What am I doing?

I have NO IDEA what I'm doing:


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What am I doing?

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That Jedi is one Bad Mutha...shut yo mouth!!!

I KNEW they were gonna make this movie!!!!

Abuse

"America's Office Workers are over-tasked and underpaid", a recent study suggests. Many offices only hire temps in temp-to-perm positions that never turn "perm". These temps will never draw benefits like health-care or 401Ks and will never attain profit-sharing or other motivations.

Hitch HIke

So the band broke up and I've got to get back to Kansas City with my bass on my back and my last $210. I'm thumbin' up the road when a guy picks me up in a subcontractor's truck at like 8 in the morning talking breakfast!

I'm starved and he's all "You in a band, bo?" and he fires up a big roach in his ashtray and takes an exit right to fucking I.H.O.P.!












I don't know what Boysenberry is, but you shouldn't put it on your pancakes on a long road trip. This guy took me to within 49 miles of Kansas City, right, but What The FUCK???

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thru' ...
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Bacon!

Ralph, you bastard, I'm out of all bacon!!!
















Damn it to hell, man, I can't get enough of this fatty salty breakfast catastrophe!

I get this deal where ralph, shown here without a capitol "R"










Does my laundry and gets me Kenny Logins tickets. In turn, his wife and kids are housed and educated while I blow bubbles from my wrong new car:










I drive this fucking car to Hardee's every Monday. Hardee's is like a Carl Jr.'s

I'm a large man who, if wakened, must be fed breakfast in a matter of minutes or face certain retribution.
This will keep all who darken my door at sunrise from my wrath. My very Squirrelly WRATH! And I'm just getting started.


I had this really odd dream last night.


I'd gone to the family farm in Walterboro with my mother and everybody was laughing for no reason.









And I love steak!









Ralph gets me some'them country bones!!!

What's Happenin?

The Happening, By M Knight Shyamalan,

Well, this was a bad idea. My nephew, late of the War on Terror, now installing cable TV, and I went to see M Knight Karma Carmel's first ever R-rated release. I wanted to smell dead people.

Whatcha get when go see the Happening is The Andromeda Strain meets The Core during a Screening of Deep Impact with no real payoff at the end just Markie Mark Wahlburg and Zooey what's her name Deschanel, the cute girl from Hitch Hiker's Guide, running for their lives as everybody around them commits suicide for no apparent reason.

Markie Mark, late of Funky Bunch fame, is a school teacher in New York whose ability to peer through binoculars may just save our heros, running with a little girl whose father has caught the suicide bug. In two eerily similar scenes a Philadelphia policeman and an Army MP commit suicide with their duty guns. Following which everybody else nearby takes a toot off Pistol Whiskey Peat's.

This movie is all build-up with no genuine plot. No conglomerate of military and scientists show up to fight the dreaded foe, nobody discovers the cure. Just one day, for 25 hours, people kill themselves for no apparent reason. Maybe a bad movie?!?!

Great Moments in Sport

What can be said, our hometown boys made good, wining the State Finals in Soccer

In a sudden upset, Chester "Cheeks" Burns instilled in all of us a sense of pride we haven't felt since the heady days of Blinze Hanriech!

I'll Turn This Fucking Car Around so fast.

Welcome to my tales of the road. Are we all situated?

Just great.

Half the time, I stare out into space and wonder what's out there. Are there other intelligent races out there? Are more advanced civilizations even now watching our progreLet's hit the road and find out. Hey, I've got my kids in the car, you loon!

Two old friends meet on a city bus. Having not seen eachother for sometime, the reunion happened in stages, each regarding the other with that, "Hey! It's.....it's....nah!" game people play.

Finally, Olaf marches up to Constantine and Smartly doffs his frontal lobes and says, "Constantine!....You fat Bastard!"

Constantine, nonplused, scratched his hypothalamus for all of five seconds and burst into flames!

The agony was bearable for one of Constantine's subatomic species, owing the exposed hypothalamus. He screamed, "So, watcha been Doing?"

