yesterday brought tripping up to toronto with heather to find boots. spent WAY too much money on a skirt and 2 shirts, but i did get to try on, and then buy online, a pair of buckly boots. so that’s good. had nice lunch and hung out. then stupid blah 10-6 at work. same thing again tonight. quite tired of this…
nerd
so the geiger counter expedition was interesting at first…drove down to the supposed radioactive site, drove around to get a good spot, and the counter registered a 2. i never registered a 2 before! now i don’t really know what that means, just that it detected something. exciting. drove all the way down hyde park, kept registering between 1.5 and 2. it got less interesting when it still registered 1.5 at wegmans parking lot and 2.5 on my kitchen floor. LOL so i’m not sure if it’s working right or not, or if my house is full of radioactive crap hahaha.
i’m sorta excited because i found an artist on deviant art who’s illustrations i really like. i contacted them about designing a tattoo for me, or using one of her finished works, waiting to hear back.
i have found a location in niagara falls to try my geiger counter out at. i am so going tomorrow! woo hoo for becoming sterile!
i am researching for my site again, and it began with trying to find out the real name of “the battery factory”. brian refers to it on his site as “power city” and i don’t know why. i *think* it was autolite battery factory but i’m waiting for confirmation from someone who mentions his father working at autolite on his blog. but now branching out from that search, trying to find more information based on the fact that the area spontaneously burned a few years ago i’m finding all sorts of fascinating information about the manhattan project in the falls. (see above note). and my god, this just really makes me feel that i need to do this as a career. researcher, or historian, library of congress or something. because this made my day and i wish i had started this earlier today.
one of the fascinating tid bits…the graphite that was used in the first nuclear reactor by Enrico Fermi came from the carbo-sil plant when it was National Carbon/Union Carbide. ok so *I* thought that was interesting.
wow i really really really want to write a book about the manhattan project in WNY….
in the end i just really have no motivation to go to toronto today. i should. i shouldn’t just sit here all day like every other day of my life. but i just don’t feel like getting up and getting ready to go to TO. and thinking about it, do i really need boots now? am i really gonna wear big ole boots to summer shows and sweat my ass off all day? plus, with 675$ still gone to the identity thief, i don’t have alot of money right now. i should just stay home and do something productive like, oh, UNPACK finally hahah. or continue to spray paint the thing i took from hens and kelly. and wash my reznor heater. and wash my car. tho i don’t have a hose…and i really want to get my bike working again. i think it’ll be fine, just possibly need new tires. i’m not sure if my mom went back to detroit or not. if so, it’d be a good time to get my bike (since she said i’m not allowed to ride it cuz the tires are rotted hahaha cuz i’m 10 years old and she can tell me not to ride my bike). i just really think i need to work out a bit. i gained 10 lbs AND YES I KNOW THAT’S NOT ALOT AND THAT I NEED TO GAIN WEIGHT. but i really don’t like it. it makes my clothes not fit me. and i think i should just not be so lazy, and work out, and get some muscle tone. and biking would be good. i don’t want to wear a helmet tho. but also, i have no car carrier for my bike, so i can’t transport it anywhere at the moment. other than sticking it in my trunk haha. actually, i don’t even know where my bike is at my parents house…could be in the roof of the garage, and then i wouldn’t be able to get it now anyway.
so that was the most random manic paragraph ever.
i had a dream that kitty was a threat to homeland security. wtf.
i’m really bored. i should just go to TO for something to do. but i just really don’t feel like it haha. i just don’t really want to go by myself.
ha
from yahoo: “Hell, Mich., heats up for 6-6-6 party”
They’re planning a hot time in Hell on Tuesday. The day bears the date of 6-6-06, or abbreviated as 666 — a number that carries hellish significance. And there’s not a snowball’s chance in Hell that the day will go unnoticed in the unincorporated hamlet 60 miles west of Detroit.
Nobody is more fired up than John Colone, the town’s self-styled mayor and owner of a souvenir shop.
“I’ve got `666′ T-shirts and mugs. I’m only ordering 666 (of the items) so once they’re gone, that’s it,” said Colone, also known as Odum Plenty. “Everyone who comes will get a letter of authenticity saying you’ve celebrated June 6, 2006, in Hell.”
Most of Colone’s wares will sell for $6.66, including deeds to one square inch of Hell.
Live entertainment and a costume contest are planned. The Gates of Hell should be installed at a children’s play area in time for the festivities.
“They’re 8 feet tall and 5 foot wide and each gate looks like flames, and when they’re closed, it’s a devil’s head,” Colone told The Detroit News for a Saturday story.
Mike “Smitty” Hickey, owner of the Dam Site Inn, wasn’t sure what kind of clientele would show up Tuesday.
