my gypsy life

I hate news.

2008-05-09T18:42:00.000-07:00

It's bad. I'm depressed. i'm putting together the world page and i'm running three photos of people running out of food. It's going to get bad here, but instead of us actually TELLING people what's coming, we won't run that story until BUSH says we're in a fucking recession. I hate the AP. I hate newspaper. I hate mainstream media, and I hate that modernday journalism has dumbed down the population so much that they don't know a goddamn thing that's going on right in front of them. And I hate that no one in charge of news actually thinks anything IS news until the AP writes some watered-down, too-late story about it.

death of newspaper

2008-05-01T21:58:00.000-07:00

There's something happening in my newsroom. I'm not sure what it is yet, but it's starting with meetings, whispers and talks outside. If I were a smoker I'd probably know more of what's going on from lurking out there with cigarettes. I'm sure it's the same story of any paper in the dying print industry. More cuts. More web. Smaller paper. A friend of mine says we got in at the end. I fear he's right.

Lately

2008-04-29T22:22:00.000-07:00

Lately I've been putting the top up to drive home at night. Gas is $3.50 a gallon down here in the Valley, and they say they're going to "PUT" gas, instead of get it. It cost me nearly 50 bucks to fill up the tank in my little VW, and some guy at work who's moving to DC tried to sell me his SUV tonight, promising a cheap deal. Do I look like I'm from fucking texas? I'd much rather use my pocket cash for beer guzzling than gas guzzling. I've slowed down on the California driving. I had to or I'd road rage into a frenzy. Everyone from the mid-fucking-west comes down here with their RV and stays in the left lane going 50 on the freeway. Somedays the RVs are three lanes wide and I growl "winter texans" as they make me late for work.