I drew a fire escape ladder on later.

bye for now

warrenhaasphoto.com
is gone.
it is not an error.

creep with a camera

From the journal of Kevin R. Nelson, 2/2/96

I was drunk. I had just left a friend's house where a severely mediocre party was taking place. I hit on some ugly girls, knocked over the punch bowl and then passed out on top of a cat for 12 minutes.

It was cold out and I only had on my levi jeans and my leather jacket over a t-shirt. But I had somehow misplaced my shoes, and apparently didn't care enough in my haste of leaving to find them. So my socks did the walking.

As I walked along 7th, my thoughts shifted to that of the recent serial killings that had been taking place. I wasn't thinking about getting killed or anything like that. I'm not paranoid. But more what I was focusing on was the fact that this serial killer had been shooting all of the victims.

It bothered me more and more that this killer had been shooting people. I didn't really care about the fact people were being killed, I just didn't approve of his methods.

I mean when you consider this, it's a pretty poor show when a serial killer is shooting people. And they haven't even been really elaborate shootings that take lots of effort and precision gunmanship. Is that a word? The shootings have just been like point the gun and then bam, someone's dead.

I've always associated serial killers with the idea of big-ass knives who cut people up. They take a lot of pride in the pain inflicted on their victims. And they like to take their time to see if they might get caught.

But no no, this current killer decided that he would just shoot some people. What a cop out. I mean, it's like all he has to do is knock on someone's door and then pow, another victim. There's nothing to that.

If you ask me, he's just kind of lazy. He's taking the random public shooting spree and just spreading it out over a couple weeks. Maybe he's afraid of a shootout with the police? I'm not really sure.

My point is I guess, that if he came after me, even if he did shoot me, my last words would be telling him how much of a lousy serial killer he was.

This is what I thought about as I walked home in the cold on February 2nd.

Quackerina

A duck dressed unwillingly in drag.

It's a duck. You can do whatever you want with it after it's captured.

I do a mad freestyle

uhh internet freestyle rap
keep that shit under wrap
I'm posting it on blogger
shit's more fun than Frogger

But Frogger wasn't that fun
It's kind of been done
by George Costanza on Seinfeld
Shit, that info was withheld

Warren loves to make the raps
Like Santa's elves' love to wrap
Uhhh rhyme the same words more than once
like missy eliott, big on the cunts

my style is impregnable
unless you work at barnes and noble
Personally I prefer Indigo
speaking of books,
I gots to go.

I ate a sandwich today.

I spent the last hour browsing through strangers' blogs. I am bored. And looking at other people's blogs didn't excite me too much. People write some really boring stuff. But they also write some really weird shit:

"Despite the many fantastic dining options right outside my door, I still feel the need to make the occasional McDonald's call. As I crossed the street, Seamus called me to inform of my brother's misbehaviors of the night before."

“I also saw my perfect little baby niece dedicated to Jesus this morning at my sister and brother-in-law's church. That was awesome and I know they will certainly abide to the commitment they made this morning.”

“OORAHH! We're in Okinawa!”

"I recently talked by phone with the organizers of the bus tour, explained to them my objections, and asked them not to come to Lee. They responded that they are coming anyway, whether we like it or not, and said they want Lee to provide a public forum, such as chapel, classes, luncheons, for them to make their case.”

"Don't listen! It's SIN! It's all sin! You all will go to hell!"
Mah. Scene di ordinaria isteria.
Buonanotte

“I'm not going to comment here other than to say that Bono is one of those rare people whose prose is as persuasive as his song lyrics.”

“i like eating mangoes nt only because they ar very tasty ..but ethir way u spell them mangoes/mongos they are delicious”

“Keep your elbows locked and then very slowly lower your hands behind your head.”

“I have just been shopping at the 24 hour garage and spar franchise. I fear I have seen the future and it isn't pretty.”

“dinner was yummy and interesting...”

Patient: Hey, Scott!

Axis:My name's not Scott.

Pt: I know, I was just calling yous a typical white name.

Axis: White name? So, are there white names and black names?

Pt: Yuh, of course!

Axis: Alright so what are some black names?

Pt: Uh, we got Lawanda, Theresa, Montisha, Shantella, ...

Axis: Cool ... so what about [patient's first name]

Pt: Ooooh! That be one unique nigga name!