If time, outside of space, is just a tool to codify our perceptions into past and future, and if our perceptions, as our minds fail, lose their external reference, is it possible that as you die and your brain loses its fuel, that you spend all of perceived eternity in euphoria? Discuss I’m considering, what with all this new personal free time, learning a martial art. Emphasis on the art. I already know how to beat someone’s ass, break their arm, kill them, etc. People are fragile and it... Read Full Story

No, I’m not writing this book, but it went in my notebook as a “Fucking awesome as shit book idea.”  I may have been drunk. Ok, so most people know about the web-bot project.  It was started as a way to predict, in the very short term, fluctuations in individual stocks, the Spyders.  This is kind of cool.  But the web-bot is bigger than that.  It browses more or less the whole internet and finds keywords that are repeated in significant numbers.  I won’t go into the painfully tedious math... Read Full Story

A while back, Clea did a nice piece on big brother types. “Hey buddy, you got a minute?” “Yeah, what’s up?” “OK, I’m still blowing fuses.” “The blinkers?” “Yeah.” “But not bulbs?” “No.” “Ok, did you change the thermal flasher?” “Yeah, it took me a minute to find it.” “Huh.” “It’s blinking really slow on the right side.” “And you don’t smell burning or anything?” “No. And it’s only on that side.” “Ok, go back to the tail light.” Rustling. “Ok.” “Pull the bulb out.” “Ok.” “See how fast it... Read Full Story

When the sun comes up tomorrow, I know this night’s decision’s will weigh heavy upon my aching mind. But some turkeys are wild and need free ranging land to subjugate. Indeed. I miss you. You know who you are, I miss your breath and you breathing. Your smile and you smiling. You are without peer and forever matchless. Time and distance are the same thing. I think I tried to explain it to you one cool night and you didn’t quite get what I was getting at. I don’t blame you. It was a... Read Full Story

But this information needs to get out there. ‘Cosmopolitan’ Institute Completes Decades-Long Study On How To Please Your Man Read Full Story

“This next week will suck, but the week after you leave will fucking suck hard.” “It makes me really happy to hear you say that.” “Really?” “Yeah, it makes it easier on me to know you’re miserable, too.” “You are the most self aware person I have ever known.” Read Full Story

And so begins the descent of this formerly respectable bloggish sort of thing into disreputable drunken stupor. So great a thing it once was, but now the snow lies upon the bouts of the Bookcliffs, and the various tramps lay viscous upon my mind. Good thing their nature allows them to sslide off easy and more or less inconsequential. And I miss a woman. A real woman. She has a real ass. She lacks technological anatomical “improvement.” Too bad it won’t work out. Unfortunate that these... Read Full Story

This is a drunken ramble.  Let’s just point that out immediately. I like to read Conservapedia.  A lot.  It’s one of my pastimes, really.  I like to look up articles I know will be horribly written and inadequately researched.  A good example is the recent job on US Presidential candidate (in case you live in a cave) Barack Obama.  The article is absolutely laughable.  Now, for some real fun, swing by any article pertaining to dinosaurs or American history.  The academic rigor of your... Read Full Story

From the notebook. Item! Faith Met a person today (note: stop calling people “person,” use man, woman, etc.) who believes current fiscal crisis is caused by God removing blessings from country. “They call it ‘tolerance,’ but if you look through history, all the Romans and everybody, all those big countries failed when they got totally decadent.” I feel like I should be able to argue against that better, the realtionship between a permissive and decadent culture and the fall, but I can’t... Read Full Story

I haven’t written a goddamn thing in a month. I am sometimes useless.  I have developed a couple of concepts.  Other than that, I have nothing.  My genius is sort of lame. So, as a question.  I have this song concept I’ve been working on, in the key of D, that is ridiculously happy sounding.  I need lyrics to it, but don’t want it to be happy.  I’m thinking it should be something like The Who’s Substitute.  Happy music, sad song. The concept I have so far is about the freedom of people... Read Full Story