I might write a ''
""Letter""
or such,
article format if you think best.
I know so many people can only exist or think in one format.
I'm happy to find other sojourners enjoying jumping campfires to hear a story as it moves through the WWW.
Follow ?
To lead, must follow.
But if, you fall. You fall alone.
Jamming with Kansas here.
Does anybody else type better when You've got some music to time your key strokes?
I haven't worn a watch in years now.
I hate watches,
time.
Time is Now.
I just play and I go.
Wait til you see a photo of the rainbow I shot! on Thanksgiving.
Just to learn how many people shot and killed each other in a TOY $#!@ing Store.
Decapitated bodies found on vacant lot's in poorest communities of Tijuana.
Teaching FEAR..
It's not about the DRUg's,
It's about the FEar.
and the
Control.
VIiolins..
Drums.
Six, minutes, plus a few seconds in, towards the end of that song was rocking the house here tonight.
I've gotta jet now & wash an assload of dishes that are just ruining my peace in the kitchen.
We made tons of Turkey Stock tonight from the boiled down bird.
My dog's are going insane waiting for me to clean the meat off the bones for them.
I hear you're not supposed to feed your bones to your dog. Poultry that is.
HOllow bones and all.
I just wish I could keep my thoughts on "An" subject long enough to call such a collection of words an article.
The sort can take me forever to sift through.
I hear these people telling me, they've read this Guy & they've studied That one Writer that wrote authoritatively on the subject matter at Treatment in their discussions.
I try to get through the forums over there at REality SadWitch , & just find it exhausting at some point to try to keep up with all the myriad of studies, and the people over there for the most part seem to like to keep their threads very much on topic.
That would never work for me, & for those that attempt to read me here, I congratulate your efforts to understand. And wonder with you, if it all maybe, jjust maybe,
goes someplace.
Something.
at sometime,
from some ones..
has to be the event horizon for some melodrama playing itself out in space & time, and history & life.
wE're here painting away the world around US>
giving not a shit about what we destroy in the quest for our comfort.
I gotta get to them dishes.
i just about went on a rant at least once or twice there.
plus it's quuiet in here now that I had paused mhy iTunes, after it had inspired me to open a YouTuve video, while I was uploading a new Two hundred plus batch o f new images from my Canon EOS5D
Into
Aperture
What time is it?
It's Sunday night 1024PM
I'm still looking for numbers like the school teacher in Mimzy,
Cheeers 72
Still didn't win Friday nights Mega Milliions SUper Crazy ass cracker LoTTo.
I had picked I think 5, 13, 28, 36, 42, 18
i think those were the numbers.
not necessarily in that order.
I love dreaming about what might happen on certain dates in the future.
one i've writtenabout in the past were repeatedly July 17th
another is August 18,
December 18
and
twenty/3
just before my homeslice Jesus cruises through here to say what's up to me.
It needs more Content I think Xaos.
It's always about the one place with the massive amounts of content.
they just grow like wild fire.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=94886509BUrn The Hills To the Ground.
Turn the peoples lives around.
Words can contain so much.
or so little.
If you go to that MySpace link.
Play the song Burn The Hills.
I hate Heroin.
Never tried it.
but it sure did ruin a lot of peoples' lives.
This world really is a mess.
I think there is a picture of me on one of the links to the photos here. in front of the GAx house.
The best Halloween parties were always at the rosenbaum Ranch..
Still there selling firewood.
With THE OC crowding in around them next to the FIVE.
I want to see some Side Effect & Power Assault up here on the YouTUbe.
That would be cool.
My brother lost the few tapes of Swallows day Parties, in CAnyons by Cooks Corners's
and The local neighborhood, friendly punk rock band playing at the derelict Historic movie theatre. THat's the night I got that big dent I still have in my shin bone.
So many crazy shows & parties we used to go to. I hope kids still do fun stuff these days.
Has life become too Hemogenous?
I'm mispelling that word? I figured as much, but whatever.
You know what's better about Stargate Zero than that REality SandBitch.
That remeinds me, I'm not going to tell the story right now,
but my Brother in Law was so tipsy, from what we had dubbed Pie Juice, as it was intended to be used in baking the Pecan Pies.
Which were delicious beyond compare this time.
But remind me one day to tell the story of how my brother in law was pretend talking trash to, & pretend puching & kicking the air.
calling his nemesis "Air Bitch"
The next day, his Mrs. REferred to the event as the Air Bitch incident.
which was only the aftermath of OK, let's play a game called, "name the year, in which you last smoked Marijuana"
and I've got to say, you've never seen his dad want to leave a party faster in your whole life.
and my mrs. was all uptight.
his wife, simply gave him the bird, & eye darts.
Air bitch.
that was funny.
Now i'm totally out of juice.
Should I go do the dishes ?
or start looking at my fresh Upload to the Aperture?
You'll just have to wait & find out just like me.
