i'm not Rick James bitch...

i've always dug RJ's sounds. it was never just the funk. i love funk music. i affiliate myself w/whatever funk seems to purvey to people.

i'm especially partial to the sexuality that funk lends to itself by being so closely related to the word "fuck."

i love to funk...

i will funk the shit out of you...

get the funk out of here...

you funky motherfunker...

not only did i grow relishing the power of the word "funk," but i truly dug/dig the sound that came/comes w/funk.

funk is...

Rick's funk was blatantly sexual. i recall reading some liner notes or an interview where Rick said Gordy never quite understood the vibe Rick was on...

imagine that.

Rick was truly a funky ass basta'd...

yes, i meant that shit.

funk you for not understanding...

make like i am not heavily influenced by the sound that i've heard over the years of my life so far...

PEACE
...be calm...

a cause for...

some intellectual violence...

FUCK XMAS!

i'm gonna make a tee that says that shit. seriously. fuck Christmas. WTF happened to "Happy holidays?"

everybody doesn't celebrate this bullshit pagan holiday that many cultures seem to have oddly associated w/Christianity...

odd.

i'm bent 2X...

i'm not Christian, & i don't go for the bullshit anyway. why wait all year to show love by gifting ma'fuckas when you can do that shit every day?

damn stupid...

get a motherfucking clue...

damn!

why not wait until retailers are bleeding to go holiday shopping? the sales will only get better...

sillifites...

make like SEPTA is mad reliable...

PEACE
...be calm...

the preference of flesh...

i find it fascinating to observe the change in my tastes of attractive women over the years.

when i was a kid, i used to just look at what i thought was a pretty face. i never dug big jawns, but i don't believe i was aware of skinny or whatever.

i have always been into eyes & cheek structure. you could be cute, beautiful, aight, etc.

getting older & more sexually aware, i began to notice things like legs, ass, titties, gaps, etc.

i don't recall exactly when particular features became prominent in my mind, but i do recall realizing that i like thickness, hips, & ass.

i have joke for years that i used to only notice faces, legs, & asses. i was never impressed w/breasts until i got into my late 20's to early 30's. this is not to say that i did not take notice of titties. it's just that i did not find an importance in the presence of breasts like i did a pretty face & an ass.

it's an aesthetic thing.

as i've gotten older i've come to appreciate balance & symmetry more. ass, titties, hips, feet, legs, lips, eyes, cheeks, back, neck, hair (natural), hands, teeth, skin, etc.

i don't expect perfection, but beauty is beauty.

skinny chicks are not attractive to me. oddly, i look back at some of the women i recall finding attractive when i was younger, and they were scrawny as hell. guess the tastes have changed much over the years.

make like i find lumber yards sexy...

PEACE
...be calm...

a great new way to say...

get yo' drank on...

go to your local drinkery & order a lady w/2 shots in the can. if you're really adventurous, you can order a bitch w/a .357. just alleviate any form of confusion:

lady w/2 shots in the can

2 shots of your favorite tasty 80+ proof liquor
12oz of your favorite soft drink

BOOM!

bitch w/a .357

3 shots of spiced rum
3 shots of whiskey
24oz of ginger beer

BLAM!

you can throw these on some cubed water, blend w/cubed water, or simply chill in your local kitchen cool box. get drinky w/it...

these tasty beverages were inspired by my other half...

try'em & get blizzy...

make like alcohol isn't state sanctioned drug use...

PEACE
...be calm...

intellectual violence

what is the problem when people do not realize that what they are doing is offensive to other people?

talking w/food in your face hole is unpleasant. that shit makes me want to fistually alter the offender's face hole.

i have distinctly violent tendencies. fortunately, i actually consider the consequences of my actions. first off, i'm not trying to become another incarceration statistic. fuck that. my life is difficult enough, i don't need anyone fucking w/my daily life functions like that.

as with all things, there are exceptions, but those involve my seed & other valued fam. generally speaking, no one other than them is worth my freedom as far as i'm concerned. self defense goes w/o mention.

i'd be lying though if i said i never thought about debraining fools. it does cross my mind rather frequently, but i'm not trying to take an L for some stupid shit. i guess most people don't think through shit like that enough to make less damning decisions. fuck it, what ya gonna do?

you can't go around just bopping cats about the cranium for irritating you. you can, but there's always those unpleasant consequences. i don't really have guilt, but i respect life in general. as a result, i figure it's not right to remove what i cannot exactly duplicate to replace. anger could fuck that logic up, but i'm generally not cavalier about shit like this.

just 'cause i think about violent shit doesn't mean i have to act on the thoughts. what do you value? is it more important to relieve the anger, or to maintain relative autonomy as a being?
i make my choices accordingly...

make like i don't really have to think about my choices sometimes...

PEACE
...be calm...

slangulation...

ahhhh!

a great new word variation.

do you have the ability to slangulate?

of course i do...

slangulation is the creation of words of alternative use, or new slang. it does not matter if it is commonly acceptable or not. it's not like pig latin either. try it at home...

make like i'm not an effervescing, slangulatorious, communibeast...

PEACE
...be calm...

the old sole...

goddamn my feets is hoitin'...

SEPTA eats a swollen cheese dick...

i'm keeping things going. it's difficult sometimes to deal w/the day-to-day bullshit when you have new wave bullshit to sort through. 'tis what 'tis.

work is not at all rewarding. i use way more effort in getting to than i do at the joint. WTH!

blah, blah, blah...

always w/the bullshit. my landlord is a fucking secret slumlord. old ass dude. how you gonna talk shit about my plumbing skills & then come in to fuck up the bathroom sink?

doh!

that shit is new & leaky...

guess that's new school plumbing. the leak lets you know the water is working...

make like i'm not pissed about failing to take advantage of the shitty housing market...

PEACE
...be calm...

so check it the fuck out...

fuck friends.

why?

because in my life thus far, i have yet to come across anyone who has been to me as good a friend as i have been to them...

this may sound vain, but i'd be willing to wager large sums of income that i may never see for any human alive to prove me wrong.

that's how sure i am of this statement.

have people been friends to me?

hell yeah!

this does not negate my original statement though. maybe i'm just so fucked up that i require more than what other humans find it feasible to offer as a friend. i don't seem to think that there is truth in the preceding statement, but it could be possible.

fuck it.

i can relate far more occasions where i've neglected to notice that my relationships w/so-called friends has been one-sided in their favor at my expense...

i ain't gettin' down like that anymore...

make like i fucks w/cats like that...

PEACE
...be calm...

bless my mastery of the language...

for it allows me to slaughter the unknowing with wit & sarcasm...

actually, mastery of the language isn't quite necessary for my sarcasm, but it does help me to lessen my perceived life misery. i'm referring to the sarcasm of course...

i have yet to figure out a way to create income using my thus far developed intellect. seems i mostly know things for no real purpose at all. mostly fuel for my overly active thought process & communicative efforts of human interaction.

shit, if i could get piznaid to tiznalk, i'd be monetarily rich off my ass by now...

i'm working on some things, but they have yet to develop into anything beyond scribblings on pieces of papier and/or bytes of web space/text...

alas, such is this life of mine...

make like i'm not going to be making mucado bloggo entrados duo tuo lacko ofo peacanium...

PEACE
...be calm...

completely irrelevant yet somewhat notable stat...

this year the blog hit 10+ posts for 6 out of 12 months.

