Goddammed Motherfucking Son of a Bitch

We all know my feelings about ‘artists’ and their ‘artwork’ when it involves the looping video presentation outside my office. Well some talentless hack asshole has set up an entire week’s worth of looping videos. Something new every day.
Monday was a video of him sleeping, snoring loudly with an alarm clock beeping incessantly.
Tuesday gave us a looping video of him talking and pointlessly pretending to be ‘talking’ to people who might be in the gallery. Problem was, he couldn’t really think of what to talk about so he would just whistle to fill space.
Wednesday was him pretending to be a runway model with a soundtrack of thumping hipster techno music. just him, over and over again pretending to model and changing his clothes on camera.
Today is especially cryptic and pointless. Lots of moving cameras in different locations, some footage of an aerobics class, some bits of the opening riff to ‘One Night in Bangkok’. Lots of blathering. Nothing interesting.
Is there an artistic point to any of this? maybe i’m not qualified to answer that, but frankly it just looks like an exercise in mental masturbation by a guy who probably watches himself in the mirror when he jerks off.
God, I hope he graduates soon. His entire artistic ‘career’ here at the school has been tiring and pointless. Yes, guy, we totally know that blood for oil is a bad idea, yes atrocities are committed all over the world. Hey, why don’t you get all up in my face again with your displays about sex and violence. Also, why don’t you go fuck yoursef. Oh wait, you already are with every fucking piece of shit you put on display.
And you wanna know the biggest difference between him and I? At least I fucking recognize that I’m not an artist. He’s seriously making me rethink my stance about bringing guns on campus. No, I don’t want to shoot him (tempting though the thought may be), I want to shoot that fucking VCR and make him watch his futures end.
(does it turn you on when i make obscure sci-fi references?)
(man it felt good to rant)

The Little Things

So I’ve been crabby the last few days. Hmm, not so much crabby as “foul, dark clouded mood that will consume you”.
SO I get up this morning and decide to get coffee. Coffee boy is extremely enthusiastic which makes me happy. A triple shot americano will really put you in a good mood!
Later, I’m at work and nothing can get me down even though my hands are shaking and I can’t type. Then a coworker tells me that she has a present for me. FOR ME??!!
I ask her if it’s a midget on a leash, cuz, man, you can get so much done with one of those. I’m a little dispappointed when she says it is not.She runs out to her car and comes back with a bag. I point out that this is too small for a midget on a leash (unless it is a very small midget).
It’s not a midget, but a Nerf gun that shoots green Nerf balls!! How perfect is that. Now everyone is pissed at her for giving me the Nerf gun and I’m running around shooting people in the balls with my Nerf gun!!
The best thing is I can run around saying things like “Reach for the sky, asshole” and “Stay off the furniture, MOTHERFUCKER!!”. Of course, I use these phrases in different situations, the guy at the liquor store would have been confused if I had told him to stay off the furniture.
Also, I was thinking about adding comments on here. I’d ask you what you think, but I don’t have the comments set up for you to easily communicate that to me. Hmm, maybe just email me what you think. On one hand, it’s nice to get feedback, on the other it would be kind of depressing to not have any feedback.