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Nick Ciarochi

Sole member of Athens, Georgia indie "band" Jonny Cacophony. Songwriter, cynic, designer, bohemian hedonist. Surprisingly good with children.
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Apr 10, 2004


I think NN invited a coke addict to crash on our couch last night. The noises this guy made would have to be called "sniffles" because there is no word for what they were. The word for them would fit in the blank of this analogy: sniffle is to _____ as whimper is to bloodcurdling scream. He woke me up several times last night, and then didn't leave this morning, so periodically today I'd be minding my own business and suddenly hear a noise like someone drilling through my skull. As you can imagine I'm a little on edge.

The other day Caroline took me to get my hair cut. I'm not happy with the result, because if I comb it or forget to shove it to the side, I look like Mr. Spock. The pertinence of the haircut to my story of roommate misery is that the hairdresser expressed some concerns about her son being able to support himself when he grew up. I said something along the lines of, "well my parents were worried too, but I did OK," and she replied, "black men don't do OK."

What do you say to that? "Yeah, I've got this roommate, total waste of space, uses up all the bleach so I can never get the cross-ash stains out of my nice white hood"? All I know is I'm probably going to hell for telling this story.

Nick ::: 8:54 PM ::: 0 comments

Apr 7, 2004


Man, Christianity must be a scary place to be right now. They're practically having a civil war in the Tate plaza. It's probably Mel Gibson's fault.

First we had "Passion for Christ," which basically meant a bunch of really bad musicians singing repetitive "I love Jesus" tripe. Then we had this crazy guy with a giant sign that said "YOU MAKE ME SICK" followed by "dykes on bikes" and "child-molesting homosexuals" and such. Then we had some sort of generic fundraiser for Jesus, followed by two days of another sign-wielder who more specifically hated gays and was wearing an honest-to-goodness sandwich board. And today "Passion for Christ" is back.

They're also having a bit of a brawl on the Red&Black opinions page. I get the impression that something like 90% of Christians are individuals who have got it all wrong and are misrepresenting the religion to everybody else. So it must be hella confusing to figure out which 10% actually knows their spiritual shit.

Personally I think they should all gather on the same day and just beat the hell out of each other with acoustic guitars and bibles. Maybe the atheists can join in too, armed only with what natural selection has provided them. With any luck the political science faculty will get caught in the crossfire, too.

I can dream, can't I?

We're watching The Matrix today in film. It's really funny to listen to the prof holding forth about perceptions of reality and the novel of ideas, only pausing for breath and to bash the sequels. Stupid Matrix sequels. I still haven't seen Revolutions and it occurred to me the other day that I don't even want to see it on DVD anymore. It just seems like my life will be just that much brighter without sitting through two hours of some fanboy's craven attempt to get more money.

But how about KB v.2, eh? Eh? That one's going to rock!


I've got nothing else. See? This is why I never post.

Nick ::: 12:51 PM ::: 0 comments

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