STFW...

i know.

anyway, i like to take a look at old posts on occasion to see WTF i was thinking at particular points in time.

i suppose i could just write this shit down in a book somewhere, but this saves paper & it prevents me from having to recall where in the hell the book is.

so, onward & wayward, the frivolity continues...

make like my gig is not damn near completely boring as a totally still speck of dust lounging in the corner of your nearest, unused room in a multi-room mansion that was the scene of a horrible, unsolved multiple homicide...

PEACE
...be calm...

spell check not working?

WTF is up w/the lack of spelling on the web?

now far be it for for me, one who manufactures words & uses mad slangulature, to question spelling errors on the web, but goddamn...

there are some spelling errors that i really wonder about. i'm not going to include any specific examples at this particular point in time, but again, WTF!

i constantly use spellcheck, Merriam-Webster Online, etc. to verify the use of words that i have not slangulated or manufactured. is that a difficult task? i don't think so, but apparently, some people don't bother to think at all...

perhaps i'm being nit-picky. i'm sure someone could accidentally stumble upon this blog & find mad shit to create the appearance that i am a blatant hypocrite. they would be stupidly incorrect, but i could understand the perception.

i take pride in the wordful arts. i am a strong believer in poetic license, and as such i do whatever the fuck i wanna do w/my wordage. that said, i still spell check my shit. there are times when i miss words that i have not purposely mangled or manufactured, but i believe these errors are rare.

if anyone actually read this friggin' blog, i'd challenge the readership to find these errors. alas, the audience is what it ain't.

fuck's up w/this asshole from IL?

make like i love the unreliability of SEPTA...

PEACE
...be calm...

sometimes i completely forget...

to post the shit that i think about posting about...

this post is actually an awesome example.

i had intentions to post about a number of topics over the last few days, but now i cannot recall exactly what it was that i wanted to post about...

that said, i'll comment about workplace clown who deems it feasible to cough his nasty germs all over the place w/o covering his friggin' talk hole...

pretty nasty huh?

does it on a regular basis...

dork...

ah well, doesn't look like he's dying any time soon.

make like i'm not hungry as shit right now...

PEACE
...be calm...

awareness of the rhyme...

does not represent knowledge or understanding of the reason...

i have a bad habit of accepting gigs that i am not going to like at all after about a year or 2 of working them.

why would i do such a thing repeatedly? most likely 'cause i've got fucking bills to pay. i've got to figure out better ways to handle these fucking financial irritants.

i work w/a professional idiot. perhaps that isn't nice, but it is what it is. this guy does/says some of the stupidest shit i've ever heard in my life so far. how the fuck do you keep your gig when you perform at such a high level of idiocy?

fuck it.

2 days a week i have to sit in a room by myself w/this fucking clown. daughters of bastards. this guy thought it was appropriate to put on a pair of headphones & listen to a laptop at a volume that was so high that he couldn't hear what the fuck was going on in the room...

oh the brightness...

the existence of rhyme smothered in the absence of reason...

make like i derive great pleasure from working w/professional dopes...

PEACE
...be calm...

stealing my joys away...

i used to love eating out...

no, i'm not talking about the oral pleasuring of the vaginal area of a woman.

i'm talking about getting food from somewhere outside of a home's kitchen.

i no longer enjoy that shit. i now have to operate w/the knowledge that the food usually costs way more than the value appropriate for its taste & appearance. WTF!

i know i'm not the only one who notices that the menu images almost never represent the actual appearance of the vittles received. it can be frustrating when one is considerably hungry & looking forward to devouring a tasty bite of meal.

ah, the little joys of life...

must they all be taken away from me?

anyways, i guess it's good that i am moving away from this habit. it will stop me from giving these slow food restaurants my unavailable cash...

make like the flavor dipped chicken sandwiches at Wendy's are tasty...

PEACE
...be calm...

can't get any worse?

yes the fuck it can!

i can't stand when cats say that nut ass shit. it can always get worse. even when it's bad as shit, it can do whatever the fuck it wants to do. we have no control over IT...

we have ourselves to control. we can control our response to IT. ain't too much else going on in the universe beside that. IT doesn't give a fuck about you individually. you should give a fuck about you and rest your mind to not concern it w/things that are beyond your mastering,

this is quite easy to say. the challenge is to succeed in practice.

wherever the serenity prayer derives its origin from, it is a statement of 1 of the universe's laws...

imagine the time that is wasted worrying about things that cannot be changed, or adjusted, or whatever. that same time could have been used to resolve issues that are able to be addressed. perhaps in fixing those fixable issues one may even find that life movement occurs in such a way that one no longer has to be concerned about some of those things that only the universe can prevail over...

pump that through the upper cranial resident.

make like income is not more like outcome nowadays...

PEACE
...be calm...

i fucking hate people...

but not really...

but kinda...

anyway, there is no real conflict. i actually do highly dislike most humans. why? quite simply because it appears that most humans find it so damn difficult to be concerned for their fellow human.

it seems so dramatic at times that i'd swear my concern is some kind of character flaw. imagine, people will give shit away to strangers for Thanksgiving, Christmas, when their houses burn down, or some other disaster occurs. oddly, these very same people will damn near kill not to have any income taken from them to better the overall conditions of society in general.

is it stingy or stupidity? perhaps it's just selfishness. i dunno...

i had to learn the hard way to be cold towards people. i have my darkness about me, but generally speaking, i like to see others w/o suffering. apparently i'm one of a small group of humans who thinks this way...

WTF!

make like i don't thoroughly enjoy creating beats...

PEACE
...be calm...

be the fuck quiet...

this guy at my job will not STFU!

goddamnit.

apparently he's irritated that i don't talk to him anymore. it wouldn't be so bad if he knew when there wasn't shit to say, and proceeded to cease making verbal nonsense come out of his fucking face...

but no, he does not seem to possess this ability...

he let's the foolishness flow from his face like a flood of verbal feces. oh the stench!

this fucker actually commentated a vehicle being picked up by a tow truck. WTF! how do you think to do that? who gives a fuck? imagine getting a play-by-play on a tow job...

fuck that. STFU dude!

goddamn!!!!

make like this guy knows he talks too fucking much...

PEACE
...be calm...

i have a problem...

i must be like super stupidly relaxed to be my most productively creative...

my mind races so fast sometimes that even i am unable to keep up w/the thoughts. had to start writing things down out of volume as opposed to forgetfulness. sometimes shit resurfaces when opportunities have ignorantly moved on to knock at other individuals' doors...

can't be havin' that type shit go on your whole life and expect to achieve the accomplishment of any significant personal goals. no matter how small or large, move has got the streak on still by a mile.

sadly, knowing one's enemy does not always represent the beginning of devising the plan to defeat the enemy...

the enemy doesn't generally tend to give a fuck about shit like that either...

make like the Weegles didn't try to fuck McNabb yesterday, fucking Illadelph sports franchises...

PEACE
...be calm...

a wicked world's ways...

sounded interesting enough...

so how is it that no one readily recognizes that doctors are professional guessers?

sometimes the motherfuckers guess wrong...

daughters of bastards...

my modderfocken feat mayun...

why are steriods okay when a doctor says you have inflammation, but not when you want to look like Billy Bodybuilder?

the great drug hypocrisy rears it's ugly fuckin' head yet again...

make like i love my blimbiddy blippin' gig...

