Missive from ‘Merica: Kinda Super Stitches…

Today is the 13th day of the month and it happens to falls on a Friday. Some people feel a stab of anxiety when this particular combination day and date rolls round. My mother, an eminently sensible woman, would always arrange the day off from work if a Friday happened to be numbered thirteen…

*Alright, Clicky, don’t rub it in! …/folds arms… *

If you suffer from paraskevidekatriaphobia, Dear Reader, or just plain, old triskaidekaphobia, I can highly recommend the latest missive from The Okie Devil, below. It is the 12th to arrive at the LoL and was written on a Thursday, the twelvth; however, depending on the degree of disability, you may or may not want to read the next one, should it arrive. And, quite frankly, you should maybe think twice about going here.

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SUP BITCHES!!!

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Welcome to Twelve.
Inches?
Yeah right.
I ain’t folding mine in half for anyone.

^Black Sun Empire & Audio – Drizzle^

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I usually start this bullshit off with something clever.
But today?
I was all like…”fuck this shit! I’m gonna do something different today!!!”
So let’s go!!!
(we’ll find out what it is when and if we get there)

^Insideinfo & Mefjus – Mythos^

Just because this is my 12th post at “The LoL”…doesn’t necessarily mean that you should be reading it. Just sayin. Cause I’m sure you have better things to do. Not like any work goes into this bullshit. Just a buncha free-wheelin’, free-ballin’ nonsense that ain’t worth the Internet it’s written on.

Yes…”Internet” is a noun. A proper one even.
Irrespective of how “improper” the content may sometimes be.
Weird eh?

^InsideInfo – Metamorphosis (feat. Miss Trouble) LET IT ROLL 2016^

I’m just trying to help you out. You see…you really need to be aware of stuff that you are not aware of. The only way to do that? Yep! Be aware of it. And the only way to do that…is to be aware of the stuff you should be aware of. And the only way to do that? Yep. Be unaware of something. This is how we learn to be aware of the stuff that we are unaware of.

Now…you are prolly saying to yourself…
“DUDE!!! You are just playing word games!!!”
Am I?
Maybe if you think about it for a bit.
Q: How can you be aware of what you are unaware of?
A: ¿?¿
Yeah. U dunno either.
But that’s how we learn.
Pretty fucked up eh?
Oh…I’m sorry…am I boring you?

^deadmau5 – 2448^

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If you are not aware, I am a licensed pilot. Yes, for airplanes. “Single-Engine Land” as it were. Meaning, I can fly single engine aircraft that are designed to land. Just kidding. That’s actually…single engine aircraft that are designed to land on land. Meaning, I can’t fly seaplanes or float-planes and land on water. I guess I could fly one if it landed on land, cause they do that as well. But I don’t fly anymore, so it’s irrelevant. Do you wanna know why I stopped flying? Sneezing. Srsly….I stopped flying because of sneezing. The first time you are someone like me, who has severe allergies and nasal deformations/issues, and you are prone to sneezing fits that make you dizzy and make you see stars and have been known to damn-near pass-out because of these? Well, the first time it happens when you are flying alone? Yeah…it’s scary as shit. Because all you can think about at the time is “HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! I woulda crashed, and they never woulda known why!!! Because it would have been because I passed out due to a fucking sneezing fit!!!” But then later, you think…”HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! WHAT IF I WOULDA HAD A PASSENGER?!?!?!?” I know I’ve talked about this before in my writings over at whatchacallit forums, but it was, and is, heartbreaking that I can no longer fly because of my health.

Grounded by health issues, at the ripe old age of 28. :/
I grounded myself BTW. I could go flying today if I wanted to and had the money.
They’d never know…until they did.
And I just couldn’t live with that.
Even if I was dead.
Weird…eh?

