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"For the last time, I'm not sleeping with your sister."
"She's a photographer."
"Wait... a photographer?"
I need to hitchhike the galaxy. I'm sure someone will pick me up.
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"For the last time, I'm not sleeping with your sister."
"She's a photographer."
"Wait... a photographer?"
I need to hitchhike the galaxy. I'm sure someone will pick me up.
Wow. Pandora, which Emily Karian (someone I knew from High School, now at NYC's Fashion Institute) linked me to... is definately worthy of its name. It's so bad for me.
I had used the Music Genome Project once or twice, but this is a step that just makes it plenty better.
I know I'm just going to download EVERYTHING I hear on this. Not that more music is ever a bad thing, I just know I'll go overboard.
Oh well.
I typed in Nick Drake, and after Way To Blue was Don McLean's Pride Parade. I haven't heard that song in ages.
*sighs* Mmm internet. Thou art so devilishly good.
Though it did give me Tetsuo Saito. Oh J-Pop.
Story ideas in my head and not much else.
He closed his eyes and slowed his breaths.
It was such a loaded word. She shifted against him, her body pushing up against him.
"Darling, I..."
She stirred, but didn't wake.
God damn. He had no idea how he was going to do this. I twas such a simple, tiny word. And yet...
Damn.
It's so good to be out of school. I'll probably finish up one of the stories I started this semester when thing slow down a bit...
Okay, so it's not a Stairway to Heaven, but finding an abandoned staircase leading up Parliament is pretty fucking sweet.

Friends make great models, especially if they already are one. =) And Shannon is super cool. See the rest of these photos (they're not all mine, I didn't have my camera on me and they were shot on Janet's point-and-shoot digi) here on Flickr.
Major kudos to Janet for remembering to bring her tiny super-portable and awesome camera on our walk and for putting them up on Flickr. These were taken... Thursday, I believe.
Sick as a dog. But I found out something cool...
Joe Eigo, internet superstar, Ryerson student, and crazy martial-artist breakdancer supreme... is in the Lord of the Rings musical?
Holy crapper.
If you're not familiar with Joe Eigo, check out his stuff here.
Watch his videos. I've got four words for you I can sum up in internet shorthand: OMFG.
Heh. It amuses me when people say "Limewire". I've known of, used, and played around with Gnutella based systems since Morpheus came out ages ago... I still really don't like using them to download music. I don't even have a Gnutella client installed right now.
Anyway... just thought you should know, because most people don't... Limewire is Gnutella based. It's been around for ages. If you're only using it now, it's cause it's booming huge since most people are too lazy to figure out more complex P2P systems. That's also why it's full of trash and dirtiness, cause people have NO IDEA what they're doing.
If you want to come with us to Bonnaroo 2006 this year, let me know! It's not too late to buy a ticket!
People I'm excited to see at Bonnaroo:
Radiohead
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
Phil Lesh & Friends
Beck
Elvis Costello & the Imposters
Death Cab for Cutie
Bright Eyes
The Neville Brothers
Bela Fleck & The Flecktones
Buddy Guy
Ben Folds
Sonic Youth
Les Claypool
Cat Power
Medeski Martin & Wood
Nickel Creek
Gomez
Disco Biscuits
Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks
The Dresden Dolls
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Devendra Banhart Band
Donavon Frankenreiter
Grace Potter & the Nocturnals
The Codetalkers feat. Col. Bruce Hampton
Bill Frisell
Seu Jorge
Bettye LaVette
Andrew Bird
The Wood Brothers
Matt Costa
The Refugee Allstars of Sierra Leone
David Ford
Electric Eel Shock
Be Your Own Pet
Tortured Soul
The Cat Empire
Preservation Hall Jazz Band
And NO, that's not the whole line-up.
Four-twenty PM on 420, what am I doing? Walking past Parliament and not joining in the fun. Exams are placed at such an inconvenient time. There was such a cloud over the Hill.
No matter. Life has been decent to me today. Getting work done is always nice.
Here's a fact: Lots of people don't actually like honesty.
I've made more enemies and friends being honest than I have any other way. And I'm cool with that. It's good to be honest. Right then, right there, not after the fact, when they're gone, or the whole situation should've blown over already.
That's not saying I live up to that ideal all the time. Sometimes I'm not honest. But I bloody well try.