PEACE
...be calm...

when does it all end...

let's see, this is going to be one of those stream of consciousness type posts. most of these are anyway, but i'm feeling a little more consciousness than usual...

i am constantly in the act of assessing my life situation. what does that mean? basically, i never stop thinking. that isn't to say that anyone does or is able to do so, but i have the unpleasant mental characteristic of never truly resting my mind.

i try to find peace, but WTF is that exactly?

oops...

i don't feel like typing anymore...

perhaps some other time...

make like i'm not about to make a beat...

PEACE
...be calm...

wilthing...

the proper name for the solution to ridding all drawers of skid marks...

unless you're just a dusty assed fucker, someone who previews turds prior to shitting, or have a leaky asshole, you may have a desire to alleviate skid marks in your drawers.

solution?

WILTH

this is named in honor of Will Smith. didn't wan't to call it willsmithing, so...

basically you just wash out your ass after every shit. dry ass toilet tissue/paper just doesn't quite get everything out all the time. if you don't feel like having to carry around wipes all the time, all you you need is a bathroom w/hand soap & paper towels.

what you do is use 3 pieces of paper towel of an acceptable size for the crack of your ass. towel 1 you leave dry. towel 2 you soak. towel 3 you soak and put hand soap on for the 1st step of the wilth process.

after completely finishing your shit, you wipe your ass as usual w/the tissue/paper. you could skip this step, but it may make things messy for wilth step 1. step 1 is just to wash out your ass w/the soapy towel, towel 3. easy...

moving on to step 2, you make sure you've washed any and all residual shit from the crack of your ass. be mindful of anal leaking. you shouldn't move on to step 2 until there is no shit on the step 1 towel at all. no shit = rinse the soap out of your ass w/towel 2, the soaked towel. easy again...

finally, the step that makes your life pleasant and your drawers skid free. step 3 is simply to make sure your ass crack is dry w/towel 1, the dry towel. now you're good to go. stupid easy style...

welcome to the world of wilth...

make like i dig skid marks in my drawers...

PEACE
...be calm...

daughters of bastards...

i shall beateth thou soundly.

1K thrashes w/the beasty meat rod...

that would be some mad metrosexualism...

i'm loosely buggin', but not quite...

just fuckin' w/the monitor(s) & keyboard...

i can fucking type...

blah, blah, blah...

aight, i'm cool, i'm done...

make like this post was ever at all, even remotely, pre or well conceived...

PEACE
...be calm...

i completely almost forgot what i wanted to...

i sometimes miss my mizo/pizo. since the mizo dizoed 07/03, it's not really a consideration any more.

the truth is i've missed both of them for essentially my whole life. a lie would be that the shit was all fucked up. reality is there is just enough good shit to wonder WTF was it that made the bad shit suck that was even necessary.

it took some serious life time to get this shit in the envelope. too many fucking papercuts. problem can be sometimes that we forget the shit we went through to get the whatever it is into the envelope. fuck around and do that, now you've got these ideas about taking the shit back out.
that's the fucking real problem...

that's when you gotta look at the envelope as a fucking toilet. we don't look to take shit out of any toilet. plumbers don't even like shit. not the one's i've known.

so the moral is pizo isn't dizo yizo, but i just don't have any incentive to fuck w/dude...

it ain't hate. it actually is love. fuck'em...

it isn't the person that is missed, it's the relationship that should have been, but never quite made the train to get there on time...missed connections...damn...

make like the pizo didn't master the art of a non-performing fiz...

PEACE
...be calm...

goddamnit...

how do you actually spell that word?

is it goddammit, or goddamnit?

not that it makes much of a difference, just fuckin' around...

just for the record, i read that weekly column Savage Love today, and i totally disagree w/dude. if you put things in your ass as a dude to derive sexual pleasure, you are at minimum flirting w/gayness.

i am not anti-gay, but i do believe i am somewhat homophobic. i say that 'cause i don't want anything entering my ass. this is not an area open for sexual experimentation. i'm comfortable enough to joke about it, but no thank you on the ass play.

no tossed salads w/my fellatio platter either...

make like i don't say whatever the fuck i feel...

PEACE
...be calm...

what an interesting year...

this year has seen some very distinctly memorable events. some obviously more important than others, but all memorable.

Obama got elected. i had a major revelation. the Phillies won the World Series. that's a double, 'cause Illadelph teams tend to choke during championship opportunities. makes me glad i'm not an Illadelph sports fan...

apparently, my revelation has ushered in a higher sense of universal consciousness. although i'm not always mindful of it, i believe my state of mind has matured somewhat significantly this year.

this is not something that happened instantly, but i have noticed certain changes in my patterns of thought that are more pronounced this year.

sadly, the negative economic circumstances have served to dampen some of my personal achievements, but i ain't dead.

focus & balance are a bitch when shit's falling apart around you. all the more reason to maintain.

make like i've got $2400 sitting in my front pocket...

PEACE
...be calm...

as the unknown speaks...

fear of the unknown is a great fear if not the greatest of humans in general.

this is of utmost significance when it is recognized that the sum of our physical existence is essentially that of a group of beings existing in a vast unknown universe.

few if any would like to acknowledge the truth of the nature of the universe. it is quite disturbing. perhaps this is why humans have devised so many coping mechanisms to avoid dealing w/this reality.

it could be considered a grand scale case of overcompensation. imagine convincing yourself that you are of utmost importance, when in actuality you are no more important than any other living entity...

a self-proclaimed devout Christian suggested quite openly that he would kill himself if he were to believe the true nature of the universe...

imagine that...

make like the truth is always safe & comfortable...

PEACE
...be calm...

fuck cars...

i recently learned to actually enjoy operating a motor vehicle. it is profoundly joyful. however, i fucking hate cars...


i'm dead the fuck serious.


i hate fucking cars.

i went to pick up Gotta from the repair shop. this vehicle is fucked beyond belief. imagine having to pay a note & insurance on a vehicle that completely does not properly function.

i don't have to imagine the shit...

other than wheeling on the open highway, i have no real interest in operating a motor vehicle for any frivolous purposes. vehicles are utilitarian to me. sadly, i have yet to acquire a vehicle that operates properly for any extended length of time.

now i've got to figure out how to get this damn thing fixed...

woo hoo!

make like i'll be wheelin'it to work next week...

PEACE
...be calm...

a recent observation...

success is not determined or measured by an infrequency of failure. it is measured by the resiliency of one's psyche in relation to experiencing failure.

more simply, it isn't how frequently you fail, but how able you are to quickly recover from failure and move on to the next success...

make like i not only understand this, but actually regularly put it to use...

PEACE
...be calm...

it's sealed, or damn near ought to be anyway...

there is a painfully clear absence of intellectual ability in the average human. even worse, among those with an apparent gift of intellectual prowess, many do not fully understand the true breadth of the gift.

the universe is an odd place with respect to the human perception and interpretation of said universe.

it seems it would be quite fair to say that many if not all humans have so little idea of what is actually happening that there is a growing gap between reality as it exists and what humans believe is reality...

make like this isn't a sad realization...

PEACE
...be calm...

decided to change the blizzile tizzile...

i think this is a more appropriate title as i use this forum to express whatever the fuck i feel like...

fuck it...

speaking of fuck it, i still think the goddamn government may be fucking w/my phizone lizine...

i'm not on some paranoid shit. it could just be an issues w/the wires at my nearest pole, but com'on? the same exact problem 3-4X in about a 6mo period.

every time the problem magically repairs itself.

no network issues...

no reports of poles down...