“We’re all about having fun here. I don’t think we’re going to get the cult crowd, the devil worshippers or anything like that,” said Hickey, whose bar’s signature concoction is the Bloody Devil, a variant of the Bloody Mary.
Colone, meanwhile, has been in touch with radio stations as far away as San Diego and Seattle that are raffling off trips to Hell in honor of 6-6-6.
The 666 revelry is just the latest chapter in the town’s storied history of publicity stunts, said Jason LeTeff, one of its 72 year-round residents — or, as the mayor calls them, Hellions or Hell-billies. But LeTeff wasn’t particularly enthused.
“Now, here I am living in Hell, taking my kids to church and trying to teach them the right things and the town where we live is having a 6-6-6 party,” he said.
According to the town’s semiofficial Web site, there are two leading theories about how Hell got its name.
The first holds that a pair of German travelers stepped out of a stagecoach one sunny afternoon in the 1830s, and one said to the other, “So schoene hell” — roughly translated as, “So bright and beautiful.” Their comments were overheard by some locals and the name stuck.
The second holds that George Reeves was asked after Michigan gained statehood what he thought the town he helped settle should be called, and reportedly replied, “I don’t care, you can name it Hell if you want to.” The name became official on Oct. 13, 1841.
LOL wish i could go!
the orphanage. it’s a nifty little place, but not huge amounts to see. and the main problem is that it’s very boarded up, thus very very dark inside. not too many photographic opportunities, and the ones that were there were still so low light that it was tough. esp since i went all digital again, and the noise was incredible, and most every picture is blurry. but i took a picture of myself in a confessional. probably the one and only time i will ever be in a confessional. the chapel was cool though strangely boring for a catholic church. the structure’s not in too bad of shape although sean fell through the floor at one point. 2 of the buildings are exactly the same, classrooms littered with desks and random furniture, but…too dark. didn’t go in the basement much, too dark. and too old and creepy. and given the location of the site, if there was going to be a dead body anywhere, it’d be there. the gymnasium building was neat, not completely dark haha. power building accessible as well.
after we finished there we did a quick trip to spaulding. so the reznor heater is now mine! after all the time ian and i spent at spaulding, and now that i got the heater, i have no real reason to get back. checked out pretty much everything now, and nothing really caught my eye that i missed the 1st trip. i’ll still go with whoever is interested but…no real need to do so. as far as industrial sites go, i still prefer carbos-sil for some reason, and keep going back.
will post pics tomorrow or monday. helping mike work on the floor at the terminal tomorrow, and some photographer is coming to look around. possibly doing a sound check for the voodoo dollies for the movie premier too but i’m not sure. it’s best to schedule everything on the same day, so i don’t have to keep going there. did anyone think i’d ever say i didn’t want to be at the terminal all the time? hahaha i just have other things to do, like sleep…
right, was supposed to go to danielle’s grad party today, but i came home from exploring and slept for 4 hours instead. and i don’t feel bad about missing it, because she continues to blow me off while she’s home…so whatever.
i’m going to the german orphanage tomorrow. wtf! yes this existed in buffalo and has been abandoned for ages, and i don’t know of anyone else who has heard of it. there is a website for it, mainly for reunions, with no photos of the building. any other online info has been in obits, and genealogical reference sites. so this is going to be my little secret 🙂 and whoever else is granted permission to read this entry 🙂 i still don’t know how my toronto ue friends found out about it. but it’s in the ghetto. like, near by but worse than the terminal ghetto. so hopefully with the big group of people that will be there, we won’t get stabbed. but incase i don’t come back, go look for me in the orphanage.
my identity thief has now spent 675$. WTF!
so the long injury riddled trip through the playoffs is over. buffalo lost the series tonight. it was a great run. thanks for all the excitement the last 2 months 🙂 needed something to do between nin tours haha
u2 totally sold out with all these world cup commercials. now i’ve seen a 3rd one, using a 3rd different u2 song…with bono narrating of course. god they’re so pissing me off. no, not u2, just bono. so not interested anymore.
so my grandma is apparently halucinating. she’s still in the hospital. i don’t know if its cancer or not, but whatever it is, in her lungs, it caused one lung to collapse, and then pushed all her organs over to the other side of her body. the lung keeps filling with fluid, and there’s something about painting on teflon to prevent it from filling – i dunno. anyway…she’s halucinating and keeps talking to a little boy named davey, and no one knows who this davey person is supposed to be. she has 19 days to die. this will not interfere with my nin shows. that is cold and heartless and i don’t care.
going to cobblestone for the game tonight. probably just me and phill, unless anyone else wants to come, we’ll be there. jerry is supposed to come by too, possibly with some other people. no one is sure of anything haha. it’ll be fun. i really want a beer. haha