I hate it when people act one way around someone without actually feeling that way about them. Any way that manifests itself, it's lame as hell. If someone's great, I'll tell them so. If someone's being a fuckwad, I'll call them on it.
Someone's got to.
I've had people tell me to my face that I was being an ass. I've thanked some, justified myself when I felt it right (Hey, I'll be an ass to people that are being fuckwads anytime) and generally accepted and recognized it. I'll be honest now, sometimes I'm a fuckwad. Call me on it if I'm being one.
Go home and being embittered about it doesn't help anyone. Chit-chatting about it behind someone's back isn't going to help anyway. Hell, it's more damaging most times. So whether good or bad, tell me straight up. Hell, tell anyone what you think straight up.
Because God knows I'm going to do that to you.
Lather was thirty years old today...
Oh Jefferson Airplane.
I was writing this post earlier and lost it, so here it is again, but perhaps a bit shorter. Our generation sucks. Sucks balls.
I mean, musically, spiritually, socially, we just suck. That's not to say there aren't good people or good music, but it's not... a way of life for most. It's what, money. What I mean is, that the direction of people's wills, even if they are doing the stuff that we've been doing for ages, is just twisted. TWISTED.
I read Dianne Chandler's (1966 Playboy's Miss September) short autobiography on her website today before my nap. Here's what she says about the sixties.

"It was a wild and crazy time – the 60's in all its glory, and I really did get into the whole scene. It was, like, "try everything, all experiences are cool". And so I did, and I'll never regret it. Sure, I did a lot of stuff I wouldn't do today, but so many things were very different then… think of the ubiquitous "sex & drugs & rock 'n roll" phrase. Well, in those days there was no AIDS, the drugs were for the most part what they were supposed to be, and the music, well, what can I say? I'm a Deadhead. I was totally into the music scene and fortunately, due to my Playmate status, actually got to meet many of the performers I so adored, and even party with them. The Blues Scene in Chicago, was really happnin', and the Chicago folk-rock scene was exceptional as well. I was so fortunate – I got to not only attend all those incredible parties at the Chicago Mansion, where Hef was kind enough to put me up while we were doing my shooting, but also to go to all sorts of "related" activities and meet lots of celebrities. The musicians were always the ones I got really excited about seeing. They were the ones most likely to be into the friendly herb, and many a concert was spent blissed out and grooving till the wee hours, after which "the munchies' would set in and I'd find myself out for breakfast after an all-night jamming session with the band."
What playmates can you think of nowadays that would ever be able to claim that she jams with rock bands? What playboy playmate of today isn't a bloody aspiring business major or full-time model or something? I don't know about you, but I can't think of any off the top of my head. What music do you think they listen to? I'll tell you this, I highly doubt it's got anything to do with any GOOD music.
Yes, I realize this is my second ancient Playboy-related rant in the span of two months, but dammit, it bothers me that we suck this much. I don't like sucking. Well, lollipops are nice. But in general, I'm not a big fan of sucking. Gives me a gag reflex.
Moment of Zen for the day: "Living at Hef's Mansion and being a Hippie was an interesting combination of lifestyles to keep up."
I think that's one of the most awesomest things I've ever heard from a 'sex symbol'. Except the crap that rock stars can spew out. Iggy Pop can talk my ears off and I probably wouldn't get bored.
"Rap music is just computerised crap. I listen to Top of the Pops and after three songs I feel like killing someone."
- George Harrison
Later Edit: Fun fact I found out.... the September 1966 issue of Playboy also had Timothy Leary in it! Too too cool.
The following conversation took place with Shannon after I said that I'd like to get a copy of it to see what was in Playboy back then:
[23:25:37] Shannon: word... I got the cover
[23:26:35] johannkwan.com - I've got a luverly bunch of coconuts: Nice.
[23:26:43] johannkwan.com - I've got a luverly bunch of coconuts: W indeed.
[23:27:14] johannkwan.com - I've got a luverly bunch of coconuts: (I grabbed it from Magazine-Empire.com just moments ago myself)
[23:28:22] Shannon: wow
[23:28:33] Shannon: one of the selling lines is "Authors Galore"
[23:28:44] johannkwan.com - I've got a luverly bunch of coconuts: I know!
[23:28:46] johannkwan.com - I've got a luverly bunch of coconuts: I know!