WTF!

make like the godren lack essential intellect...

PEACE
...be calm...

jury's still out for another 4 years...

i ain't mad, but i ain't foolish either...

many peeps seem to think that Obama is going to change everything & make life fucking magical...

com'on man...

let's see what happens. shit could end up worse. best intentions don't always yield best results. can you say Jimmy Carter?

make like McCain supporters were not bitter/sore losers last night at his AZ rally...

PEACE
...be calm...

today could be historic?

no prediction...

nothing is guaranteed & you never know w/these cats...

i'ma get my V-O-T-E on & see what rolls...

it's shitty either way, but 1 may provide better sewage removal than the other...

make like the 2 party system actually makes any damn sense at all...

PEACE
...be calm...

the essence of fiscal stupidity

whose bright ass idea was it to consider gross income as a means of determining financial worth?

WTF!

no one ever sees the gross. how does that come about & no one fights the shit? outside of income tax filings, this shit is utter foolishness.

how do you tell someone, "sorry fellow, we can't help you because you make $X." shittily, fellow never once gets to see $X.

just a thought...

make like my feet aren't fucking bothering me right now...

PEACE
...be calm...

do you know any admitted pagans...

fuck halloween...

add to that list christmas, easter, thanksgiving, valentine's day, st. patrick's day, & most other Judeo-Christian, Western culture holidays.

i'm not Judeo or Christian. why do i have to be subjected to these annual disruptions of regularly scheduled calendric movement? the odd thing is that in this country there is supposed to be a seperation of church & state, yet these holidays are often considered federal/national holidays.

how'd that shit slip by the sensdar?

i do fuck w/new year, only because it marks the establishment of a relatively immediate calendric phenomenon. other than that, holidays can eat a cock burger...

born days are worthy of celebration as well. speaking of which, why not celebrate a human's inception as a living being? guess that fucks w/the whole idea of when is a fetus a human or not.

i'm not down w/abortion, but i am distinctly pro-choice. i don't have a uterus, ovaries, or a vagina, so other than the high value i place on regularly & vigorously probing vaginal cavities w/my dizniz, i have no interest in controlling a woman's body decisions.

imagine making it illegal to beat my dick...

i'd be an international fugitive...

make like my gig is the bomb...

PEACE
...be calm...

the misery has landed...

you know, at the beginning of this year, i had the patently false impression that many efforts to improve the basic status of life as i experience it were becoming successful. forgive me for that miscalculation.

the regularly unscheduled mishaps that seem to be characteristic of life so far have returned w/their usual frequency...

well, at least the Phillies won the World Series. too bad i don't give a flying fuck about baseball. i suppose i'll have to hold on to my football squad winning the Super Bowl a few years ago for as long as possible.

i'm quite curious to see how many citizens are awake during the election(s) next week. hopefully people are coming out & putting Obama in office. i just don't trust McCain since he picked Palin. Biden's no lottery prize, but Palin is just disturbing as a VP candidate for a seasoned politician...

WTF was this guy & his team thinking?

make like either 1 of these dudes is going to make my economic situation that much better...

PEACE
...be calm...

well la di da...

don't really feel like posting anything in particular at the moment. i had some shit floatin' about in my cranium, but the thoughts are currently off in the netherfolds of my vastly unknown mind space...

i'm sure they'll eventually make their way back to the more closely recognized forefolds, in order for proper seepage into my conscious recollective thought process...

so the drama shall continue, apparently w/or w/o my approval...

make like i don't love creating audio enough to teach myself how to manipulate it...

PEACE
...be calm...

i don't fuck w/you like that dicksnickle..

so i find out today that i've been royally fucked by IGotta. the engine is toefucked. that asshole at the original warranty garage got the shit outta me & the fuckin' warranty company. WTF!

now i gotta find a friggin' lawyer (not likely) that will pursue damages on my behalf for this asshole's defraudment. again, WTF!

$1600 is the estimate for the goddamn engine...

[UTTER SILENCE IN COMPLETE, UNBRIDLED, BLOODLUSTING RAGE...]

prison is definitely a deterrent for me against committing violence. i'd like to relieve this dude of his humanly existence w/a good aluminum batting device...

people say dumb shit like "be positive."

how the fuck does that apply to bullshit like this?

FOH!

[fuck outta here for the slowies...]

daughters of bastards...

make like i'm having a motherfucking party on your cranium right the fuck now...

PEACE
...be calm...

you motherfucker you...

would you believe that i severely aggravated the condition of my friggin' feet by diligently trying to maintain my presence at my gig?

yes, it is entirely true. turns out i have been walking 2 miles from work in the AM to hop the PT back to the domicile at a time feasible for the household (that is the wizin) to function...

obligatory WTF!

i can't believe this shit...

make like my gig is going to give a flying retard fuck about my podiatric well being...

PEACE
...be calm...

plain old fuck it is...

so they tell me i have plantar fasciitis in both my motherfuckin' feet.

ain't that a beyotch's bloody crotch w/o a pad or tampon for 3-4 days & no personal hygiene...

just when i was trying to get back on my physically fit jawn, BOOM! if i didn't know better, i'd say i need jebus in my life...not...

so anyway, i'm pretty pissed the fuck off, 'cause this shit is officially not a goddamned disability. believe that. see line 2 above...

so, i can't fucking walk or stand w/o pain, but because this shit is "treatable," i am not considered disabled at all...YAAAY!

make like shit like this makes complete sense to my life...

PEACE
...be calm...

my gig slurps colon polyps...part dos...

so anyways, dude ended up coming back 2.5 hours later & still has his fucking gig...

imagine the utter freedom of sheer employer stupidity.

how do i seem to end up w/the asshole manager on a semi-regular basis?

FTP!

WTF!

make like the world in all honesty is a truly beautiful place, thanks to the meanderings of humanity...

PEACE
...be calm...

don't make me put my teef on you...

i was just admiring my profile photo...

i'm quite willing to admit i'm vain. i was labelled as narcissistic along w/my depression when i was supposedly diagnosed by the fucked up psychiatrist that didn't even read my files...

that's another story that i won't get into at the moment.

i have no problem admitting i have serious issues, but i don't believe vanity on my part is necessarily one of them. what's wrong w/finding yourself appealing? i like me. in fact, i love me. didn't used to when i was a kid, but i definitely do nowadays.

i do have a history of putting my teeth on people. at least, i did as a kid. bit a chunk out of a motherfucker once. some older kid was fucking w/me & i guess i didn't like it. all i remember is getting in trouble for it, & how serious everybody was. kid shouldn't have been fuckin' w/little kids like that in the 1st place.

i only bite the wiznizin nowadays...she seems to like shit like that...

make like i still eat beef & pork...

PEACE
...be calm...

McLame shows his scrotes...

this guy actually does have some sense. looks like he may be getting fucked by his campaign team. that would seem to explain the contradictions of his correcting the supporters in public about misplaced Oblahblah comments and his TV ads that seem to do the opposite.

poor old dude...

fuck'em...

it's truly sad that w/all the shit going on w/the wars, the economy, the environment, whatever, the primary reason this election is seen as historical is because an African is finally being a presidential candidate beyond the primaries.

that's a sad ass statement about the history of this supposedly great country. it's actually a testament to the lack of historic focus of most humans in this society when you consider the number of Africans that took political offices after the Civil War.

fuck is wrong w/peeps? this isn't even a straight European thing. considering the various ethnic groupings that live in this country, it doesn't make much sense that of those who are citizens, the only ones that tend to be political are Europeans...

where's the fucking Latino, Asian, whatever candidates? why does this shit even still make a difference? 'cause racism & prejudice are still real as fuck...

doh!

dickwickery...

make like i fuck w/this shitty economy & capitalism is the shizniztifit...

