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Prison

Explain to me why I pay tax dollars to be funded towards incarcerating felons who go to a chamber where they learn how to create makeshift weapons and prolong their "love affairs with violence" (N. Strals).

Music

I think as long as I have access to music by The Cocteau Twins, I can make it through almost any emotional hardship.

And wind, I love wind.

All I Need to Get By

I want a cigarette, a dirty hooker and a dance beat.

Shoot me an e-mail, shoot it on over

Seriously. Stop saying "shoot me an e-mail". The (wo?)man who coined this phrase should be shot. There's nothing to shoot! I will SEND you an e-mail, or WRITE you an e-mail, I'll even GIVE you an e-mail (although it sounds awkward). But I will NOT shoot. Just no, the end.

The Mysteries of Pittsburgh by Michael Chabon

That was a good book.

I've had a weird fucking week. I've gotten a lot done.

When will the government stop trying to control women's bodies?
Women will throw babies away until the end of time, laws will not
end that...if anything education and the betterment of the lower class
will lower the rate of babies thrown out.

Why are people so smart on their own, but such dummy heads when
they're in groups? And why don't more people put spicy mustard on
their salads? I swear to shit, it's amazing. Shutup, it is.

But seriously, Michael Chabon articulates the intricacies of neurotic
intimacy in ways hitherto unknown by me in the literary world. I was
able to relate to a lot of the notions and emotions felt by the narritive
character, Arthur Bechstein. I've come to realize that most critically
acclaimed novels that I've read and enjoyed have amazingly tasteful
sexual content.

Do most people's lives have amazingly tasteful sexual content?

I think about this a lot. Since so many bestsellers have great sexual
content and a lot of movies have it as well, do people mimic this out
of subconscious desire? Or do they just do it on their own? Or are
most people just awkward and "un-sexual"? Or do they think they're
being like, supermega sexy when they are really just being very silly?
Or is it a gigantic equal between all of these and more.

Personally, I think amazingly tasteful sex is rare. But that's just an
opinion that I really have no legit way to quantify. Goodnight diary.

Sample Your Daughter

The More They Care, The Harder They Fall

This is a whiny bitch post, so if you are adverse to whiny little bitches like myself, avert your eyes.

How can it be possible to care too much? And I'm not talking about some selflessness through the eyes of god or the one jah rastafari, I'm just talking very generally. Caring for others and yourself and yourself's affect on others. When did it become cool to be completely apathetic and dismissive about everything that seems to hold the beauty of life?

Fuck you Nirvana?

Was it the grunge era that highlighted the apathetic masses and called them 'cool'? I don't know, but all I know is I look around myself and I'm surrounded by shallow, care-free people having all the things I want and being seemingly not crazily appreciative of said 'things'.

I honestly feel like people who don't take the time to reflect on things, people who are co-dependant, people who don't really try to step outside of themselves and see how they are relating with others, etc., are the people who get the most out of life. Because carelessness has become sexy. It creates a vortex of uncertain desire and mixed emotions and it turns a person from a human being into a challenge or a game or a conquest. It removes emotion (yuck!) and leaves you with just word games and sex. And that's easy. Who wants to deal with the pangs of heartbreak? Or better yet, who wants to seem affected by it? No one.

The cerebral ones, the ones who examine themselves, listen to people, doubt themselves, seek answers, try to understand, try to honestly connect with other people and things - get fucked. Now let me get two things straight. I'm not an ideal example of this, for one. Secondly, they obviously don't ALL get fucked. This post is super bitter and superlative and exagerrated for the sake of venting, however, it is definetely how I feel.

So what is a person left to do? All I can do is keep caring about shit. I can't fake it for the sake of just dating someone casually, or the sake of having new friends that I don't actually give a shit about but know how to party. I am diseased to be an anal retentive pseudo-jew. I am diseased to give a shit about myself and the people and things around me. And for this reason, very few can relate to me. Boo fucking hoo.

Cell Phone Photography

Cars and Their Drivers' Shoes

JEEP WRANGLER + FLIP-FLOPS








People that drive Jeep Wranglers wear a lot of flip-flops. They go to the beach (as shown) and enjoy a very care-free lifestyle. The flip-flop (which I personally detest) is thus the ideal choice. They have been made available at all the coolest stores, from Old Navy to Abercrombie + Fitch. Despite their despicable appearance, they are one of the few pieces of footwear that have a somewhat realistic price. This makes it possible for the broseffs who wear them to spend their money on more important things like Sex Wax and Sublime records.