[23:28:51] johannkwan.com - I've got a luverly bunch of coconuts: insane!
[23:28:53] Shannon: (sob)
Time to sound like a LiveJournal, as I'm glad to have one exam down. It went smoother than I thought it would, I've got another at in eight and a half hours.
Highlight of my day has to be Frisbee in the Park.
Thanks to Meaghan and co for having me at their house for minimal studying and maximum telly time.
I light up a cigarette against a building today to shield myself from the wind, only to look up to find kids sitting there in the restaurant. I'm a bad, bad person. *sighs*
On a sidenote: My bike got stolen.
Why does this shit happen to me?
Contrary to popular belief about Jesus and all that Jazz... Easter is when bunnies do chickens and hatch chocolate eggs. Do your part to rid the world of freaks of nature and eat those bloody eggs.
Anyway, those photos I promised are up.

I used Facebook again, I hope no one minds. Their Java uploader is handy.
So I lied about the photos. I've done nothing all week but dance my heart out. Can you blame me?

Well yesterday's photos aren't ready yet (busy right now) but here's a thought: What about advertising with pornography? I mean, since the webcam and eBay, people have been getting paid to paint advertisements on their boobies and use the photos as advertising...
But why not hire a whole cast of professional porn stars and actually MAKE an interactive porn advert?
Apparently, Shaï Wear has already been doing that.
They've got a whole bunch of interactive flash-based ads, but none come close to their new pornographic ads for their Summer 2006 SexPacking (NSFW 18+) catalogue, with a full cast of porn stars in three videos, women/women, women/men, and men/men.
Yes, straight guys will have to watch gay porn to get the widest selection of fancy clothing, and straight girls lesbian porn. If you have a problem with that... just watch the straight video, or check out their ordinary (non-pornographic) stuff.
This is an interesting road for adverts to take, and I'm thinking it probably boosted their sales, being that porn gets a lot more exposure than a clothing company would normally get. (Hey, I'm giving them exposure now!)
I think I'm going to put it on my iPod for kicks. I never have any room (what with the 100GBs of music I have) to fit videos on my iPod, but eh.
That raises another point in the portable media world: People can now carry their iPods or PSPs everywhere and tote their porn wherever they like.
Somehow that's sort of amusing. Somehow. I'll let your imagination run wild on that one. =)
On another note:
The site's layout is set to improve drastically in the coming weeks as exams/essays go away and be more in-line with the main JohannKwan.com layout.
The ultra-conservatives win again! CRAP.
So apparently, CVS (a pharmacy I'm well acquainted with from my years in NY) is beginning to lock away condoms, forcing customers to 'ask for assistance' when buying condoms.
Some people aren't even getting their condoms, due to poor staffing.
I don't know about you, but I went to buy condoms the other day, and they weren't behind a glass plate, and I would like to keep it that way. A lot of people (that includes quite a few people I know) are somewhat sheepish when buying condoms.
Forcing you to buy them?
And condoms are already a mood killer. Having to stand around waiting for them to be brought out from the back?
ARE YOU INSANE?
The United States is a silly place right now. A very silly place.
*sighs*
Look guys, you may think you're encouraging morals and all, but all you're doing is encouraging young mothers and lots of poor babies.
Just as bloody bad than the Catholic church. At least THEY don't have direct physical control over the condoms.
Just got back from lunch with my Janet (late lunch and some hanging out) and walked home dancing in the street, it's so gorgeously sunny. Sure, people might look at me weird, so what. =)
Love dancing down a garden ledge till I fall off the beam.
W.
RJD2 should be in town tomorrow, debating whether not I want to go. He was at Bonnaroo, but I didn't go see him then. It should be hella dance party though, and this is just down the street from me.
Not much going on in the world of Johann. Exams and the like, not much else. Photos from yesterday's uber-tired but uber-good walk will probably be up later today when I get the time to shrink em.
My blogging's deteriorated, I know, but bear with me. Exams will be over at the end of the month, and I'll have things to say about the nice weather and my activities then. =)
Dudes and dudettes. I haven't had much sleep, so I shall keep this brief. Photos to come tomorrow.
This is the most disturbing video ever.
And educational!
Educational is important.
And yes, it gets musical. Very much so.
[23:33:29] Richie Bonventre: 3.14159265358979323846264338327950
[23:33:32] Richie Bonventre: thats all i got
[23:33:36] Me: more than me.