^The Upbeats ft. Tasha Baxter – Alone (Fourward Remix)^

At this point, I can only suggest to you, that you avoid fights at nightclubs and/or bars. While the dudes that are fighting are headed to either the hospital or jail, that leaves just that many more available women available. And even an ugly motherfucker like me can prolly increase his chances of getting laid with those kinds of odds. Some might go so far as to instigate fights between others just in case no one is fighting. But not me. Too risky. And like my frivolous and carefree sexual escapades to be dangerous and risky on their own merits. That’s why I carry cigarettes and not condoms. I’d rather need a cigarette after, than a condom before during and after. Sorry, but condoms are gross. I can decorate an entire room with my spoo, and it’s not NEAR as gross as a fucking nasty assed rubber sack full of the same fluid along with a sheen of her own special blend. It’s prolly at this point that you are asking yourself, what in the FUCK does this bullshit have to do with flying or why I stopped flying or WHATtheFUCKever or something. And it’s simple.

“Consequences will never be the same.” – some poor schlub 😦

^DC Breaks – Gambino^

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Oh…are you not familiar with that “Internet Meme” or Viral Video” or whatever in the fuck they are calling it these days?
Well…then lemme bring ya up to speed!!!

^YouTube Dad freaks out over trolls Consequences will never be the same original^

Ya see? I’m hip. Or hep. Or whatever. I’m “with it.” I’m down with being cool and shit like that. I’m actually a very astute and well read/well spoken motherfucker. And I’m not just saying that. I mean, yeah, I’m saying that. But I mean it. I know all of the jargon that is popular with popular peeps, and I know that peeps are sheeps that give me the creeps. No wait. I shouldn’t have said that out loud. Cause I need to be all subversive and covert with shit like that. That way, you don’t know for sure that you know for sure, until you know for sure. Because I’ll be all like…revealing my evil plan and/or plans to plan evil plans…or at least, I’m planning on it.

Don’t worry…it’s all part of the plan.

^The Prototypes – Pale Blue Dot^

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Enjoying the music?
Welp… let’s fuck that all kinds of up!!!

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Tremendous
1630s, “awful, dreadful, terrible,” from Latin tremendus “fearful, to be dreaded, terrible,” literally “to be trembled at”
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1756, “special vocabulary of tramps or thieves.
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Hong+Kong
former British colony in China, from Cantonese pronunciation of Chinese Xianggang, literally “fragrant port.”
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English – “the people of England; the speech of England,”
Modern – 1580s, “person of the present time”
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Dozens
c. 1300, from Old French dozaine “a dozen,” from doze (12c.) “twelve,” from Latin duodecim “twelve,” from duo “two” + decem “ten”
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Ruts
Vulgar – late 14c., “common, ordinary,” from Latin vulgaris, volgaris “of or pertaining to the common people, common, vulgar, low, mean,” from vulgus “the common people, multitude, crowd, throng,” perhaps from a PIE root *wel- “to crowd, throng”
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Unsprache – “proto-language,” 1908, from German Ursprache, from ur- (see ur-) + sprache “speech” (see speech).
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Good…fucking…luck.
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Up
“that which is up,” 1530s, from up (adv.). Phrase on the up-(and-up) “honest, straightforward” first attested 1863, American English.
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Swag
1650s, “a lurching or swaying,” from swag (v.). Meaning “ornamental festoon” (1794) is said to be probably a separate development from the verb (but see swage). Swag lamp attested from 1966.
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Good…fucking…luck.
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Indicate
1650s, “to point out,” back-formation from indication (q.v.) or else from Latin indicatus, past participle of indicare “to point out, show, indicate.” Especially “to give suggestion of, be reason for inferring” (1706). Related: Indicated; indicating.
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Brand
c. 1400, “to brand, cauterize; stigmatize,” originally of criminal marks or cauterized wounds, from brand (n.). As a means of marking property, 1580s; figuratively from c. 1600, often in a bad sense, with the criminal marking in mind. Related: Branded; branding.
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Wörterbuch
Not as bad as you might think. But that said, anything vaguely “Germanic” but non-specific seems to always bring up “Nazi” or “Nazis”…weird.
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Survive
mid-15c. (implied in surviving), “to outlive, continue in existence after the death of another,”
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Year
Old English gear (West Saxon), ger (Anglian) “year,” from Proto-Germanic *jeram “year” (source also of Old Saxon, Old High German jar, Old Norse ar, Danish aar, Old Frisian ger, Dutch jaar, German Jahr, Gothic jer “year”), from PIE *yer-o-, from root *yer- “year, season” (source also of Avestan yare (nominative singular) “year;” Greek hora “year, season, any part of a year,” also “any part of a day, hour;” Old Church Slavonic jaru, Bohemian jaro “spring;” Latin hornus “of this year;” Old Persian dušiyaram “famine,” literally “bad year”). Probably originally “that which makes [a complete cycle],” and from verbal root *ei- meaning “to do, make.”
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Sixteen instead of 15 random links since Online Etymology Dictionary has neither a “Link Of The Day” nor a random function…so…yeah. Or whatever. Hope it was good for you.
BTW…I took all of the definitions from the first page’s “tremendous” from the “tremendous thanks” bullshit or whatever, and just kinda ran from there.

