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Saturday, December 8, 2012

Working Title

Looking around online for acting work for most of the afternoon today. One of my many afternoons spent on a "Starbucks web session." I get such a kick out of calling it that. Looking for jobs is tedious and requires constant hydration and supervision. Many people fall victim to the dreaded online news sites that are just full of bullshit. I suppose you have to get your news somewhere but not me. I'm busy looking for acting gigs. Which is tough when there are so many babes at Starbucks. (How is a young man supposed to concentrate on a Starbucks web session when there are hot babes crawling all over the place. The entire Starbucks is being overtaken by the hottest girls on the planet. Oh please no don't get naked...not all of you. They are all getting naked and rubbing hot liquids all over each other. Oh Jeez the sounds of wet flesh slapping together the smells of passion in the air. It's too much. My web session is a very difficult and arduous one today. As it stands I have no idea how to do anything except for stare at all of the sexy smoking hot babes getting down and dirty here at Starbucks. What  a day. In other news I have recently started living in a military style barracks with several other men of varying age and ethnic background. We are an elite unit. We have been training for the winter games for weeks now and our preparation is nearly complete. We will have our vengeance and those who have crossed us will know the taste of our freshly cleaned boots. We woke up pretty early today and enjoyed a nice breakfast together. The braved the barren cold of the local park for some pt and eventually we found our way to this Starbucks for a nice web session which was ruined by the many many many drop dead gorgeous babes now getting full on hard core super porn style motherfuckers to the max. I think I have a coffee buzz. Oh shit. I have to go to work. Let me know if you have any acting work for me. Please. 

Monday, December 3, 2012

A Poem That Sucks

To do all you should have when you could
To understand the misunderstood
To know that all was truly good
Laughing in the neighborhood
To harbor guilt and fear and hate
Three jobs you hate your always late
A stack of bills laid on your plate 
Maybe she'll pay for the date?
To be so broke but never broken
Truer words were never spoken
Hush old man it's not an omen
One door will close and one will open
To charge and race for cheers and gifts
So hard we  chase for years it lives
A sacrifice you have to give
In order to be positive
To know you never second guessed
To try your best and never rest
It's like your on an endless quest
But you've been here before

Writing Wrongs

Sometimes I get pissed off and decide that all my blogs are pieces of shit that don't even deserve to be read. I must admit that as a writer it is a very depressing mental state to be in. You can't really shake the negative vibes and every thought you put down on the page ends up sounding forced and whiny. Oh how I relish the days when the voices in my head (The creative one and the critical one) are in perfect agreement and it is easy to execute my craft. On days like these hours seem to fly by while my fingers dance across the keys. 
 A good and well spent writing session is one of the most pleasurable things i can think of doing with an afternoon, although there are other considerations. It is hard to decide what I prefer, typing or long hand writing. Both get the job done but something about the long hand method just feels right. Typing certainly helps you to keep up with the high speeds your mental voice can achieve. Sometimes it's hard to keep up when writing by hand. I wish that everyone had a chance to experience the joy of commanding language to communicate ideas in a creative and artistic manner. It truly is one of my favorite hobbies. 

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Delirium serum deleterious sermon delicious syrup and watermelon

All of the people have bad intentions
Truer words were never sung
Craigslist reading missed connections
Someone saw me at Fullerton
Thomas Jefferson had inventions
I have got the perfect one
A filter for your butt so when you fart it freshens
I think I need to re start
How about a robot shopping cart?
Honestly please, do you have suggestions
Inventing things is really hard
Do you believe in new dimension
How many have you seen so far
Avoid the department of corrections
Or you'll be living behind bars
I'm getting calls about debt collection
While I'm sitting at the bar
Life is like a recollection
Of what it is we truly are
Prepare yourself for disinfection
Afterward you keep the jar
Nerium for nice complexion
Ordering some caviar
Can I get a cord extension
The outlet here is really far

Kick in the door waving the forty

Today is December 2nd 2012. It was alarmingly nice outside today so my Brother Dane and I set sail for adventure. We dissected the lyrics and song structure of the late great notorious big aka Frank White. I don't know if I have mentioned this in a previous post but I just want to say that I am big fan of Biggy. I am a Biggy guy, I never got to deep into Tupac. If you go to Wendy's they have Biggy size not Tupac size. Ahh whatever. So Dane and I went to the basketball court in our never ending quest to never call fouls no matter the stakes or blatantness. Prison Rules. I always like when Biggy said " many nights I perform like mike, anyone Tyson Jordan Jackson action packed guns ridiculous"
I tried to go to shitbucks to use the Internet but it was no use, the entire place was filled with douche bags. I took a long walk and decided that it is official I like walking. When I was young I use to dream of one day growing old. It looks like all the hard work is paying off so far this year. I am really excited about some upcoming stuff that I'm gonna be posting later this month or next week. So whose up for a little late night luncheon. I went to crunch on some chips but Von Los stole them from my snack drawer. I am excited to report that I have received word from Von Los. 

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Poem about Kicking Ass

In the future or in the past the time we have just doesnt last
before your told before your asked life will kick you in the ass
it'll happen fast this kick to the ass so fast that you'll have time to pass
and time to frolic laugh and play to live again another day
but if you stay theres a chance you risk it
an ass gets kicked most every instant 
elder or infant it aint no different
the talentless and truly gifted
relentless bad ass kicking schindig 

BoomShakaLaka!