PEACE
...be calm...

my boss is a richard scrotumless...

this crackhead gets an email telling him that i'm not going to make it to work because of an emergency medical appointment, & his response is for me to call him ASAP...

doh!

if i tell you my feet are fucked up & i walk to get to work, what the fuck is wrong w/you to be more concerned w/me calling you than getting my fucking feet straight?

i do not have good history w/managers. i seem to get straight dickwicks 95% of the tizzle.

WTF!

gotta use this shit as motivation to do my own shit. i'm so tired of asshole management. fuck'em. problem is i can't say that to my fucking debts. this is where problem solving really kicks in. my focus & anxiety issues definitely play a factor, but i've gotta bang this shit out for my very survival.

sounds mildly dramatic, but i'm tired of the bullshit. i truly cannot fathom w/any clarity how peeps put up w/the majority of this bullshit in society on a daily basis.

how can i respect a manager who has a fucker who takes 3.5h breaks when he's only supposed to get .5h, but said manager will not fire fucker?

FTP!

welcome to the world of dickwickery...

make like my feet aren't fucking w/me like all hell for the last 2-3 weeks...

PEACE
...be calm...

can it be possible...

that this country is so fucked that McLame actually suckcedes P. Douche?

don't get it it twiznistified, i don't fuck w/OBlahblah like that either. since i actually do read sometimes, i was looking at 1 of the local free daily papers and found a blurb about the Failin family net worth[this link is actually to the L.A. Times though]...

can you say not middle?

these peoples' net worth is over $1M...

somehow, i don't think the majority of soccer moms, pit bull or not, are rolling in that kind of net worth...

i don't think my financial worth can even be netted...

politicians suck ass. the only people who suck ass worse than politicians are all the idiot citizens who allow these fuckers to get away w/massive fuckery by not being voting citizens.

that should be a new federal law. if you don't vote, lose your fucking rights as a citizen...

plooph...

make like this election is really dealing w/the major issues on a regular basis...

PEACE
...be calm...

my gig slurps colon polyps...

why do i have a co-worker who appears to have benefited greatly from special education mainstreaming?

the fucker leaves for a break that is supposed to be 30m and has yet to come back...

he left at 12:40a...

WTGF!

that's a goddamn for the slowies...

my so-called boss is so concerned w/staffing the gig w/a warm body that mr. blah-blah-blah seems to fuck up royally regularly, but still has the gig...

call me fucked up, but if this dude's quality of labor is an acceptable standard, i just don't see me bustin' my ass to pick up his slack...

again, WTGF!

fuck that!

make like my fucking arches love me to bounce around on them...

PEACE
...be calm...

you can tell when i'm going through shit...

guess this is going to be my new coping strategy. fuck.

until recently, like the last few weeks, i was not in the habit of making multiple posts daily. not that it matters, but i like to observe my own behaviors just as much as i do other humans. too bad i don't tend to be as objective w/my personal observations as i am w/other humans. i'm good, but i ain't quite that good...

that's why i advocate therapy...

oddly, it is hard as shit to actually get into therapy, at least for me anyway. i guess this is another benefit made readily available mostly to the economically affluent. i tried to make an appointment, because i feel i tend towards violent thoughts too often lately, and these assholes tell me i have to wait in the area of 3 weeks to be contacted just to make an appointment...

WTF!

i guess i'm right about how fucked up this society really is. apparently there are quite a bit of people seeking therapy, but that's something else no one really wants to be honest about. i could go on all kinds of violent rampages in a 3 week time period.

imagine.

can you say VA Tech?

how could it be that it is so hard to get help when you actually seek it?

WTF!

i gotta make a t-shirt w/that on it...

WTF!

that's 1 of my favorites...

fuck it...

make like i'm not pissed about a whole lot of shit right now...

PEACE
...be calm...

PC goes to D.C.

went to D.C. on Monday last week. interesting observation of the park across the street form the Blight House...

...little to no security within visible range.

i found that to be quite disturbing & odd for govs to be claiming they're so concerned w/national security.

unless they had cats hidden in plain sight, which is entirely possible, the area in front of the Blight House was W-I-D-E O-P-E-N.

WTF!

maybe P. Douche doesn't hang out in there anymore, or perhaps there is some security device/measures that are unknown that protect the area.

i would expect that the area would look like NYC's Penn Station w/armed troops patrolling the area. i guess attacks can only occur at points of travel? WTF!

it's odd sometimes where govs bullshit can be located & observed in action...

make like there is really a terrorist threat inside this country...

PEACE
...be calm...

violet feces...

presently domiciled...

my focking head hurtz. today is football day for the purps: p. dookles. i gotta shit.

speaking of shit, last week was not a good football day. either i was tired as, or the games were boring as, 'cause i fell asleep like...

shit.

hope today fares better.

i'm a relatively big fan of the Fox Pregame Show. gotta get used to Strahan's lispy ass. i like dude as a commentator, he's got an interesting sense of humor and clearly knows his game, but the lisp is funny as fuck. i never noticed it when he was doing post-games & whatnot. hopefully he does like so many lispy ass rappers have done & grows outta that shit...

you gotta wonder if offensive players tried to talk shit to him about the lisp...?

that's a great motivator to smash the shit outta opposing QB's, RB's, WR's, etc.

speaking of smashing the shit outta shit...WTF happened w/this Kimbo dude?

that was a lame ass bout. at first i was like "he got fucked," but then i watched the replay in slo-mo...

looked like he was legitimately Roy Jonesed...he got knocked-the-fuck-out!

dayum sun!

ouch!

he played that shit off real good on the post-bout shit though...he gets props for chumpin' the shit outta the interview asshole...

commentators need to be relabled as agitators. "so how do you feel?" i'll be so hyped when an athelete smacks the shit outta 1 of these dudes 1 day...

make like i'm not learning to embrace my violent tendencies...

PEACE
...be calm...

aight, i've got some serious fucking issues...

basically.

not that it really matters to anyone but me & my immediates. could be i'm still somewhat overly self-conscious, but i'd say i have some relatively fucked up ways at times. i say this because i rarely find anyone who gets where the fuck i come from. there is the idea that i have unrealistic expectations of humans in general, but i don't tend to think i do.

therein lies the problem...

are my perceptions fucked up, or are my observations legitimate, and the rest of society that doesn't see it that way really that fucked up?

i tend to go w/option #1: society is just that fucked up...

it's possible that i could be paranoid, but i'd swear either the phone company, or the govs along w/the phone company have been fucking w/my line recently. '08 has seen an inordinate number of line issues w/my phone. i tend to doubt that it's coincidental considering the issues w/P. Douche and domestic wire tapping...

the phone companies & Dingress did sell out...wouldn't be the first time...

a phat dick to any member of Dingress who pushed this lame ass welfare-for-the-rich package through Dingress...assholes...

just goes to show who the govs really operates for, as if there was ever any question at all...

this is 1 aspect of society where i would have to agree w/that hip-hop dickhead Curtis Jackson:

you gotta get rich or die trying...

nobody gives much of a fuck about you in this society unless you're rollin' in some thick as cheese...

make like i fucks w/the U.niversally S.ucks A.ss...

