Brian Spears

This one is titled, "The Identity of the Liberal Arts Student in Late Modernity."

Mon, 20 Oct 2003 04:51:48 GMT

to be updated eventually, but sorta soon. i guess.

Tue, 21 Jan 2003 06:09:46 GMT

For a brief period my nickname in highscool was Boner. I like to think that people said "Hey there goes boner", as i passed in the halls. Nobody ever said that, I dont think.

My friend peet told me that when you break down the superficial social types of woodstown High school: i.e. jock, freak, loser, prude, religious kid, pothead, she said that I was a freak. What does that mean!?! I thought i was a cool-kid. I mean check this out, I went to dances everytime they had one. except maybe once cause i was sick. Freaks, and losers never went to the dances. I didnt stand on the sides either, i was out busting my jam. I was actually known to be a huge proponent of the Running-man, and what later became known to some as the Brian Spears dance.

That's pretty cool right?

I was also on the track team and got a varsity letter twice, as well as a captains pin. The coach was a black man named mr watson from Deleware. he didnt speak real good english, but was really funny. His idea of teaching us to hurdle was to do what he called "kicking the fence". we just stood next to the fence and kicked our legs up on it. I spent alot of time yelling at girls on the softball team

This is the last entry in which im ever gonna dwell on high school
Hopefully this will be the last thing i write that is a complete waste of time from all angles.

My friend Jake's girlfriend got a tattoo of naked ladies lying in a pile of skulls, which coves her back. That's the kind of lady who's finger you decorate with a diamond ring!

Tue, 21 Jan 2003 04:44:35 GMT

***NOTICE***

People in South Jersey have started useing the phrase "Malvo" instead of saying "Nigger"

Example of common usage: "You are a dumb Malvo"

My brother calls me a "Malvo" alot, and thinks its funny every time. He chuckles like a kid frying bugs with a magnifying glass.

Trick luv da kids

Wed, 09 Oct 2002 01:41:18 GMT

The sophomore year of my college education has begun according to schedule, and is trudging along spitefully. Life on a college campus is a constant reminder that the long line of America's youth is strecthing out over the foot hills of pure evil.

To relieve stress I like to work out, and spend time with my friends. Although we usually end up causing more trouble than i care to talk about. Lately, i havent been using this online journal. Jesse told me that i needed to update and not waste my code. My excuse is that my transitions back to university life has been a slow and terrible battle involving late night sutdy sessions, and extensive reading.

However, the truth is that i've been doing a lot of coke.

This address is a review of a les savy fav show and is just another example of why they are the best band in the universe right now. Les savy fav is playing at the Black cat in DC soon, and i strongly urge all to come.

Click on this shit, and stop being such a pussy.
http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/watw/02-05/les-savy-fav.shtml

Wed, 14 Aug 2002 05:28:14 GMT

I've never felt like this before
I've never felt like this before
I've never felt like this before

I've never felt like this before
I 've never felt like this before

....Dots are often placed to denote the number of beats.

Tue, 13 Aug 2002 06:09:42 GMT

I just got back from a long weekend with my girlfriend Megan in maryland. We went to DC a few times, and visited Georgetown and the National Zoo. I thought the National Zoo was great, it was sort of hot out and it is a lot of walking, but for some reason I was glad to be there. I'm terrified of snakes but i wanted to go to the reptile house almost more than anything.

They had so many poisnous snakes, and i was really scared. Cobras for some reason like to slither around while other snakes just sit and do nothing. If i was a snake i'd probly try desperately to bite the herpatologists and zoo keepers so all the other snakes would think i was a bad ass.

In Georgetown they have lots and lots of up-scale restaurants, designer boutiqes, and high cost real estate. Megan took me to wisconsin avenue, which is basically an outdoor mall for good looking rich people. I think the official slogal for the shops on wisconsin avenue should be "sex appeal at prices you cant afford". All over the place were young couples sporting the hippest fashions and accesories. Most of the young men in georgetown probly dont know this, but if they ever leave the neighborhood in their upper class outfits, everyone will think they are gay, only gay men dress that well in the average city. And in south jersey, they would just get beat up.

Megan really likes Georgetown, she loves the old houses, and the trendy little stores. I can imagine her, and her friends trying on clothes in front of the store mirrors and obsessing about all the details that girls never forget and men never seem to notice.

