Sunday, May 31, 2009

WHAT IT ALL BOILS DOWN TO IS A BURNT PAN

AFTER ALL THE SMOKE AND WE CLEAR THE AIR. I FOUND THERE'S TWO TYPES OF PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD. THOSE WHO SAY THERE'S TWO TYPES OF PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD , AND THOSE WHO DON'T.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

I REALLY NEED A BELT RIGHT NOW............

THESE DAYS THE ONLY HANGOVER I HAVE IS ABOVE MY BELT. I GUESS THAT IS WHY THEY CALL ME LOOPIE.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

LIFE CHOICES COURSE 101

YOU KNOW I REALLY LIKE THIS CONTINUING EDUCATION COURSE I'M IN. I DON'T ACT OUT NEAR AS MUCH IN THIS NEW SCHOOL, AS I DID IN THE SOME OF THE OTHER COURSES I TOOK. I HAVEN'T REALLY FELT THE NEED AT THIS AGE TO PUSH THE TEACHERS TO THE BREAKING POINT, WELL, PAST IT ACTUALLY. AND TO BE TRUTHFULL I DON'T WANT TO GET THROWN OUT. I'M ALMOST TO THE POINT WHERE I CAN SEE THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE FUNNEL. I THINK MY GRADES ARE BETTER THAN THEY HAVE EVER BEEN. BUT, AND THIS IS WEIRD, THEY DON'T LET YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR GRADES ARE UNTIL AFTER YOU GRADUATE. I THINK THIS IS STRANGE BUT I CAN'T CHANGE SCHOOL'S THIS LATE IN MY STUDIES. SO FOR TODAY I WILL SUIT UP AND SHUT UP AND DO WHAT I'M TOLD AND I HOPE THE WILLY NILLYNESS OF MY PREVIOUS ATTENDANCE AT THIS COURSE DOESN'T AFFECT MY FINAL GRADE. ONLY GOD KNOW'S WHAT THAT WILL BE.

Monday, May 25, 2009

memorials

the valiant lay in every field, in every land and memory. in uniform or dress they fought the battle and survived to give us life. i am the reason they lived. i am the reason they died. they gave all they had. today i honor all my ancestors that some day my descendants may honor me. the battle is a battle of the heart. the valiant lay in every field, in every land and memory............long live the dead.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Saturday, May 23, 2009

GEORGE OHWELLS LAST BOOK

THE AUTHOR OF 1984 HAS POSTHUMOROUSLY RE-RELEASED HIS FINAL NOVELLA. A TRUE STORY BASED IN SOME UNKNOWN FUTURE ABOUT A GOVERNMENT WHO WITHOUT CIVIL UNREST AND WARFARE, RESTORES THE INDIVIDUAL RIGHTS OF IT'S CITIZENS, BECAUSE IT IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO. THE COMEDIC NATURE OF THIS WORK DEMANDS RIGAMORTISE STUDY, AS WELL AS A COMENSURATE CENSORSHIP FOR IT'S RADICAL VIEWS. I URGE EVERY ONE TO TAKE UP ARMS OR LEGS TO PROTEST IT'S RE-RELEASE, AS ONCE THE IDEA GETS OUT, TRUBBLE IS SORE TO FALLOW. AT LEAST THAT'S MY GUEST.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

NEWTOWNS LAW HAS GRAVITY

I HAD LEFT SINSINATTY LATE FOR MY DESTINATION ACROSS THE GREAT DIVIDE. NEEDING FUEL, I STOPPED TO FILL UP IN A TOWN CALLED 'KNO THYSELF', WHERE I ASKED THE STRANGE LOOKING OLDER MAN IN A CHRISTLER FOR DIRECTIONS. THESE BIBLE THUMPERS ARE WEIRDER THAN I AM I CHUCKLED TO MYSELF, SHAKING MY HEAD. NAMING A TOWN KNO THYSELF. WEIRD. HE TOLD ME THE ONE WAY ROAD I WAS ON WOULD SOON DEAD END AT A CROSS ROAD. I DIDN'T KNOW WHETHER TO TURN RIGHT OR LEFT WHEN IT HAPPENED, BUT HE SAID I WOULD KNOW WHEN I GOT THERE. AFTER A FEW MILES MORE ON THIS DREARY ROAD I SAW THE TWO STREET SIGNS IN MY HEADLIGHTS. IT WAS VERY DARK, BUT I COULD EASILY SEE WHAT THEY SAID. THE ARROW POINTING TO THE LEFT READ: NO GOD-NO PEACE-NO FAITH-NO HOPE-NO GUIDANCE-NO HEALING. THE ARROW POINTING TO THE RIGHT READ: KNOW GOD-KNOW PEACE-KNOW FAITH-KNOW HOPE-KNOW GUIDANCE-KNOW HEALING. OH MAN, THESE BIBLE THUMPERS I MUTTURED. I PULLED OVER AND TRIED TO FIND THE MAP, BUT TO NO AVAIL. ANOTHER JOKE ON ME I GROUSED. NOW ON TO NO-AVAIL. HUH. WHICH WAY DO I GO? JUST THEN I HEARD A LITTLE VOICE WHISPER ''FROM KNO THYSELF CHOOSE THE RIGHT ''

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

nerdist colony uncovered online

Stay tuned for the nudes at 10 with Querty Keybored.

PEELINGS NOTHING MORE THAN PEELINGS

FEALINGS ARE WHATS LEFT OVER AFTER LAYERS OF HURT ARE HEALED.

