to rock a rhyme, right on time

well, its been a fun day off. I rocked out on my ampless guitar. i was the only audience, so is it asufficient judgement? Who cares. i liked it.

in fact, i liked it a lot. so much so, that i forgot i hadn't been high in a few days, it was that good, at least to me. i hope to get an amp, and some repeaters (simple on/off replayers, preferrably that i could link together to be on the same metronome, possibly with a drum kit. If i could have a setup like that, i would seriously consider doing shows. i could add the robot ninja backup band later on. throw in a talkbox and maybe a wah pedal, and i'd be able to sing on top of playing, with an awesome robot voice. i think i could rig this all together, even if they don't make drum kits with built in repeaters. i miss my drum machine, but i had to pawn it all those months ago. easy come, easy flow. ask any blood donor, they'll tell you.

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you ever sit back lately? its hard to sometimes. What with work demanding your hours in trade for money, the hours demanding your attention in trade for your death, the money demanding to be spent on anything except more money and my ADD demanding i go out and chase bugs with a stick. If you let it ride you this way, its a long way to the drinking trough. Buck the bastards, shrug it like Atlas, and take the long trail home. Or the short one, if you'd rather be at home i guess. For some reason this reminds me of old people saying "my dogs are really barking!" while rubbing their feet. What, do i rub my wrist and say "my geese are really honking!" no! Who makes these things up? Ninnies? Tom Fooleries? its a perplexing question of who put the "old" in "mold".

"city morgue, you stab em we slab em..."

lol... a dude at work plays drums. we shall jam, and it shall rock the heavens like tool performing at a little girls tea party. they shall be overwhelmed, and teh angels shall be coaxed out of the clouds to see if they qualify for a loan so they can buy me! good news! im only temporarily for sale! buy now, while quantities last! i don't accept competitors coupons, and i don't go on sale, but i do change my colors in autumm. Who wears plaid on sunny, summer sundays, anyways?

so, you ready? The future contains, but isn't limited to: anthropomorphic machines, ancient monsters seemingly raised from the dead, humans and gods walking amongst titans. Future tech and old school remedies, aliens and modified plantlife straining to keep it all together on one blue little planet, and wherever spaceships land, there will most certainly be me. or robot ninjas. Don't forget about...

Volkansas, the fiery stone pit of hell's bluegrass fury! So yeah. So, crazy awesome, if you wanna narrow it down to 2 words. Don't forget flowers that smell like candy, candy that tastes like women, and women that taste like a lifetime of happiness (and perhaps honey. I wonder if fellow India-ns taste like curry. I don't eat it much, even though it is tasty, so i doubt it comes out that way. (lol! like how i snuck that in there? i bet you do. mmmm.)

speaking of cunning linguists, i made a server blush the other day when i licked my nose. Its the simple things in life that blend so well with the miraculous wonders and really bring out the zest. what fun is a rollercoaster that doesn't change direction, anyways? sounds like sitting on a moving bench, which sounds like something they might install in florida if the old people ratio keeps climbing. How lazy can you get? You can't stand on a moving sidewalk, you have to sit down too? Next you'll just want an endless mattress that moves you everywhere. Thats where magic carpets came from, they were probably a sarcastic joke used on lazy people back in the day. that is, in the post-magic era. Im sure they were sold by the dozen when they were real. much like we used to sell slaves. No wait, those were

BAKERS DOZENS!!! which leads us back to lazy sundays, and thusly concludes this rather ridiculous writing.

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PS: my friend at work wants to hang out and watch the power rangers movie and get stoned. I thought it sounded like a great idea! i used to watch that show, come on! i saw the movie in THEATERS man! that and warriors of virtue. It was cool, one of the times i got to spend with my dad when it was just us, during one my sisters pageants and didn't have anything to do, so he took me to the movies and we saw those two! of course, we just went from one theater to another without paying, because my dad would do that sometimes! SO yeah, i never figured out why he would be so sporadically awesome, or why he stopped for a while, but oh well. Power rangers! lol! i've met a few of those. they're pretty small in real life.

PPS: ya know whats better than a surprise hug? a surprise kiss! from right in front of you, perhaps mid conversation, and not a quick peck, and not a ten minute tongue wrestling tournament, just a sudden movement, not rough, but not too gentle. Fast enough to startle, long enough to be swept away, and short enough to wonder what just happened. Followed by a smile and some deep eye peering, one could truly be rendered happily befuddled, enchanted even. Be sure not to change tact too quick, or it might leave the kissee more confused than not, and its good break from ADD.

crap i just got ranch on my forehead. thanks merciless ranch god, you fractured my face with your ranchian dreams once more! Alas!

lol. ok goodnite then. hope you all are having good days, as it seems the lower 48 is plagued with silence lately.

on the subject of contact, i would surely love to call you, page! Except i don't have yer phone number, you wascilly wabbit. i at least have a replacement charger for my phone coming in, so i won't be foneless forever. (that sounds like a james bond film!)

so riddle me this: why do farts usually end in grunts of "oh lawd" or "jesus!" ? because it feels good.