Not that I’m not thankful for thanks.
I am.
I’m just currently sick and taking liberties with my current handicap(s) to get the sympathy vote.
Might even get me laid.
You might wanna take a raincheck currently tho.
I’m awaiting the results of your bloodwork to make sure you are safe.
Or…that I’m safe from you…I guess would be better stated.

^Audio – Collision^

I put my heart into these things.
I’m sure there are those amongst the more educated, worldly and wise…that would say…
“That doesn’t fucking matter! If your heart is in the wrong place, putting your heart into something render’s that whatever, null and fucking void.”

Really?
Q: Stubbed your toe lately?
A: Say fucking WHAT?!?!?!?
If you wanna get into a quotations pissing contest, I’m pretty sure that I can hold my own.
Yes, you may win…but that’s your objective. Isn’t it?
Not mine. I don’t look at life that way.
Life is not something to be qualified and quantified. That’s already been done for us.
Why waste time and/or effort doing what has been done?
Welp…maybe “wasTing time” is the issue.
Or at least…an issue.
Who the fuck are YOU to tell me what to do with my time.
It is mine afterall.
And you are the dumbass reading this shit.
Q: What are you looking for?
A: … — …
Help?
Oh…but you are persnickity about the source and/or sources of that help.
Hmmm.
Must not be too important if you can choose to be choosy.
Carry on.

^Pendulum – “Propane Nightmares” (Celldweller Remix)^

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Say…I have an idea…

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Do you really eat your boogers?
Q: Why?
A: ???
Seemed like an appropriate question at the time.
Of course, that booger prolly seemed like an appetizing appetizer at the time as well.
And you see where that got us.
Or…you…anyway.
/me shrugs

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^Noisia & Prolix – Asteroids (Original Mix)^

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I’ve tried very hard to make this particular post an editing nightmare for Roob.

Why?

Fuck you.

So…anyway…I’ve tried to make this particular post an editing nightmare for Roob.

Why?

Because she is needing to be taught a lesson in lesson teaching.

So…so…anyway…anyway…I’ve tried to make this particular post an editing nightmare for Roob.

Why?

Eat shit and die!!! Don’t piss me off motherfucker!!!

So…so…so…anyway…anyway…anyway…I’ve tried to make this particular post an editing nightmare for Roob.

Why?

Why?

Did you just ask me why?

Why?

Yeah…why did you ask me why?

Yeah YOU motherfucker!!! Why did you ask me why?
Can you REALLY not see what is happening here?!?!?
What about what IS happening here?
Can you see THAT?!?!?!?
Really?
Yeah…you missed “really” in that last exchange.
O RLY?
YA RLY!

^Andy C – Haunting^

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I get the feeling that Roob really does enjoy editing “this shit” or “my shit” or whatever you wanna call it. She says she does anyway. So…why would I not believe her? I’m not really “intending to make things difficult for her”…that was just a joke. But then, so is my writing…so…I digress.
It appears to me that the limitations of her blog software are more of a pain in the ass than anything. I know that Blogger gives me fucking fits when trying to repost “all my old shit” from the whatchacallit forums. And there are growing pains, and learning curves, and feature(s) deficits, and software limitations, and on and on andonandonandon&non&non&on&on&on. I guess a problem as I see it is control in and of itself. Standards are standard. The problem as I see it, is when you are expected to exceed 100%. And what do I mean by that…you may be asking yourself? Well…

EX: Last Quarter’s revenues were down 10% from the previous quarter.
And yet…those figures for the quarter are still 100% of what they are.