"Fixed up my granddad's old car, the duster".

"That thing must turn a lot of heads at car shows" , Constantine said, his succulent ribs steaming with flavor.

June 11, 2008

KHOST, Afghanistan (AFP) - Four civilians and 17 Taliban were killed in an attack by US-led forces in eastern Afghanistan, officials said Wednesday, while dozens more rebel casualties were reported elsewhere.

Three women and a child were killed Tuesday when the US-led coalition targeted an insurgent hideout in Mata Khan district of Paktika province from the ground and the air, the force said in a statement.

The coalition said one of the women was killed after the troops called in war planes to target militants who were firing on the troops from inside and outside the compound.

"When coalition forces forcibly gained entry to the barricaded room, three Afghan women and one boy were wounded," it said, adding that the civilians later died from their injuries in a coalition medical facility.

The operation was launched against two "militant leaders," one of whom was involved in improvised bomb attacks on international troops while the other was facilitating "foreign fighter operations," the coalition said.

In response to Birth of Anti Christ, Jesus Christ Returns and is Promptly Crucified Again, This Time by the Devil Baby's Favorite Programs.

I haven't been able to upload pictures to this damn thing for a week, what ever the problem was, it's over. Temp Internet Files or bad cookies or something. But that's pretty much Boba Fett down there and It loaded up properly.

Hi, Boba!

Boba Fett

Origin of the Puddle Duck

It is a little-known fact that while Charles Darwin was already an old man [he would die in 1882] he was contemporanious of Beatrix Potter.

Being only a girl of 12, and raised in a "proper" Victorian (Right-Wing Christian on steroids) home, it would be years before Beatrix pish-toshed the whole nonsense of Adam's Rib, The Flood, and the phonograph record being full of evil spirits.

Beatrix also, unbenounced to others, collaborated with the elder Darwin, Re-illustrating Origin of the Species hoping one day, freethinking kids would delight with whimsy in her tales, much as they "once" had with Baby Jesus and His Christmas with the barn animals.




My impression is, that the effect is extremely small in the case of animals, but perhaps rather more in that of plants. We may, at least, safely conclude that such influences cannot have produced the many striking and complex co-adaptations of structure between one organic being and another, which we see everywhere throughout nature.

We have as yet spoken only incidentally of the disappearance of species and of groups of species. On the theory of natural selection the extinction of old forms and the production of new and improved forms are intimately connected together.

Greatest Film Ever

Oh, the bright lights of Hollywood, Tinseltown, where dreams become reality if only on the big screen.

From the days of Cecil B. Demille to the modern works of Tim Burton, movies thrill and inspire, captivate and entertain and, to the adulation of starstruck audiences everywhere,
They are often a chance to catch a glimpse of the Beautiful People.

What is it we admire about these denizens of the silver screen? Affluence? Thespian prowess?

The way we connect not so much to them, but to the characters they portray? Probably a little bit of all, truth be told. And if I had to single out one production, one movie that best epitomizes the magic and grandeur of Hollywood, you'd be hard-pressed to find a better fit than

BASKET CASE The hearworming tale of two brothers, a parasitic twin and a physically normal guy, who were determined to be a family despite the misgivings of a cold, clinical world.

The malignant lump that is Belial Bradley just can't catch a break. Living off a steady diet of hamburgers and human flesh, Belial lives in a wicker clothes hamper which his passably normal bro totes around on the bus and to boarding houses like an impractical satire of Yoda. The animation in this movie is about as hideous as it gets in a post-ILM/Lucasfilm world. I saw it in the same theater that I had seen "Return of the Jedi" at two years previously. Claymation and puppeteering have sunk to a new low as poor Belial slithers and goops out of his basket and onto the nude, sleeping form of his brother's latest sexual conquest. She awakens, natch, to find Gummy Boy in full rut. Oozing like the ejaculating disembodied head of Universal Film Studios, Belial reminds us that we're all god's children, if not twisted little tumor babies.

I ran into the guy that played Belial when I was living in Denver.

He gave me his autograph.