[23:33:55] Me: I can go up to 3.141592653589.... and I'm done.
[23:34:00] Me: But I'm not a maths student
[23:34:03] Me: so whatever.
[23:34:14] Richie Bonventre: lol
[23:34:22] Richie Bonventre: i feel smart
[23:35:12] Me: If you call memorizing digits of pi smart and not inanely useless
[23:35:12] Me: sure.
Good music night last night. Great music night last night. I'm so glad I finally performed at a music night. =)
Great afterparty too. I'd been wanting to dance all day. =)
Major props to Luc on the Guitar!
've Got A Lovely Bunch Of Coconuts - Monty Python
Down at an English fair,
One evening I was there,
When I heard a showman shouting
Underneath the flare:
Hoi've got a lo-ve-ly bunch o' coconuts.
There they are a-standin' in a row.
Big ones, small ones, some as big as yer 'ead!
Give 'em a twist, a flick o' the wrist,
That's what the showman said.
Hoi've got a lo-ve-ly bunch o' coconuts.
Hevery ball yer throw will make me rich.
There stands me wife, the idol of me life,
Singin' "roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
Roll a-bowl a ball, roll a-bowl a boll, singin' roll a-bowl a ball a penny a pitch!
Instumental
I've got a lo-ve-ly bunch of coconuts (They're lovely!)
There they are a standing in a row.
(One, two, three, four)
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head
(And bigger)
Give 'em a twist, a flick of the wrist, thats what the showman said.
Now that hoi've got a lo-ve-ly bunch of coconuts.
(La-da-de-da-da)
Hevery ball you throw will make me rich.
(Have a banana)
There stands me wife, the idol of me life,
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
All together now!
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
(Harmony!)
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
Roll a-bowl a ball, roll a-bowl a ball, singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch.
Instumental
Singin' roll a-bowl a ball, a penny a pitch!
AND...
Sit on my Face - Monty Python
Sit on my face and tell me that you love me
I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you too
I love to hear you o-ra-lise
When I'm between your thighs
You blow me away.
Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you
I'll sit on your face and then I'll love you truly
Life can be fine if we both sixty nine
If we sit on our faces
In all sorts of places
And play till we're blown away.
Oh man. Oh man. I really feel like dancing right now. Pretty much every muscle is moving.
Currently viewing: Ministry of Sound The Annual 2005 and 2006.
So techno can get real annoying. But the dancing in some of those videos are fucking intense. Some of it is just your standard "girls moving butts"... but check out the duo in Axwell - Feel The Vibe (Til The Morning Comes) on the 2006 Annual. If I could dance like that... =D
In a way, I love how techno clubs keep alive the concept of the discotheque and mad drug-induced sexual behavior. I can't complain.
As far as music goes... though... blehhhhhh. Well, no, I lie, there *is* good techno out there. But that's like saying there's good rap out there. It's all underground baby.
So there's a lot in the news I'm trying (unsucessfully) not to talk about with people, and I'll be damned if I'm going to start blogging about the world when I'm working on essays.
I don't think I can make it to the party at Kim/Jared/and Co's tonight.
I want to know...
Does LOL work in past tense?
Or is it LOLed?
Or is it... LedOL?
Hmm.
Huge nightmare last night. Huge.
I don't remember it now, I woke up several million times last night.
Why does my internet hate me? Those articles better have gotten into my editor last night before it died out. I thought they did. I woke up to an e-mail saying they didn't.
BLEH.
Computers suck, says the computer nerd.
Gah so many essays.
Currently relaxing with mein meister, the ol' Chrysostomus Theophilus...
For those of you don't get it, Mozart, nitwits.
Heh. Just hung out with some friends... last day of classes and they're all celebratory.
I on the other hand have a thousand things yet to do.
Crap me. I could shoot myself in the foot and that'd prolly be less painful. =D
My limbs are at that point where they've reached a decent flaccidity that appeals greatly to me.
*sighs*
So Dave just left. I went on a shoot with him last night after putting him in my leather coat. We bought Cubans! Of these I would pick a few to put in a professional portfolio, but here are a few images!























I've got mad high quality ones being uploaded. Let me know if you want to see them.
... and MORE from the night before, yay!








