March 09, 2010
They're selling fruit on the corner of 11th and Main. Hot fruit.
We don't do anything new here. We don't do anything right here. We don't pay
attention to the status quo, because nobody knows what "quo" actually means.
We aren't on the left. We aren't on the right. We're not in the middle. Red and
blue make purple, which is a symptom of not being able to breathe.
This is a compilation of years of idleness and failed accomplishments.
There will be pictures. We like pictures. Any pictures. They will be tasteful without
tasting good. They will be art without any qualifications. They will not be very
blurry, or nobody can tell what they are. They won't cure cancer. We probably
won't waste too much time explaining them. C'est la vie.
We don't do anything new here. We don't do anything right here. We don't pay
attention to the status quo, because nobody knows what "quo" actually means.
We aren't on the left. We aren't on the right. We're not in the middle. Red and
blue make purple, which is a symptom of not being able to breathe.
This is a compilation of years of idleness and failed accomplishments.
There will be pictures. We like pictures. Any pictures. They will be tasteful without
tasting good. They will be art without any qualifications. They will not be very
blurry, or nobody can tell what they are. They won't cure cancer. We probably
won't waste too much time explaining them. C'est la vie.
| This is me. I am Master of this Domain. You should get to know me, so this picture reflects my personality as well as my impressive cognitive abilities. It's a m-e-t-a-p-h-o-r. This is so much fun. |
 | Bad English | |
| Really Bad English | |
| Baggy Underwear | |
| A Dirty Desk | |
| Popsicle Sticks | |
| Backstabbing | |
| Duplicity | |
| People w/o Respect | |
| Bratty Children | |
| You should know what this is. It's done an awful lot of good in the world. It's also caused more destruction, pain, conflict, suffering, and apathy then would even seem imaginable for such a harmless looking thing.. I love this little pod, and I loathe this little pod. It's a demon with multiple personality disorder. It's neat, though. |
That's Okay DOT com
No, we don't sell puppies here.
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Today I: Decided that i'm going to wait and see
how long it takes for someone else to sign my
guestbook before I update my site. Yep.
how long it takes for someone else to sign my
guestbook before I update my site. Yep.
I am quite fond of armadillos. They're like a
cross between a very small dinosaur and an
accordion. There aren't may animals that can
claim that combination. Also, they can run fast
but they can't see for squat. Still, they run.
Impressive..
cross between a very small dinosaur and an
accordion. There aren't may animals that can
claim that combination. Also, they can run fast
but they can't see for squat. Still, they run.
Impressive..
| I borrowed this pentacle from somewhere, but I don't remember where. I just don't want to take credit for it. It's neat. People usually want to know if it means something to me, and, if so, why? I ask them why I need to define myself for them, and they say because it's because they want to know which way I lean. I tell them, "Forward." |
| "What's the deal with bacon?" |
| Top Nine Pet Peeves: |
| March Madness is almost upon us. While I'm not the biggest basketball fan, and I will only watch it at the college level, I need to be representin' my 'Horns. I gotta admit that there is usually some quality entertainment to be had in the NCAA Tournament, too. |
| This is Baylee (on the left). Cats are mystical creatures in general, but Siamese cats have that heightened sense of mystery. This one has magic powers, too, so be nice. Really. |
Portal? -->
| i made this here skull by chopping the head off of a skeleton and cleaning out all of the crap that surrounded it. I don't know whose skull it is, but I don't think he or she is using it anymore, anyhow. I am fascinated by the inside of our heads, mostly because mine hurts all the time. |
| Oddly enough, people still go around asking what came first, the chicken or the egg. I say, "I really don't know, and I really don't care. Please pass the salt and stop staring at my hash browns." |
