hellamatic13

i saw henry rollins perform on friday nite.
at the house of blues in atlantic city.
such a good time.
the man is truly enthralling, i hung on every word he said.

this was the first time i've seen him.
i don't know why, but i've missed his show so many times over the years.
just from not buying tickets on time or forgetting the date, i suppose.
how does that kind of thing happen with someone who is kind of a hero to me?

much of his spoken word was about traveling.
which is something i've dreamed of doing since i was in middle school.
i just want to be able to go places all over the world.
find out as much as i can about different cultures and history.
if i wasn't restricted by money i would have accomplished so much of that by now.
but here's hoping, right?

i recently came across this trailer.
it could very well be the best movie ever made.

a few days ago i was out buying coffee and cigarettes.
there was a girl ringing me up, maybe about twenty.
after the transaction, she said, "have a nice day, sir."
sir?
really?
this is the first time this has happened to me.
aside from at work, but that's just because the customers don't remember my name.
and i call them sir also, so it doesn't matter.
i know i was older than this girl, but old enough to require a "sir"?
i've felt old a lot before as well, like when hanging out with some of my friends who are three years younger than me.
but this hit a new level.
i don't feel that old yet.
she could have at least called me something different.
like "dude".

i'm currently listening to the new dillinger escape plan CD.
ire works.
it's fucking amazing.
i'm not writing a review, but holy fuck...
they just get so much better with each subsequent release.
i thought their last one, miss machine, was as good as they were going to get.
goddamn.
it's so good.