I thought Georgetown was depressing. The idea that the most desireable part of any city in which to hang out is also the most bourgueios can really bring a person down. think about it. Summer and Christmas time are on the "depressing shit" list as well. Tonight i talked to Jesse and my friend Katie and they both agree that Christmas is in fact depressing, but neither of them knew why.

I think Christmas is depressing because every year my family seems to break down a little more. Last year my dad and I argued on Chistmas morning and by the time we opened presents I tried to make peace with him and give him the gift I had gotten for him. It was a dress shirt from Macys, my dad opened it, threw it on the ground, and immediately announced he didnt like it and that he wanted the reciept. He refused to look at me for the rest of the day.

To be honest, I cant think of a worse time than the holiday season.

I dont think my dad is a bad guy. I think he is a better person than i'll ever be. He came out of a broken home with a drunk mom and abusive step dad, put himself through college by playing football, and raised a family. as well as establishing himself as somewhat of a town hero. I could go to Paulsboro and take shit on the sidewalk of the busiest street and tell any passing police officer that i was Wayne Spears' son and be rid of any wrong doing.

My children wont be able to piss in the public school bathroom without getting the shit kicked out of them.

I picked up one of my old drum technuiqe books i used to work with, and above excercize 7 my instructor wrote "Bass Drum + High Hat on quarter notes + play as a solo".

This nostalgia makes me want to die

Wed, 31 Jul 2002 06:44:36 GMT

Has anyone else noticed that "rebellion" has become a joke? We will focus on this within the music industry because i dont know about anything else.
Lets look at the International Noise Conspiracy. This band sucks if you didnt already know, but we shall analyze them a bit anyway.

First, they wear matching outfits. What the fuck is that about? What cool band wears matching outfits? You never saw Axl and Slash on stage wearing the same thing did you? Hell no. Axl wore whatever pair of tights was lying around and the ripped up the shirt he slept in. Slash just wore his leather pants. Leather pants are fucking rock n roll.

INC are not rock n roll, they sing about "smashing neo-liberalism" and all sorts of dumb commie bullshit. How can they expect anyone to take them seriously when they go on and on about the evils of capitalism, rip off 60's pop music, and still have the nerve to try and charge 11 bucks or more for the album?

The International Noise Conspiracy are among the retarded first wave of crap from sweden that should be banned in this country. Other crap from sweden includes the Hives, who wear matching outfits as well and boast a scary fat bass player who wants to molest your little sister.

This attack from Scandinavia also includes my former swedish roommate who became engaged to an obese girl he met in an internet chatroom and graduated college at the age of 28 only to be kicked out of the country after they broke off the wedding.

In summation, i believe that in order to stop the youth of our nation from being caught up in this pseudo rebellion fad the kingdom of sweden should be heavily bombed until it has broken ties with europe and sinks into the depths of the baltic sea.

They need no spokesman, if we have no voice

Fri, 26 Jul 2002 05:51:35 GMT

Milemarker rules the school.

Another band that rules the school is Motorhead.
I've been listening to them alot lately. Ever since the doctor told me i have a boil, i've felt a really close connection to the guys in motorhead. Mostly cause the boil on my inner thigh which rests just below my left butt cheek (aka the grundle)looks alot like that thing on lemmy's face. I've strongly been considering writing Lemmy and the guys in motorhead a letter.

This is a rough draft of my letter to Motorhead:

Motorhead rules,

Your band is the best thing to come out of England, ever! I saw your live show earlier this year when you toured the states, and it rocked! I wasnt going to go because i had finals the next week and i though i should study. But then i realized that studying is for pussies, and going to see motorhead is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

My friend devon and I went to the show. people refer to devon as "the metalhead guy". But he is pretty cool. He spent alot of time trying to figure out what to wear to the show. he ended up going with a pair of black jeans and a pantera shirt with the sleeves cut off and slits down the sides to his ribs. It was so metal! As for me, i just wore blue jeans and a t shirt.

