Sunday, June 29, 2008

Spaghetti Metaphors

"Oh, the things I'd do, if I were you.
And the things you'd see, if you were me."
Thanks, Dr. Seuss.

I figure that Justin has plenty of time to think, he seems to understand a lot.
Cat considers traveling for me, what more could I ask for?
Mymy snares a bounty of fish, she just throws them all back.
Thi, you're much too adhesive. Take a break. Happy Birthday.
Jenny likes to listen to me ramble about sluts and music.
Cramcakes. Cramcakes?
Rohit has an open mind and an open mouth to match it.
Vickie dreams about drowning in mazes of people.
Tiff can always find some way to impress me.
Annie invents her own vocabulary.
But you, reader, are most important, which is why I didn't list you here.

That's life, I can't name everyone I know.


My dad has this saying that he loves to use. He quotes it when American teachers give elementary kids all A's and when people play games where "everyone wins"
He shakes his head and tells me, "You're special. Just like everyone else."

solarpoweredspaz (12:43:01 AM): So? Thi, if you were eating spaghetti, and you had this giantass mess of it on your face, only the good friend would point it out.
CuppiT3A Cakes (12:43:18 AM): thats not an opinion! thats a fact!
solarpoweredspaz (12:43:19 AM): The strangers would be polite and not point it out.
solarpoweredspaz (12:43:28 AM): To try to make you feel better about yourself.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Something's burning in the freezer.

Annie Says
1+1 = window. Okay.
get this, Annie.
2 = window. Kay?
Divide them each in half.
1.00 = win dow.
DOW can stand for Dawn of War, a computer game.
When you beat, or "win" the game, this is the ending~
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dj7I_EAJuu0
At exactly 1:00 (1.00= Win DOW.), some character called a "Daemon" emerges.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daemon_(computer_software)#Terminology
"a daemon (pronounced /ˈdiːmən/ or /ˈdeɪmən/[1]) is a computer program that runs in the background, rather than under the direct control of a user"
Section 1 (1.00) is terminology, mentioning that "they took the name from Maxwell's demon, an imaginary being from a famous thought experiment that constantly works in the background, sorting molecules."
In Maxwell's thought experiment, The Second Law of Thermodynamics forbids (due to statistical improbability) that two bodies of equal temperature, when brought into contact with each other and isolated from the rest of the Universe, will evolve to a state in which one of the two has a significantly higher temperature than the other.
It sounds kind of sexual, dontchuh think?

Or, Imean.. you can do it the boring, unRyanized way...
If you put two 1's together in the shape of a plus.. it looks like a window.

As, a plus..
I love deep and intellectual conversations. About sex.
I guess I must be shallow. :\

Friday, June 27, 2008

Rabid Red Radishes~

Things are exactly as they might seem.

And I wish I had more wit. You see, I met a peer of mine from my former middle school today. Not the previous one, my previous previous one. She had a minor crush on me in the 6th grade and now is a waiter at a local restaurant. Not only that, but she has a kid. Wtf? Protection anyone?
It seems like an entire future is alot to give up for one night of pleasure.

MY LIFE IS NOW COMPLETE!!
...Now what?

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Another Ghettobook?

Wow, my very own blog!


A place where strangers read about each other's pathetic lifestyles. "Dear blog, today I ate a PB&J sandwich. Then my cat threw up a hairball."



Sorry, folks, nothing about my daily routines here. Just subject matter similar to the Ghettobook. "What's that, Kwokers?" Ask about it, I won't tell you. I'd ask in return, "Wtf are you reading my shiny orgasmic blogs for?" This is why, my friend, I have started a blog in the first place. For your sick entertainment purposes only. So you can read these things when you're bored, or trying to figure out where I live.



Blogger.com just keeps getting better! It autosaves every 4 minutes!


Its impressive when you're trying to build the foundation of a blog utopia on a dial-up connection. I sure love Colorado.



"Aha!" Say the pedophiles, "He lives in Colorado!" I did, until I pointed out that you knew. Now I live in Utah. By Costco. I'm 47 and obese. Too bad, yeah?


-ANYWAYS-


My myspace page is getting crowded, so I'm going to start moving things in, like a new house. That's what this site is like, a new house. Just one of the many wonderful uses of a blog.


Another, I'll mention, is the ability to post links of lame things that I think are really cool onto this mess of a page. Long socks and flash movies, ftw.



I'll get everything finished once I finish my PB&J.