I Protest, I Dj, I Hockey, I Like Mustard
It's been a while since i've last blogged...I live in slow motion, so it takes me longer than most to cull enough stuff to make a post worthwhile. In the meantime, things have happened. I protested Hillary Clinton for being a pro-war democrat, drank mustard like it was nector from the Sun God Ra, and DJ'ed like (insert simile here).
First, the protest. Apparently, Hillary is being a douche bag and the socialists are fed up with her pro-war, pro-death penalty stances. I'm not a political person. I had no agenda other than to protest. This was my first protest but it sure as hell won't be my last. Have you every protested? It's amazing. You really feel like you changing the world, one rap/chant at a time. I hear Wegmans beats their chikens?! Nevermind that they slaughter them, it's the beating we've got to stop. Back to DB Hillary...the protest included some good ole protest standards including "Hey Hillary get off it, this wasr is for profit. War, and occupation will never bring liberation!!" and "Hillary, Hillary where you at, we're sick of pro-war democrats!" Me being so poor at remembering lyrics, I had to ask one of the Socialists to write them down for me. Thanks.
Where did Harry meet Sally? Who cares. Below is a picture of me at Katz's delicatessen downing a bottle of spicy grade A deli mustard. The kind meant for corned beat sandwhices. And that's exactly what I had. It was glorious.
Also below, some pics of my DJ booth at WVBR. We have a few broken mic's, outdated computers, and not enough CD's but we managed to carve up enough money to recarpet the place...good thing we have that short pile industrial carpet now.
"What should I get? The pickled garlic sausage...or..."
My stroll through Central Park
Carnegie Tower, a building one of my professors designed.
First, the protest. Apparently, Hillary is being a douche bag and the socialists are fed up with her pro-war, pro-death penalty stances. I'm not a political person. I had no agenda other than to protest. This was my first protest but it sure as hell won't be my last. Have you every protested? It's amazing. You really feel like you changing the world, one rap/chant at a time. I hear Wegmans beats their chikens?! Nevermind that they slaughter them, it's the beating we've got to stop. Back to DB Hillary...the protest included some good ole protest standards including "Hey Hillary get off it, this wasr is for profit. War, and occupation will never bring liberation!!" and "Hillary, Hillary where you at, we're sick of pro-war democrats!" Me being so poor at remembering lyrics, I had to ask one of the Socialists to write them down for me. Thanks.
Where did Harry meet Sally? Who cares. Below is a picture of me at Katz's delicatessen downing a bottle of spicy grade A deli mustard. The kind meant for corned beat sandwhices. And that's exactly what I had. It was glorious.
Also below, some pics of my DJ booth at WVBR. We have a few broken mic's, outdated computers, and not enough CD's but we managed to carve up enough money to recarpet the place...good thing we have that short pile industrial carpet now.
"What should I get? The pickled garlic sausage...or..."
My stroll through Central Park
Carnegie Tower, a building one of my professors designed.
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