PEACE
...be calm...

further twiznistification...

sometimes you just have to learn your place...

sometimes you have to realize there is no place for you...

sometimes a place must be made for you...

sometimes you have make your own place...

make like i gives a fuck at the moment...

PEACE
...be calm...

u.niversally s.ucks a.ss...

this is a fucked up country. am i a patriot? like the fucking missile maybe. fuck this country. i'm epissed & not 'e' as in electronic either. i'm e-x-t-r-a pissed off. did i say fuck this country? hey i'm like George Lopez:

FUCK THAT PUTO!

i realize that the Spanglish tense may not be proper use, but that's my new motto for patriotism FTP. thank you kindly George.

this country seems to be continuing its long history of rape & pillage. it's so wonderful to be a citizen of a country that was founded by terrorists. reminds me of my sneaky ass dad. he thought everyone else was sneaky 'cause his nut as is.

this country's officials are quite aware of the legacy of terrorism they represent. they may not publicly admit it, but they would be historically ignorant if the denied it in private company. any argument against would be an argument of pure semantic nature.

United States Revolution = British Colonial Rebellion = Colonial Terrorist Movement

it's not even a stretch.

shit, the military trains, maintains, & deploys terrorist units. they tend to call them special forces though. these amazing individuals are trained to sneak into hostile territory & fuck shit up. is that not terrorism? they're like terrorists w/a rule here or there. it's a more productive terrorism.

any terrorist/rebel who blows themselves up is an all-out idiot. martyr these nuts...

fuck that. i wanna see what i did if i'm blowing shit up...

all that to say this...

bail out plan = FTP!

WTF!

who is bailing out the rest of the fucking country? especially after these cats are now coming on broadcast television w/some 20/20 hindsight shit. they're saying they saw this shit coming. DUH! great time to tell everyone after it fucking happens...

here's a question on the close out tip:

which candidate for president is worrying about their personal finances as this is being typed?

F-MOTHERFUCKING-T-SOMOMMABITCH-P

bastards...

make like i'd fuck up & not vote in this election....

PEACE
...be calm...

the 3 b's

i'm bored as all hell...

i'm broke as fuck (seems to be a lifelong theme even when gainfully employed, WTF!)

life's a beyotch...

don't plan on gettin' dead anytime soon. i'm pissed. the year started off unusually positive. prospects looked great. WTF happened here?

i'm fucking hungry & have not had a decent meal in fucking weeks. i need to get some fruits & veggies into me.

i'm surprised i can still shit on a daily basis.

i think i'll go consume an alcoholic beverage & some H2O.

yes, i actually said that...

thoughts are just meandering around up inside my elargeated craniodomulus...

make like i'm not tired as saggy titty fucks...

PEACE
...be calm...

hey, i'm dealing w/a great deal of stress...

i usually don't post this frequently at one time, but i'm under some typical stress. this is an outlet. i have a little bit of time right now, and access to this forum, so...

i have come to recently realize that i really, really do not fucking fit in. you know that cliche get in where you fit in? yeah well i don't fucking fit in, so i figure i've gotta make my own shit.

if my efforts at doing so cause any pain or suffering to anyone...

FUCK EACH & EVERY ONE OF YOU...

i say this w/o any love or hatred. it is purely the result of a my reflective nature. i am reflecting any and all of the suffering that i have experienced thus far in my odd life.

this is not directed in any way, shape, or form towards my goddren.

make like i didn't wanna put a shell in the hack dude's ass at the transfer station last night...

PEACE
...be calm...

astute use of Palinological thinking...

i play GTA III, Vice City, & San Andreas...

therefore i am a trained urban combat specialist w/the ability to defeat all forms of law enforcement & the military. i am also able to operate many and varied forms of land, air, & sea vehicles in the pursuit of my maniacal goals.

i shall now go out & convince the rest of the world of my great skill, and do shitty interviews w/only prominent media figures of my campaign's approval...

VIVA LA REVOLUTION!

make like Alaskans should not be embarrassed by this person posing as their current governor...

PEACE
...be calm...

just for the dusty audio groove laden circular plastic...

my sole aches...

a short poem for my wonderful non-readership...

my sole
my sole
oh pain in my sole
my frame doth though hold
oh pain in my sole
is the pressure you bear
somehow deemed unfair
is the structure you keep
relieved only in sleep
seems the load that you hold
causes suffering now untold
shall your failure be same
as my associates so lame
my sole
my sole
oh pain in my sole

thank you...

have i ever mentioned that a distinctly despise overweight people? this is especially true of mean-spirited and/or misery laden chublunkian fat fucks. sadly, i am associated with one through my local place of monetary deficiency earnment...

make like obesity is a condition that i find comforting...

PEACE
...be calm...

what da blimbiddy bluck-bluck?

WTF is up w/these bullshit media events that someone decided to call debates?

why do United States citizens continue to show their docile, sheep-like nature?

the greatest event in this country's history, other than publicly acknowledging that enslaving humans is an idiotic means of securing free/cheap labor, is the colonists successful banishing of Great Britain from it's political affairs on a permanent basis.

that said, why is this one of the only countries that has not experienced any coups, revolutions, overthrows, etc.?

this country is ripe for an outright revolt by its citizens. there are far more struggling, suffering, poverty ridden citizens than others. WTF is wrong w/these people? what does it take for citizens of the United States to feel the stiff rod that is being rammed up their economic ass?

the average U.S. citizen has been economically raped for so long now that they just bend over, wallet spread, and take it in the pocket...

oh, it's so fuckin' messy...

ewww!

call me unpatriotic. i could not care in the least about anyone, that includes politicians, who does not care for those who are truly suffering...

the debate last night was damn near a comedy skit. why don't these cats answer the goddamn question that's asked? fuck'em.

you wanna make your vote count, vote for PoCriz...

make like this is actually the greatest country in the world...

PEACE
...be calm...

sorry, i was attacked by social terrorists...

i'm down w/whites against McCain. i'm also down w/Alaskans against Palin...

in addition i would like to express my affiliation w/idiots against intellectual thought patterns, as well as prejudiced against different people.

i'm down w/any cause, movement, PAC, lobbyist, or anyone else who says "fuck the issues that really matter, i'm only worried about superficial shit and imposing my personal beliefs on everyone else's intellectual and various other personal freedoms.

fuck Democrats & Republicans. their views are too broad for me. i find it necessary to become a party to the narrowest views i can possibly hold when it comes to dealing with other people and their so-called lives.

live your life exactly like i live mine, or your completely unpatriotic...

make like i understand the apparent complete lack of logic and/or intellect during elections...

PEACE
...be calm...

oops...

it would appear that in my haste to not pay any attention at all to certain things, i forgot to realize that the 200 post mark had been breached...

woe is i...

i suppose i could honor the occasion now since this is post #204. let's see, that would make "i'll fuckin' kick yo' ass beyotch..." post #200. yay for that post...

i'm pissed about this fucking election. i don't like this Palin chick at all. i don't give a fuck about PC. i say shit like broad & chick. fuck it. so anyway, i don't like this chick. i really had no interest in voting for McCain, but the Palin shit is really pissing me off. as a matter of fact, i'm pissed at Hillary "Annihilate Iran" Clinton for fucking up her chances at being the VP for these donkey motherfuckers. fuck'em all, but i figure i'd rather listen to some braying than some trumpeting. the last 8 years of noise has been deafening...

