moocow in the city

one cow. many pastures.

July 10, 2002

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My *Retirement* Dinner…

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Well, I just got back from my retirement dinner that my previous employers threw for me (thanks btw 🙂 ) and it was very very nice.

We went to the Milleridge Inn which is about 15-20 minutes away from my house and had a really really great dinner; had some funny stories (we laughed so hard we thought they were going to throw us out…) and I recieved a *VERY* nice rolling duffle bag which is TOTALLY excellent for the plane rides back and forth from Long Island to Buffalo (funny thing is, dad was complaining that we didn’t have enough luggage to move the other day…)

Well, it’s been a great night all around so I’m gunna go head off to internet land, then get ready for bed as I have to wake up early in the morning to drive my family around.

~ Zeus ~ Who Will Probably Update His LJ Later On Tonight ~

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Hmmm….Dad’s home ::grabs the lightsabre::

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Hmm, Dad’s walking in the door as I write this…completley ignores me and goes upstairs…innnnnnnteresting, veeeeeeery inteeeeeeeresting…We’ll, I’m not gunna bug him…*yet*…I’ll let him make the first move and work from there; playing a game of chess is alot easier than playing “two steps ahead of you psychology.” Anyways, I need to get ready for my “congratulations, you’re retired and leaving us” party from my previous employers, I’ll take mental notes and post shortly.

~ Zeus

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Welcome…

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“Hello darlings…”

Sometimes it is a good idea to sit down and analyze Cabaret, it’s one of those plays that can be analyzed 101 and different ways, and each time you analyze it you think of something new.

For instance, what does the bi-sexual emcee really represent, when he is not seen by the rest of the characters, but is doing something that influences the rest of the scene. E.G. throwing the brick, taking the cigarrete from Cliff Bradshaw on the train while not being scene and singing along with him; was it meerley being creative, or perhaps, the Emcee is meant to represent the duality of humanity.

He is bisexual, racist, Jewish (according to the ending), and “dirty” but in a way that relates to many; perhaps he is truly what people want, a real life and a sex life; one that would be completely sepearte from each other.

More theories later…

~ Zeus

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Real Folk Blues…

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As I listen to the music play, echoing the feelings of my heart, I wonder if I can be whole, or will I come apart. My world tumbling; falling tearing, all infront of my eyes; can I gain control. Bombs dropping, war in the air, pollution around and no one seems to care.

President selected thinks he owns the place, he forgets the power is in the hands of the people and it’s not his place. Even the poor have a voice; all you have to do is listen. The people united; will never be defeated.

Beatings, rape, and murder – all sanctioned by the state. He thinks like a capitalist – exploit and gain control; screw the mothers on welfare who don’t know the word “relax.” Socialism is the way to go, but he just can’t see that.

Students get dummer, it’s hard to find a teacher who teaches, many say “its okay, you’ll do fine, make partner at daddies firm at the ripe old age of 29.”

The time for change is now. We can’t let it continue, for if he is allowed to go on our enviroment will be gone.

Save the children

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There’s gunna be hell to pay…

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Lets first begin by stating a fact: When I go on the “warpath” there is NOTHING that can stop me (except victory of course) and this is one of those occassions.

My father (the misunderstood genious that he is) decides to come into my room at 6am and try and wake me up (which obviously doesn’t work because instead of him setting a time for us to get up last night, he goes to bed early without talking to anyone). He then storms out of the house very very angrily (apparently I’m supposed to read minds, excuse me for not consulting my crystal ball…).

::I go back to sleep::

Mom wakes me up and says “you have ten minutes to get dressed” and something along the lines of “if you value your life.” Well, I get dressed, but unfortunatley, I didn’t walk out of the door quick enough for my father, so he left again; enraged at me, for once again, doing nothing (as the little !@#$!@#$ didn’t bother to consult with me or mom with regards to who’s driving who today!). So it is at this point that I feel the need to share some facts with you.

  1. Dad didn’t consult with either me or mom today; even though he KNEW that I have to get to the doctor, and that I have a goodbye dinner with my previous employers (yes, another job…).
  2. Dad promised me a car three years ago if I go to a SUNY. I am (I’m going to Buffalo [the Univeristy not the crappy college]). If I had said car that he promised me three years ago I would have been able to get to work no problem, and none of this would have happend!
  3. Dad forces my younger brother (Sam) to go to baseball training daily, which is why mom couldn’t let me borrow her car in the first place to go to work (do you SEE the logic here…)

So when my father gets back (if he has the guts to walk in the front door) there WILL be hell to pay.

~ Zeus ~ Who is getting the lightning bolt out and is going to send SOMEONE straight to Tartarus ~

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What else would I be doing at 3:20:44 am other than…

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  • Checking E-mail
  • Doing Political Work
  • Worrying about how I’m going to getup and get through the day tomorrow
  • Political Work
  • Writing my article for “the paper“
  • Updating my LJ (Can you *TELL* I’m addicted???)

We’ll, my medication has taken affect, so I think sleep is going to cover my eyes soon…better turn of the lights and go to bed, some interseting things happening tomorrow (errr…later today…) so I promise to write a comedy style post in it.

TTYL

~ Zeus

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