Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 29
Sign: Cancer
City: Columbia
State: Missouri
Country: US
Signup Date: 8/20/2007
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October 13, 2009 - Tuesday
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Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
"A huge part of figuring out how to become happy is to really try to pinpoint – to isolate what it is that you want – what it is that will make you happy..."
'Slave to Life' - By Evan Exempt
[This tasteless, unrehearsed rant was recorded on a mobile phone in my car while parked at a gas station in Jefferson City, Missouri, early October, 2009.]
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September 29, 2009 - Tuesday
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One hipster says to another: "Dude, that's a cool belt. Where did you
get it?" The other hipster replies: "Dude, I was born with this belt."
{ADDED PER CHANNING KENNEDY: "Dude, is that your dried, treated umbilical cord?"}
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September 18, 2009 - Friday
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In today's Columbia Daily Tribune:
Friday, September 18, 2009
A 22-year-old man was taken to University Hospital with serious
injuries after a bus ran over him early Friday in the parking lot at
Les Bourgeois Vineyards.
At about 1 a.m., after a party at the winery in Rocheport, hundreds of
college students loaded onto a bus driven by Thomas Hoehn, a
44-year-old from Jefferson City. Brian Lindsey of Springfield tried to
stop the bus before it ran over him, according to a report from the
Missouri State Highway Patrol. The bus then came to rest on top of
Lindsey before it moved off of him, the patrol said.
Lindsey was taken to University Hospital with serious injuries.
I honestly feel bad for the bus driver because he has to accept
responsibility for this accident. I was certainly not present to
witness the particulars, and perhaps the driver could have been more
aware of what was going on. But I am well familiar with the kind of
BROs who generally ride group-rate buses to fraternal drinking
functions, and I (as a Columbia native, myself) have witnessed some
serious alcohol-induced stupidity take place in and around these 'bar
buses'. I am not trying to flame the victim with an onslaught of
'grouchy townie' social prejudice; I feel very badly that he has
sustained injuries that he will probably have to live with for the rest
of his life. I also have no objective basis for my assumption that this
was a fraternity sanctioned event (though I'd be willing to bet money
that it was). But the fact is: When you mix alcohol and heavy machinery
(even if the drunk people aren't necessarily the ones operating it),
accidents DO happen. I think the lesson we can all take away from this
is that maybe missing the bus is the preferable alternative to stepping
in front of it.
The guy probably would have been better off driving home.
- Evan "Exempt" Jones (that roller skater jerk)
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September 1, 2009 - Tuesday
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I am currently in the process of launching a new non-profit organization.
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August 19, 2009 - Wednesday
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Please observe the screen-shot below.
No face, no link... No point? (Well, at least we know where she works now.)
Among other things, you may notice that my sister, Monica, is a total
fucking beak-munchin' hillbilly. You may also notice several comments,
one from a certain Michaela Shellie Shively Walden. While it is not
uncommon to see 'not pictured' Facebook pages (particularly with brand
new users), it can also be observed that Michaela's name appears in all
black lettering. What does this mean? It means that it is not an active
link (i.e. it is impossible to initiate any contact with her; she must
initiate it.)
I believe that what we are observing is a new security setting which
allows Facebook users to opt out of all of those up-until-now standard
social networking site realities: being 'added', receiving messages,
etc. (Please correct me if I am wrong.)
OK, I'd like for us to take a look at a certain English word called 'Participation'.
Participation
n.
The act of taking part or sharing in something.
Call me old fashioned, but hasn't participating in something always
carried the implication that while one is privy to the same benefits as
are the rest of the participants, one is also subject to the same
vulnerabilities and liabilities as are the rest of the participants?
For example, Charles Bukowski once wrote of an orgy encounter at a
drugged-out, bisexual brothel-house. In 'Notes of a Dirty Old Man',
Bukowski stumbles upon woman sitting spread-eagle. Some dialog ensues, but he basically just starts fucking her. He then writes:
'I was just going good when something RAMMED into the cheeks of my ass. I saw flashes before my eyes.
"hey, what the HELL!" I reached and pulled the thing out. I was
standing there with this guy..s thing in my hand. "what do you think
you..re doing, buddy?" I asked him.
"listen, friend",he said, "this whole game is just one big deck of
cards. if you want to get into the game you have to take whatever comes
up in the shuffle."'
