I just ate about 15 Garlic Butter Ritz crackers. Wanna make out later?

The Duplex rules, yet again

take that, wholesome goodness of family circus!

little whoops and big whoops

Fidel Castro is a clumsy bastard.

Like me with my words. Understanding is so difficult to reach in this dry, sometimes wretched medium. I used to be really good with words, but I can't seem to make myself clear with them any longer. Maybe I just talk too much. Action would seem to be the thing. The remedy. But if I act and the result is bad, I just have to talk twice as much to explain myself.

I'm friggin thirty and I feel like a teenager. (whine)Nobody understands me!(/whine)

It is imperative that everyone I care about understands that no matter what I say, I don't care any less. With the exception being if you kill my dog or rob my house or some shit like that, I might say "I hate you motherfucker and if you come near me again I'm gonna pull your spine out through your ass." In which case my words haven't failed me and I actually have lost affection for you. But two different people in the last few weeks have run into situations with me where they felt either let down or downright alienated by my feeble attempts at communication. I love to communicate. Seriously, it turns me on like nothing else, but I'm just not very good at it these days. I hope not to lose people I care about because of that. I believe one of these issues was resolved, I can only wait and see how the other plays out, because there is more than mis-communication involved in that one.

In any case, I'm cool. Really. It is your pleasure to know me, because lately I've been re-evaluating my worth, and I've realized that I was using the wrong benchmark. I'm actually really awesome, but I promise not to let it go to my head. I'm just excited to have discovered it, so I had to mention it here. I'm going to listen to some Tesla now and play solitaire while waiting for my laundry. You all have a good day, it's easy enough if you let yourself. 

the future looks like mixed media, how exciting!

quote



what a cruel thing to pretend



what a cunning way to condescend



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nice and ifless

reality check bounced

no hands to tie

sunshine and a well worn pen

"blessed sleep deep and hard, this deathlike trance I like the best.
peace and dreams and all the rest." 

you can always be the one to end up on the top...

1. Think of a word you would use to describe me.
2. Go to Google Image Search and search for that word.
3. Select the picture you see as most fitting, and post it (or link to it) as a reply. 

Girl's Best Friend

I've got a jewel 
where my third eye should be.
It's a diamond, so I can take a hard look
at everything I see.

My sights set on you,
on us, and on me.
Until I can etch our story permanently
into the tangled folds of my memory

I've got a jewel
in my skull soaked in time.
It's a diamond, so I can think very hard
about all I decide.

Each facet throws light
on thought and on knowing.
Yet I've grown more and more pale
and shown only what shadows sing.

I've got a jewel
for a heart behind bone.
It's a diamond, so I feel very hard
and quite alone.

But it's still a precious stone
to those with keen eyes.
Just look hard and think hard, what would
you do with a diamond this size? 

thinking about children...

I wonder if monsters behave the way they do because they are more afraid of the dark than we are.

Panic! Now is the time to panic!

Have the inmates taken over the asylum? Is the whole fucking world just insane? How badly has everything gone to shit?

Taken from an article in Variety which tells of new anti-piracy legislation and task-force efforts:

"The attorney general recognizes that intellectual property theft endangers our country's economic and national security, and that's why he's so supportive of this effort," said David Israelite, Ashcroft's deputy chief of staff, who spearheaded the task force.

National Security? The douchebag selling bootleg Britney Spears CDs at the farmer's market is a national security risk? The kid in Kansas who just downloaded the new Eminem single because his parents won't buy him anything with a PMRC sticker on it equated with bomb-dropping, civilian massacring terrorists?

The article goes on to say how parts of the wildly popular and ever so terrifying Patriot Act will be appropriated to help combat this heinous wave of devastating crime. No doubt (wonder if that's intellectual property theft) the ability to wire-tap and surveil anyone for any reason and the complete disregard for civil liberties will help us in this quest for a better, safer, less pirate ridden America. 

I'd rather that I died, I got too much pride

Let's Hear it for those NY Football Giants on their best start in over ten years. 
Great game boys!

 

Holy shit, that band is amazing!

Seriously, I don't think there is another band as amazing as the Black Keys. I've been a lunatic for them since the first time I saw them live and they still kick ass. I'm completely blown away. I told Mike that when I get obscenely wealthy I'm gonna hire them to play my birthday party every year.

I also got my new toy today, courtesy of the Indianapolis Colts, The New England Patriots, the NY Jets, the St. Louis Rams, and yes, even the dreaded (shudder) Philadelphia Eagles; all of whom won their respective games this past weekend in an attempt to get me a bit of money from the local sports book. If Tampa could have scored another point it would have been a perfect weekend. In any case, I got me a digital camera. The Canon PowerShot S500 to be exact. Something new to play with. And since the battery it came with was nice enough to have a bit of charge, here we go:

If they ever invent Talent Transplant surgery, I want this guy to be my donor:

Dan Auerbach

the band that saved rock and roll:

Patrick Carney and Dan

I wish I could see them again tomorrow night. But alas...
In any case, I think I'll be attending a Tegan and Sara show soon, and I'm going to see Mindy Smith this Friday. Yep, me, the same kid who routinely thrashed around like a retard in a centrifuge at hardcore shows for most of his young life, seeing chick bands. But ef it, that's what I like. Even if it won't ever compare to the amazing awesomeness that is the Black Keys. Ok, I'll shut up about them now. MOLE! Sorry. Moley moley moley. The Black Keys rule!