WTH is wrong w/these fools who are jumping ship from donkeyville simply because they see a female elephantius. WTF! does anyone actually give a fuck about the fucking economy? fuck if her daughter is pregnant. is that affecting the housing market at all? sheesh...

it's times like this that remind me best why i fucking hate people...

make like i'm plugged in...

PEACE
...be calm...

the biggest lie of all...

i just realized today that 1 of the biggest lies that is told & perpetuated in this crazy ass society is that we are all the same. we are not all the same. ethnic difference is natural. the problem isn't our differences as humans. the problem is the perception by many humans that difference can be equated to superiority/inferiority.

different ≠ better.

different ≠ superior.

different = different.

whoever developed that social idiocy needs to be severely reprimanded and sectioned off for population control measures. WTF?

imagine all the tall cats offing all the little fuckers & making the world more comfortable for those over 6' tall. imagine that shit...

how the fuck does it happen w/o question that some group or another develops the idea that different = superior/inferior?

this is yet another great example of the mass stupidity of the human race as an animal. oh yeah, we're so fucking more intelligent than the other animals, but we can't figure out shit like this. again WTF.

i used to think i was alone in many of my observations of human behavior. turns out i'm not. apparently those of us who tend to be creatively expressive tend to see through the bullshit better. oddly, creative minds are generally not encouraged to pursue such endeavors...

the general public seems to be satisfied w/this unfortunate state of affairs. fuck'em...

make like the world is not a motherfucking mess because of all the non-questioning sheep...

PEACE
...be calm...

i dig stand up comedy...

it all started w/that greatest of all-time (in my estimation): Richard "I'm Funny As Fuck" Pryor.

Richard essentially introduced me to the idea of a person standing up & saying shit that makes you laugh & think at the same time...

imagine the pleasure of laughing & thinking at the same exact time. some motherfuckers laugh, some motherfuckers think, other motherfuckers do both & can get you to do the same. it's an amazing talent.

i tried to do it, but i have timing issues. i also have a somewhat unusually dark sense of humor. for example, i laugh at death & Christians. no, seriously, i make jokes about whatever the fuck i want to laugh at. if it's funny, it's fucking funny. shit, i laugh at people getting eaten by beasts in movies 'n' shit like that.

if somebody smacked the shit out of you and your bloody teeth got splattered all over a freshly painted white wall, i'd probably laugh at that shit. ever see the movie where death is chasing people? remember the scene when the chick gets the shit smashed out of her by the bus? i died laughing at that shit. okay, i didn't die, but i rewound that shit & peeped it in slow-mo. that's some hot shit.

that said, i still find more standard socially accepted humor humorous. in that vein i find that stand-up comedy is quite satisfying.

make like i don't like to think about fucking up litter bugs...

PEACE
...be calm...

fuck you too...

i'm just having fun w/titles nowadays...

i got soaked by Hanna today. not a fun endeavor. never stand around waiting for PT in hurricane/tropical storm leftovers when the PT vehicle is using the AC...brrrr!

i got on the 1st bus around 5:45P and i'm still drying out. wet denim does not feel good on your ass at all. i suppose i should say my ass. don't know how it feels on your ass. you might actually be one of those wet denim weirdos that likes kinky shit like that...

wassup w/male enhancement ads? if my dick's not working right, i'm not using male enhancers. fuck it. as long as i can still piss, i'll just take an L on the sex tip. fuck that. drugs, drugs, and more drugs. WTF!

hypocrisy is at an all time hizie...

here's a tip: these nuts...

no, just serious. so anyway, i'm not fucking w/anyone anymore. if you're at all confused about what that means, hold your breath until i tell you differently.

make like i didn't pull 60 hours this week at the gizig...

PEACE
...be calm...

i'll fuckin' kick yo' ass beyotch...

so how was your day?

i'd like to go on record as stating that i wholly do not support the government of the U.S. i have no faith in the government & it's regular operations. don't get it confused at all, i still participate in the political process, but i believe this country is fucked.

generally speaking, the average motherfucker is blind as shit to the realities of source of suffering that exists in today's society. money is not the root of any evil. not even a little bit. evil is a word that describes a behavioral trait that is exhibited only by the human animal.

an·thro·po·mor·phic
adjective
Late Latin anthropomorphus of human form, from Greek anthrōpomorphos, from anthrōp- + -morphos -morphous
1827

1 : described or thought of as having a human form or human attributes
2 : ascribing human characteristics to nonhuman things

yet again another courtesy definition from Merriam-Webster Online.

there is no animal in existence on the planet that can be described as exhibiting evil behavior except for humans. sadly, anthropomorphism abounds in the human attempt to describe animal behavior. hard pressed, it would be damn near impossible for anyone to dispute the previous statement. WTF is wrong w/humans?

a sick side effect is the creation of abstract systems of belief to remove the need for humans to feel responsible for their evil behaviors and mannerisms. the devil didn't make anyone do a goddamned thing. just the same, what sense does it really make to suggest that positive behaviors are the result of angels, etc. humans do what they do. accept responsibility for your behaviors. positive or negative, what you do as a human is what you do. unless you have some variation of mental imbalance, then you are solely responsible for the decisions made and actions taken by you.

why is this such a hard concept to grasp? imagine having to accept responsibility for all the fuck ups you make. how demoralizing would such a practice be for the average human w/esteem issues? again, this is apparently why the various absurdly involved systems of belief have been created & perpetuated by humans for hundreds of generations. what we don't realize is that by protecting our psyche in this fashion, we negate many opportunities by humans to fix problematic behaviors. look at it like alcoholism, or any other problematic behavior, when the problem is not acknowledged, it is difficult if not impossible to address.

make like humans have this life shit all figured out...

PEACE
...be calm...

hypocrisy?

i realize that it may seem highly contradictory, or outright throwed off, for me to close my posts w/peace & suggestions of calmness. i assure anyone who stumbles across this blog by some freak accident, or other odd circumstance, that this is not the case.

peace & calmness are infinite goals. i'm finite, so i may not quite measure up to said goals sometimes. my human side has a distinct mental proclivity towards extremely violent behavior. fortunately, i have a great deal of control over my base instincts. i don't generally tend to go around fucking shit up as i would mostly like to do.

i am not a fan of being incarcerated. i also do not believe that i have the right to remove other humans from existence at my will. the logic is that i do not currently possess the ability to exactly recreate a deadened life. no cloning allowed...

my mind can do strange things sometimes...

i generally tend to enjoy what my mind does. sadly, it can be quite difficult and/or uncomfortable for others when i play around in my mind...

fuck it, it's still fun for me...fuck them...

on a final note, i love ho's...

make like i'm fucking rich...