Q: How do you figure growth based on a loss?
A: <le yikes>
Le Yikes indeed.
How do you figure loss based on growth?
Yep…the door swings both ways…but in truth? Yep…we all know that numbers are nothing but fudge.
Whether or not that “fudge” is “shit?”
Well…you get to make that decision…now don’t you?

^Fantastic Bird’s-eye View of New York City! Landing in LaGuardia^

If you watch things…you will see things.

^Lufthansa Airbus A340-600 – spectacular landing at Newark Liberty International Airport^

All you need do…is look.

^Lufthansa A340-300 Dawn Approach, Landing and Taxi in Dusseldorf!^

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So someone that I kinda sorta quasi-know, has been watching this series on Netflix called…
Travelers (TV Series)
The problem that strikes me right off the bat?
Q: If “present-day society” is so fucked up…how did these “travelers” from the future even come to exist?
A: !!!

Yep. What little I have watched has been kinda sorta interesting…but only kinda-sorta. To me, the entirety of the premise of the series presents the paradox itself, because tinkering with the past negates the future. And I’m not talking/thinking in a “totality” kind of way…but yeah. Eventually? Yeah. In totality. There is only so much tinkering that you can do in the past before the present becomes irrelevant. THE PRESENT?!?!?!?!? Yeah…the present. There is an implied simultaneousness there that does not exist. Therefore, the future no longer exists. Only the present. And at some point, even that becomes irrelevant with respect to the future, which means that “the past” no longer exists, so “future” no longer exists, therefore…”the present” no longer exists. This is what I would refer to as “a knot in time.” Yes, there is some embedding there.

“A knot in time” = “A not in time” = no time.

Meaning…nothing exists. Or at least…nothing no longer exists. Meaning everything no longer exists.
Now…some might say that these would be “a microcosm of the macrocosm.” But this would be incorrect. Because everything is connected. That said, I see a “hell” of sorts where these type of interference with “the all” would be dealt with by completely nulling out the existence of such time disruptions. However, thinking about information preservation, it does not completely null out the existence of this loop. It is simply stored in a separate and segregated section and sequence within time in order to protect time itself.

Q: Could it be used as an engine to drive time?
A: Sure. It can and is. But the problem is that time can and will distort only so far before the information becomes disruptive and destructive in a non-constructive way. Therefore…it is “knotted” within the fabric of time itself.
Yeah…hell.
The same shit…over and over and over…forever.
(yeesh)

^Alberto Ruiz – Alien (Original Mix)^

Let’s see what La Vagabonde are up to!!!

^No Autopilot? No Problem. (Sailing La Vagabonde) Ep. 67^

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So…are you sure that you wanna know about “the synchros of time?”
Better be sure.

Because I can tell you that I have spent my entire life avoiding thinking about this kind of shit. That’s why I avoid most of the stuff that I avoid. Not that I “know” anything. But contextually…”knowing” and “proving” are two different animals entirely…aren’t they?
I can’t tell you how or why I know the things that I know. I can only tell you what I know.
And I admit that I am hesitant to do even that.

Why?
Um…there are times when I have hit my knees and begged God…
“PLEASE!!! JUST…MAKE ME SOMEONE ELSE!!!”
“I DON’T WANT TO FUCKING KNOW ALL THIS SHIT I KNOW!!!”
“I DON’T KNOW WHY OR HOW I KNOW WHAT I KNOW!!! I JUST KNOW THAT I DON’T WANT TO KNOW IT!!!”
But I know that I can’t be anyone else.
I know that I can’t unknow what I know.
If I were to un-know what I know?
I would no longer be me.
I’m just…me.
And I am who I am.
And who am I?
I dunno.
Who do you want me to be?

