A full tank.

I got to watch streaks of flashing light today, driving Southbound past Oakland, San Leandro, and Hayward.

Tax and Regulate Marijuana like Wine: 2012

I voted NO on Proposition 19. I'll explain why I'm voting YES in 2012.

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The Regulate Marijuana Like Wine Act of 2012 is now ready for signature gathering. The initiative would treat cannabis growers like wineries or micro-breweries and sellers would be regulated by the state Department of Alcoholic Beverage Control. Just 504,760 signatures and the 2012 election to go!

Sponsored by Judge Jim Gray and Steve Kirby among others the act proposes to:

Makes marijuana legal for people 21 and older “persons 21 years of age or older shall no longer be prohibited from the use, possession, trade, gifting, sales, distribution, storage, transportation, production, or cultivation of marijuana.“
Treat marijuana like any other farm crop;
Hemp/Marijuana with a THC level below one percent will be authorized for normal retail sales;
Puts regulation totally in the hands of the state government, not cities or counties;
Like wine, allows “home brewing”, which it defines as 25 flowering plants or 12 pounds of dried processed marijuana per adult, per year;
Attempts to give marijuana the same legal standing as wine in the state;
The Act shall become effective immediately upon passage.

Let the crazy out!

R molding away, crazily

Greeted by yet another beautiful, young receptionist...
Nubile breasts tearing against some tight-fitted attempt at a cardigan.

Not quite the young sassy bitches as had moved to New York City some distant memory ago. Jayyy-ded... the game working just a little less-better than those formerly won. At some point confessing, "It was fun for a certain time in my life, I guess."

Giving a shit about the seemingly perfect cubicle crowd... working at (god who cares). A monster its own, accostomed to the insanity of ten dollar drinks and the jerk-off happy hours entailed. Spent in contemplation of phantom suicide and the forever glances of wanderlust held in this dimly-lit sanctuary, removed from the outdoors, a crowd all its own. Life could have existed so differently.

Boys live to not grow up... pussies, cars, beer; you, my dear, windwardly withered so, become glowing memories more fond than even the most tangibly-held flower. Petite, in contemplation of "where have all the good guys gone," remembering to trust in gullibility, at least every once in a while.

Bay Area Beuller

Rula, a class of 2009 Logan grad and a member of the Union City-based Honorary Music crew, has been steady on his grind dropping mixtape after mixtape. His latest effort, Nothing Less Than Perfect, is slated to drop this summer. His latest single, "Kick it at My Place," is accompanied by visuals from fresh Class of 2011 grad Alonzo Rosales, whose keen eye captures our laidback lives in Union City. The track is a breezy jam void of pretension -- no slick talk about getting the baddest chicks or flashing cash. Instead, he raps about skipping school to catch a concert and then calling his friend to find out what he missed in class. --UC Patch

Castral Valley

Saturday, May 14
10:48 am: A 27-year-old transient man was arrested on suspicion of resisting arrest. He was arrested on the corner of Sommerset Avenue and Santa Maria Avenue.

Thanks, dictorial Crime Blotter



"Jeremy, thanks for your cooperation"

Causing a distraction: Ugly Niggers (dot com)

Thanks, Big Ug 'N

Out of (this) contempt for work arose the idea of a nigger: at first some person, and later some thing, to be used to relieve us of the burden of work... in doing this to the world that is our common heritage at best, we have returned to making niggers of people: we have become each others' niggers.
-- Wendell Berry, The Art of Commonplace, p. 103

Out-Bobbeted

The female cut off his penis with a knife... tossed the penis in the garbage disposal and turned the disposal to the 'on' position. --Lt Jeff Nightengale, Garden Grove police

Now that's embalming...

Front-and-center, Granny Greenleaf's 420 Balm shares the cover on High Time's summer 2011 issue. Meet the new entrepreneurs!

Despite my Empty Mouth

Innocence's nubile expression, in noise-canceling goodness.

You sing pretty damn black for a white gurl =D --KatieTRASHxCore

I have a thing for powerful black singers, and this little white girl will get a contract by the end of tomorrow... enjoy what's beyond internet fame, miss Anna Burden.

Update 9 July: Today I received a phone call, one that could truly change my life.

I am being flown out to Los Angeles on Tuesday to perform on a talk show.

I feel…overwhelmed, scared, excited, humbled, appreciative, terrified, terrified, and terrified. I don’t know if it has really hit me yet.

I have no words besides, thank you. I’m so grateful.

"Thank You"

Vanderbilt Alumni '08

I tend to agree with this woman on a lot of points (I find it particularly amusing that her greatest keyword is "black swan sucks":

Okay, so I wasn’t really the worst professor ever. I published research, taught sober and never let a student blow me for a grade. Still, while professoring at a prestigious university it became clear to me that looking cute, liking Judd Apatow movies, and having any sort of social life were incompatible with being a "real" professor. So I left.

I don't miss the job, but it's still tough know to what people think of education: teachers are lazy, learning can only happen in an Ivory Tower, and smart is the same as "boring and serious all the time". And yet they don't realize that if you can run a classroom, you can run a corporation.

Q: Should I go to grad school?
No, you should not. End of story. Do not get an MBA. Do not get a PhD. Do not go to law school. Do not pass Go. You will be wasting your money because there are already too many people with too many credentials. So unless you like the idea of the university using you as an angel investor (at best) or cheap labor (at worst), save your money.

I wonder her opinion on protected practices, particularly in alternative bodywork. Might a two year program be worth some time?

I burned my degree because I thought it would be funny. I started this blog because I thought it would be funny.

I returned the ring, so to speak, and hanged my diploma above the loo.

New Acquaintance: Where?

Me: Vanderbilt.

New Acquaintance: (making a surprised/confused/impressed face) Oh!

Me: No, look, it’s like this…(cue rant about why they don’t need to make impressed faces).

I "went to school in Tennessee state."

Oh, I see what you did there...

Class of 2008