Sunday, March 29, 2009

pound to go 2 let u know...

ahhh! approaching the postial tricentennial...

if only this blog could actually generate some income, wouldn't that be sweet. alas, i see not how that may soon come to pass...

i am bored as molly fuck.

i've been thinking lately, i'm going to be dying soon. that is relatively soon compared to the passing of life's time so far. in my mind, i'm still in my early 20's, even though i can say that 2x. in the not so distant future, if i don't die before that, i'll be doubling my double.

who knows, perhaps i'll croak like the egg donor all early 'n' shit. my physical has already begun to show signs of failure. this foot shit gets on my goddamn nerves. i can't even get a cane. every time i see these motorized mobility device 'mmercials, i get pissed. i used to anyway. now i kinda just get irritated.

fucking feet. imagine that. all this & the idiot egg donor refused to let me play organized sports to protect my physical well being...BULLSHIT!

c'est la fuck it...

make like the stress mucus has not returned to my wonderful sinuses...

PEACE
...be calm...

Friday, March 27, 2009

oh is the woe...

goddamn media player's busted. technically it works, but i am completely unable to upload anything to it.

superiorly sucky if one must be told. WTF! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

poor timing. scabotage. scubterfooge. bliggidy snit.

anyway, found out about artists previously unknown to the audio mental library.

Mongo Santamaria
Roy Barretto

gotta check these cats out. i believe they're both percussionists. yes, i likes that. percussion...sound...beat...you...

gotta do my thing.

NOTE: why did some knucklehead kid ask me for $1.50 so he could pay his xfer fare to the mall today? did he not know i would laugh in his youngbo' grill?

make like i don't miss sounds while confined to the travelling travails of PT...

PEACE
...be calm...

Sunday, March 22, 2009

yet another unimportant blogstone...

slowly approaching 300 posts. i've considered publishing this shit in a written format, but what would be the purpose of such an endeavor?

the obvious answer is to generate some type of revenue, but who the fuck is going to buy this in print when no one even reads it for free?

technically one can't be sure that no one reads these posts, but since there are practically no comments, one can safely assert said lack of readership.

marketing is always an issue, but how do you honestly market the random thoughts of an unidentified human?

i've actually honestly considered some activities culled from my knowledge of street promotions, but again, who is the intended demograph?

yaggidy staggidy...

we'll see what the future shoots ya...


make like i'm not fiendin' to cop this 24" widescreen w/1900x1200 & HDMI...

PEACE
...be calm...

Friday, March 20, 2009

fucking crotch rot...


why should it be so difficult to find a pair of drawers to fit comfortably?

wanna see something odd?

go to Google Images & search for "George W. Bush." be sure to select "large" & "photo content." go to the 3rd page of results & see if you notice anything unusual and/or interesting.

get back to me

[NOTE: APPARENTLY SOMEONE FOUND THIS ANOMALY & REMOVED THE IMAGE...TOO BAD FOR YOU! IT WAS A NICE PIC...]

make like crotch discomfort makes for wonderful life experiences...

PEACE
...be calm...

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

the mouth is moving, but the brain is still...

how true is it the cliche about a little bit of knowledge?

2 days a week of aural torture & this guy's not even quiet when he's sleeping. he snores like a fucking overworked sawmill on its last leg...

WTF!

is there no peace in this world?

the wiz has a never ending illness that keeps re-infecting me w/germs. a break would be nice.

let us focus on the potential legal positivity associated w/Gotta for now...

make like i'm not irri-fucking-tated...

PEACE
...be calm...