^The Crystal Method – Name Of The Game (Hybrid’s LA Blackout Mix)^

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X: Hang in there.
Cade: 😦
X: …

^Knife Party ‘404’^

Luv ya all!
°cYa°
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^Underworld – Born Slippy^

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*I’m still laughing at his first joke… /wipes tear from eye… Ahh… what did you think, Click?*

https://youtu.be/X3E4iwOVdCc

*I know, right? Weird…*

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Missive from ‘Merica: Happy? New? Yeah…

Here in the UK, it is already January First Twenty Seventeen. So, at the start of this new year for the LoL, I shall have the first word…

commencement (n.)
late 13c., “beginning,” from Old French comencement “beginning, start” (Modern French commencement), from comencier (see commence). Meaning “school graduation ceremony” attested by 1850, American English. (Sense “entrance upon the privileges of a master or doctor in a university” is from late 14c.)

I know what you are thinking of — the class members grouped in a semicircle on the stage, the three scared boys in new ready-made black suits, the seventeen pretty girls in fluffy white dresses (the gowns of the year), each senior holding a ribbon-tied manuscript bulging with thoughts on “Beyond the Alps Lies Italy,” “Our Ship is Launched — Whither Shall it Sail?” and similar topics. [Charles Moreau Harger, “The Real Commencement,” “New Outlook,” May 8, 1909]

On the other side of the Pond, the US is lagging along in 2016, so the Okie Devil can have the last…

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I have decided not to write anymore. I prolly should of given up writing earlier in life, but I didn’t. I now regret that decision and it’s time to correct that mistake. I just wanted to take a minute to let you know that I’m not going to write anymore, and hope that anyone who has taken the time to read my shit has enjoyed at least some of it.
ADIOS!!!

^Crystal Method – Comin’ Back (The Light’s Southern Grit Remix)^

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I guess I should take a few moments here, to explain exactly WHY I have decided to stop writing. But before I can do that…I really have to take a moment to explain to you why I stopped drinking. I am currently drinking, so I’ll have to think of something else to tell you about, because I don’t feel qualified to adequately explain to you why I stopped doing something that I am currently doing. I am kinda drunk after all. Not shitfaced, but I have had a couple of beers. It is New Year’s Eve after all, and that acid I dropped last night just won’t fucking wear off. See that brown blob of goop on the wall over there? No…the other one. Just…watch it for a second. It’s gonna do something really cool here in a second or…was it a minute? I can’t remember. But yeah, when I was younger I used to drop acid all the time. Not really, but as you are prolly discovering…I’m prolly not going to stop writing either. At least, not for a while. Of course I’m not going to be writing unless I can find something to write with. Where’s that damn pencil? Lemme find something to write with, and I’ll BRB.

^Alberto Ruiz – Alien (Original Mix)^

Will someone hold my beer for me?
I need to get up in the attic and find my flashlight.
I can’t go down into the basement to look for that pencil without a flashlight, and I KNOW that I left the damn flashlight up in the attic last time I was looking for…wait…what was II looking for up there?
Hmmm…can’t remember.
The mystery deepens.
HEH HEH HEH!!!
Oh well, at least I know the flashlight is up there.
SOMEONE HOLD THIS DAMN BEER FOR ME!!!
I gotta go find the fucking ladder so I can get up into the attic and get the flashlight.
I’d put the beer down, but all my drink-coasters are missing.
WAIT! I think those are iin the trunk of my car.
WAIT! I don’t have a car.
Nevermind.
Just…hold this.
BRB.

^WHYT NOYZ – Shift (Original Mix) [SCI+TEC]^

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FOUND THE CUPHOLDERS!!! I know… know…not as effective as drink-coasters, but you can hang these things off your car window and keep you beer in it. Not that you should be driving around with beer hanging off your car window. It’s like an advertisement for a cop to have an excuse to pull you over. ESPECIALLY if you don’t have a car. I guess I’ll have to find some other way to get to the store and buy a new notebook to write in. I tried taking a few notes on toilet paper using fingernail polish a few minutes ago, but I lost them. But the fumes got me all loopy, and I inadvertently wiped my ass with toilet paper covered in wet nail polish. I can’t read what I wrote, but my ass looks fabulous!

