Thanksy Anyway

Fifa is the kitten you buried out back under the runt stone after the after the slut broke out for three days and came back on countdown, not guilty or innocent, just another dead cat. Viva Ukraine! Togo too! I commend them all, living in a bubble inside of a cage inside of a fishbowl can't be easy, and let us not forget the eyes of every yoke back home we're doing proud; preen or implode, we're rolling tape. Now digitized for your gouging pain. Examples would be a reply to the question, "How was your evening?" such as "Aye, it was good crack," which means "I had a good time". A person who is "good crack" is fun to be with. Crack is, by default, positive: "good crack", "great crack", "the crack was ninety" or "the crack was mighty". However, "bad crack" is also used occasionally. In Irish "Bhí craic againn" is "We had a good time", "Bhí an-chraic againn" is "We had a great time". Null!

1 Last Lost Weekend

The Me Turns

Don't Mean Maybe

Bad Boarder Lands

From Sikkim to Silesia. Cat Osterman gives me pitter pats, but I know it's all in my head, and I still wouldn't trade. We are so many: beats per minute, loves; they say one great one, but they lie. It is disposo world, and love/sex/death/water/life/health/whatever, are just another hedge fund to be driven up and down by? Halos, please. In god they trust, but it's tax shelters and selling short, that really takes them to their happy places, post coital green orbs glowing.

You Betcha

What sort of student are you? Um, a bad one? Swat! Um is not a word, worm. I wish I could tell, I always did, as I looked down and said "I don't know" to why I did and do those things I do. Mostly because I am a selfish selfish, thing. And I know, we all are,
but I only have the two portholes and five spouts.
hhhh: Negative, a word of advice: most adjectives are unecessary. Like adverbs, the are sprinkled into sentences by writers who don't stop to think that the concept is already in the noun. Watch your grammar!
Zoom: i have a little french in me
Zoom: i'd like a lot more
hhhh: You should be ashamed. I shouldn't be teaching you your own language.
Zoom: ha!
ember: Want some more?
hhhh:What is the matter with you?
Zoom: hahahahhaha
hhhh: Are you mad?
hhhh: Are you insane?
Zoom: someone stop me
hhhh: Are you both of the above and more?

Hi To You Too

How about this, for a translation.
And if you that, then you get dis.
Wow is us and never to forget it.
Alt, ala, does not compute, vista.

It Is So Enough

I think that Places Named After Numbers, is a great song, sosobella.
I believe any obstacle can be overcome between people, if they care.
I know that I's never saved anyone but I have needs plural, arigatos.
Does this look like a dick?
Does this look like balls?
I'd rather on the tits
recline, and hips,
stroked softly,
infinityanda.

I wanted to say 'stroked lovenly',
even though I know it's 'lovingly',
but new words are fun and a huh.
And I almost forgot, for a second,
that I never gave a fuck, but lied,
because I care, all the way, deep,
and that, is a life on the parapet.
Bit to the quick, and back again.
I thinko I'm gladglad she's mine.

Andrew Bird Fly

Nobody can tell me what "Sovay" means, but it sure is pretty.

I was getting ready to be a threat
I was getting set for my
accidental suicide
the kind where no one dies
no one looks too surprised
then you, and then you realize
you're riding on a para-success
of this heavy-handed metaphor
and a feeling like you've been here before
cause you've been here before
and you've been here before
then a word washed ashore
then a word washed ashore
then a word washed ashore

sovay, sovay, sovay
all along the day

I was getting ready to consider my next plan of attack
I think I'm gonna sack
the whole board of trustees
all those Don Quixotes and their B-17s
and I swear this time
yeah this time
they'll blow us back to the 70's
and this time
they're playing Ride of the Valkyries
with no semblance of grace or ease
and they're acting on vagaries
with their violent proclivities
and they're playing ride
they're playing ride
playing ride, ride
Ride of the Valkyries

sovay, sovay, sovay
all along the day

The lyrics sites, always get it so wrong.
And I'd fix it, but I was just in for the plug of it.
The third verse, is the same as the second, but different.

