apt. and some of the cast members? I might take a picture of myself, but I'm not promising anything.
Yesterday I sat next to a man who smelled like cigarette smoke and poop. He wasn't homeless, just some guy coming home from his white-collar job and smelling. That is the second worst scent combination possible; just barely beaten out by the combo of jasmine and rotting corpses. You don't smoke in the bathroom, do you? Stop that. It's nasty, and the smell clings to you. It lingers in the bathroom forever, and no air freshener really makes the smell go away before it's damn well ready to depart.
I just had an interesting experience. This homeless guy was wandering the street shouting obscenities to people. He went up to this conservatively-dressed couple and yelled, "Whore!" His wild hair was almost white and he had those odd little freckles like Morgan Freeman, but he also had a ratty little moustache with a pussy scab right through the center of it. I was hoping he'd pass me by, but he came up close to me and said, "You look like a pig."
"Okay."
He held out his hand and demanded, "Give me the rest of that cigarette."
"No."
Stepping closer, he repeated, "Give me the rest of that cigarette!"
I took a drag from my cigarette and blew it in his face. "No. It's mine."
He just walked off and rooted through a nearby ashtray for butts.
We get a lot of crazies in this part of D.C.
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Dirk and I could really use a new T.V. set, so if you aren't already a member of StartSampling.com go here to sign up, and please put skatterkat in the ‘referred by' box. It's free, and you get samples of really cool stuff! If you e-mail me and tell me you did so, I'll try to work out a way of sending some frog erasers your way.
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