Metaphorically speaking, sufferers of (what I call) privacy neurosis
seem to think that they are entitled to strut around the orgiastic
brothels of social networking websites and fuck whoever they please,
but never give up any action on the flip-side!
I condemn this behavior because it is simply unfair. Facebook ought
to allow people access to only as much information about others as they
are willing to offer of themselves.
Picture yourself walking down the sidewalk at night, and you see a person wearing a MASK.
A masked person in a public place -- unless it is a festive occasion --
will generally induce a great deal of fear and suspicion in the minds
of fellow societal participants. The masked person is able to recognize
the identities of others, but is not participating
in society on the same level as everyone else. Because the masked
person's identity is concealed, he or she has no personal liability for
his or her actions, and hence bears the burden of suspicion. Granted,
at least most Facebook users have the decency to use their real (or publicly used) names, even if their pages are locked down.
But, for the love of God, why in the hell would you want to block
EVERYONE from contacting you unless you have initiated contact with
them first? Oh, because you're an internet sociopath -- My bad!
So what is your defense, Michaela? Spammers are out to get you? Psycho ex-lover stalking you? Boss/co-workers might find you out?
Don't want your kids to 'add' you? Can I ask what in the hell makes you
think you're so special, or that anyone gives a shit about you?
You privacy neurotics just need to grow some virtual balls and ante up
with the common courtesy of showing your own damn face and making it
possible for a distant friend,
or stranger, to contact you. Do you glare at well-meaning people who
try to strike up a conversation with you in a buffet line, or a train
station? Yes? Well, then congratulations; you are officially an asshole!
It's time to wake up and realize that the world does not revolve around
you, and that all you are doing with your privacy neurosis is
perpetuating an atmosphere of social malign and distrust. Let's be good
neighbors and spread those social networking butt cheeks nice and wide
because this whole game is just one big deck of cards; if you want to
get into the game, you have to take whatever comes up in the shuffle.
- Evan Exempt
P.S. This article is NOT personally directed at Michaela Shellie Shively Walden for the simple reason that we do not and cannot have any idea who she is... Oh, whatever! Yes, it IS personally directed at her!
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August 5, 2009 - Wednesday
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Category: Music
***ORIGINAL POST AT JASON ROSENBAUM'S KARAOKE BLOG, BUFFALO STANCE***
The first idea I would like to establish is that I do not
like Karaoke. Not only do I avoid participation (evasively, or even
aggressively, at times), but I also avoid its spectacle whenever
possible. My small handful of Karaoke attendances and performances over
the years have been incited by only the grimmest of ultimatums: 'I'm too
lonely to stay in this tiny room in my parents' basement for another minute...
But all my friends are at Karaoke Night,' or, 'I hate myself so much
that I should force myself into suffering through Karaoke night. Anyway,
I'm tired of crying through my eyeliner and cutting myself with the sharp end
of this guitar string.'
On these sad occasions, before the glare of a singalong video prompter and a
wall of dead, drunk eyes with skeleton smiles, only one of three songs would
ever meet my lips.
1. A disheveled dramatization of Billy Joel's 'Piano Man' with the inflected
snottiness of a young Johnny Rotten and a touch of masturbatory angst a la
Bright Eyes.
2. A stoic and loyally unimaginative rendition of 'Sunday Morning Coming Down'
by Johnny Cash.
3. A clownish, crotch-grabbing b-boy spin on Tone Loc's 'Wild Thing'.
People often pit pride against shame as its polar opposite. I disagree
and assert that there is rather a fine line dividing them, provincially, like
warring neighbors: Shame sends its spies to pry upon Pride; Pride's corrupt
internal agents sell 'weapons' and intelligence to Shame via rogue, back-alley
deals. Drunken arms bartering in the brothels of the soul!
The proud shame afforded by a Karaoke performance is like being rolled in shit
and money – No amount of soap and hot water can ever make you feel clean, but
you just want to keep stuffing your pockets!
In the showers of our psyches are soaking, naked men and women shamelessly
chanting the songs of our deepest, truest colors. These candid voices, once
guarded and personal, have now been socially approved for public display on a
makeshift stage at almost any bar in America! These Karaoke nights are
the support groups of our shameful singing masturbation habit; a place where
someone can earnestly look you in the eye and say, "It's OK. I do
it, too. We all do it!" And these Karaoke nights are the
fight clubs of our shared shame that tell us (via peer pressure), "If
this is your first time at Karaoke night, you have to sing!"