A Suicide Noted

I recognize Israel, for the fact that they're surrounded and fucked for life. Yeah, I said it. And while I'm asking to be hit: Fuck the Mossad, MI whatever, the CIA, the DIA, and all the rest of those black ops bastards. Keeping the world safe, yeah, from safety. Fucking arms dealers, every last one of them. And then trying to sell democracy as a freedom loving thing, good luck with that. I'd go on, but this seems enough for the job at hand; bang bang and the end of everything.

Potters Fielding

Excuse me and PC for a moment. Ain't that bitch got enough money? Kill 'em all off, and then stab yourself with a curare pointed pen, but please, stab Dan fucking Brown before you do it. I bet Rog Federer would trade those 42 straight grass court wins for just 1 on clay, over that capri pants wearing Rafe Nadal. Fuck Ronaldo la blah blah la blah blah, I only call one person by one name, and that's Mommy. They should go ahead and call it the European Cup 1A, and then move Argentina and Brazil over there, because all those punks get every stinking call; you're no fun anymore, booked and banned for life, stupid ass no scoring sport anyway. Ice hockey on grass, with more teeth and less scars; no mas! So, all the countries starting with I can have the bomb, welcome aboard India, and thanks for picking up those telephone calls for us. I hate to plug the Velvet Underground, but "you're going to reap, just what you sow". Bible? Never heard of it. Pussy All Night, by Mindless Self Indulgence, now those, I know.

The Man Of Squeal

You can go through every record known to a database or not, but we can't know about it? Speaking of "disgraceful", you should know from it, Supreme Leader aka Crapmeister King. You no good, piece'a shit Constitution killing motherfucker. Is it 2008 yet? Then why the fuck did you wake me up? Warren Buffett, what were you thinking? Bill has enough money, you putz. I'd say Melinda sucks as well, but I know it's her strap-on dildo skills and the reacharounds, you two love her for the most. Good luck Discovery! No, not the channel, they only know from conjecture and commercials. Beavers win championship. Woo!

Five Percent Me

Looking For My Dad

Hi, I am 29 yrs old I will be thirty on soon, I was born on 7/23/76 and I am looking for my dad. My mom was a topless dancer at a club called JJ's back in 75 and 76. Her name is Ginger and she had a lot of tattoos. She said my dad was a regular of her's but she does not remember his name. All she remembers is she thinks it is was Ron or Ronnie or Ronald. She said she thought that he was a sort of dog trainer somewhere around Bunker Rd. back in the 70's. I saw a pic of me and some man when I was about a year old tanken at the club and she said it was my dad, I do look like him a little but the pic was destroyed. So if it was my dad then he knows I exist. I just would like to know anything at all about him, I have two kids of my own and it is a big question mark in the life. If you know anything about this or if it sounds a little familar please email me.

Book The Bookers

They are ruining this, my other love great love quadrennial, ruining! It's the Olympics and the NBA all over again. First they destroy it with money, and then they let the whistlemasters and judges, who either bought or sucked for their posts, finish it off; and not a safe word in sight, or coming. "Baby, quit poking on that corpse with that stick."

The First Ten Minutes

Of the match/partido between Mexico and Argentina were the best of the tournament so far. Must the sick, starts in f ends in ucks, always rule us? "They just wanted it more", crooned the play-by-play to color. Is apathy a part of their reign, or a reaction to it? Nobody competes with it, that's for sure, like the most dotwhateverdot hits, will always be for porn. Do you imagine that your side, are better than theirs?

The Round Of 16

Hey cat eyes. I do believe in love, and it must believe in me, and I guess the only real reason I really wish there was a god, is to have someone besides you, to tell and to know how grateful I am for it; but I'm pretty sure telling it to them matters most. And just like when getting into a fight, don't stop punching when you start, but don't punch yourself out, it's a moderation, like everything but love; it needs no pacing, but heaven help you if you forget to water or walk it. And some people don't believe in love or heaven, but I bet they believe in hell when crying into their abyss; I wish for them red tantrum faces and tightly squenched fists, and after, someone to pick them up and hold them near, speak to them in cool low tones, one who makes it all better.