Saturday, March 14, 2009

smashing your fucking face in...

i fucking hate litterbums.

this post is sponsored by the dirty fuck who got on PT yesterday morning w/McD's and proceeded piece by piece to throw the shitty remains of his breakfast behind the seats in front of him.

i literally wanted to smash in this guy's head. i mean that w/great ferocity. i fucking hate litter. this is a human behavior that is completely beyond me. i don't recall ever being one to litter my entire life. i seriously wanted to relieve this guy of his fucked up sense of public decency. WTF is wrong w/people?

the thing that pisses me off most about these occurrences is that if i actually did what i truly felt like doing, i would be seen as wrong. if i beat the shit out of this clown for being an irresponsible human, i'm wrong.

maybe if i beat his ass, he won't litter again. i can damn near guarantee if i beat him half senseless, he'd think a little harder the next time he's in a potential littering situation.

is it extreme? sure it is, but fuck it. litter is extreme. asshole.

make like i like litterbums...

PEACE
...be calm...

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

tales of an electro-tech gangster...


just when you think you're out, they pull you back in...

whose idea was it to incorporate planned obsolescence into modern electronics? that shit is irritating. fortunately i know how to take care of my shit. unfortunately, when the shit does go on the blink, it is difficult if not impossible to get shit repaired 'cause it's obsolete as soon as i bill for it.

my youngest god doesn't even know what a VCR is for. i find that humorous. he has asked me on more than 1 occasion what kind of movies did we watch when i was his age. i have to remind him that all this electronic shit we use today didn't exist when i was his age.

the wife likes to refer to me as a mogwai, 'cause of my interest in gadgets 'n' shit. i still remember the 1st time i saw/put my fingers on a TI system. i believe it was at a store in Bermuda of all places. the older i get the smaller, faster, & more powerful the devices seem to get. it's kinda sad that these things bring such chemical harm to the environment when they rot in dumps 'n' whatnot. actually, that's fucked up, but i still dig electronics.

i knew a dude that would buy shit just 'cause it was new. i try not to get caught up in that shit. new doesn't usually mean good. most new shit has glitches that still need to be ironed out. i still like to read about new tech though. i used to read about new shit a lot more than i do now. lately i just catch the shit that drifts into the news here & there.

apparently i talk a lot about tech, 'cause there are people that will actually ask me for tech advice when it's time to get some new shit. i also get cats telling me about their latest gadget purchases. at 1st that shit was a l'il irritating, but thinking about it now, it's another great way to find out about new shit.

anyways, looks like i need to operate 2-3 PC's at 1 time to be proficient in my current true career endeavors. i keep telling myself that it's excessive, but it appears that i actually need to have multiple systems. i tried to design 1 system that could function as more than 1, but that hasn't seemed to work out quite so well. the design hinged on removable system drives, but i never turn the damn thing off unless it's fucked up, or i'm upgrading it...

make like i'm not fiending for a 24" widescreen HD LCD monitor for the main system...

PEACE
...be calm...

Monday, March 09, 2009

what is my desire to hurt, maim and/or kill...

i am truly fascinated by the range of human experience. considering the truly finite nature of human existence, the range of phenomenon involved in the human experience is impressive. the contrast with the infinite nature of the universe is far from being lost in such consideration. this contrast does not lessen the respect for the human attempt at emulating the nature of the universe.

the various black, white, & gray areas of humanly perceived reality that are bolstered by the manufacture, dispensation, & perpetuation of ideas are simultaneously disturbing & comforting. ideas such as community, common sense, common good, love, understanding, etc. usually violently coexist w/ideas such as individuals, ignorance, selfishness, hate, intolerance, etc. humans live & frequently die to fuel the human experience. so few have any interest, let alone understanding of the expansive scope of the human experience.

i believe my tuning of the universe is such that i have a much stronger perception of the totality of the experience. sadly, it is rare that studies of this experience are used to benefit the entire population of humans. the reasons are many, but it is extremely difficult not to look at them as excuses. how do humans justify the suffering of their fellow animal? of all the animals on this planet, in this reality, we tend to claim that we have the best ability to manipulate our experience. how is it that we allow so many to suffer?

questioning these behaviors generally tends to indicate just how finite the human animal really is. we make excuses and justify wrongs before going forward w/a willingness to change & grow. human history presents this case repeatedly w/predominantly negative results.

it's sad to have so much potential and to not realize it completely on purpose.

make like my dark side is not my human side w/o tuning the universe..

