No photoshop just Friday

sneaker tues bitch

mmmm hand washing is clean mmmmm

Pee Hand

Another molecular Monday is here

Fotoshop Fri Again...

Not feeling very chatty today all for now...

Pump up sneaker Tues

Revenge of the Reebok pump, which I wanted so bad in seventh grade that I mowed a shitload of lawns only to have them be played out when I got the funds together...

Molecular Monday Ya'lll

Brains...mmmmm....Brains

All this article reminded me of is Patrick Swayze, whose mom still lives in Beaumont TX and has a dance studio, saying in roadhouse "Pain, Don't Hurt."- Another one of my favorite quotes from this masterpiece of American art is Sam Elliott saying "That gal's got entirely too many brains to have an ass like that." I love USA up all night and morass of movies being shown over and over and over and over....Read this link and you will realize it's all in your head.

President Gas can detain you

Get detained for pleasure or profit

Now the president can detain any American citizen, during wartime I'll admit, but does the war on drugs count??, for fun and profit. The Russians pioneered commercial space travel, but us good ole Americans' brought back the interment camp as the world isn't safe without one totalitarian superpower...Article link is above if you do not believe me.

Fotoshop Fri

In light of recent events I have been amazed by the resilience of people and their general good nature when it counts; what amazes me the most is people who are the most helpful to the victims of hurricane Katrina are the same people that give all of us foodservice slobs the worst tips, the most hell when unwanted cheese gets on things, or cry most and demand compensation when were out of chips. Also these are the same people unwilling to pay the sixty(??) million when it would have saved New Orleans, and now my personal guesstimate of the repairs are at least three billion, give or take three billion. Sixty million is cheaper than three billion I believe. Strangely, I just put my headphones back on and a Pere Ubu song, 30 seconds over Tokyo was playing and it seems strangely right here, because I know the whole hurricane wasn't intentional, but I would consider this a genocide because I heard a report on Npr three years ago about how this was going to happen, and if I remember correctly the Army Corp of engeneers report was made like ten to twenty years ago. Another neat thing about this is I have heard from volunteers, one of the benefits of food service I wager, upwards of seventy thousand people have been drowned, but wait, more to come...All the people buried in New Orleans were buried above ground so the whole morass has turned in to a rotten milkshake. My last thought is the millions of cars buried under water which adds to the heady stew of pollution. All being pumped back into the beautifull waters of lake Pontchartrain. So next time the levee breaks people will just mutate, at least the strong ones, into some superhuman amphibious monster destined to be the next step in human evolution, or take over America either way whitey deserves it. Maybe all the poor black people will melt next time like that dude in Robocop. The last image from the past week that I have is George W. Saying in a press conference. "No such thing as global warming as the tsunami at Christmas and Katrina have no connection, so have some corpse water darkie...."

New boards of Canada rules

Howdy ya'll,A friend of mine sent me the link to the new boards of Canada and it prettier than a hookers treasure trail when you just paid her in counterfit bills. Aka April in Paris; or is that an affair to remember; or a drunken one best to be forgotten amongst the empty bottles of bum piss flavored beer; ie from the plant in Mexico where they make such things mmmm Mad/Dog 2020.

a little help from my friend B

Poor man's Karl Marx

I will thrive on the barriers of poverty in the loss of perfection in the drowning of a land of vice. I think that god is punishing sinners these days, or at least the punishment has been heaped upon me with furious wrath and great anger pod of loneliness and despair have whittled down my coolness number to zero. I will refuse to be beaten down by the sword of tyranny and will live throughout lies of the most opinionated. Conjunction-junction what's your function...I want to be me again after a period of loosing my religion, cliches abound tonight just like the man trying to keep me down...Stupid motorbike-man

Afterbirth

Dunk's are the shit I don't care what emaciated ten year old girl makes them in a feted room somewhere in Malaysia, feverishly waiting for her first love to take her away. Never knowing the manager has a special position for her in the human resources section of the plant.

rebirth of a nation