neat
as expected, the guy at al y ed’s seemed surprised that i’d want to see the display of my ipod when i was using it. gee. “but you just make the playlists…”
long annoying story shorter and still annoying.
travel to radio shack and buy a little stereo splitter cable. xm inserted in to one. ipod in to the other. the one going to the ipod has a 6000 foot cable so it looks like shit right now, but who cares, really when spending a shitload of money on something with features you don’t use. right? right? hey, what the fuck. let’s fuck that asshole. he’s a middle aged white guy. asshole probably deserves it.
drove an hour in traffic to panorama city (where dreams go to die) to look at a 475k slum. it was so fucking awful that i just walked out while the owners were showing me the features. for example, it had a bathroom with a toilet and a shower/tub. i turned to the agent and said “i’m not buying this piece of shit. are you?” and left. at least he had further to drive in the stupid traffic.
i’ll be glad when the people pass on our crazy offer so we can get to the true joy of the holiday season.
fuck them in the neck.
next stop: bowel cancer!
more whining
today’s subject: the ipod thing i got installed in my 4runner yesterday.
i’ve tried the two things for the ipod wot connect to the radio via radio signals, the podfreq and some other piece of shit, itrip, that doesn’t work and, well, neither of them work, though the podfreq has a few more options which ultimately don’t work.
i also wanted to get the xm display raised as i keep looking down at it and i don’t think that’s so safe, so, i broke down and went to al & ed’s autosound to get something installed so i’d have a direct connection from the ipod to my ears and have the xm display mounted a bit higher so i could peripherally see the cars i run in to while i’m looking at the xm display.
they sold me something called the usa-spec. the salesman said i could control it through the radio. create 5 playlists and you can use the factory stereo. fine. i don’t really use playlists, so i figured that i’d just not use that and use the ipod the way i use it now; find a band, album, etc. that i like and push play and fast forward. seems pretty obvious.
apparently, it’s not obvious. apparently one is supposed to remember every song and artist one has in their ipod, put them in five playlists and operate the thing from memory. when you plug the ipod in to this thing, the ipod display doesn’t work.
that’s a nice song, what’s it called? who is it by? i don’t know. suck my dick, please.
now i have to go back and get them to take it out (said the altar boy to the pastor) and that will suck ass in the bad way.
i just want to be able to play the ipod through my car stereo with no static. how difficult is that?
the main reason for doing this is spending all savings so we can’t buy a house.
speaking of that… suprisingly, they’ve rejected the lunatic offer of 410 and come down to 450. we’re going back at 418k. this will show them that they are dealing with a crazy cheapskate who does not care. pretty spot on, eh?
fucking ipod. another reason to hate apple.
fat, gay and old
some of these shots are incredibly good.
i look about as gay as a football bat in some of them and just as old and fat.
good thing i’m married so no one “talks”.
http://deancameron.com/imgs/headshots/
adult
we put in an offer on a house. it is a piece of shit house. it is a small little 2br house less than 1000 sq feet and it is in eagle rock, california. they want 469,000 dollars for this little piece of crap. so. it is an overpriced piece of crap house.
i have decided to lead a one man real estate revolution. i will single-handedly adjust the market by scaring the befuckingjesus out of these motherfuckers who think that they can aks that much money for a dog turd.
“people are offering 70,000 less than aksing price on real estate. the market is crashing!!!”
that is my plan.
i do NOT know what we plan to do if they actually accept the offer on the tiny little piece of shit house that is too far away from anywhere that is even remotely close to anything that has to do with our lives.
this is ridiculous.
the really cool thing is that no one can explain to me who is buying these pieces of shit or why, really, one would buy a home.
we rent in a very nice place. “you’re throwing your money away!”
no, we are paying for comfort and convenience. you eat protein shakes or whatever you need to just stay alive, but you eat food that tastes good. it’s shit in just a few hours. why waste your money on food you enjoy eating? you’re throwing your money away.
we’re renting here because we can’t afford to buy here. that’s all.
It would be nice if…
tonight is the final night of billy the mime at sacred fools.
i will miss billy’s “it would be nice if…” followed by something impossible and pointless.
i have de blues. the holidays are here and another year has gone by without me doing the things i “should” be doing.
“what are those, dean”
“oh, you know”
“why don’t you do them, dean?”
“teachers were right. i don’t apply myself. imagine that: my teachers in high school were right…”
It would be nice if I didn’t need to sleep or eat.
good corey fun
All I aksed for was a P.A.