Monday, May 18, 2009

IF WE DON'T TALK ABOUT IT, IT WON'T HAPPEN

GROWING UP, WE NEVER TALKED ABOUT SOMEONE DYING, BECAUSE IF YOU TALKED ABOUT IT, IT MIGHT HAPPEN. IT HAPPENED ANYWAY. WE ALL KNOW THAT THERE IS AN EARTHQUAKE IN CALIFORNIA COMING. A BIG ONE. IT COMES EVERY HUNDRED YEARS. THE NATIVE FIRST NATIONS KNEW ABOUT IT AND LEFT THE AREA EVERY HUNDRED YEARS. BECAUSE THERE WAS GOING TO BE AN EARTHQUAKE. A BIG ONE. WE HAVE SEEN IN OUR RECORDED HISTORY THAT THIS IS TRUE. 1805-1906-SOON. MOVE OUT OF CALIFORNIA AND YOU WILL NOT BE THERE WHEN IT HAPPENS. O.K. I SAID IT. MAYBE NOW IT WON'T HAPPEN. BUT I DOUBT IT. SLEEP TIGHT. WITH ONE EYE OPEN. ROGER- OVER AND OUT.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

oddviously haironeus

small things come in large packages, always a thrill to open, and usually the best surprize of all, just what you all-ways wanted. although a barrel of monkeys can be fun for a while, eventually you have to clean up after them and send them back to the zoo. when it's the thought that counts for some, it's the action that counts most in the end.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

LOOKS LIKE SOMETHIN THE CAT DRUG IN

PREJUDICE= PRE-JUDGED....OPINIONS BEFORE INVESTIGATION, BIAS BEFORE EXPERIENCE,,,, I DON'T LIKE POOP. GRAVY LOOKS LIKE POOP, SO I WON'T EAT GRAVY BECAUSE IT WILL TASTE LIKE POOP. HOW CAN YOU LIKE GRAVY WHEN I THINK IT WILL TASTE LIKE POOP? YOU ARE WEIRD TO LIKE POOP. I BELIEVE NO ONE SHOULD EVER SERVE GRAVY AGAIN, BECAUSE I GET GROSSED OUT WHEN I SEE GRAVY AND YOU SHOULDN'T GROSS ME OUT. IT'S YOUR FAULT BECAUSE YOU MADE THE GRAVY WHEN I TOLD YOU NOT TO. I AM GOING TO STRAIGHTEN THIS MESS OUT AND FROM NOW ON THERE WILL BE A LAW THAT NO ONE EVER CAN MAKE GRAVY AGAIN OR THEY WILL HAVE TO EAT POOP. I BELIEVE THIS IS FAIR SO OBVIOUSLY IT IS, AND I AM RIGHT AND YOU ARE A NOTHING BUT A POOP EATER. THUS BEGAN THE END OF THE GRAVY TRAIN.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

OUCH! THAT SMARTS!

I REMEMBER THE FEAR OF MY MOTHER SAYING TO ME ''WAIT TILL YOUR FATHER GET'S HOME'' THAT WAS WHEN I KNEW I HAD GONE TOO FAR. I HAD PUSHED THE LIMITS OF SNOTTY BEHAVIOR AND I WOULD NOW SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY BIG BAD ATTITUDE, FROM SOMEONE WHO REALLY WAS BIG AND BAD. I WOULD THINK ABOUT RUNNING AWAY, SO THAT I COULDN'T BE FOUND WHEN THE DREADED TIME CAME. I WOULD TRY TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO TWIST THE STORY, GIVE IT A SPIN, DAMAGE CONTROL. OH NO, PLEASE NO, NOT THE DAD ONE. I'LL BE BETTER, JUST TAKE IT BACK, DON'T TELL DAD. I'LL DO ANYTHING. SO, WITHOUT RAISING HER HAND, SHE WON. ALL WAYS A STEP AHEAD OF ME. SHE KNEW WHAT I WAS GOING TO DO BEFORE I DID IT. '' A LITTLE BIRDY TOLD ME, SHE WOULD SAY''. WHO WAS THE STOOL PIDGEON I WOULD WONDER.WITH WITS AS QUICK AS LIGHTNING, I LEARNED TO LAUGH AT LIFE FROM YOU. TO LAUGH AT MYSELF FROM YOU. TO QUESTION MY BIG BAD SELF. I AM A BETTER MAN FOR IT. MOTHER EARTH, WE HAVE BEEN SNOTTY IN OUR BIG BAD SELVES. PLEASE WORK WITH US A LITTLE LONGER, JUST A LITTLE MORE PATIENCE, PLEASE. DON'T TELL DAD JUST YET. WE'LL BE BETTER. I HOPE. I REALLY DON'T WANT THAT SPANKING. DO YOU?

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

DENIAL DOES NOT AWARENESS MAKE

THE FOLLOWING ARE CONDENSED FROM THE MULTIVOLUMETRIC ENCYCLOPEDIALIS OF THE HUMAN PSY-CHI. IT IS ONLY USED FOR EXAMPLARY EXPLORATIONS OF THE SUBLEVEL OPERATIONS DETAILED IN OPERATIONS MANUAL NOTED IN YOUR BIRTH FILE UNDER CODE #358790476523472. subtitled Denial, referenced as "NOT WHAT IS'' AND REFERRED TO AS AN OPERATIONAL CONDITION WHEREBY THE SUBJECT EXISTS UNAWARE OF EXISTING INTERNAL AND EXTERNAL CONDITIONS THAT APPEAR FOR ALL PURPOSES TO BE APPARENTLY NON-EXISTENT TO THE SUBJECT WITHIN THE FRAMEWORK OF THE PLETHORA OF CONTEXT EXTANT FOR OUR PURPOSES...... AS VIEWED...... SO THERE! TAKE THAT!

Monday, May 4, 2009

VANITARIUM DELUSIONATIONS PRO QUID

DON'T WORRY, IT'S ONLY YOUR EGO, IT WILL GROW BACK.....