My Best Cracker Day

May 1st, 1991. Aluminum bleacher seats and everything. I said "play the game" re the family, but I meant 'be honest', because even if it leaves you in a vulnerable and thence poked place, you won't have lied to yourself, and you know who you have to live with, for real forever.

Pea Shawl Paper

He told me, "I think both sides care and care a lot, it's just that ...
they truly believe in different approaches to solving our issues, and that the word bipartisanship now exists only as a giant sucking sound and nothing more." Okay, I butted in, but I do what I want. So? I say, "It's snakes watching snakes eat rats." So! Don't stop gnawing. What?

Wysteria Purple

If you go to le Metro in Washington, notice how the women all dress down, with makeup that says functional but never gaudy, and all the raincoats are beige. Like they come from factories. They have every other color of the rainbow, too, in continuity. And the lighting is poor en train. Those cars also hold people from every nation on earth with a bum from every state, and these sleep on steam grates and take not even 1/10th of 1% as much as 535 other bums I know of, not
to even begin talking about the brain dead, so called branches.

The Owens Curse

Tell Me How You

Really feel. Looking for a GOOD LOOKING guy with BIG DICK. Hey guys...Yes, that's right...I want a GOOD LOOKING guy. I'm tired of getting responses from guys who have nothing to bring to the table. You must be under 35, but would prefer you to be under 30. I MIGHT make an exception. I don't want a cocky guy who thinks that he is the shit and is lacking down there. You must be someone who is willing to focus on me, and not some selfish prick who wants to hit it and quit it. Email w/face pics or you don't get a response. Thanks! Addison

Craigs Taggery

I really love having sex with you. I honestly cannot think of anything I enjoy more. Fucking you is always amazing from foreplay to finish, but there is a certain part that I love best…We’ve already been fucking for a while. I’m really wet and your cock is so hard, daddy. You’re sliding into me easily and I feel like such a slut for you (just you). I’m on top of you, riding you hard and rubbing my clit. You watch me touch myself and kiss and bite my other hand. My hair is falling down and my mascara is all smeared, but you still think I’m fucking sexy and you tell me so. You pull me down so my tits press against your chest and we kiss hard. You have one hand on my ass, spanking me as you guide me down your shaft, over and over again. Your other hand is around my neck, softly squeezing (because I sort of like that). I keep playing with my clit and I’m fucking you harder now. I bring my hand up to your mouth and you suck on my fingers, tasting me and making my fingers wetter. I lean down and kiss you on your face and neck, biting you a little on my favorite spot on your neck. I’m getting close now. I’m starting to make that distressed face, you know the one that you like to point out when you see some girl in a porn doing the same thing. I’m biting my lower lip and starting to breathe heavier. You know I’m going to cum soon, so you slam into me harder and harder. You want me to cum for my daddy. So I do, moaning loudly and calling your name…Tag. Sniff, "it's Tad!"

Sing A Poor Eon

What use can the Country Stats have? Well the best thing about the country stats, is the 'kick' you get out of seeing how many countries from around the world are visiting your website! But after the initial kick has worn off, it can also let you decide whether you should be targeting your international visitors more. Offering your website in multiple translations and deciding what currencies you should be accepting. Don't forget to check out the city, region and ISP stats! Drill down the data - show your visitors from a particular country!
Make that 7 billion islands, exclamator.

Hai Fishbreath

Backed by other pro-whaling nations, Japan forced the International Waffling Commission to declare officially, that a 20-year old not so moratorium on commercial whaling was "no longer necessary". The declaration passed, 33 to 32. Happy, fucking, huntings. Nokia and Siemens combine their mobile networks. I wonder what the baby'll look like? How will we undo all of these monopolies, when they run, everything? They? More like three and falling; false limbs itch a lot.

Raise The Napes

Fear is just an early warning system, don't be so damn afraid of it. You say, "I will let it wash over and out of me, leaving only me and my calm remaining." I say, shake it the fug out. Too far, from the ground and yet, still mostly living on dirt floors, with a dish for the world cup hookup and technical parked out back under the umbrella thorn acacia. Dance dance nations? Hm more like: shoot shoot bled.

