remember when you used to get popped in the mouth for using the word "ain't..." followed by "ain't, ain't in the dictionary?" well... it is...

ain't: 1. nonstandard excapt in some dialects. am not; are not; is not. 2. nonstandard. have not; had not; do not; does not; did not. [ 1770-80; var. of amn't ( contrv. of am not ) by loss of m and raisng with compensatory lengthening of a; cf. aren't ]-usage. as a substitute for am not, and are not in declarative sentances, ain't is more common in uneducated speech than in educated, but it occurs with some frequency in the informal speech of educated, esp. in the southern and south-central states. this is especially true of the interrogative ain't i? used as a substitue for the fromal am i not? or aren't i? (considered by some to be ungrammatical) or for the akward amn't i? (which is rare in american speech). some speakers avoid all of the preceding forms by substituting isn't that so (true, the case)? ain't occurs in humorous or set phrases: ain't it the truth! the word is also used for emphasis: that just ain't so! it does not appear in formal writing except for deliberate effect or to represent speech. as a substitue for have not or has not and-occasionally in soutern speech-do not, does not, and did not, it is nonstandard except in similar humorous uses: you ain't heard nothin yet! see also aren't.

special thanx to random house webster's college dictionary.

january 19th. the house of blues. chillin with the mouse, social d., and mad expensive drinks. i must say mike ness is a clever guy. the show was awesome. energy was at an all time high and the crowd was totally into it. these days people seem to post up at shows holding their beers. no expression. maybe a wiggle and an unenthusiastic "hell yeah" here and there. fortunately, this was not the case last night. lots of sweat and ass kicking. it was nice. social distortion wins a big two thumbs up the ass from me for a thrilling experience. good times.

i am the lorax. i speak for the trees. clean air is what everyone... everyone needs. dingy brown sunsets and fresh arsenic air... people so busy, they don't seem to care. our faces are melting and rotting right off... and still we ignore that pesky dry cough. our water is brown and littered with trash. the surfers have noticed an itchy red rash. what do you do when the world has turned brown? cover yr face and still walk around? do you continue to fester and produce yr disease or stop, take notice and protect those damn trees?

rumor has it that things have shaped up considerably in the past few years. i can't imagine what it must have been like. there are days where you can't even see the mountains. small towns don't look like this. not yet anyway. i can't understand how poeple ignore something so digusting and potentially dangerous. bush has just passed a bill of some sort that allows new smog factories to exist without those ever so helpful filters. thanx again, sir. another job well done.

where oh where has my land cruiser gone... oh where in the hell can it be? over the border to a mexican lot... oh so far, far from me. punks.