Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
I have now become like a little Mexican neighborhood kid who stops by to converse and because they have soda.
That's a Carnival Red 100 Rich (on of the neighbors at Peggy's central old person party patio complex) was kind enough to offer.
But hey, it got me out of the cabinet and writing my WTF POF profile for 15 minutes.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Oh sh5t. I was only part-raptured. Or half double raptured plus hat. Or too lazy to actually get up and take pictures of a set of my clothers being strewn out so I just went with taking a picture from where I'm casually laying as usual of my windbrea
Oh sh5t. I was only part-raptured. Or half double raptured plus hat. Or too lazy to actually get up and take pictures of a set of my clothers being strewn out so I just went with taking a picture from where I'm casually laying as usual of my windbreakers/covers hanging on the wall in front of the window where interestingly groups of people were taking pictures earlier. Meh. Strange. Additional full-disclosure, that antenna ball was stolen or purchased it was found in the parking lot last time I went on some epic rant about something and when I tried to play soccer with it I accidentally stepped on it but it clearly still makes a great no-longer-in-use-antenna-hanging-horizontally-on-a-nail-on-the-wall decorate no? Why must you people read into everything when sometimes there is nothing but random style and decor completely unrelated to anything except coincidence and chance? Sheesh.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Can you imagine how many snipe hunts Caspurrr has sent Reno on?
What is Mexican up to anyway? (Mexican is the Fire Dept. Dalmatian BTW)
Last time I saw him that highly-questionable honey badger clan from down the street was trying to convince him to piss out fires they kept starting. That is not what he was put on this planet to do ya'll. Sure, but can is not should yes no maybe?
Friday, May 13, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
My apologies Moon. I get understandably upset at some things.
I love very much of you as well, and that's why it's such a frustrating paradox; when the world is forced through such ugly and pointless equations for no good reason.
So I'm upset about the failure and the case-by-case oversights and inabilities to communicate and help directly while clearly capable of spending fortunes and lifetimes harassing and harming.
I do not see the good and therefore I do not see the point in any of that, especially considering the world being headed off a cliff and still accelerating and all.
Causing bad and harm makes you
xoxoxox
- A-
Boo. Booooo. The moon is dead.
Is a purple cow a white horse?
*gong*ding*ding*ding*
Where have all the good, decent and honest role models gone?
To whatever false paradigm society has chelsea handler s5cking 50 off to the sound of his Valentine's Day intro?
The old world is dead.
The moon matrix (STELLA!!!) has compromised and f5cked up the entirety of my existence on this planet as far back as you would care for me to list the names of cast members and all the tell-tale signs and hallmarks.
What a sad-beyond-words behavioral fail on behalf of the entire species. My own mother as well. I am so ashamed and hurt by the behavior of those I helped, trusted, and cared for it has completely destroyed my dream movie project while I've been bombarded with their loud-mouthed and monstrous pureed spice vomit comet views on existence, and the sheer behavior styles at work are what make everything so comically unacceptable. Wrong protocol. That's all.
They're literally hijacked the fun triggers of existence and all these creatures, even the stupid "elite" ones pulling it off, are too stupid or apathetic to even see or understand what the f5ck is really going on even when they are the ones perpetuating it. Those weak leak purely money sabotaged formerly human souls will sabotage and destroy the entire future of life on this planet because they only thing their concerned about is golf and not-fearing homosexuals? Brilliant apes. Why not let's decide it's necessary for everyone to...nevermind, I'm not even going to go there, but the insane behavior of some of these apes has got many @sethmacfarlane types seriously pissed off, and for obviously SELF-EVIDENT reasons, that's why the insanity is considered funny to laugh at the idiocy of instead of throwing up and crying at the same time.
*gong*
On to the next one?
*gong*
*Keyboard Cat looks at you*
They have literally created a multiple-wrong-logic system hidden in the dark, and if not, why all the cowardice, lies, silence, and hiding?
Ashamed of who you are?
Ashamed of what you do?
Then why the f5ck would anyone look up to, want, or trust that?
Oh, you're just a f5cktard "secret agent" *cough*liar*cough* that thinks the all-powerful nature of these prison-like financial and circumstantial constructs that exist give you the right to informationally and spiritually rape your fellow being simply because they were decent, and honest, and forthcoming, and well-meaning, and protective of you in their imperfect full-disclosure as you offered nothing but lies and fluff instead?
In matters of the heart and literal life and death multipled by an infinite exponent, and the best you could offer in exchange for a key role offer was lies and fluff?
*throws up*
Sorry, just can't believe any human would behave that way in the center stage spotlight of a well-earned epic design and still have the audacity to call themselves
You talk about an entire subculture failing the Jesus test in spades and then trying to still use those ancient books and examples as things to stand on politically in a modern world that is just laughing and chomping at the bit while waiting for the chance to deconstruct and rebuild existence from scratch?
I hate the specific people that have sabotaged my existence with lies, wherever and however those may have came to be.
Fair enough?
What have you done to save the world lately?
This is my response to David Icke's video about the 'Moon Matrix' and the moon being hollow.
IT HURTS! IT DOESN'T JUST HURT DEEPLY, IT HURTS TO THE CORE AND DESTROYS. AVOID THOSE PEOPLE AND PROTOCOL CONSTRUCTS OR FEAR THE MACHINES.
Any questions?
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Look who decided to show up for work 3 feet away from where he sleeps today!!!
To start my neverending movie illustration of fun with imagery, I've decided to clip a different tail on even the first rough booster stage because it's just a kindergarten-grade engineering work-in-intermittent-progress like that.
Imagine how far ahead I'd be if I had had a smart Barbie girlfriend/wife/assistant the entire time instead of all that mislabeled worthless fluffy shadiness.
Food has labels to tell you what the packaging and purely aesthetic appeal of what you're considering putting in your mouth, why don't people? #catIQtestskoming
Who knew there was so much fun to be had with iMovie alone.