This past week has been totally BORING. I’m currently in a holding pattern for school…which means, no classes, no studying, no test stress, no nothing. Most students would think the time off would be great…but I feel like I’ve abandoned all my hard work in school just to become a lifer at the record store. I know this isn’t the case…it’s just that I’m finished with all my prerequisite courses and I’m waiting on an acceptance letter.
The kicker is, I won’t even find out if I’ve been accepted into the Dental Hygiene Program until April! Months left of soul crushing boredom pricing the same cds 40 hours a week…seriously, how many times can I check in that damn Regina Spektor disc?!
I’ve even let this boredom creep into my home life….have you noticed the lack of blogging from the Canacorn house? I had an acute case of BLOG-BLOCK. That’s right, I couldn’t think of a damn thing to blog about…nothing was interesting. I’d stare at wacky videos and read interesting articles, but I just was too damn bored to share any of it with you guys. Not even Pete Burns’ amazing balls could bring me to the keyboard.
Well, I’ve snapped out of it and I have a blog or two for you kids today.
Have you ever heard of Mark Baker? I was unfamiliar with this author myself until I read this article in Vice Magazine.
Now, I know some of y’all might have had some bad experiences with your local peace officers, but not me.
I love cops…and I really really love the show, COPS! Have you guys seen COP LAND? Remember when Edie Falco is telling Ray Liotta about the “animal head in the duffel bag bomb scare” story? Well, that came from this book…word for word!
Since COPS was so damn cheap on Amazon, I also snatched up a copy of NAM: THE VIETNAM WAR IN THE WORDS OF THE MEN AND WOMEN WHO FOUGHT THERE.
Jesus Christ, was this book a kick in the teeth. NAM has just about wiped my ass out. I’ve been reading it during my lunch breaks at work…a word to the wise, DO NOT read this book while eating. Some serious fucked up shit went down there and you do not want to be chewing on something warm and fleshy while trying to process the extreme fucked-upness of the Vietnam War. There was a part in this book that almost had me crying like a baby in the break room…can you imagine a 18 year old soldier with no arms (who’s wife just had a baby that he’ll never be able to hold) breaking down because he can’t even open the shitty Christmas gift the nurses gave him?!
Serving in the Armed Forces is not for me, but I have even more love and respect for Veterans than I do Cops…and that’s a lot!
So, if you like nonfiction books about some heavy stuff, pick up some Mark Baker books…he also has one called, WOMEN: AMERICAN WOMEN IN THEIR OWN WORDS, that I’m dying to read.
And what would one of my blogs be without a video?
“Learn to love the rope.”