We walked to the venue and saw all these biker dudes that looked tough as fuck. They lined their harleys up and down the streets. I bet all the yuppies in the nearby restuarants and bars were shitting in their pleated haggar slacks from the sound of the roaring engines. Die yuppie scum! Yeah, but it wasnt just biker dudes at the show. Truck drivers fuckin love you too! My friend has a motorhead t shirt and he says he always wears it when he drives on the highway cause truckes will honk at him and give him the metal sign and shit. And you just know those guys are radio-ing out to all their other truck driver friends that the kid in the blue ford escort is not to be fucked with. I bet at that point you could go like a 100 miles an hour and nobody could stop you. Cause if a cop pulled out after you one of those bad ass truckers would run that pig off the road into a ditch or some radical shit like that.

Anyway, I dont now if you know this or not but your opening act sort of sucked. I'm not talking about morbid angel, who also played. I like death metal and all; but, the 2 bands that played before them sucked so bad i wanted to stick a rusty blade in my wrist and bleed to death right on the venue floor. I figure the crowd at a motorhead/morbid angel show would get a kick out of seeing that shit.
But as soon as you guys started playing the place started rocking.

I was standing in the back for awhile but i got bored. So i made my way up to the pit in the front, cause im hardcore like that. Devon stayed in the back, he was afriad one of the biker dudes was gonna fuck him up good. I wasnt afriad though, nobody messed with me either. One guy did pour a beer on my head. But i didnt care, i was just like "yeah, motherfucker i got a beer poured on me. Motorhead rules!!!".

Maybe you guys heard that?

When you played the song "God save the queen", i thought i was gonna shoot a load in my pants. i didnt though. Then the drummer did that drum solo that lasted like 10 minutes and kicked so much fucking ass. That was totally awesome. I bet he hit the drums a 1000 times a minute.

Your shows rule.

When i left i had to take a piss and got seperated from devon, but it wasnt a big deal. I was just like "fuck it, i can take care of myself". And I was gonna buy a t shirt too. But they were 30 bucks. What's up with the 30 dollar t shirts guys? My friend said he got one for 11 once. So I just ended up not buying one. I was pissed though cause i wanted to be a badass and get a motorhead shirt. nobody fucks with you when you got a motorhead t shirt on.

Rock n Roll forver,

Brian Spears

Thu, 25 Jul 2002 17:28:09 GMT

Last night i went to my friends house for what was essenatially a four hour sasauge fest.

We played video games and did mad libs

This is a list of the most popular mad lib terms used by males ages 17-21:

Noun - Syphillis

Plural Noun - Pubes

Adjective - Cameltoey (Kamul-toe-E)

Example: That guys face is cameltoey.

In other news, I have a boil in my groin.

Big K

Wed, 24 Jul 2002 20:28:47 GMT

On Sunday i saw an ad in the paper, K Mart was going to have hanes underwear on sale. 5 packs of boxer-briefs (with a new fashion look) for dirt cheap. I envisioned hoards of South Jersey men raging through the store towards the mens section. It would be a fury unknown to these parts, not unlike the great California gold rush of 1849.But this was not the unsettled west, and i was no pioneer, just a schmuck in search of one of Big K's many bargains.

I arrived at the store later than expected due to an impulse decision to stay at home and watch some of Heavyweights starring Ben Stiller; and still maintain that it was time well spent. Just on the other side of the entrance was a large display of underwear and various other Hanes products set up on tables. I was almost crushed to realize that all the 5 packs of Hanes boasting the new fashion look were gone. My only chance was to dash back to the mens department and see if any were left. As luck would have it, there were still 2 packages hanging on the racks which had be no doubt been looted by ruthless thugs earlier in the day.

Just before my trip to K mart was about to come to an end, I decided to check out the electronics section. Almost as soon as i entered i realized that there was nothing of interest and headed towards the check out.

But I noticed a sparkle with the corner of my eye. The poster rack! A buried treasure within a jungle of low fidelity audio equipment. It was full of shitty band and pop star posters, enough to make you sick. There were however some good ones.

This is a list of my favorite posters which can be found at your local K mart:

1. "Madonna" - Madonna circa 1993 smiles for her fans.

2 "Extreme Zombies 1- surfer" - A zombie on a surfboard

3 "Extreme Zombies 2- skater" - A zombie on a skateboard.
(visit www.extremezombies.com for more info)

4. "Wizard vs the Dragon" - A dragon breathing fire on a wizard who protects himself with a magical staff.

5. "Nsync" - the members of Nsync pose in front of ammo crates while dressed in oddly styled military fatigue with an occasional chain male attachment.