Mys Others Babies

I was so, frightened Matt. I tell you, it sure is hard working having that baby come out of your own self, as opposed to your assistant picking them up at the international arrivals baggage claim. Poor thing. Let me kiss it all better. Oh, your ass is fine? Ok, one last question: How many mothers in Namibia get any kind of medical care, pre or post, at all? Fuggingcocksmokers. The Press ze Stars, and most especially the Public, lapdogs for spittle, and a head pat; now grin for the hicks; after this teaser and subliminal sales pitchi.

Stereotyped Verses

Yes, I pay £200 a year to the BBC for TV. Damn, you don't have any cable? Voluntarily: Colonel John Stapp in 1954 sustained 45.4 g in a rocket sled, while conducting research on the effects of subhuman deceleration. Involuntarily: Formula One race car driver David Purley survived an estimated 179.8 g in 1977 when he decelerated from 107 mph to 0 in a distance of 26 inches after his throttle got stuck wide open and he hit a wall. Group of death? No...more like a triangle.

Thee Good Olde Daze

When it's on fire, will you grab the ragged broken sides and pull yourself up and out of the window? So many here don't even need a reason to: grab glass, and squeeze. Maybe a little bleeding. Isn't all bad. But don't. Please. I know it feels better baby, but it isn't by the way. There is no substitute for hugs, someone lightly stroking, your forehead, just because they care about you; dearness is not a crime! Why then do 'feelings and emotions' have an APB (All Points Belay) [Belay? Fuck that! I'm rappeling my ass outta here.] out for their glock cheesed chests or a passle of polyester kneed non-licensed chiropracty, when you could take them down and with no fuss,
just by calling it 'some faggot shit'? Like all the times before.

Red Cards For Refs

Do it with CCTV, and London bobbies. If you join a convent, how will you continue to constantly defend your existence, what with that vow of silence thing they have, for probes like you? Don't defend a thing, they want blood either way. And don't say the words don't hurt, they so do, not as bad as a beatdown, but all the same. Fifa ennui? Viva Angola! Viva Ghana! Viva Tomaters! Hell no I ain't going to see Cars, you know how I feel about stereotypes and I damn sure ain't sucking no Pixar dick for 10 dollars, but you all go on and have a good time.

Argentina Azzurri

What's a five letter word for getting your ass kicked? My only real question, will the US side pee in submission when they walk on the pitch? It doesn't matter, for my love now lies with Angola, but I lay a lot. I like the Aussie yellow and the Brazilian fans, Mexico's reich looking salute and every single underdog; only, will the referees please lay off of the red card crack, let them play! Not that you care for 90 some odd minutes of anything, that isn't sex or violence, or kicking me in the head. 2 for 2, the roundhouse then the ground.

Nouveau Fucke

Stupidity Threat Advisory: Elevated. No, not blue, yellow. Speaking of driving your car off of a cliff, buckle up kids. Centrally located? Sure! Mumble mumble, up yo ass. Call it business if you must. You sure are a prig for a voyeur, strap-on loving, reach around kind of five sided thing, you know? I know, the seminary trained me well in the church of men loving men killing men; as I intuit that three times is way too many times to even mention our lesser sex, folly fucking times ya'll.
Red is my favorite color now, just like those little not so innocents killed by the guns all over the world, but it used to be: a sky blue.

Bromeliad Fig

It's: Wikimapia! Powered by Google. Thought it looked familiar. Was it better when it was all wrong, unintentionally funny just like us? Or is it better to be bought and then folded into the corporate batter? Shorten it, as your own discretion advises. Ah, another word with definition for everyone, save clarity. Hobble him, or he'll run off,
and you will too, in your mind if not with your feet. For me, the fantasy life in my own head was always too dear to cheat on;
golden rules never tarnish, though we ourselves will green.

