I still hate to party

3:04am: Crazy night?
Tonight i eluded the police, and got into a fight. Something is in the air.

8:15am: Roar.
I had an awesome time rolling around chitown yesterday. Being a motorcade stopping traffic for no good reason is really fun. Everyones bikes were fast enough to blast around at mostly full throttle without feeling like people were getting left behind. It is really cool to see other branches getting so organized. It makes me sad to see the potential of a bigger city. So many people.

11:56pm: Show at 1977 Mopeds!
Thursday night, at 8pm.

At 1977 Mopeds
569 Portage St. (next door to Nash Pawnshop)
(Do not park in any parking lots other than 1977's. Nash will tow the hell out of you)

Edward
Brandwine
Burning Orchestra

$5

It is going to be awsome, and the first show at the moped shop this season.

2:05am: What the fuck... seriously.
So, here i am at home. I am not really having the best of times this week. Broken relationships... leading to depression leading to anxiety leading to anger and so on and so on. Well, just as i think things are at their craziest. It gets crazier. I am having the strangest dreams, lets start there. weird dreams. Some of them hot makeout dreams, some of them me fighting people. All the wrong people, weird people that are on the periphery of my life. Anyway. Earlier this week, i got to throw two drunk dudes out of the rocket star. They were fighting in the doorway, and so i pushed them into each other, and then in to the mud. It was funny, and strangely superheroesque. The cops were called, and they didn't come, so we instead pushed the panic button. whoah nellie! that panic button works. So police come and away go the drunks.. weird, and dramatic. Oh and maybe a week and a half ago, my brother gets my favorite moped, milani tomato stolen. Fuck. But i cant be mad at him. At that time however, i was super lonely and depressed because my then better half was out of town. So, it didn't help at all. Which leads to a blur of monopoly pinball, and many bad movies. I keep falling asleep on Bill's couch, maybe because i don't want to go home to an empty bed. Oh, and Jim the barber cut my hair. I dont like it much. And Eric G is leaving. I cant win this week. Tonight i had to kick my brother out. That sucks. i love my brother. he is being a total idiot right now. I will probably take him back in a few days. he has to learn though. so tonight. i kicked him out. i am pretty distraught about it. Right after he leaves I hear a car alarm, and i think shit. someone is breaking into my car. so i run outside, and there is this dude braking into an SUV. So i yell at him, and chase him. He is carrying a bunch of shit, and i am dialing 911 while running. It seemed very slow motion. I chased him up some steps into the bum hotel next door. he fell down on the steps. so i grabbed up all the shit he was carrying. at this point i am swearing at the guy, and yelling at the 911 lady. He disappears into the darkness of apartments, and i am standing in the rain and the dark. Then he comes back out with some friends, and start walking towards me. i really thought i was going to get stabbed, and i mentioned this to the operator who was far away in some 911 control room. Then the police roll up. he takes off, and i send my brother after him. Oh yeah, in the middle of this i ran into my brother on bumtown porch. i guess he had nowhere to go. Which makes me feel like shit. Anyway, the cops grab the dude, I ID him, and i get big drunken hugs from the girl whose stuff was stolen. She had come over from the gay bar across the street. Lauren, beth and devon who heard me swearing on the phone, came to save me. thanks guys. SO here i sit. It is way to fucking late. I have to work for Derrick at 6am because he is sick. I am going to be wrecked. I am also getting off the phone right now. a sad conversation.... Nothing, and everything ever changes. How can i sleep, and how the fuck do i move on.

7:31am: A long time....
Well, I missed the year end review by like a month. I should have posted so much by now. The RocketStar is open, and we are not ruined. Hooray! You are awesome Bill.

I wonder why i do this marathon of projects? I don't think i would have it any other way. I feel so fulfilled. To work every day all day for something is awsome. To have it actually work is even better. Thanks everyone who picked up my slack. I need you. Now i am sitting with pretty much everything i ever wanted. A moped shop, a moped gang, an awsome girlfriend, and now a coffee shop. Not bad for a farm boy from sturgis.

dan

9:23pm: probably the last time.
bummer.

12:01am: i am anxious.

11:49am: Veganism is cool.
Check out The Meatrix. I think it is awsome, and it makes me think i need to be crazier.

6:26pm: Shows at 1977 Mopeds!
Tomorrow. the 15th
9pm
$5
Glowfriends
Rotten Living from Minneapolis
Hondo

Sunday the 16th.
8pm
$5

Mock Orange.
Kiss Me Quick
Returner

569 portage
all ages

Come out for these shows, they are going to be hot awsome fun.

6:15pm: My haiku

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5:28pm: party tonight.
I really like to dress up for cocktail parties. it is going to be fun.

7:23pm: Desert EEZ is oh my god...
Live lastnight at 1977 Mopeds.... Dezert EEZ, Spit for athena, lick golden sky, and kalamazoo's own typhoon. a good show. i am running out of steam...

5:12pm: I am growing a beard. I will not shave until the Rocket Star is open.

gross..

