my fish a hedonist, flushed away – right, Scott?
Paying respects to all the blog pimps and ho’s out there. Aggregate this, mf.
Out of shape and tired
Clowns in funny hats, NOT FUNNY
Still absurd, still antiquated, still abusive, still medieval, and completely unnecessary.
Go ahead and go to mass, if you’ve got the stomach for it. Crimine Solicitaciones
The fix was in all the way
You deserve a hummer…
GEORGE BUSH DOESN’T CARE ABOUT SLACK PEOPLE.
Impurities in your system
Six for Thursday, what they on the omnibus affectionately call “Shit Day.” And then they thank god for the following day, for reasons yet obscure and yet all too clear. Namaste.
A blind alley
“Blind Alley.” As opposed to, what? A fully sighted alley? A “well-lit” alley? Or perhaps we ought to wax politically correct here and call it a sight-challenged alley. Whatever it is, it’s blind.
What goes in, comes out
And vice versa, cyclical and dumb, a rotational endless looping of absurdity. Hell, it’s even dignifying to call the hydra headed farces in the macro world “absurd.” Words really fail; when they do succeed, they are misunderstood, misconstrued and used for someone’s “agenda,” generally to counter someone else’s agenda. The good old adversarial system. Binary banality of evil. But I’m still looking for a no-bid government contract to subsidize me, and MY agendas. Thus far, no luck. As if there were such a thing as “luck.”
BTW, Welcome back, Demonoid.com!!!!!!!!!! Missed ya. I’m….tearing up…..
What is happening to human beings?
Their’s is too much disgrace
Sic transit gloria mundi
The grand equalizer, equilibrator of all social stratification, of all inequities and iniquities, all chicanery, blight and general human absurdity: Mr. Reaper. An always hungry rapacious beast who spares no one and does not discriminate or distinguish between persons. After all, a corpse is a corpse, of course, of course.
But enough morbido. It’s Friday, right? And everybody’s working for the weekend, right? Everybody wants a new romance? Everybody’s going off the deep end, and yet can’t even feel the glug glug glugging, pushing one down further, and….
Well. To quote Binky from Matt Groening’s “Life in Hell” compendium, “Everyone gets to be dead the same amount of time – forever.” And ain’t no one coming back. Ain’t no one ever come back.
Unusual Bleeding
Remember “voodoo economics,” and that term being attributed to Crime-Bill Clinton by Bush the First in the 1992 Presidential Election? Well, Shrub practices a different kind of voodoo altogether, a strange obscure version of Santeria, using dolls and pins and needles to keep the country in it’s place: last place and dipping still deeper down. Worse perhaps than the economic bankruptcy going on in this country is the moral and intellectual deficit that has us all in the deepest doo-doo EVER in our history. And in so many ways.
You dick!
Of course we know which “dick” is deserving of castigation and obviously has already undergone both metaphorical and real castration.
nothing else really matters
A little Tuesday faux-nihilism 4U. Wednesday will be better. But the blues tell us that Thursdays is just as worse. Or something like that.
Universal Whey
A Cut-up Cornucopia
The few intrepid souls who RSS feed this site will love this post. I’m only going to post one clip via Podpress, and the rest of them as regular “old school” hyperlinks. These clips run the gamut or gamete from invective goofing to goofing invectively with a touch of introspective gallivanting here and there and there and here.
You are a primitive
You are screwed
Occult Authority
Criminal Vengeance
Ewe can be sure
Career Over
Clear Eyes
American Glory Hole
In the Mouth
Enjoy thy Friday. May you be blessed with a day of unremitting slack. PRABOB.
Plugged into 7/11
A rather benign cut-up for today, with only minor salacious allusions or references to which one with a certain mindset might impute double meanings. This in stark contrast to the stark reality of the Crock in Iraq which seems destined to drag on, and drag everyone and everything into a maelstrom of malaise, malevolence and death. Oh well. You may continue brazenly to drive this year’s model of the armored tank to your shitty job, or better still, park it and ride the bus.