The Fried 11

Start in Washington DC, motor south to Florida, take a right and then stop in Texas. So tell me, did you enjoy your highest stroke mortality rate tour de America? Good eating? I know, I know. But some folks retch at the sight of cream gravy, and I myself am not too fond of veal or lobster. What do you say again? Yes it does take all kinds.
You have a good day now! The "You hear?" under the breath being reckoned goofy; that and that you tuned out at the picture and the lost relation and the basic lack of funny, substance, and for the last time ever, le sense. "I'm sorry Sir, you'll have to come with us; didn't you notice all the signs saying this was a plastic shoes only building?"

Just The Choirboys Now

Blink blink. Dark afterglow and the monitor offends. Feel burning circuits underhand, but not hot enough (but for maybe the fans); like clothes fresh from the dryer when it's hot outside, it isn't the same unless the cold tile is: In. "Fickle, and yet temperate." "Mm, not very adaptable at all." Just two statements made up by my imaginary aliens looking down on us. Must be a hardwired thing. Angels for sale. Fantasy imports. Limited. "As fast as we can stock 'em."
And now, for my final tricks:
I'll fix every typo that isn't
and leave: all of the rest,
as a testament to man.

6000 Memories

“The movement of natural elements cannot be captured by the brush: to paint lightning, a gust of wind, or the splash of a wave from nature is inconceivable.” Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky

151/165 Fractal Dimensions

44 words. Do "A's" count? She is beauty, sleeping; drinks milk and soaks up the sun, never short of Vitamin D, but maybe a little dehydrated sometimes. Loves her baby and wants more,
knows that nothing in the world
is a greater gift,
or present.

White Breakup Shirts

You looked great in your white starched shirt, you bought me a drink. You are in town for a ping pong tournament from San Diego, or San Francisco, cannot remember. If you read this, and your name is Mike (ranked #5 nationally), I would love to hear from you again. Since I've seen you? Almost a year to be exact. I know you are in a relationship now and you certainly seem to be doing well. I don't hate you anymore for how things ended, but every now and then I can't help but wonder how it could have turned out differently. I don't think of you often, but when I do I wonder how two people who got along so well and made each other laugh as often as we did could go on never speaking to each other again. But you were the one who decided that, not me. Anyway, if you somehow see this, know that regardless of how wrong you were in the end, and how much your hurt me I still wish you well. You were a strikingly handsome man, starched white shirt, sitting along the wall with 2 other gentlemen (not nearly as attractive as you) at a small round table. I watched you eat your soup...being jealous of that spoon.

Match Readied

Spain Ukraine, Tunisia Saudi Arabia, Germany Poland. Any AA why pee. Storm Uncle, TS got paid. This is just pretend play, from the beginning and end of words, the same way they make up the "countries." But we have to split the teams up somehow, and someone has to be last, and some never even make the tournament. I say the map is slanted towards the north, but we see what they put in front of us, and that is the way it is, in your minds eyes and barfights all over the world, we got ugly to live up to. But we aren't all that you imagine, any of us, and you aren't either, and that cuts good and bad. In english that means: books and covers are things for bed; and blogging's for regrettably bad writing. Finally, something right.

Realititty Shows

Sentence of the day. What is that b trying to say? Eminem to play a bounty hunter in new western; makes as much sense as most of academia. We say, "Academe." I think: Suck me. "In real life they're all very sweet," said Meow Mix's Keith Fernbach. "But we try to give them a personality for TV." Only eight critical flaws? Students are using a new ring tone to receive messages in class, and many old ass teachers can't even hear the ring. 17 kilohertz dude. Fight the low tone oppressors! I told you, I don't know what happened to your 2 trillion dollars. E-newspaper Mister? No thank ya. I don't trust Chuck Gibson, could give a fuck none about Katie Couric, and think Brian Williams needs tied to a post facing the eyewall of a category 5.

