~ would the the clever gentleman who just prank called my home please note that this is angryredplanet.org, not angryredplanet.com [w].

~ time spent lately: more and more rain in los angeles, laying out catalog, reformatting the log, finishing up postcard, backing up dvds, downloading mandrake 7.2, finishing up other tidbits of work in anticipation for the upcoming move.

~ okay! after losing the network at the angry red offices for two days, we seem to have access; past experience has assured us that this condition is temporary. other studio conditions: a jar of roasted garlic salsa has gone missing from my desk; i replaced it with a space heater that someone had abandoned under her masonite site model…

~ along with a disparaging postcard or two, my p.o.box has recently brought me ‘spaghetti dinner and dancing’ number fourteen, whose literary quality rivals that of the angry red publications. find randy spaghetti’s address in the zine contacts…

~ surely, earth x is going to be extended for 13 issues. they can not leave unresolved a cliffhanger in which freaking galactus appears to defend the blue planet against the freaking celestials. of all the late 90’s revisionist/alternate universe/painterly(though sometimes just the covers) miniseries that the big 2 have coerced me into buying, this is the only series that was somewhat intriguing, which i attribute to the treatment of the lost heroes with some dignity, instead of ridiculing them for their ultimate humanity. otherwise, all have been guilty excursions into iconoclasm, most lately evidenced in the ludicrous punisher kills the marvel universe. regardless, the freaking celestials would hand galactus his ass on a freaking platter; i want to see how he pulls this one out of it…

~ we can’t stop waking up at 5am and falling asleep at 9pm. accept our monopoly challenge at games.com [w] look for ‘saucemaster’ in ‘reading railroad’, and whisper the phrase ‘angryredplanet’.

~ well, certain members of the angry red planet have been unselected from their initial jury. of course, we can not speak of what we heard in the court room, so there is no verification that questions such as ‘does anyone on the jury have problems with figures of authority?’ or ‘does anyone feel that if they find a law to be unjust, it should be broken?’ were posed or answered.

~ after this temporary unselection, the very same jury-serving, civic duty-performing members of the angry red planet were driving through culver city and were pulled over and questioned by the police. the cop’s story was that there is a brake light out on the angry red mazda, and that the mazda was speeding down culver boulevard. upon our inspection, no brake lights seemed to be *really* out, so this seems to be a falsification – an exaggeration at least – on the officer’s part; we are currently unable to contest the accusation of ‘speeding’ as our speedometer has not operated since 1997. after a promise to leave the state of california as soon as possible, we were allowed to leave.

~ fifteen minutes after the altercation with the authorities, we were rear-ended on jefferson boulevard in culver city.

~ ‘all your base are belong to us…’ [w]

~ wish list: second-hand monitor and a lamp for treating s.a.d.

~ as bill clinton fashionably describes his post-presidency as ‘decompression’, the angry red planet has spent the day following graduate school with ‘heat’ comfortably watched on dvd, coffee lazily and abundantly consumed on pico boulevard, platelets painfully but quickly donated in santa monica, and the realization that the price of clump-ease is not inversely related to it’s quality over tidy cat – half the price does not indicate twice the absorbency nor odor-control.

~ the third reason why the angry red planet discourages all from purchasing epson printers and products:

 epson: could i have your model number?
 the angry red planet: epson 777
 epson: that’s a good printer you have there
  the a.r.p.: that’s what i was told the last time i called for service
 epson: have you called about this issue before?
  the a.r.p.: yes, earlier today

 epson: what seems to be the problem now?
  the a.r.p.: well, earlier, i would get a warning every time i sent a job. i turned the printer off, and now i turn it on, but the lights never stop flashing.
 epson: there is fresh ink and paper installed?
  the a.r.p.: yes, i just added ink
 epson: could you hold, please?
  the a.r.p.: yes
  [holding until return]
 epson: ok, what we can do is send you a new model?
  the a.r.p.: a new model?

 epson: yes
  the a.r.p.: just like that, because i called and told you the red light is on….you’re going to replace the whole printer?
 epson: yes
  the a.r.p.: there’s nothing you can tell me to try here? i kind of need this printer right away; there are some things i need to print out for this weekend.
 epson: well, it should ship out next business day, and you will have it the following day.
  the a.r.p.: this is cutting it pretty close; in 3 days, i have this thesis-
 epson: it is too late to ship out today. you should have the day after tomorrow.
  the a.r.p.: that is unfortunate; by then i will have printed out someplace else….on something other than a 777.
 epson: i’m sorry, this is as quickly as we can get it to you.

  the a.r.p.: maybe this would have been easier if i had bought an hp?

  conversation dwindles into threats that we need to return the unusable printer within seven days, or face a $100 penalty. this is exactly the type of disruption needed in thesis week; perhaps the lowest point has not been reached after all…

~ this is already hard enough for some of us. do we need to have feeble dogs sniffing our bags, sing alongs with don henley, scooters on the trailer floor, and cell phone calls shouted into the public atmosphere? i don’t see how this helps.

~ today’s quotes were not pulled from the background banter; they were all directed to our attention!

~ thesis diversion quote: ‘you don’t not piss because you think the toilets are dirty.’

~ thesis environmental quote: ‘you are the first person who has not been sympathetic.’

~ thesis tangential quote: ‘i don’t want to die soon.’

~ though it is still to early to make a definitive declaration, the possibly lowest point of the final week of thesis may have been achieved. after days of abuse, our fuel-processing system has risen in protest. revenge having been exacted upon us for our implementation of a harsh regimen of raisins, seaweed, and coffee, we were forced to spend the evening in the mazda, curled into a ball of pain focused around the angry red intestines.

~ it is safe to say, however, that nothing can happen in the remainder of the week that will contest tonight’s breakage of the 1,400 mp3 barrier as the high point of the last few days of thesis.

~ some links added…