Merry Christmas!!!

To one and all!!! 'Tis the season for love and giving. Hope you all enjoy your presents. But off course Christmas isn't about materialistic things. SO what if you didn't get your video game, iPod touch, or texting phone. The real greatest gift of all is the time spent with friends and family. Plus all the neo yuppie bastards that that try to beat the life out of Christmas. I think Foamy can speak out for me.



Well said Foamy, if you just didn't admit that you didn't go to church, you would have had a valid point. Thats basically me except I go to church, heh.

"Tis the season...TO SHUT THE F*CK UP! Christmas is the one time of year were you get all the sand out of your ass, forget your troubles, and just say,"You know what? Lets just forget all life's trivial problems and sing songs, bake cookies, ad drink egg nog!"

And Santa...EXISTS!!! *gun clicks* Yes...he very well exists....And parents...please stop lying to your young ones saying that he exists and later on like when their ten then find out that your cherished childhood hero was all a lie. I'm not the only one, I sure theres others who suffered broken hearts from finding out Santa doesn't exist...

"HEY! Your not supposed to say that!" Oh sh*t...

FREE MASONRY RUNS THE COUNTRY AND SANTA DOESN'T...

*gunshot*

"That should keep him quiet, now roll the cue card."

DISCLAIMER: The following views and opinions expressed by The Infamous DelinquentAntagonist do not represent the ones shown by those who believe in the Christmas spirit and joy.

This has been brought to you by DelinquentAntagonist Productions, A Christmas Commentary/Rant, Stimulating your mind without a credit card on the Internet since 2006.

The Neon Emo

By D.G.

DISCLAIMER: The following italicized article is from my school newspaper, therefore dose not represent my ideals or opinions. However, the comments after the article are mine. Also people names have been have been shortened to initials to protect their privacy.

People often refer anyone that dresses dark “emo”. In reality, there are different names for different styles. Scene kids are a lot like the typical emo kids but they care a lot about their personal appearance. They are the subject to countless criticism because of their choices and how they act. “I think kids these days are into the rock retro scene…”, said junior P.C.

I interviewed a few scene kids and they said a typical scene kid’s iPod contains Hollywood Undead, The Devil Wears Prada, Boys like Girls, Forever the Sickest Kids, and Metro Station. The main genres they admire are pop rock, scream, techno, and other forms of unconventional music.

Appearance is the most defining part of a scene kid. Their clothes, make-up, and hair styles are essential to their lifestyle. Most of the time you can spot a scene kid with a brightly colored shirt, a band name on it, or with some type of graphic. Also scene kids wear extremely tight jeans. They also wear eyeliner both guys and girls. “I believe that these generations are ego maniacs. There are all these trendy looks like having fluorescent colors and having perfect eyebrows. This is true for both guys and girls.” said junior K.C.

One place where a plethora of scene kids spend their time is in the internet. This is a major time consumer for scene kids. They are not complete without a MySpace or Facebook.

When they are on MySpace, it seems like a scene kid is not happy with anything less than a thousand friends. Also they get pretty upset when no one comments their pictures. They are usually the ones posting bulletins trying to sway you into commenting their pictures.

The hair of a scene kid may be the most unique style around. You can spot their hair a mile away. Scene kids have choppy hair often with various colors thrown in the mix. Guys often have bangs and straighten their hair.

“I think being different is good for students so they can develop a sense of who they are as people.” Said K.C.

Alrighty then. Thats done with. Now for the opposing opinion, I.E.. me. First of all, one who labels another is someone who is poser who labels themselves as well. So who cares about one looks like, if they like it, leave them the f*ck alone. I care about how I look but does that make me scene, I just want to look presentable.

Ones music taste should not come into play when defining who you are. Sure I like the music of a scenester or emo kid but does it make me one? Sure I may have some of those bands in my iPod but have an oddly sort of music genres ranging from metal, alternative, techno, classical, to some instrumentals and opera. Can you label me now? I'm eclectic when it comes to music I listen to anything, I give it all a chance.

Who the f*ck cares if you have a brightly colored shirt. Oh wait a few years back someones ass would have been kicked for having such a shirt. And band tees makes one a scene person? I have a couple doesn't make me one. Nirvana = grunge fashion, not scene. Ive seen the new ones the put out, they now make them brightly colored. Kurt would have rolled over in is smoked ashes if he saw the crap they approved without his knowledge. Plus, Ive seen people, both guys and girls, wear the tight jeans before the "emo" and "scene" craze began. It was called being a wasted rocker/ stoner person.

Lets hit the big one right now. MySpace sucks arse. I pretty much negated my opinion right now since I have one. Why? Because of all the shallow people on here, reminds me of middle and high school. Who the hell cares if you don't have a thousand friends or don't get comments every other half-hour. Forget about it and get one with life. And yes I have a few people who mindlessly post the bulletins asking to comment their pictures. Asking people to comment your pictures will not get them, and the people who do are brainless automatons who do what they are told. I may not have much comments with on my pictures but I don't go and ask you all to comment on them. Comments are nice once in a awhile so appreciate the ones you have.

Oh yeah, I know the guy who written the article. How would he know that scene kids spend most of their time on the Internet? Because he is one! DUH. He didn't look like one ever since the school I attend started, and now somehow miraculously become one. His opinion + "scene" look = negated.

The hair...I'm actually defending this one. I do believe its quite unique and cool. It does give a sense a difference. Yes...I have straightened my hair a couple of times but I don't do it that much. Once again, negated my opinion.

Yes, I do believe that it is good to stand the f*ck out of the crowd but its hard to stand out when everyone else tries to do the same as well. Its like Paper Tigers by The Caesars. "Just like every other fool out there. We all think we're so unique. Such special freaks." Please people, stand out in a way that doesn't follow the masses who try to do the same.

This has been boughten to you by DelinquentAntagonist Productions: Stimulating your mind on the Internet since 2006.

I should seriously be on talk radio yelling out my opinions =]

3,000 guitars + flat tires + trees =

One hell of an adventure! Or so my dad says.

Me, my sister, and father went to the cancerous couture of music, Guitar Center. I was browsing though all the guitars the had from Fenders, Gibson, and other brands of guitars. Some where fairly priced to while some with drop dead prices(that expression is so cliché =_=;). I couldn't find the elusive ‘65 Olympic White Rosewood Fender Mustang Kurt used so often in concerts.



Oh, how I would love to own one of those beauties. Maybe later on in life, perhaps in another one?

We left the musical establishment to head over to downtown, or as I like to call it: the bastard child of Times Square in Manhattan, New York City. As soon we got off the off-ramp, the left front tire popped ">_> As me and my sister waited for my dad to place the replacement tire one, something caught my eye. Apparently since the eighth of this December, people can now hail taxis now instead of calling for them on a cell-phone. I bet New Yorkers are already laughing at us Californians since they had the concept way before us.

Anyways, the replacement tire was added and we went to see my worst nightmare, a large Christmas tree in public. In other words, I had to take some photos ">_> Lucky the tree was composed of LED lights and my dads camera run out of battery life.

Went home, went on MySpace, placed up how my night went on a bulletin that will most likey fall on deaf ears. Haha...

Plus I need to write more blogs on this thing, lawls =]