7:36pm: All things...
I am getting overrun a bit. I have a ton of projects right now, and it is difficult for me to keep it all together. I need support i think. I am getting some awsome help from my friends, but i wonder what more i need. I can't wait for the Rocket to be open so that all i have to worry about is the mundaneness of working shifts and keeping things running. I have lately been worrying way to much about everyone else. Other people's feelings are important, but if i destroy myself trying to keep everyone in the whole fucking world happy then all is lost. I worry about everyones feelings to the point of mania. I keep trying to put myself in their shoes, to see it from everyones angle. To make the whole world work. At the cost of myself. I wonder what my worth is. Is it what i can bring to other people? Do i as individal have worth? If i was the only person in my life i would be nothing. I can't handle it sometimes. So i escape tomorrow to the great white north.

8:12pm: A busy week.
It is a strange thing to be able to see so clearly how one instant in time can so dramatically change your life forever. A series of events, choices, and situations all funnel together to make you sit up and notice your life, and how lucky you are to be living it. I am so very lucky to be alive, to be loved, and to have the friends and family i have. I could be crippled, blind, alone, or dead. Thanks to everyone who cares.

10:29am: Good Morning
What a great way to start the morning.

12:06pm: Beach Town.
It is really frustrating to put so much of yourself into something you love, and have it be scorned. Yesterday would have been more miserable if it hadn't been for my good friends supporting me the whole day. I am so fucking lucky to have the friends i have.

It feels weird to be on a college capus and feel like the old man. I know i am not the old man, bt some of those kids seem so young. Strangly unaware of what is going on. Last night was awsome. Huge waves blasting the joy right out of my mouth. tumbling, running naked down the beach. running running running.

11:24am: A Walk in the Park..
It is a go, Rocket Star! I am stoked. I was avery afraid that i would not be able to get my shit together with the lease and all that, but there it is. all ready to go. We still have to get some paint stuff figured out. Anyone who is reading this, and feels like it should offer a hand at painting. I am going to need it.

10:59am: Today is the day.
I am hungry, and everyone is sleeping. Yesterday was Panther thursday. I am not sure what today is. Service friday i guess. The blackouts yesterday momentarily made me queasy. Seeing throngs of New Yorkers marching around means something is up. The brownout here took out my cash register computer. I had to replace the power supply. I had not done that in months and months. It is funny how absolutely obsessed with computers i once was. The magic is really gone from that. I get so angry actually working on the hardware now. I always get cut from the insides. I am really hongry. did i mention that? Caleb and Marci left yesterday. They are really brave.

9:17pm: A show begins.
So tonight i am getting ready to listen to a show. Unfortunately not many people are here yet. I am not sure why. It seems like it will be fun though.

8:04pm: More successes today.
I am off on a date. I like going on dates quite a bit. I am all dressed up casual style for it. I even smell good. It was hard considering i basically bathed in gas today.

7:23pm: A long Satisfying day.
We worked, worked and worked, and busted out three bikes today. Then four more rolled in. Business is booming, and it is hard for two people to keep on it. I played more of a mechanic today than i i ahve been able to do in the past few weeks. It was nice, and i feel like i got something done.

9:51pm: I had a good time.
Pas/Cal last night was a good time in Detroit. I got to spend the evening hanging out with my girl, and Chris Salmonson. I miss that kid. I realy hope does decide to winter in Kalamazoo. I am reading a book called Hell's Angels, by Hunter S Thompson. He really has a neat way of wording things. After sepnding a really nice time with Lauren this weekend, i am looking forward to a little alone time to myself. It is a a bit harder now that i have a roommate again. Maybe i should chill out, and not be so against being around my friends. On a seperate note, i love and hate the tuttles.

4:25pm: From my the last entry of i hate to party
So, here i am thinking up more projects for myself. It seems to be an almost maniacal frenzy. It has been keeping me from actually keeping up with my online stuff. No email gets checked, no ebay watched. no weblogs. The shop is going better than i could ever hope for. I have great help in the form of Jake, a steady flow of business, and a setting i can be proud of. My personal life is on the upswing as well. It seems however, i never have the time to see all the people i want to. By the time i get all of my shit done i am ready for bed, or maybe a quiet movie. I feel that i am using my days up pretty fully though. I have been to two moped rallies since the last time i wrote. each one being awesome. It is an awesome network of people and friends that have grown up from the late night discussions of the Decepticons ruling the world that was muttered almost 7 years ago. I only wish that everyone that joined up since then would still be on board. I seem to see and hang out with Moped Army members more than i do civilians. I guess that is ok, since i am not hurting for friendships. Last night when i came home my brother was watching a movie called Bum Hunts. I never picked it up at the video store, because i was sure it was a movie about rappers hunting up the best bums in the pool. Not so. It is a really funny explotation of people on hard times. I am really torn between being outraged and supportive of what seems to be a video made by a team similiar to the CKY people who eventually brought us Jackass. Anyway, i can say at the very least it is clever. With such segments as Trading Boxes (a parody of trading spaces) and the Bum Hunter (a parody of the Croc Hunter). I am also in the market for a few more bands for me to fall in love with. I am a little slow in finding new music right now, so shoot me an email if you hear of someting fun. i think that is all for now, again in 3 months?

dan
k6-16

12:18pm: Entry #1.
I am aboard this rotten train. i felt left out from everyone.