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Friday, July 18, 2008

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 20:02:40 GMT

ORANGE! Just need to fill some space here. Ø ORANGE! Ø

DRINK: THE UNTITLED - Mix two shots of Patron Silver tequila, one shot of Jack Daniels, and one shot of Smirnoff vodka in a rocks glass.

JOKE: How do you know the toothbrush was invented in the south? If it was invented in the north it would've been called a teethbrush.

BEATS:

FROM THE BASIC
From the basic comes the beauty. From the clay... the birth of life. From the seas, a salty cruelty... that blows its harshness on thee with strife. It strips the skin, and burns the flesh. It makes one age months within a day. It tears the beauty off the basic. It casts the flesh back to the clay. But from the basic comes the beauty. It never lasts, but always fades. Call it life, or call it cruelty... but the basic always returns to it's basic ways. Genesis.

HYENAS
Why do seals seem so happy, when captive within a human's circus? Why do dolphins laugh and flip through the open sea? Why do dogs beg for our attention, and love everyone they seem to meet? Then again, this is only a fraction of the animal kingdom. We know cats purr when contented, birds will chirp... But what of rabbits, apes, bluegills, lobsters, elk, ocelots, wombats...? Are they never sate? I sincerly hope they know happiness. For if they don't, then truly the terrorists have won... and reaped all the love of a home from them, as they laugh on and drink their booze by a warm comfy fire. Hyenas.

CONTINUED DE-EXISTENCE
A noble account of continued de-existence is what has become of me. I sit and debate myself, my life, what it's all about... and I can't find a moment of true rationalization of it. I continue to exist without even being present. I say I'm a nobody, but a nobody that knows they're a nobody is still a somebody. But when somebody feels they're a nobody, they're a nobody... with no purpose... just waiting to be a somebody that they already are. Or aren't they? Que?

WERE I THE GUY...
Were I the guy responsible for underwear advertising billboards, I'd be sure to put up girls with hooters too big to fit in the bras, so that their boobages oozed out... and put guys with massive packages and raging boners in the ads... just to be out of the norm, get attention, and still keep it in the realm of acceptable standards and practices for advertising. I'd be the guy to push the envelope & get publicity for my products. I'd be in the news, on the news... THEE fuckin' news! Then I'd apologize and not mean it, continue to put controversial ads up, and watch as the cash rolls in. Oh how the cash rolls in.

Chocolate Of The Moment: Dark.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Sat, 12 Jul 2008 11:42:48 GMT

ORANGE! Okay ya'll, I got a BEAT fer ya I guess. A couple of jokes I thought were decent. Yada yada yada... you can just read it if you want. And as always, enjoy the moment eh? Ø ORANGE! Ø

JOKES: Why do midgets laugh when they run? Because the grass tickles their balls. / Why do squirrels swim on their backs? To keep their nuts dry. / How many gay guys does it take to put in a lightbulb? One, but it takes a whole emergency room to get it out. / What do you call a lesbian with fat fingers? Well hung.

MEDIA FOR THE MASSES: Seems the media is really reaching people. The kids that walk into my work now, or who I see in the mall could all seriously be right out of an Abercrombie & Fitch catalog. I've said it before... everyone is a surfer. Just as everyone wears a trucker hat, and still doesn't drive a truck..., all the young kids seem to wear sandals, khaki shorts, a striped polo shirts if they're guys, and the dames wear sweatpants with something written across the ass (such as BRAT). For as much as I hate the idea that average has seemingly become the new ugly... it is nice to see model quality everywhere I turn. Yet, even that has it's burden. Case in point, at work yesterday this young guy comes in and is lookin' at stuff, looks like your average Abercrombie & Fitch model... then he picks up a DVD and it's like "baseball bicep". So yeah, that distracted me from doin' my work a wee bit. But as with anything in the media, overexposure will kill the beast. And then genetic perfection by DNA alteration shall soon become the norm. And after overexposure sets in with that... what then? Where does the media take it from there? Cyborgism is in, and pure humanity out? I hope I don't live long enough to see either of those. Just let me keep my model America.

GLAAD: So I'm lookin' in PEOPLE magazine, and they've got a small blurb about the movie HANCOCK being anti-gay... or moreso being accused of being anti-gay. They wrote that in the movie, when Hancock is lookin' at pictures of superheroes he says "Homo. Homo with a cape. Norweigan homo..." and GLAAD (Gay Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation) feels that the movie pushes the issue that it's okay to say those things. Well... I'm not gonna get into all that B.S. about how much I feel GLAAD is just a bunch of pansies that want to control everyone's mind etcetera etcetera... but I do want to point out that in all the blurbs on that page of PEOPLE... the one with the bit about HANCOCK was written in a completely PINK box standing out on the page, with ANTI-GAY nicely illustrated. I don't know what YOU or GLAAD might make of it... but it's something that piqued my interest when I saw it.

