I just posted this a few minutes ago. I checked it and it was there. However, LiveJournal then decided of its own free will to delete the entry. This is fairly disturbing.
I just spent about an hour in the basement consolidating artifacts from a couple of large boxes. My past, in paper form. I hung on to about a quarter of my zines — my own, my friends’, “Murder Can Be Fun,” “Cometbus” — as well as a number of fliers from my collection. I remember so many of these shows still. I still have the flier from My Very First Punk Show; it was in Olympia and starred Crackerbash, the Spinanes, Heavens to Betsy, and Unwound. It was on January 18, 1992.
I saved letters, and some sheets of typing I did in 1993 about various road trips. I mean to read this stuff again someday. I saved meaningful videotapes, like the one of me in the high school talent show, age 17. Maybe I’ll screen that one for Brian tonight. I hope it still plays.
The contents of two big boxes, the kind that hold ten reams of paper, were pared down to one box. I threw away a lot. So many fanzines I don’t even remember reading, many bands on fliers I can’t recall. But I kept the important stuff.
try moveable type, it allows comments and doesnt eat your posts.
also: congrats on your move!
I guess I was punk once
Did you pull this from unamerican.com?
Sortof? I pulled it from a sticker I have which says that.
Yeah, you can find all those stickers on unamerican.com, which used to be a really interesting website but has gotten a bit more commercial over the past year or two and is now merely a pretty interesting website. They actually offer a shirt that says “I guess I was punk once”. (Not that it’s important, but I own the one that says “Talk is cheap”.)
I bought a bunch of stickers from the unamerican booth at Gay Pride Day a few years ago. Then I didn’t actually stick them to anything. See how unpunk I’ve become?
weeping
Yeah, I feel ya. Years ago I totally bought a nice anti-Starbucks sticker which featured that stupid mermaid logo, except she was flipping the bird, and read “FUCK OFF! Get out of my neighborhood!”
Then I completely failed to stick it on a Starbucks. I am SO unpunk…
I still wanna riot, does that make me punk?
In high school I was “king of the posers”…. ahhh I miss those days. ok not really…
-Rob
A long time ago
I’ve been following your blog for years. You used to post about life, write beautiful descriptions of your moods, days, the scenery around you. You used to have a longing quality to your writing, a hunger and an interest in life. Now you post chirpy bullshit about bath products, cars that you want to drive (with links to pictures!) and sports. It’s been a fascinating but depressing slide, watching you turn into a soccer mom.