Thursday, June 29, 2006

Now these really are quite the ol' propaganda films.

At this point in time, I'd really like to just break down and lose my mind.

Today has been such a horrible day and it's on 12:45 pm.

Will someone please inject me with those drugs that make you not care?

Thursday, June 22, 2006

What a wonderful new blog

Listen up people, new blog alert.

My good, good friend from Gruff, Forbidding England, DAVID UNDERWOOD (no word yet on whether or not he is actually a hobbit) has himself a free comedy podcast on his very own blog!

Yes it's true!

Now you can enjoy FREE British humour at the touch of a button.

Finally, a website that doesn't ask you to surrender your credit card number.... or your dignity.

You can find him on the links to the right OR

You can find him here

Enjoy, my peoples.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

You can do it Josh Budman!


Hang in there Josh, we believe in you!

Saturday, June 10, 2006


The following is fictious. Any similarity to anyone, living or dead, is purely unintentional.


By Billy Ruffian

I did not hear her
As my blood boiled behind my eyes
When the red mist descends
I do not decide what it is I do
Mescaline, the only way to fly,
With subterranean champagne
Foamed away in my belly
That formerly held mimosa in the morning
That became adrenaline in the chamber of my heart
My heart, an extremely professional pump
Palpitated pure palatine fantasy through my soul
Back, back, back, back…. To Messalina and Gaius Caligula
At the very heart of Satan’s midnight ball
Seeing what Bulgakov saw not
Swimming seductively in seas of Brandy
Supple and supine bodies of the deep dark
Who changed my body to cacti flowers
And my blood to whiskey-scotch
Served to 12 cutthroats, murderers and thieves
I was eaten and enjoyed for I was Jupiter
Best and greatest of all men
Young Caesar at my right hand
Young Custer at my left
Francisco Franco as my footstool
With Czar Nicholas as my squire
Manichean machines manufactured
My many followers
And all was right with the world
I was perfect, my bones were gilded hashish
And my eyes were shining azure ecstasy
My reasoned and wise words
Held all the greatest spirits
But then my sweetheart
Woke me from my sights
I’ll never know why, for she’ll never tell
I saw myself as flesh. FLESH?!
No Jupiter had I been
So I punished her for the truth she had shown
By taking the life’s breath from her chest
For I was foolish Ulysses and she was a mere Penelope
She asked me why, for she was my only friend
She did not fight back. She died.
I did not hear her
When my blood boiled behind my eyes
When the red mist descends
I do not decide what it is I do
Though you are never supposed to hurt the one you love
I did indeed hurt myself greatly.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Wow, I'm so busy. I can't even put into words how fucked up these two summer classes I am taking are.

The third one is not so bad.

I feel helpless in alot of ways, but I'm gonna keep on trying hard, because that's the only way to go.