Post Titled: Corporate Monkey Flings Sh*T
DISCLAIMER: I'm tired and disoriented so this post is weak!
POiNTS:
-returned to MINIBAR, (the bar that is the size or your kitchen) with Rob the other day, nice little place- gemutlich, with (what I discovered were) mild-mannered prostitutes hanging around the bar (looking like dressed-up 19-year-old sorority girls after a house party)and people do not hesitate to smoke joints at the bar. In fact, on my bike ride to work yesterday through Kreuzberg after I passed through my third cloud of pot smoke I realized that people here just kind of smoke in public here and no one seems to care- little groups of men chatting in front of a storefront or cafe being quite harmless in the early afternoon or a couple of Turkish teenagers giggling on a dog walk. Which made me think: the young muslims aren't supposed to drink but apparently smoking pot is ok, so why wouldn't the US DEA work to provide more angry jihadis with pot to ´chill them out? I know this is the most juvenile and naively stupid idea ever, but I was frozen trying to survive a long bike ride so what can you expect, really?
SIDE NOTE: I'm Re-listening to that this american life about the Beaver trilogy (a rerun) (but brilliant) (if you can ever see the Beaver trilogy, DO! It played at the Grand Illusion in Seattle a few years back...)
Anyhow, I am now a corporate monkey calling radiologists in the states to interrogate them about their SIEMENS super crazy hi-tech MRI etc. equipment, it is a grueling sucky job but it is a job I can do for a bit before we head off to England for Christmas. Nice international co-workers from all over, though, that is cool.- Besides, I have somehow avoided being a corporate a** monkey up until this point- but knew I couldn't avoid it forever.
Meanwhile the monotony of the work is backfiring in my brain (this always happens- taking wierd Photos and messing with them digitally, speaking of corporate monkies and their remixes:
) and am having crazy lucid dreams, bouncing around town pretty care-free in my free time, and Nadine and I are getting along very well- she has a photo shoot in Stuttgart for the next two days so I'll have to find somehting to do with myself- maybe hit up some art exhibits with the Swedish guy I met at work.
UPDATE: JAN 8, 2007... I have actually been enjoying the SIEMENS JOB, it isn't that bad...
This post isn't as interesting as I imagined it to be.
Anyhow, I am now considering writing an article on the phenomenon of Depeche Mode Partys in Berlin (and surrounding former East) - there's a HUGE Depeche Mode Party every other month- this needs to be explored.
P.S. in dedication of my flirtation with a huge multinational corporation, I'd like to take a second to include:
Artist: Mos Def
Album: New Danger
Title: The Rape Over
(Boogie man business)
Listen
All white men is runnin this rap shit
Corporate force's runnin this rap shit
Setae israli is runnin this rap shit
We poke out the ashes for a chance to cash in
Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit
'Dro, 'yac and E-pills is runnin this rap shit
The rape over, turn your face over nigga
No god in disguise it's me, game over
Hey lil souljahs you're ready for more?
But don't ask what you're fighting for
They thought that you sur--vived the gunfight, the drama, the stress
You get in the line of fire we get the big ass cheques
You gettin your choice to pimp
Make your choice and fall in
This is austral B I, take that cock in your behind, Beatch
Hit the streets and perform for us
Hold hard and bring it on to us, fucker
I let you sip, comes an army, get a Mercedes
And kick back and let you pay me, my Mack is crazy
I leave the, knife and fist fight filled with glamour
Yeah, take a picture what this platinum point the sledgehammer
We over-do it add the fire and explode it to it
We're so confused with one rap music
Mtv, is runnin this rap shit
Viacom is runnin this rap shit
AOL and Time wanna (be) runnin this rap shit
We poke out the ashes for a chance to cash in
Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit
Hennessey, is runnin this rap shit
(??) and sexual is runnin this rap shit"
DISCLAIMER: I'm tired and disoriented so this post is weak!
POiNTS:
-returned to MINIBAR, (the bar that is the size or your kitchen) with Rob the other day, nice little place- gemutlich, with (what I discovered were) mild-mannered prostitutes hanging around the bar (looking like dressed-up 19-year-old sorority girls after a house party)and people do not hesitate to smoke joints at the bar. In fact, on my bike ride to work yesterday through Kreuzberg after I passed through my third cloud of pot smoke I realized that people here just kind of smoke in public here and no one seems to care- little groups of men chatting in front of a storefront or cafe being quite harmless in the early afternoon or a couple of Turkish teenagers giggling on a dog walk. Which made me think: the young muslims aren't supposed to drink but apparently smoking pot is ok, so why wouldn't the US DEA work to provide more angry jihadis with pot to ´chill them out? I know this is the most juvenile and naively stupid idea ever, but I was frozen trying to survive a long bike ride so what can you expect, really?
SIDE NOTE: I'm Re-listening to that this american life about the Beaver trilogy (a rerun) (but brilliant) (if you can ever see the Beaver trilogy, DO! It played at the Grand Illusion in Seattle a few years back...)
Anyhow, I am now a corporate monkey calling radiologists in the states to interrogate them about their SIEMENS super crazy hi-tech MRI etc. equipment, it is a grueling sucky job but it is a job I can do for a bit before we head off to England for Christmas. Nice international co-workers from all over, though, that is cool.- Besides, I have somehow avoided being a corporate a** monkey up until this point- but knew I couldn't avoid it forever.
Meanwhile the monotony of the work is backfiring in my brain (this always happens- taking wierd Photos and messing with them digitally, speaking of corporate monkies and their remixes:
) and am having crazy lucid dreams, bouncing around town pretty care-free in my free time, and Nadine and I are getting along very well- she has a photo shoot in Stuttgart for the next two days so I'll have to find somehting to do with myself- maybe hit up some art exhibits with the Swedish guy I met at work.
UPDATE: JAN 8, 2007... I have actually been enjoying the SIEMENS JOB, it isn't that bad...
This post isn't as interesting as I imagined it to be.
Anyhow, I am now considering writing an article on the phenomenon of Depeche Mode Partys in Berlin (and surrounding former East) - there's a HUGE Depeche Mode Party every other month- this needs to be explored.
P.S. in dedication of my flirtation with a huge multinational corporation, I'd like to take a second to include:
Artist: Mos Def
Album: New Danger
Title: The Rape Over
(Boogie man business)
Listen
All white men is runnin this rap shit
Corporate force's runnin this rap shit
Setae israli is runnin this rap shit
We poke out the ashes for a chance to cash in
Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit
'Dro, 'yac and E-pills is runnin this rap shit
The rape over, turn your face over nigga
No god in disguise it's me, game over
Hey lil souljahs you're ready for more?
But don't ask what you're fighting for
They thought that you sur--vived the gunfight, the drama, the stress
You get in the line of fire we get the big ass cheques
You gettin your choice to pimp
Make your choice and fall in
This is austral B I, take that cock in your behind, Beatch
Hit the streets and perform for us
Hold hard and bring it on to us, fucker
I let you sip, comes an army, get a Mercedes
And kick back and let you pay me, my Mack is crazy
I leave the, knife and fist fight filled with glamour
Yeah, take a picture what this platinum point the sledgehammer
We over-do it add the fire and explode it to it
We're so confused with one rap music
Mtv, is runnin this rap shit
Viacom is runnin this rap shit
AOL and Time wanna (be) runnin this rap shit
We poke out the ashes for a chance to cash in
Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit
Hennessey, is runnin this rap shit
(??) and sexual is runnin this rap shit"
Labels: MOS DEF, SIEMENS, TAR ART RAT, the Beaver Trilogy
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