THUGGED-OUT NAVIGATOR + NIKE AIR MAX SAFARI








When you go to the club in a Navigator, it's pretty essential that you wear fresh footwear. The Safaris are just obnoxious enough to match the gigantic rims on your whip. I think these shoes go best with a way-too-big LRG sweatshirt and lip gloss. When the club empties out, you can select others you have found in the club with equally dope apparel and go back to your whip for a late night freestyling session. The bitches are drunk - they will think any rhyme you bust is phat so don't even sweat it. Play that instrumental you downloaded from limewire and let your shit rip.


MERCEDES SUV + STILETTOS








The perfect fit for a Jewish stay-at-home wife who just wants to have a girls night out at a middle-aged club scene with a solid VIP section. It's allowance day, and she is ready to buy cosmos for her entire clan of cohorts.


DOC MARTINS + SHITTY FORD PINTO








This was the chick in high school with her hair dyed maroon or purple and always carried around some thick book of spells and shit. She probably had a black choker necklace with some sort of religious-inspired emblem. Everyone thought she was a dyke, but she dated the same guy all throughout high school and probably traded the piece of shit Pinto in for a Dodge Neon eventually - when she settled down with a steady job and conformed. One day she'll feel like a sell-out and try to buy another shitty car, but it will be too late. Then she'll marry an alcoholic who insults here and sucks at cleaning shit.


FORD WINDSTAR + BROOKS SNEAKERS








A classic combination. Your wife gets you some Brooks for Christmas because you mentioned wanting to get back into shape like the good ol' days when you were a 2nd string wide receiver for your high school football team. She likes their sleek design and makes sure to mention to you that she got them at a great price. You smile and put them on, and you feel like a complete ass for about 20 minutes, but then your favorite TV show comes on and you forget about the matter completely. Your kids stare at your blindingly white sneakers and fear that they will have to don similar shit one day, too. For now they dread the day, but when it comes they will surrender helplessly, like beached fish during low-tide.

These Are Archived Posts Moved from My Website

August 22 2008

Haven't updated in a while. Work has been super
busy. Almost moved to Baltimore on a whim. Realized
I didn't have the balls or the resources to do so. Etc.
Muxtape got shutdown. Blah. In any case, I put up
a bunch of select tracks on my old blog. To hear those
songs, go to chalmers.tumblr.com.

June 28 2008

I hope Spain wins the UEFA cup. I had to cancel my
plans for Nova Scotia due to a tragic incident that
happened at my dad's house. A tree fell on it and ruined
the upstairs so they don't have the time or funds to go
right now. And as it was a family trip...it is now on hold.
I wonder if my friends from Basel were serious about going
to Iceland this summer. In any case, I plan to go to the
Outer Banks with some Baltimore friends in July.
I started to mix stuff again: rollsroyce.muxtape.com.

May 27 2008

I just dropped $1400 on a MacBook. I killed the rest of my tax
return (you're welcome, Bush administration). Although, now
I can bring my music to Baltimore and work on some new shit
with Smart Growth. We should be playing shows in the summertime.

May 21 2008

I recently attended attended a LVHRD event at the Art Director's
Club. I won the musical chairs but my sunglasses broke. I also began
working on another acoustic album. I have four unfinished songs
and you can peep them at divorce.muxtape.com.

April 21 2008

Website is mostly updated. I will be adding some projects as time
goes on but for the most part is is acceptable. Check back often.

January 08 2008

Music news: I am collaborating with Baltimore artist Smart Growth
to create an album of weird/fast-paced Police remixes. It will eventually
be released under the name Smart Growth. I also recorded an acoustic
album over the past couple weeks. You can listen to it at rowstyles.muxtape.com.

August 01 2007

Basel was incredible. I have never met so many talented and diverse
people in such an enclosed setting. The experience was too fast-paced
for me to fully reflect upon just yet, but I can say that I miss Switzerland.

June 29 2007

Tomorrow I leave for the Basel School of Design. I don't think
I've ever been this excited for anything in my entire life. I will be
back in August, to return to my job at Ogilvy. While overseas,
I will be updating a blog at rowen.tumblr.com.

May 25 2007

Graduated from the University of Maryland at Baltimore County.
Began work at Ogilvy the very next day. Moving in such a constrained
time frame was/is tough. I am excited to be back in New York.