…but they make me feel a whole lot better.

I was all set to write about different situations in the past couple weeks where I’ve felt a bit evil, when I stumbled across the ST website. So I’ll start with an aside (aren’t these all asides?). Anyway, I recently purchased a 200 GB harddrive so I can keep all my music at work. With all this newfound harddrive space (my previously full drive was 60 GB) and some free time over the x-giving holiday, I ripped a bunch of music that I haven’t given a good listen in a while. Some particular albums of recent interest have included:

Butthole Surfers – “Independent Worm Saloon”. While it may not have had the critical success of the “Pepper” single (you know, the Butthole Surfers song everyone knows) this album is fantastic. I mean, “The Wooden Song”, “Who Was In My Room Last Night?”, “Alcohol” — fucking spectacular. Got the power of an upright in [my] goddamn hand.

Nudeswirl – “Nudeswirl”. This is a band that definitely fell through the cracks. They never had any real success, unless you count having their video played in a Beavis and Butthead segment. I just remember Butthead saying something about if he made a video he would also have a lot of trash flying around. I still can’t make out more than 20% of the lyrics, but I still love the hell out of this album.

Suicidal Tendencies – “Lights. Camera. Revolution.” This album makes me want to ride my bike. Unfortunately, the pain in both my ankles and my left knee say no. Maybe after the holiday I’ll give it a shot.

But back to me being evil. So once I found the Suicidal website, I had to take a look around. This once again touches on my hatred of bad websites. There are so many things wrong with this website. First, the flash intro? Please, if you’re going to go to the trouble of making a flash intro it better be smooth, and it should include something more than a slideshow. Next, capitalizing everytime “ST” happen to be next to each other? “STeve went to the STore to buy some STaples” Rock out. Then, if you go through much of the site you’ll notice an extreme lack of content and an overuse of ALL CAPS. IN FACT, THERE’S AN ENTIRE SECTION (WHICH IS SOMEWHAT NON-SENSICAL) THAT IS WRITTEN EXACTLY LIKE THIS (click on the “VILLE” link). If you can make sense of that, let me know. But how does this make me evil? The “stories” section. I can’t stop reading them. Something about people baring their souls that makes me laugh and want to make fun of them to all my friends. I want to force my friends to read through all of these too so we can memorize some choice phrases and drop them into our every day conversation. I may be going a bit far here, so back on to other evil moments.

Today I had a pretty shitty day. Nothing at work got finished when it should have, I have a million things to do before taking off for the weekend to visit Jim and my familia in oklahoma for x-mas, and I’m just continually tired. I took my car in for the 60k service ($400), where I also found out that I needed new belts ($100) and I’ll eventually need to have my power steering pump replaced (another $600). Needless to say I was extremely pissed off. But then, at a stop light on my way back to work, I saw something that brightened my day. Austin is becoming completely overrun by beggars, especially on the north side lately. I swear the beggars here must have a business plan similar to Walgreens. Anyway, I witnessed two beggars fighting over who owned the corner. One guy was insisting that he was there first and therefore he owned the corner and the other was insisting that by standing 20 feet away at the same intersection (on the same side even) he was clearly not imposing on homeless guy #1′s territory. Priceless. Yes, this alone made me less mad. Then there was soccer. Tonight we played two of the worst teams in the league. We’re not a great team (company-sponsored teams rarely are), but the teams we played tonight were terrible. We could have won both games while playing a player short for the entire game. It was that bad. The poor guy that was playing goalie for the men’s team we played had obviously never played before and he was taking a beating. Cassio hit a shot so hard at this guy that he couldn’t get his hands up in time and the ball just hit him in the face. I laughed out loud. A part of me felt better after that. I’m mean.

But in a true showing of my vengefulness, last week in soccer we were getting killed by the team we were playing and this jackass kept playing overly rough, elbowing me and slamming me into walls even though they were beating us by something like 7 goals. As with all things, I finally got the opportunity for revenge when I had a free kick and this jackass was standing three feet away from me (which is illegal – you actually have to stand 10 feet away). I immediately had the impulse to just crack a shot at him as hard as possible, but some reasoning from my teammates convinced me that I should request that he stand 10 feet away, which I did. Now with this extra time, another player from their team stood in front of my free kick (two in front of me now). I still had the impulse to knock the shit out of this guy, so I decided that I would still shoot it as hard as I could, but I would make an honest effort to not hit him and hit the goal instead. Of course, I knocked the shit out of the ball, probably harder than I’ve hit one in a long time and promptly hit the other player. Who turns out to be the nicest player on their team. I fucking tatooed him with the ball. You could still see the outline of the panels of the soccer ball over half an hour later. I spoke with him a few days ago and he said that it took multiple days for the mark to go away and it left a nasty bruise. The funny part of all this is that even though I didn’t kick the guy that was pissing me off, I still felt better. For real though.

Stay tuned next week for some nerded-out techie non-sense.