Come on girl, get yo' Pee-Pee on...

Visiting SB for long periods of time always makes me feel a little out of it. Lemme' break it down into videogame terms.

I beat that level....right? I mean, save for some missed trophies and such I figure I did pretty well. I got most of the hidden weapons and didn't Game Over at all...so I figure that's good stuff. Then I come back to the fucking first level in the game...except for some reason, most of my abilities are reset. It's like... "Where's double-jump? Where's that wind spell that helped me clear Shattered Basin of all those Deathhawks?" I'm sitting here with...like...water. Water magic. Water magic always sucks. I don't care if you think I'm wrong--it's because you're wrong and you're stupid.

At work...er...in the cave here in the first area, my controls keep freezing up--and when I finally manage to actually pull off one of my high-level techniques, I get penalized for it. I feel like I'm losing score fast. The game's been stuck at 24% completion and hasn't budged since Macbeth a few months ago. On top of that, I'm tired of my own bitching. ("So are we." Mutter the masses. "Yeah, well eat a dick." I reply.)

Fundamentally it's a problem with motion. Despite the fact that I've actually come an incredibly long way in a stupidly short time keeps getting lost behind the fact that I don't have a car yet, and I'm shitty with money, and I haven't produced a webcomic or a performance art piece down here. (When I say "Down here", I am gesturing to my scrotal sack.) Going away was so amazing--but therein lies the problem...it was SOOO AMAZING. I've just gotta' find the freedom and the enjoyment that ARE here in TEH EFFING GODDAMN VALLEY. Maybe if I resented it less.

Sure, I'll just fucking flip that switch.

Thanks for letting me vent.

Love love love--srsly. :)

Dakotah

P.S. On the real, though--I'll work on enjoying myself more.

Dude, Where's My Subculture?

In a society with an 'optional' war and a PS3 selling depression, the real value of our humanity seems to fade behind a wall of YouTube comments. Cynicism is the new black, and all the young-uns begin to act like grown-ups without ever growing up for realsies. Did Peter Pan know this world was already full of Lost Boys? Second star to the right and straight on 'till Gossip Girl.

We've got most anything we want at our fingertips--what then is there left to fight for?

Our enemies are more mysterious this time around. We're dealing with--dare I say--Skinjobs...? Under a bombardment of "Be yourself!" messages, too often we look up meekly and ask "But HOW?" Then of course parents, friends, tv, books and God (y'know, if you're into that sort of thing) give us plenty of ways to be who we are. The problem still persists though--we're all doing this for the first time and nobody knows us like us. On top of it, even with all the ways to be an individual nobody comes out and says "Be yourself--as long as its alright with us."

Now what does this have to do with Sub(counter?)culture?

Well Buford, I'm glad you asked. This all has to do with subversion. Subversion of things we take for granted. True individuality. In the greater sense, things are running pretty smoothly--that is we're not on the brink of a plague and people aren't dying in the streets. The fear of mortality that really hits home when human beings are being killed by the millions on battlefields, in villages, and in death camps, creates an intensely powerful energy...and though it was forged from fire and bone and tears--it can be distilled into a beautiful appreciation for the world we lay upon and the people we lay upon it with. I do believe there's appreciation drought in the world right now.

Food in seconds? Yes, please! I'll go ahead and toss this wrapper into a koi pond, you won't mind?

and

You mean to tell me that President Obama won't come to MY house, yank down MY pants and wipe my butt for me? OUTRAGEOUS!

What is our 'underground' based on? Now don't get me wrong, I'm all for hedonism--but it seems like the outliers in years past were at least sticking it to someone. Who are we sticking it to now?

Cuz we've gotta' stick it somewhere.

To be continued...

Love love love~!!
Dak

P.S. No, I didn't go through your entire Facebook album looking for pictures of your butt.