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Name: Jeff
Country: United States
State: New York
Birthday: 12/29/1977
Gender: Male
Interests: alcohol, yum-yum, spinning in circles, twiddling thumbs, sleeping, growing my hair, avoiding the gym, avoiding vegetables, eating steak, and ummmmmmmm
Expertise: Music
Occupation: Executive
Industry: Business
Message: message me
Member Since:
2/19/2003
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| My friends decided that if we weren't going to eat meat on Fridays we might as well do it together. So the first Fri, we decided to eat at this restaurant called Ninja... a Japanese restaurant served by ninjas...or people dressed up as Ninjas...
   
The food was great and everyone was friends....
   
Then...my friends decided to break the rules and eat meat.....
  
And the Ninjas got angry....they started threatening us....
So I had to defend everyone against the Ninjas...
  
So I took out the extra medium ninja outfit I had conveniently in my pocket and kung fu'd some inferior ninjas...
And they lived happily ever after!!!
The End!!!
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| Dec 1st is Rosa Parks Day:
So I rode the bus today to work and I saw a sign in the front seat saying that "Dec 1st is Rosa Parks day and in honor of her, please keep this seat clear...." I wonder if I'm the only one to find that funny.... we honor her by not letting people sit in the front of the bus...
America is a bunch of people w/ Alzheimers... always in need of things to help them remember. My memory's pretty bad but I remember Rosa Parks and what she did...how u may ask do i retain that memory w/ all the information i receive everyday???...by seeing black people sit in the front of the fucking bus!!!! except on Dec. 1st of course when they're not allowed too...or anyone for that matter. I'd love to have been there if a white person sat down in a crowded bus and a black person told him/her that he/she couldn't sit there. Couldn't she just be honored by giving us another day off???...I'd like that way better...and I think The United States of Alzheimers would remember her better.... | | |
| I've recently started doing something that I never thought I'd ever get into.... reading. In my 28 years of existence I've read 1 book cover to cover and it was because I was forced to by my 7th grade English teacher. He kept me after school everyday till I read the damn thing. You may wonder how I was able to go through 18 years of schooling by only reading 1 book... I wondered the same thing too. It might either be the failing school system or my ability to retain information in lectures without having to read books....I'd like to think it's the latter. So after all this time what made me decide to take up reading??? It was pretty much paranoia. I was starting to think I had a.d.d. I was having a hard time concentrating and staying focused on work or anything for that matter.....except my video games. Of course I never blamed it on smoking.... because drugs keep me focused! So my sister was telling me about some of the books she'd been reading and I figured that if I can focus my mind on reading then maybe I don't have a.d.d. I started reading for the first time about 4 months ago and after 10 pages I'd start wandering off, falling asleep, etc... I started to get worried that I'd never get through it. Somewhere along the way the words started coming to life...as in I can picture in my mind what the words were telling me...even though I was reading thrillers and the murders came out in gruesome detail I found myself actually enjoying the act of reading and putting my imagination to work (before I'd count how many pages b4 the chapters would end). Long story short, I can't even count how many books I've read since then and how it's helped me in the real world. I'm in conference calls everyday now and I realized how my ability to express my thoughts into words have become so much sharper and clearer w/out the use of any extraneous words like "you know" or curses so that I can buy time to find the right words to express my thoughts. I've also slowed down on the smoking considerably as well so it could be that or the reading....I'd like to think it's the latter.... | | |
| YAAAAAAAY I got a job!!!!...another one....
So I went to the Bahamas last weekend for this hip hop convention.... I was reluctant to go but a few people convinced me that it was better than staying in NY. Easily swayed, I decided to take the trip. At the Serato showcase, I got relatively drunk and started doing my meeting new people routine. I came across one of the heads of the company and in my drunken state, explained to them other ways they can use their business to explore other avenues in the record industry. For those of you that don't know, Serato is a computer interface that allows djs to manipulate music on their actual turntables and mixers using mp3s on their computer. The ideas that I had were pretty much things that I thought about when I first heard of the company and saw dj's utilizing it. They were things I thought of bringing to itunes. I explained them under the guise of a heineken/patron facade the alcohol created for me because of the wonderful open bars throughout the convention including this showcase. To make a long story short, I left w a few of my dj friends looking for the next place to get fucked up or to go ride our scooters around the island. The guy from Serato was looking for me and caught up w me at the lobby offering me a job to run w/ my ideas for the company. So here I am, a week later developing 2 infrastructures for my new company along w/ working records. Pretty busy but now filled w a newfound excitement of working in the music industry. There is a lull that arises when working in the same industry for almost 10 years (no matter how much fun people might think it is) but it now has subsided w/ this new focus. I just wanted to write something down as a footnote to a new future where i can look back on it thinking how far I came....hopefully. Not a bad beginning to a new excursion that arose from drunken banter... is there anything alcohol can't do???? | | |
| Just got back from Houston, just got home to detox, just got to work to try to recover.... I feel like shit...so far, so-ber. I'm still kind of incoherant but all I know is it's the last time in a long time that I'll be on that road again....even though that road is as popular as broadway and I have to occasionally go there so I can get some sort of idea where I am or where I'm going....
My jaw hurts, I'm still lightheaded, can't hold a conversation for longer than 5 min, and still can hardly eat even though I know I'm hungry. My recovery time is at a snail's pace making me realize that maybe I should leave the drugs to the kids.... | | |
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