PEACE
...be calm...

Sunday, March 08, 2009

the universal tuning experience...

religion does not exist w/o humans, so what does that mean about reality in general?

can't say i know for sure, but much like other humans who tend to think of such things, i have some ideas/theories. essentially i have 1 enveloping idea/theory, but it tends to branch when the need arises.

it's so simple it's rather complicated. completely removing religions of any form from the equation, you have the universe.

that's it.

the universe is all things in existence, & there is no more or less.

the problem lies in our limitations as finites to fully understand the infinite nature of this idea. i can't say i fully understand the concept myself. what i like to say is that the universe has allowed me to develop a respect for the true scope of it's reality, w/o necessarily having a full understanding of said reality.

i do not possess the arrogance that would lead me to suggest that i have the answers the questions of existence. i just look at what the universe has been kind enough to present to me thus far in my human experience.

sadly, it seems large groups of humans have latched on to partially formed ideas that do not fully explain our experienced communal reality. i say sadly because some of these groups violently pursue what they believe to be the path of life at the expense of various other groups. this is an odd behavior considering that none of this that we experience can be possessed.

humans are truly quite odd animals.

i often suggest that many of the issues that exist for the human experience are the result of the disconnect that exists between human consciousness & the universe. the signals are there, humans just don't generally tend to listen to them properly...

make like i believe humans are the most superior being in existence...

PEACE
...be calm...

check it doubt...

sometimes i forget that i'm getting old. unfortunately, or perhaps not, the universe does not mind handing out an occasional reality check on my life's tab.

being sick for over a week & not sleeping in addition to said sickness is rather sobering, to use a cliche properly. i rarely get sick at all, let alone for a week. WTF! i've also gained weight again. i'm too goddamned sedentary. my peds are fucked, but i can still whip the 2-wheel, so no excuses.

speaking of which, 1 of the shocks on the front fork is busted. dunno how that happened, but gotta get it fixed. it's kinda forcing me to take the 2-wheel in for a tune-up. i don't tend to like to do things like that myself. don't wanna fuck up the 2-wheel.

1st 2-wheel i purchased for self came in pieces. upon assembling & riding for several months, i damn near killed self & the 2-wheel 'cause i didn't adjust the rear derailleur properly. imagine that. bike shop kindly informed me that i was lucky i didn't crack the frame the way the derailleur got pulled into the rear spokes...

talk about embarrassing accidents...

not as bad as getting the sprints while at work & literally shitting in your shorts, but embarrassing enough...

anybeyz, gotta get back on track w/regular e-cise, vittle ingestion management, & consumption of treats from the fruit truck. i refuse to go out like my gene donors, especially the egger.

make like i didn't have to ride PT home from work after the sprinty shits incident, ewww...

PEACE
...be calm...

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

oobledy gogblogck...

i've been sick for a friggin' week now. this shit sucks diseased horse's ass.

i truly detest being ill. this has to be 1 of the most disturbing bouts i've ever had w/germs.

hopefully these pillified chemicals will unsicken me from this burdensome ailing...

make like my supervisor didn't ask me if i was contagious....

PEACE
...be calm...

Sunday, March 01, 2009

effervescing turd peddlers...

a particular fondness for medical doctors is absent from my general world view.

medicine, like all forms of human exploration, is not exact by any means. we pay mad $ to have people use what we believe are highly educated guesses to fix our various physical ailments. i will neither discredit nor dismiss the function of modern medical practitioners, but the ER i went to on Friday sucked ass...

the dippitydope doc asked me if i smoked blunts then proceeded to relate the comparative relationship between blunt smoking & cigarette smoking. WTF! i'm telling this crackalack i don't smoke the goddamn things, but he proceeds to provide the info anyway.

DICK.

1st off, don't assume that i even smoke blunts. 2nd off, if i say no, WTF! i don't like doctors.

make like i'll ever go back to that dirty ass ER again...

PEACE
...be calm...