PEACE
...be calm...

i'd love to cop a widescreen monitor for the home system...

i'd also love 1,000,000 Euros...i believe they're still more valuable than the U.S. dollar...

anyway, i no longer have access to newsgroups or a microwave. sucks.

i'm all over the place right now, 'cause i can't stand where the fuck i am. figure that shit out, then i'll smack the shit outta ya...

no, just serious...

in my estimation, there are few things worse than working somewhere and feeling like you live to work. i hate this particular feeling more than most others. it ranks high up there w/people accusing me of shit i didn't fucking do. that shit pisses me the fuck off.

whatever happened to working for government agencies being a good thing? just a random thought...

there is a reason why postal workers & government employees go wacko...believe me, there is a real reason...

if i could hit anybody i wanted to w/a bat of my choosing, there'd likely be a much higher rate of emergency room visits than currently exists...

make like i even give a flying fuck right now...

PEACE
...be calm...

the Will Smith method...

apparently Mr. Smith does not wipe his ass w/toilet paper. at some point in time i may have had a problem w/such a practice, but it appears that this is solid.

i'm not going to be carrying wipes around w/me everywhere i go, but i will go on record as advocating washing out the ass crack after a good log deposit. i can vouch for the anti-skidmarkishness of this method of post bowel movement behavior. skidmarks are far worse than dingleberries, but this practice essentially alleviates both.

how can you possibly have any dingleberries if you do not use paper? even if you continue to use tissue paper, which i do, you still should not have any dberries, 'cause the washing of the ass crack will remove said dberries.

so, the general idea is to do your thing when needing to shit. try to get there before anything actually comes out of your ass, but once your solid waste has shared itself w/your asscrack, soap & water work wonders...

make like bad breath doesn't stink like ass...

PEACE
...be calm...

the fuck is wrong w/peeps?

i guess i must be just that fucked up.

i must be, because i actually expect some decency & consideration from other humans. i must say that most all of my exhibited human behaviors that are considered rude are the result of my interacting w/the general public.

[see post title]

goddamn. most times i feel like cursing people the fuck out. for example, i fucking hate litterbugs. this planet would have very few if any issues w/population if i had my friggin' way. penalty for observed litterous behavior:

death by asphyxiation by said litter...

i often wish that litter would animate itself upon being made & proceed to kick the ass of its creator. i'd love to see some shit like that. did i say i hate fucking litter?

dirty fucks...

make like i'm just mr. captain-pleasant-as-fuck right now...

PEACE
...be calm...

who loves me baby...

i used to dig Kojack when i was a little kid. actually, for some odd reason, there were seemingly a great number of crime shows on when i was growing up. i recall liking Beretta, Columbo, Streets of San Francisco, Hill Street Blues, S.W.A.T., Rookies & of course Magnum P.I.

that last 1 is kinda of a stretch, 'cause that shit was on when i was older, but anyway. i can't watch some of that shit now...

the datedness is wack as shit on some shows...

make like i don't have shit else to do besides make friggin' blog entries...

PEACE
...be calm...

not that anyone notices or anything...

i'm going to start adding pics again at some point.

i think w/the new layout & color scheme, pics will add some pleasant flava to the miznix.

what's the word?

yo life's absurd...

i'm just buggin' out...

make like Usain doesn't Bolt that ass around tracks...

PEACE
...be calm...

what's the wizzerd...

occasionally i like to use the English language to illustrate certain concepts/ideas. i may be crazy as shit, but i'm also remotely intelligent. what does 1 have to do w/the other? who knows. i think they're related, but i'm only human.

anyway, since i like to think, and i relish enlightenment as an actual activity, i believe that i can be referred to as a...

phi·los·o·pher

Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English philosophe, philosophre, from Anglo-French, from Latin philosophus, from Greek philosophos, from phil- + sophia wisdom, from sophos wise
Date: 14th century

a: a person who seeks wisdom or enlightenment : scholar, thinker

b: a student of philosophy

as seen at Merriam-Webster Online, i would venture to say that the above applies to my intellectual endeavors as a human.

so, that said, WTF is wrong w/people?

how do you value science w/o art? are not scientist who make new discoveries using creative thought? i find it utterly humorous that peeps suggest the 2 are somehow in opposition to each other. it's kinda like the whole religion v. science bullshit.

sadly, many humans do not seem to realize that everything is essentially everything else. nothing is actually separate from each other. our existence as finite beings has clouded our perception of reality. many of us seem to be under the impression that all things in existence can be understood in finite terms. this is an unreasonable pattern of thought that apparently leads to a quite a bit of irrational human behavior...

make like i don't have a violent temper...

PEACE
...be calm...

how about a completely new & frivolous goal...

seems like we're on pace this annual to pull a benjamin.

what is the significance of that? i suppose it isn't all that important. it must always be recognized that no one, i repeat, no one reads this blog. that said, what does it really matter how many posts exist? i'm not a particularly competitive individual. i can be, but it does make my planet spin. i do not tend to compare self to others for such purposes.

'sides, most i know from interaction tend to be from the hated herd. i so enjoy being an evil shepherd. the reality is the herd is evil and i'm a wary shepherd, but evil shepherd sounds so much more fascinating than wary shepherd...

make like i wouldn't off the sheep if i could...

PEACE
...be calm...

i really don't care...

this could be the most offensive thing that has ever been posted on this blog, for some anyway...

Christians are a funny lot of spiritualists. let me qualify this potential rant by saying the following:

the Bible is not a factual historical reference. it is a collection of mythology intended to guide human behavior...

if you are at all offended by the above statement, i don't know what to do for your poor soul.

anyway, i recently had the misfortune of having a pseudo-intellectual discussion w/some dude i used to attend classes w/as an adolescent. things seemed to be going well until i plainly derided capitalism as it currently exists as the foul system that it is. this is not to say that there is no way capitalism could function w/o destroying everything in its path, including humans. it is to say that the current form of Euro-capitalism is detrimental to the universal balance that exists whether humans exist or not.

so many humans are completely oblivious to the fact that existence is not a possession, but a condition of reality. we do not own anything that exists. the reality is that we share this shit just like everything else in existence. our finite minds are generally so limited that humans have developed the concept of ownership to make themselves feel self-important. imagine that.

so, back to dude...

he decided in his use of logic to dispute my assertion that capitalism is the product of European environmental socialization. unfortunately, he is apparently fully socialized into the system and decided to justify the existence & perpetuation of capitalism by quoting the Bible. again, imagine that.

the Bible...

it's kinda scary, 'cause dude's profession as i understood him is an economist. what the fuck does the Bible have to do w/capitalism? not a goddamned thing. odd argument from someone who thinks. perhaps he did not know what to do w/my ideas and observations. it seems that when humans are challenged at the foundations of their world view that they often resort to spiritual orientation as support. i suppose there is nothing wrong w/that, but it is not really a substitute for logic.

don't get me wrong, i do not support the idea that logic/science is diametrically opposed to faith/religion. within the construct of my world view, this is patently untrue. both science & religion are based on things that cannot quite be proven. what is the difference between theory & faith? not a goddamned thing. i suppose you could say science is an educated guess, and religion is just a plain old guess. either way, both are still guesses. bottom line is we as humans don't really know much of shit about the realities of the universe. we speculate greatly, but generally speaking, we know jack shit. the reality of infinity to a finite being is the fact that there is just too much shit for us to really know any goddamned way.

oddly, dude asked if i was an atheist. i kindly responded in the negative. i am neither atheist nor agnostic. for lack of a better human reference, i am a universal spiritualist. get it right motherfucker...

no, seriously, that is the best way i can explain my belief system to any other human. it's so simple it's complicated. figure that one out & get back to me...

make like dude emailed back after i squashed the Bible as a factual reference text...

PEACE
...be calm...