^Pleasurekraft, Jaceo, Vedic – American Hustle (Original Mix)^

Anyway, I gotta go next door and see if I can borrow the neighbor’s lawnmower. I KNOW that ladder is out in the backyard, but the grass is so tall that I can’t find it. I’ll worry about buying them a new lawnmower later. Good thing it’s a metal ladder eh? This outta be fun.

^Traumer – Hoodlum [DESOLAT038]^

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I thought that since Psycho Radio is on tonight…assuming they aren’t off for the holiday…I would post a chatlog of the online chatroom for those who listen via The Internet, from back on August 2nd of 2016…when they were having a few “technical difficulties” during the show. Me being the “wandering can of gasoline, just looking for a fire to jump on/into” took advantage of the situation, by trying to add some comic relief for the 30 minutes of frustration with them trying to figure out what was going wrong, fix it, then get back on the air to the normal show…even tho they were broadcasting live through this whole mess. I had no idea what the issue was/could be…so…I improvised an ad-hoc technical plan to assist with the repairs.
NOTE: In the chatlogs below, it was at about 07:05PM, that I began to put my plan into action.
NOTE 2: Yes, posting chatlogs is typically not very funny. But if you keep in mind that there were people arguing and getting upset on this Internet radio show, while still broadcasting on-air live, saying try this and try that, all while there is a loop of about 30 seconds that keeps repeating every time someone says something, then all that shit just keeps looping over and over again, in addition to any new shit, and this went on for about 30 minutes or so…as they are kicking people off Skype and God knows what else…
…all while some asshole is being clever in the chatroom…
…covering the goings on…
…sorta.

^Stefano Noferini, Paco Maroto – Million Units (Original Mix)^

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CF Apollyon.93 at 6:39:52 PM

Those kids will prolly invent a reciprocating engine that runs forever on broken dreams and shits chocolate bars that taste like pizza.

CF Apollyon.93 at 6:51:19 PM

I wouldn’t read too much into names.

CF Apollyon.93 at 6:54:29 PM

If he WINS we’ll know the election is rigged.

Rob.28 at 7:01:19 PM

Trump has his own Network Marketing Affiliate Program

Leon.172 at 7:03:28 PM

(nothing to see here)

Rob.28 at 7:03:55 PM

force quit on mac settings

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:05:08 PM

Connect the disconnect unit, which will disengage the engager.

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:06:08 PM

Once the engager has disengaged, you must remember to disconnect the disconnector.

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:07:27 PM

If you forget to disconnect the disconnect unit after the engager has disengaged, it will re-engage the re-engager.

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:08:54 PM

If the re-engager is engaged, the disengaged engager will be returned to engaged.

Rob.28 at 7:08:58 PM

is fixed now well done Bill

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:09:49 PM

LOL Sorry…just engineer talk to get you through the hard times.

Rob.28 at 7:10:41 PM

close you sound petal

Rob.28 at 7:13:54 PM

if you reboot computer and take a 5 minute iON break

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:14:02 PM

I hearing my voice from a week from now. I ain’t even on the fucking phone!

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:15:07 PM

I’m hearing a voice from 2 years ago of someone I don’t even know.

Rob.28 at 7:15:08 PM

got any musique Bill?

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:15:59 PM

Oh shit…it appears time has stopped.

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:17:01 PM

I can hear my neighbor’s dish washer running…but mine has fallen eerily silent.

Rob.28 at 7:20:15 PM

it might be my fault i been having ear ache all night. ibapofen helps

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:22:59 PM

I just rec’d a list of all winning lottery numbers past and future forever in my head. But I can’t remember the numbers I try to write down.

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:25:08 PM

Just helping out through the hard times whiile ya’ll are off air.

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:27:23 PM

OK, I guess I can call in now.

