Monday, February 25, 2008

Upside Down

Its time to start being good. I haven't been good in years. I'm not even sure I've ever been good in a priestly sense, in a good priestly sense anyway. So maybe I'm not going to be good exatly, but I am going to do some good things. I'm going to a Sioux Indian reservation to do some charity work August 3rd - 9th. But before that I'm going to throw a benefit concert to raise money for the reservation. And if that works I'm going to throw a party to raise money to go to Africa in November.

So, send me some money I guess. Its funny how much charity work has in common with selling cars. And how bad I am at asking people for money. How the hell am I supposed to do this? "Hey Father, I know I haven't been to church in two years but can I have $1000 for the sick kids in Africa?" Nope. I guess that why they say, do what you know. Keggers for Christ. That's all I can do.

Love you,

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

The Bovine Arrival

Tuesday, February 19, 2008


Enough fluff. I've either lost or I am losing my faith in humanity and I want to know how to get it back? I don't really believe people are worth spending time and effort on.

On the other hand, I like kids and I hate more than anything to see bad things happen to kids. I can't watch movies with children getting hurt. I can't watch cops, with kids being jerked around by parents and police. These things haven't always affected me.

The only difference between people who help people and the people who need help is that people who help others have some faith in humanity. Other than that they are exactly the same. Every cop is a criminal, remember? Teachers are all screwed up, I'm sure of that. Nurses, screwed up. Social workers, shrinks, public defenders... they are all notoriously messed up. But they all have hope, of which I now consider to be false, that they are doing something positive for humanity. Maybe I don't consider their hope to be false, but that the hope they are looking for is misplaced and they are misguided.

I've acutally been thinking about that concept a lot lately. That golden path to hell being paved with good intentions...Fidel Castro said something that really struck me today, "I just want to be a soilder in the fight for ideas." Even though he is wrong about communism, even though everything he has stood for over the course of the last 50 years is idealogically unsound and lacks creditbilty, he's sitting here, half dead, searching for new ideas. People embrace the ideology whether its right or wrong in so many cases. And there probably isn't even any such thing as right and wrong. If there is its not as easy to know the difference between the two as some people might think.

If you think you know the difference between right and wrong why don't you fill the rest of us in on it?

Friday, February 15, 2008

90.1 KKFI

Tonight, 2/15/2008, at 8pm central standard time the boys of the Bovine will be playing a radio show on 90.1 KKFI out of Kansas City. I have no idea what to expect - someone might even say a cuss word on the air, God forbid it, but listen. 90.1 KKFI Kansas City, listen on your computer. Listen

Friday, February 8, 2008

There is no "now"

There is only the past and the future. So if someone tells you to live in the now, tell them you just did. Living in the now ruins the moment and makes it difficult to plan for the fun stuff you'll be doing in the future. Call me a dreamer, call me unenlightened, I'm gonna sit here and stare out the window, think about the house of my dreams, think about going back to Costa Rica, I'm even gonna think about the taxes I need to do tomorrow... and I hate taxes.

I've been reading a book for the second time "Be Here Now" by a fellow named Bab Ram Das. He's a gringo who went to India looking for enlightenment. I wonder what he is doing now? Being here? I don't see him anywhere.

When I read the book the first time I thought I was rebelling against the establishment. At that time in my life I was reading everything I could by the Beats. I still think Jack Kerouac tells a great story and that Uncle Bill Burroughs is the greatest tortured artistic truely enlightened sickest minds ever. I can tell when I read "Be Here Now" exactly how much I've changed over the course of ten years, for better and for worse.

Maybe I'm moving backwards, growing older, losing touch with the youth. (Teaching school will do that to you, seriously! Ever meet a teacher that wasn't a little bitter? Kids have more energy than adults.) Now my idea of living in the moment is recognizing that I am day dreaming about the house of my dreams, something that I do quite often, and stressing over paper work. God I hate paper work. If anyone needs a girlfriend to keep them on track it has always been me.

"Most of the problems in the world are caused by people who can't mind their own business, because they have no business of their own." - William S. Burroughs

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Super Fat Tuesday - whole lotta nothin'

I'm not screwing around with these pictures all day. Paul, T-Dog, Mallory, Little Ben, Me, Ankur, (who little Ben calls Gonk!) And a teaser of the children's book called "What the Cluck?!?!"

Anti-climatic at least. It could be that I am just grumpy because I stayed up until 12 watching my home state of Missouri, and my home county of Johnson, see-sawing, teeter-tottering, and then I realized it didn't matter as much as would like it to. It was interesting but, Jesus, I could have used the sleep. I wouldn't care if I didn't like Barak so much.

The good news - I got a call about the radio show we are doing on Feb. 15th for 90.1 KKFI in Kansas City. It looks like we got the primo spot, right after the Rock-a-Billy Mood Swing program at like 7 o'clock at night on a Friday. We play some of our CD, then an interview, then we play a couple of songs. This shit never goes as planned but it sounds like fun.

I've never put it on here before but there you go... the link that ends all links. There are new pictures up, with Ben (my brother) now playing the bass. Tell me what you think and I promise to get really drunk and write a post.

I used to get wasted and write all the time. It was always a bunch of crap but it was entertaining crap.

Obama '08

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

The Day of Two Holiday's

Happy Fat Tuesday and Super Tuesday! I will consider Super Tuesday my favorite holiday if Barak Obama wins this primary election and goes on to win the national election. Mardi Gras is my favortie now, which will be convient sometimes... Two favorite holidays on one day! (Let me know if you get that joke. I'm not sure I do.)

I must ask if there are any two other holidays within one or two days of each other? I think its a good idea; a good reason for a serious bender. Dia de los muertos and Halloween are within a day of each other. I love both those holidays.

I've been thinking about when I lived in New Orleans a lot today. I talked with the other teachers at lunch and told them horror stories about working in the French Quarter, and I threw in a couple of inappropriate remarks to mess their hair up a little bit. Three out five of them had been to New Orleans before and two of those had been for Mardi Gras.

Sometimes its funny to think about how normal people remember their teachers. I guarenttee you that the perception you had of your teachers was far removed from the reality of how those teachers actually are or were. Teachers must have a high divorce rate, most of them have tattoos, some drink, but really just the younger ones. I can never tell when I talk to another teacher if they drink, smoke, cuss, go to church - they're all somehow the same. I can't put my finger on it, one aspect of every teacher's personality is similar. I have it too, but that doesn't mean I know what it is.

Anyway, Hei Toi and das ven dan ya (I'm learning some Russian this week). I love hearing from people who read my blog! Seriously, say hi.