A Lifetime Coming
The title could have been spelled differently, of course. But hey, we’re not some cheesy porn site or anything. We may be cheesy, but porn we’re not (particularly after the ruling on Ulysses S. Grant, an obscure apocryphal reference to be unsure). Our efforts to eschew double entendre “sexual” allusions, references, analogies, metaphors and like similes has apparently been in vain, or vein, or vane: you choose.
Seriously though, the idea of the corporeal form surviving after zero brain cell count and a null heart beat seem not only incredibly absurd, but terribly vain as well, or is that vane? Or vein. Veiny, maybe. Edward Albee saw his parents as “playing the harp circuit” in his “The Zoo Story.” If they’re playing Debussy, hey it might be worth it. What do they eat up there? Dodger Dogs? and where do the pigs that are slaughtered FOR the putrid nitrate nitrite ridden phallic symbols go? Dodger Dog pig heaven, where they slop and roll around in their own filth forever without threat of being strung up and gutted? Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
Hard Driving Yeti
Hey, baby. We all know that the Yeti are insuperable, polyamorous, metrosexual, and that “Yeti care none for Western Civilization and it’s modern ways.” And yet the Yeti so far surpasses the modern “trousered ape,” (to quote C.S. Lewis), that he/she is ashamed to be seen in our presence. Oh, once in a while someone gets off a shitty photo of one of them, or at least claims to have done so. But Yeti are similar to vampires in that they not only do not cast reflections in mirrors–they don’t register in the lens of cameras neither. I know because I’ve tried to no avail to shoot a decent portrait of one but get nothing. Nothing shows up, no matter what the shutter settings. Which may well make us shudder.
The “Expelled” farce and major goof-fest is in the works. Look for it, well, look for it right here. Or above this article when it get’s pushed down by WordPress or “deprecated” as they say in the biz. Open source THIS……
Logical Fallacies Follow
Audio skewerage to follow. Follow? For he’s a jolly good follow…..
Unusual History
Coming soon: The War on Christmas vs. The War on Intelligent Design. Don’t you miss it…Some of you people just about missed it…
Inauthentic and Wooden
When you don’t clearly win the race for Prez of the U.S., what do ya do? Contest what is clearly a spurious and probably hijacked election? Oh no. Stand your ground and fight like hell to keep stupid pissants like Shrub from embarrassing the nation and taking it into deeper and deeper economic and foreign policy shit?
No. Hell, they’ll give a Nobel Peace Prize to anyone. Almost. So belabor the obvious: the world is deteriorating, devolving back into another ice age that’ll make the previous one more like the “dry ice age.” Make a film that will create fear and loathing in the hearts of yuppies everywhere, and perhaps even convince a few blowhards that “Mother Earth” is in great peril. Duh.
Why not instead attack the blatant chicanery that kept you out of the highest office in the land? That might be a hell of lot more difficult than producing a film containing information that anyone even slightly cognizant of modern scientific findings already knows: the world is in deep shite, much deeper than any fucking terrorist or “extremist” could imagine; way beyond any petty political circus. Kruschev isn’t going to “bury us.” WE are going to bury us, with our stupidity.
Enjoy the ride in your SUV; pump that 4.00$ a gallon petrol into that beast and blink away the impending catastrophe. Everything will be just fine. Or not.
mystic hyperinflation
“It’s a matter of life, and breath….” Remember that one? No? Then you’re too young. LOL. But Podango will save the day. Yeah, right. Another harebrained marketing scheme. “Meretricious and absurd….”
namaste.
Bob bless you: Carly Simon, Paul Simon, Simon Bolivar, Simple Simon, and in an oblique half-hearted way, Simon Cowell.
HeavyConfetti
- Latcho Drom August 29, 2010
- Track Listing for “The State of Things” Album August 21, 2010
- Changes, future August 17, 2010
- The State of the State of Things June 21, 2010
- Working Three Tracks June 12, 2010
- the state of things without and around us June 8, 2010
- Long time no post…Three cuts from Phronemophobia April 17, 2010
- Kill Television! December 24, 2009
- The Cut of Your Gib October 25, 2009
- Don’t Blame Me October 25, 2009
AB