Leon.172 at 7:27:48 PM

– Bill

Leon.172 at 7:28:00 PM

WTF

Leon.172 at 7:29:13 PM

calm down bob, calm down

Rob.28 at 7:29:26 PM

go into skype settings look around a bit then call

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:31:24 PM

Let me try and delete everything on my computer real quick. Maybe that’ll help.

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:32:27 PM

I tried to delete everything on my computer, and my dishwasher started making noise again…but it sounds like my neighbor’s dishwasher, and thiers sounds like mine.

Rob.28 at 7:32:46 PM

with plantronics headset Skype is fine

CF Apollyon.93 at 7:35:44 PM

Unmute me! I’ve forgotten how to type!

——-Yeah——-That’s——-All——Thank——-God——-

So yeah…I’m a smartass sometimes. I thought it was funny anyway.
/me shrugs

^Green Velvet – Bigger Than Prince (Hot Since 82 Remix)^

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Just got back from hitchhiking up to pick up some more beer. I guess I coulda walked across the street to the Dollar Store to pick up a notebook or spiral or something, but my beer risked getting warm if I did that…so I came on back home. I was on about my sixth beer on the walk home, when a cop pulled up beside me, stopped in the middle of the road, and said…
Cop: HEY! What are you doing?
Cade: Answering your question.
Cop: No! I mean why are you drinking?
Cade: Do you have any idea how far I have walked carrying this shit? A man get’s thirsty doing manual labor/providing services, free of charge for the elderly.
Cop: Oh…you bought that beer for an elderly neighbor?
Cade: Whatever is left.
Cop: Don’t let me see you out again tonight.
Cade: When does your shift end?
Cop: A coupla hours.
/me unzips pants and starts to piss
Cade: Are you really telling me you wanna process a “drunk-in-public” charge on New Year’s Eve for some dude walking home carrying a 30 pack of beer, with one open beer?
I looked up but the cop had driven away.
Prolly intimidated at the size of my penis.
Oh man! There is a barely used pencil on the ground there, and I just pissed all over it.
FUCK!!!
The lead was broken anyway.
I don’t even think I have a pencil sharpener.

^björk – human behaviour^

m4kue
I really don’t know what to say here, so it’s prolly best if I just skip down to the next paragraph. I’m back home now, and it appears that I only made it home with 16 beers out of that 30 pack. I only remember drinking 8 of those on the way home, and then I gave 2 to that cop who had simply driven up a little ways to a parking lot to turn around so he could give me a ride home. On the drive home, he said that he had never thought he would meet someone who would ask an armed on-duty police officer “if his mom was single…and if so, is she hot?”…but thanked me for the beers and took them anyway. (They were the warmest in the pack…heh heh) I guess I’m missing 4 beers somewhere. Maybe I should…retrace my steps. 4 lonely beers out there somewhere that ain’t gonna get drunk if I don’t find them. Anyone know how to work this goddamn Google Maps/GPS bullshit or whatever? This could be a night full of fun and adventure if I find them. Prolly even MORE fun if that cop finds me outside again. Especially after he gave me a ride home. I better take this beer with me in case I need a little “leverage” during my quest.

^Pixies “Dig for Fire”^

At some point…you are gonna have to realize…that most of the lies that I tell have been falsified.
They are enigmatic mysteries that have been wrapped in layer after layer of the deep thought of government standards certified genius quality bullshit…smattered with a few personal almost-tried, untrue and more or less untested rules and regulations of my own. I know this shit works, because you are reading this shit. And if there is one thing that this here dumbass knows, its that anyone stupid enough to read this shit is an idiot.
Q: Is it obvious yet, that as I type this, not only am making it up as I go…but pretty much…it’s just a guy sitting alone behind a computer monitor “thinking out-loud?”
A: Maybe I’ll take this for a “yes”…and we’ll just…mosey on down the road a piece.

^Pixies “Vamos”^

mwhxq
Goodnight dirtbags! And I hope you got as drunk as I hope I’m gonna get tonight.
And Happy New Year and God Bless Us…every ONE!!!

^Pixies – Bone Machine^

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^Pixies – Caribou^

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