Well, if I could borrow one more rule from Fight Club, it would be the rule
where someone could collapse on the floor halfway through the night and yell "STOP!"
and everyone would just... Stop.
- Evan Exempt
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July 17, 2009 - Friday
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Category: Food and Restaurants
After
a couple of months of sober, healthy living, I decided that a digestive
body cleanse would be a good idea to help flush out some of the toxins
that have accumulated over the years.
Today, I enter the final phases of my cleanse. Without going into too great of detail, I will summarize the two-week program.
Basically what I am doing is a basic over-the-counter supplement
cleanse with a an intensive fasting-purging program tacked on at the
end.
Two weeks ago, I purchased Enzymatic's Whole Body Cleanse (which
contains fiber, milk-thistle and several natural laxatives) and made
some serious changes to my diet. The most significant change is that I
started eating a lot more fruits and vegetables and a lot less fat and
protein, and that I started drinking a lot more water. My
mostly-vegetarian cleansing diet has consisted of bulk staples like
rice and various kinds of beans (including many soy products). I have
allowed some white poultry/fish on three occasions and cheese on two
occasions (one of which I very much regretted afterward... damn gouda);
I also enjoyed some free-range eggs on several mornings (poached of
course). My core vegetable staple was raw carrots and carrot juice
(YUM!) with tomatoes and spinach taking silver and bronze. My core
fruit staple was high-fiber, vitamin-rich berries: both fresh
blueberries and blackberries, as well as Naked Juice Blue Machine and
Bolthouse Farms Berry Boost (from which my pocket book is still
suffering). I also used a combination of whey protein and fiber
supplement powder on the days where I wasn't able to eat much solid
food (i.e. when I was travelling for work) so as to keep my tummy
satiated and my energy level stable.
In less than two weeks, I feel better than I have in years. My
waistline has trimmed significantly and my farts smell like flowers!
(Just kidding.) For the next few days, I will embark on the intensive
portion of the cleanse, which I designed based on information from
several friends, articles and nutrition publications.
Friday -- Water Fast:
This intensive fasting phase is not universally recommended. Some
health experts suggest that it can put unnecessary stress on your
metabolism and digestive systems, and that it can trigger the body to
release too much of its stored toxins back into the blood stream at
once, which can have adverse effects on ones health and comfort. I am
kind of running under the logic that since I have already been engaged
in this light cleanse and modified diet for the past couple of weeks, I
have already dealt with a significant amount of these toxins, and that
I am thus better equipped to deal with any shock factor... But what do
I know?
I will be consuming at least two gallons of purified water today. The
only allowances I am making are for a bit of club soda and organic lime
juice (to settle my stomach) and some senna leaf tea, which is a
natural laxative (though I have been advised to use the senna very
sparingly so as to not strain my liver during the cleansing process).
Saturday -- Juice and Fiber Purge:
In addition to a surplus of kale, ginger and carrots, I have invested in a
variety of juices, including unfiltered apple, carrot, tomato and grape
(all organic). These will be consumed tomorrow along with copious
amounts of psyllium powder and bentonite clay, which are known for
their abilities to scour septic deposits from the colon wall (i.e.
remove all the putrid, nasty shit-goo that has plastered itself to your
guts over the years and allows toxins to be absorbed back into your
bloodstream). The psyllium seed powder and bentonite clay are from a
brand called Sonne's, and are formulated specifically for this purpose.
I am actually very excited for this day of juicy goodness and toilet flushing!
Sunday -- Final Purge and Recovery:
I plan to give myself several saline enemas on Sunday morning to help
dislodge whatever the fiber and clay wasn't able to force out. After
several hours of relaxing and cleaning up, I plan to join my family and
friends for a light evening lunch to celebrate my 29th birthday (which
is actually on Saturday, the 18th -- Yes, I'll be at home alone,
pooping on my actual birthday)! Let me know if you would like to join
us for a late lunch on Sunday! (Location to-be-announced.)
I actually wanted to post this blog a bit sooner so that I could get
some pointers... but I think it's a little late to change gears now.