“no problem”
so the night before the shoe i get an email “you can pick the p.a. up tomorrow”.
the fuck?
i spent all saturday in traffic completely pissed off. 2.5 hours to get to fucking torrance. i got to the theater just in time for billy to start.
then i had to assemble the fucking p.a. by myself. motherfuck. just thinking about it has pissed me off again.
never mind.
coreyoke rules so hard i can not believe it. we should be making metal skool money.
people lose their fucking minds. who doesn’t want to sing with a band? especially a band fronted by two non-threatening geeks.
man, we rule. we rule more than the corey did when they were the corey. that’s how much coreyoke rules.
just don’t aks me to set up the fucking p.a. again.
feeling sorry for the bad guy
A few times after the spamscam shoe, people would express concern *for* the scammers; as if I was doing something bad to them.
I am convinced it is a sort of reverse racism “those poor black people in nigeria have no choice but to turn to crime… if they bilk someone out of their life savings, the person deserves it because he is 1. stupid and b. white.”
once skin color gets involved, people go nuts.
often the person who is awed by a person who is gullible enough to fall for a persistent, professional scammer has some sort of thing they believe in; god, astrology, the two party system, etc., which is complete and utter bullshit. we all fall for stuff every day. for example, i have this weird belief that i can somehow succeed in an industry where the unemployment rate is over 90%. who’s the gullible idiot, eh?
irregardless… i’ve jumped in headfirst to some politically correct folks who are quite miffed that someone might violate a 419 scammer’s intellectual property rights.
http://headheeb.blogmosis.com/archives/030555.html
i’ve said it before, the guy i corresponded is free to come to the states and do the show with me and profit however he wants.
i also find it cute that they think i’m making some sort of profit from the show in the first place… if they had ANY idea.
in other news. looking at homes with chilton. he and his bride may go in with me and jessie on a duplex or more. it’s such a hassle.
tomorrow is 360 at sacred fools. their annual fund raiser. i was able to pull some strings with famous friends and get some swag to auction off. coreyoke is also wrapping the evening up at 1am. should be cool. joe “corey hart” higgins can’t make the show so nick “corey hart” lane is filling in on drums.
i finally put up a crappy looking web page at coreyoke.com
it’s so late right now.
oh. the thornbirds are playing dec. 26th at the key club. I’ll be closer to 50 than I like. darren will be closer to 40…
oy.
trader joe’s should perish
I hate trader joe’s. I hate the people who shop there. I hate the people who work there. The people at Ralph’s or Von’s are so gentle and sweet. You get to trader joe’s and everyone is smug, pushy and entitled to be in front of you and stop in the middle of the aisle and talk on their phones to aks their spouse about which $1.48 bottle of wine they want.
I used to live in laurel canyon and the people there had this bucolic peaceful exterior, but they were all pig shitheads who were in a rush to get home and align their chakras and didn’t care who the fuck the ran off the road to accomplish that. trader joes is laurel canyon in a store.
plus, you can’t read the price labels because the dredlocked/tatooed/ponytailed/vegan assholes who work there write them in different colored inks and put them in counterintuitive places.
yes, i hate trader joe’s. slightly less than erewhon. erewhon should be invaded by gangs with blowtorches.
oh… and those fucking clever brands. the mexican food is “trader jose’s”. hahaha hooo, oh man, they’re funny. if they were really funny, the oriental food would be called “tlader joe”.
the only good thing about trader joe’s (other than driving by and not going inside) is that their workers aren’t unionized but have better benefits and crap than union stores. but you still can’t convince anyone who works there that unions are worthless.
i would only go to trader joe’s to buy stuff for billy the mime. which is what i did tonight.
horrid
the prospect of a) moving and 2) buying a home has sent me into a tailspin of darkness. i can barely move.
the main thing is that the amount that we have been approved for is quite a bit over our comfort level and it only puts us in crappy houses in crappy neighborhoods.
i’m having one of the financially best years i’ve had in a long long time and it does. not. fucking. matter.
when i am not in a bristling rage, i am catatonic.
motherfuckers. complete motherfucking motherfuckers.
dean, you’re so lucky to be in a position to even think about buying a house!
fuck you in the neck.
that kind of attitude isn’t going to help!
neither is yours. now fuck off or give me two hundred thousand dollars for a down payment you dick.
no wonder your so miserable. you have such a bad attitude.
I struggled for years to rebuild my life after the great career crash of ‘95 and it can’t get me and my lovely bride a 2br 1ba shithole in the valley for less than half a million dollars.
oh. well, if you really apply yourself..
die. just die already…
assholes
i used to know this guy from acting class. his name was nick corri. he
was a really good actor.
apparently, he joined a cult, changed his name and has made his dream movie.
what a fucking asshole.
it is impossible to draw myself away from these two sites. like a moth to flame.
what a complete asshole.
apparantly, my old acting coach, howard fine, is a complete and utter
dick, ass well.
wow. if you don’t know who you are, you will end up like this fucking idiot.
http://www.spiritualwarriors
jessie said “he is led on a journey by santa?” genius.