BEAT:

TO LOVE YOU
It's taking time out of my day to love you. You are a burden on me. I have to join you for lunch, to make sure you're even eating. I have to make sure the home isn't mistreating you. I have to call you every moment of the day, to make sure you're doing alright. You disgust me! Having to care for you is a burden! I know you have only about 18 years left in ya, but seriously... who can put up with caring for someone else for 18 years?! You're gonna drive me crazy! Crazy like you've become. I still wonder... what was it that drove YOU crazy?

Sexual Harassment Policy Video Of The Moment: Sometimes for jobs, instead of telling you the sexual harassment policy... or just having you read it, companies will supply a video with horrible music, bad acting, and garbled dialouge to get the point across. The only video I've ever seen slightly out of the norm has been from Target. Where they showed a dame telling another dame "look, I told you I'm not interested. Stop asking, it's making me uncomfortable", and along lines such as that. Just seemed interestin' at the time when I worked there that they had a video like that. Never seen any other company use a same sex situation for a sexual harassment video.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 03:14:17 GMT

JUST A WEE BIT FUCKED UP

Just a wee bit fucked up am I, am I
So please disregard, and do comply
I see it all, no lie, no lie
The smiles you sny, have snied, will sny!

The strawberry man, doth try, and try
To destroy my life, but why, oh why?
He saddens me, so I cry, will cry
Thanks chemical X-0J87 for getting me high, so high!

I type it out, in rhyme, this time
To repeat again, such a crime, such a crime
It works like magic, for just dime, after dime
For X-0J87's love, I've gone broke, time after time

Monday, July 07, 2008

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 02:01:29 GMT

It saddens me, when I see...
As a puppy would, him cry for thee

Friday, July 04, 2008

Fri, 04 Jul 2008 23:12:28 GMT

ORANGE! Just a rant today. After it, enjoy the moment eh? Ø ORANGE! Ø

INTERNET VS. REAL WORLD: So, I go into a blogtv chatroom. I don't really say anything bad, but the person doing the show apparently has a problem with me. So what do they do? They block my ability to chat. Oh sure, I can still watch their show... and sure enough ten minutes later I can come back to the room and chat... but that's how they eliminate a "problem". Well let's look at it like this... were I a customer service representative at some major retail store, and a customer came up shouting and screaming and complaining all things to high Hell... I think, yeah... I'll just block them. I'll ignore them and pretend not to hear them. Problem solved. Oh they're still there, but you know what... I'm not dealing with it. That's the way I view blocking on the internet. Just because you disagree with something someone says, and you have the ability to block them, you take it. And you slowly give up your ability to rationalize with people and solve problems. It's like... take me for instance. People are assholes to me at the bar or ANYWHERE without ever having met me. What happens usually...? We end up talking, laughing, they buy me drinks, I buy them drinks... and next time we see each other we're great friends. You don't overcome any problem by ignoring it, you just prolong it. And you do yourself a disservice by ignoring it too. I don't know... that's just my rant I guess. Anyone agree, disagree... want to block me?

Grape Ape Of The Moment: I think for fun, tomorrow I'll say the last two words of every sentence over the radio at work twice. Work twice.

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Thu, 03 Jul 2008 22:03:27 GMT

ORANGE! Have a few things for ya'll. A great song I saw a stop motion video for on youtube. Some BEATS of course. And a great realization I had while in the bathroom... because of course that's where I do my best thinking. That is all, eh? Ø ORANGE! Ø

SONG: KNOCK YOURSELF OUT by JON BRION

BEATS:

I GOT A JOKE
"I got a joke... my job." "I got a joke... my life." "I got a joke... these gas prices." "I got a joke... the president." "I got a joke... these strippers." Yep. No matter how often they are stated, no one ever truly laughs at these jokes. Oh they giggle for pity's sake. And it's a pity that they even give a giggle. What a joke.

TRANQUIL TRANSMISSIONS
He speaks of the "old country" as if it were ancient. But he is only referring to a former place of residence. He couldn't just tell you his country's name, for that'd not be mysterious. He has to draw it out, in order to draw you in. You become intrigued by this "old country", as if it had lifestyles and teachings far different from your personal homeland. And you think of accordians, and tangos, when you hear those two words as well. But what's in a name anyways? I come from over the rainbow. Ever been?

CARL SHERMAN SAYS HUGG ME
Down below a deep depression, formed by a rock that's been stepped on by a fat cow of a woman, lies the saddened flaccid life of Mr. Sherman. "Yes dear. Right away dear. Yes sweet'ums", are the words that forever echo on a continuous repeat, forever depleting his soul of the manhood he once possessed. It was all happiness and joy before the marriage... and nothing but Hell and bullshit afterwards. He should've heeded Ben's wise words; "One must keep their eyes half open when entering marriage, and half closed during". $100 Dollar tip.

Just Think Of It For The Moment: If Superman could have a kid with Lois, I think it'd go something like this: Lois is talking to a friend, a some months into the pregnancy and talking with her friend. All of the sudden the front stomach part of her dress bursts open, and blood starts pouring out. She looks down in shock, and then up to her friends face in merriment and giggles as she says "I think I just felt him kick"!