I Dot As I Like

Did a missile fall short or did the beach just blow up? I don't recognize them, and they, don't see me. Looking through scarlet locks; head wounds are bleeders and you two never stop cutting; heads. But I'm another idiot observer, "I don't know how it is, I don't know shit"; matter of fact, no argument here. Should I call roll? No need, they bombed the school. Was it the Israelites? Nah, an internal matter. Ben Roethlisburger, welcome to your helmet commercial. Cost per acquisition? Pay per click crunches. The Bush Administration argued in US District Court on Monday that it cannot defend itself against accusations that a domestic spying program is illegal and unconstitutional because ..."We said so." Refresh.

Todays Matches

Kor Tog, Fra Sui, Bra Cro. Sounds like some kind of mad consortium. One's in mining and the rag trade, one's in making teens coo, and the last in bras and crowbars; or it could just be: todays lineup. Up onto the dais-don't make me tell you again-turn and look to the left, now the right, straight ahead; the moon arcs across the sky as big as life itself. One double oxygen tank and to the sunny side, please. Thx.

Ow Ouchie Chuck

Don't let them take your dream of a soulmate, or the soulmate that is your dream, whatever else they rip from you, and whatever you may want to give up; on: the ways. To hit, bottom and bounce, up again; anew, three stitches can fool even another doctor but the flashbacks remain. Those kolaches burned my mouth 3 times; bow yo head USA.

The Other Alberto

Inflation up. Home sales down. This can't go on forever. I only eat the parsley sides, filter the water through carbon and pray I don't scurvy out. That carrot looking mold, is not edible; grass either.

Zero One Or Three

Viva Mexico! No, you drop the x, meh..he..co. Now, Estados Unidos vs. República Checa. More schtick or the url gets it! Oh, you already had a honey gone wrong kind of incident, I see by the sticky the ants got you. Away the "lockstep" marching of the base for that 1 partied place, and hell no the slates aren't free. The opposition? I hesitate to call..them..that. Think about it and then lower your voice, shh, shh.

Goodbye #555

Hone Barker

I'm, sorry darling, you just didn't, have the telepresence we were all looking for. Jordan sends the MySpace girl home, dejected or elated, I wonder. We aren't reallly going to pay al-quacka 25 million, are we? Sure, it helps, even more if you live in a quiet place without the need for something called blast walls. I was alive for a minute after writing this, then I murmured, coughed up blood and died; no virgin in sight.

All My Ocds

Homer: Linguo, dead?
Linguo (voice failing): Linguo...is...deaaaaaa... (dies)
Lisa: Just lay still.
Linguo: Lie still.
Lisa: I knew that. Just testing.
Linguo: Sentence fragment.
Lisa: (agitated) "Sentence fragment" is also a sentence fragment.
Linguo (shifting his eyes): Must conserve battery power. (shuts himself down)
Louie: Hey! They's throwing robots!
Linguo: They are throwing robots.
Legs: He's disrespecting us. (to Linguo) Shut up-a you face!
Linguo: Shut up your face.
Legs: Whassamatta, you?
Louie: You ain't so big.
Legs: Me and him are gonna whack you inna labonzza!
Linguo: Bad...bad grammar overload - error, error! (sparks from Linguo's chest)
Chief Wiggum: Here it is, 123 Fake Street. The home of knifey wifey.
Lou: Hey Chief, can I hold my gun sideways? It looks so cool.
Wiggum: Whatever you want, birthday boy.

What The

Allison Fisher is the best since Fats, but she never should have went legit, neither should have pool. But then again, better to be in some regulated farce and pimped, than passed around by the punters for nothing. Damn soccer is boring if you already know the result, even with 6 scores. High: 99° my ass, they's thermometers done broke.

High Ohs

Bush "doesn't have a blank check. He's not the final word. We have a Constitution," Arlen Specter said Wednesday night on CCCPNN. "I intend to press hard, because there are very fundamental values at issue here: civil rights and congressional oversight authority." We have a Constitution Ave. Cheney's response to Specter, however, offered no apologies and did not address Specter's questions about the wiretapping program or other Off White House actions. The vice president described his conversations with republican senators simply as "government at work." Despite their disagreements, "we should proceed in a practical way to build on the areas of agreement," Cheney wrote. "We look forward to working with you, knowing of the good faith on all sides." Smoke up Dick, you always got that chronic.