Either way, I don't think this is going to do any harm. But if anybody
who is experienced with this sort of thing sees any red flags, please
message me right away. I always welcome the counsel and advice of a
helpful friend!
Cheers to healthy living and have a great weekend!
- Evan
P.S. Yes, I will probably take some crazy poop photos like all the
rest of the proud colon-cleanse fanatics like to do. If you are
interested in seeing how things 'came out', please message me
personally with your email address (ya' fuckin' shit freak). Thanks!
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July 15, 2009 - Wednesday
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Category: Life
I had a little run-in... Er, "skate-in" with the law today. Read all about it here: http://blog.myspace.com/refbatwing
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July 8, 2009 - Wednesday
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Category: Romance and Relationships
This blog is actually sort of a sequel to a blog I posted last year called ' What A Gold Membership Can Get You' -- This was of course at a very low point in my life when it seemed like a good idea to join the infamous casual "dating" website, ADULT FRIEND FINDER. (This particular period in my life has a lot to do with the fact that I am NOW making huge credit card payments and abstaining from alcohol... *ahem*) Needless to say, it was a fruitless pursuit (i.e. no one I had any 'interest' in ever emailed me back) and a complete waste of my time. (Read the link to see why.)
I recently joined a free (and far less trashy) dating site called OKcupid. Don't get me wrong -- I'm not banking on finding Mrs. Exempt (or anyone other than people I went to high school with who are now divorced) on some free dating site, but it is an amusing way to pass the time while sitting at home on the weekends enjoying the 'simple pleasures' of my digestive body cleanse regimen. *ahem* I actually almost shit myself when I opened this email:
Please, no offense to the woman in this photo, but this bitch seriously looks like she's about to jump out of the bushes and eat me! ("Good work, Cupid!")
Sadly, dating websites are the romantic asylums of maladjusted men and insecure girls. The further you step away from the fake cam-whores and the swinger-trash couples, the sadder and more truthful it all becomes -- betrayed single mothers, lonely losers, military men returning to lives of solitude, fat-girl faces at the thinnest possible camera angles... Machines driven by our innate human need... 'to love and to be loved'... or maybe just wanted... by someone.
I turn 30 next year, but I'm not scared. The older I get, the more I come to understand that I'm not afraid of being alone; what I am really afraid of is making a big mistake like getting hitched with the wrong person, having kids, building a life together... and then realizing it was a terrible mistake. I have seen so many crash and burn. We all have.
For now, all I can do is put a smirk on my face and watch it all go by (while, of course, peppering the information belt with my snarky commentary on all matters of sex and love). You know, people really seem to like me more when I just suck it up and smile comfortably. Attitude is contagious, they say.
Love yourself (every night, like I do).
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July 6, 2009 - Monday
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I am a person who often says 'sorry' at inappropriate or unnecessary times, almost as a sort of nervous habit. In addition to this, I also use 'sorry' in the more classical sense: to express sorrow, rather than apology. One such occurrence might sound a bit like this:
Friend: "All my girlfriend ever talks about is how bad she wants to sleep with David Wilson."
Me: "I am sorry."
Friend: "You don't have to apologize, bro. It's not your fault that she needs to turn out the lights and pretend I am David Wilson just so she can have an orgasm."
My friend is assuming that I am attempting to apologize for the fact that Dave Wilson is such a cool, sexy dude. When in reality, I am merely lamenting the fact that my friend is sexually and culturally inferior to Mr. Wilson. I most certainly cannot accept responsibility for Dave's winning smile, hip wardrobe and social popularity.
But this does leave agape the question:
Is there an easy way of saying 'sorry' in an unapologetic way, thus expressing sympathy without the implication of assumed responsibility? Of course this sentiment can be expressed in English, but only in so many words (and usually with other implications attached): 'I sympathize with you', while true to heart, is such a mouthful of syllables;
'I understand' (or 'I can relate'), while often well-intended, can be construed as patronizing, or even snarky; 'That sucks', while truthful and elegantly simple, is completely devoid of sympathy, empathy, or any real sentiment at all.
So then what does one say instead of 'I'm sorry' to express unapologetic sympathy? What I am wondering is if there is a nice phrase for this in a language other than English. There are certain expressions that some languages just do not make provisions for; perhaps this is one such case.
Please advise... or you'll be sorry. 
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