Yesterday's Pants

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82013103607558854132009-10-08T21:36:39.811-05:00Yesterday's PantsA place for old laundry and new underwearchawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-67692649911089404382008-09-16T15:00:00.001-05:002008-09-16T15:00:35.702-05:00

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-45900612145729599712008-09-12T09:07:00.000-05:002008-09-12T09:08:00.712-05:00

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-7160858416446420132008-09-04T09:55:00.001-05:002008-09-04T09:57:36.132-05:00

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-33920344086616975412007-09-19T19:42:00.000-05:002007-09-19T20:00:25.073-05:00Shanny On Video

So I posted the 3 videos I took of Shannon Curfman at the Cutting Room. I'm going to try slapping them on this post, if they don't work, I will also post the Youtube links at the bottom. Enjoy.This is "If You Change Your Mind" from the first album "Big Guitars, Loud Suspicions"This is "True Friends", also from "Big Guitars, Loud Suspicions"And finally, this is "Can't Let You Go" from the new

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-1253084391707555752007-09-15T21:45:00.000-05:002008-12-09T19:03:20.564-05:00Shannon Curfman Or I Apparently Violated My 50 Foot Restraining Order

Saw Shannon Curfman on Wednesday, September 12. Only the second time I saw her, but there are a lot of reasons, not all mine for that.Shannon Curfman released her first album at the end of 1999. She was 14 when she was signed to Arista. She wouldn’t call herself a prodigy, but what do you call a 14 year old whose voice is almost as powerful as Ann Wilson and plays guitar like Albert Collins. When

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-41280007961214360182007-09-11T20:37:00.000-05:002007-09-11T20:42:41.558-05:00Just A Reminder To Floss After You Brush Or Sometimes The Worst Shit Happens When You Have A Toothbrush In Your Hands

I just wanted to post this for myself to sort of tell what is happening right now. I keep flashing on my memory of my father’s death and while I remember it right now, I just want to put it down on “paper”. Even though that’s something you do not so easily forget, with my swiss cheese brain, who knows how much I will actually remember at any given time.My brother-in-law went to the doctor last

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-9957865543780311662007-08-31T23:23:00.000-05:002007-08-31T23:32:17.527-05:00Is There Some Real Brain Trauma In Your Past Or I Suck

So I had a few drinks tonight. Not something I do often, but am doing once and awhile now. I figure, “Why not?” I’m pretty good at controlling myself from certain indulgences, so a few drinks won’t hurt. In fact, I’m sober now, which sort of prompted this writing. Drinking has always helped me forget what I didn’t want to remember, problem is, once I sobered up, all sorts of memories come back to

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-55719410124311159442007-08-05T21:49:00.000-05:002007-08-05T22:26:28.396-05:00Holy Shit, I Finally Saw The Police, Or La Policia, RUN!

So, I haven't written in a long time, mainly because I haven't really felt like I had anything to say. I could also use the excuse that I have been really busy at work, which I sort of have. If things weren't piled on me, I would have other things that I had to take care of first before writing this blog. But of course, as I have always said, I am a master of procrastination when it comes to

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-91514526210703216202007-02-06T19:43:00.000-05:002008-12-09T19:03:20.757-05:00Happy Happy To Me or Good God Man, You Look 62

Today, Feb. 6, is my birthday. I figured, if anything, let me mark it with a small entry, just so I can have something that actually shows I existed. I'm the age where I am the answer to life, the universe and everything. I'm 42. Unfortunately, as someone said, it's all how you feel. Which puts me at 62. Nonetheless, for some reason, even though it's my birthday, a day I usually do not

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-76713117196271474352007-01-09T21:31:00.000-05:002007-01-11T09:50:01.860-05:00Addendum to a previous post or what the hell will I do now

I just wanted to say one short last thing. A friend reminded me when she mentioned howmuch she liked my story about the closed stores. This will be a short entry, I have abigger pice of crap coming soon.It became a sort of tradition with me, especially when I stopped going out on New Year's Eve because I just couldn't deal with people anymore, for me to go out on New Year's Day and shop at Tower

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-30436855467899389682007-01-03T09:09:00.000-05:002007-01-12T18:10:41.839-05:00The worst time of the year or put the knife down and back away from the bunny

WARNING: Don't continue reading if you are not prepared for me to be a complete whiny bitch. Thank you, you have been alerted.I gotta lot of problems with you people and I ain't afraid to talk about it.I used to hate the holidays, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's and finally segueing into Valentine's Day. I stated previously, a lot of this had to do with being forced to spend time with my

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-87085056147322437332006-12-27T16:44:00.000-05:002008-12-09T19:03:20.903-05:00Read a book you moron or if reading is fundamental, then why aren't you born knowing how to read?

I used to love to read. I'm not saying I don't love to read now, it's just that for some reason, I used to read a lot and now I don't. I still read, just not books anymore. I read the newspapers everyday, two different ones usually. This I have done virtually everyday of my life. Even when I travel, I will buy the local paper and a USA Today to get the national news. And I read magazines, a bunch

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-22422928889588143252006-12-25T10:36:00.000-05:002006-12-25T10:38:05.923-05:00Happy Festivus and Happy Non-Secular Holiday

I've already aired my grievances, feats of strengths to follow.

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-51167614867554956682006-12-24T21:21:00.000-05:002008-12-09T19:03:21.512-05:00All the old places are gone like me or I remember when dinosaurs walked the earth...

Tower Records officially closed on December 22, well the stores anyway. They are now an online service only. I heard from someone at work, that Coliseum Bookstore is also closing now. Another fucking crying shame. It's kinda sad when you see stores that you have been going to all your life closing. You always wonder why. Well the reasons are usually really obvious, but you just wonder why because

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-12360456896647401732006-12-11T16:33:00.000-05:002008-12-09T19:03:21.875-05:00Why Are People So Annoying, But I Can't Avoid Them Or Are You Really Getting Shoulder Surgery Because Of A Video Game?

I don't really want to use this as a forum to bitch and moan like the crotchety old man that I am (get your bike off my lawn you young whipper snapper) but let me just say something about your co-workers and why it would be nice to just work from home all the time. At work, you're forced to basically interact with people in both a social and business environment. That means that you have to treat

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-34547350912650808902006-12-06T23:49:00.000-05:002008-12-09T19:03:22.022-05:00Where the hell have you been or how do you explain all this crap on the floor

WHAT UP?So in theory, I wanted to do more writing, but at this rate, it looks like I may post once a month. That's not really blogging is it, especially with some of these people out their writing nice long pages everyday or every 6 hours it seems. Do I have a valid excuse, not really, other than just a case of lethargy due to several factors only important to me. First it was the stupid holidays

chawkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07338028233537995006noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201310360755885413.post-72278757146112582022006-11-15T21:44:00.000-05:002006-11-15T22:05:37.490-05:00Hola Folks

Hello Everyone,Assuming anyone is actually reading. I'm betting if you got here by accident and if you were here earlier, you were saying, "Nice Empty Page Jerkoff". Of course if you were here earlier, why the hell would you be back if not by accident.I'm so new at this I have diaper rash. I've never blogged, but have been bogged down. (Terrible puns will fly, please groan at will, you may

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