My mother and I were driving to the store when we saw the pickup truck full of dead skunks.
More to come....
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Church of the Junk Blog
What is God you may ask? Beats me. I think there is some undercurrent of intelligent to the universe but beyond that I don't have a clue. I'm a imagination worshiper. I see God as pure creativity. I've had a lot of things happen to me over the years that I can't explain in any rational way that may or may not point the way towards God. I believe that imagination is the driving force in evolution and not random chance over vast expanses of time.
I believe in God because I'm happier when I do.
I believe in God because I'm happier when I do.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Anger Issues
I am the Incredible Hulk. I'm the Gray Hulk, not the Green Hulk.
I wish I was the Green Hulk because he recycles.
I went to the second Hulk movie and almost Hulked out when a little boy started to argue with his dad in the middle of the movie.
"What do you mean the security guard was the Hulk!? The pizza delivery guy is the Hulk!"
"Calm down, he was the Hulk in the TV show."
"Dad that's a lie. Everybody knows a normal size guy plays the Bruce part and the Hulk is computer animation!"
"The TV show was before computer animation."
"What do you mean before computer animation? Aren't TV's and computers the same age?"
My skin turned gray and I jumped through the screen. I woke up in the desert.
I wish I was the Green Hulk because he recycles.
I went to the second Hulk movie and almost Hulked out when a little boy started to argue with his dad in the middle of the movie.
"What do you mean the security guard was the Hulk!? The pizza delivery guy is the Hulk!"
"Calm down, he was the Hulk in the TV show."
"Dad that's a lie. Everybody knows a normal size guy plays the Bruce part and the Hulk is computer animation!"
"The TV show was before computer animation."
"What do you mean before computer animation? Aren't TV's and computers the same age?"
My skin turned gray and I jumped through the screen. I woke up in the desert.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Junk Blog
This is a Junk Blog. I'm not writing anything worth reading. All the great books in the world and you're reading this waste of time. Stop! I mean it. Really go read something that isn't on a computer screen. A tube of tooth paste, a phone book or any TV guide from last year.
Why are you still here? I left a gap. You can't take a hint.
No, I don't want your pity.
Go read a book by a bad science fiction writer.
That's it! I'm a bad science fiction writer so I'll start my own church.
Meet me here next Sunday for the Church of the Junk Blog.
Why are you still here? I left a gap. You can't take a hint.
No, I don't want your pity.
Go read a book by a bad science fiction writer.
That's it! I'm a bad science fiction writer so I'll start my own church.
Meet me here next Sunday for the Church of the Junk Blog.
E-mail blues
I never get enough real E-mails.
Oh, the excitement when I look to see if I got an E-mail.
Only to find the evil spam.
Oh, the excitement when I look to see if I got an E-mail.
Only to find the evil spam.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Video Frustration
I am just now getting to the point where I can edit video and I have began posting those videos on my Endangered Truth blog. I'm frustrated this has taken me so long to do. I feel now that I have a few skills at editing (very few) that I must keep pushing forward and edit and shoot as much video as I can. I won't be posting any videos here as this blog is meant as a text only site. I,m thinking of creating a vlog of my science fiction podcast that I've been working on for years. If anyone is reading this let me know if you think I should start a vlog.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
I was a human catapult
"If you jump off the end of this metal plate I'll kill you!"
"Calm down, I'm not going anywhere!"
"I mean it Robert, I'll kill you!"
"What kind of nut job are you? I'm not going anywhere!"
"I'll kill you, I mean it! I'll really will kill you!"
"Look we're both counter weights to the little crane till its bolted down. We're four stories high on this roofing job. If either one of us bails the other one is dead. For the last time I'm not going anywhere! Shut up! You're making me a nervous wreak!"
"Calm down, I'm not going anywhere!"
"I mean it Robert, I'll kill you!"
"What kind of nut job are you? I'm not going anywhere!"
"I'll kill you, I mean it! I'll really will kill you!"
"Look we're both counter weights to the little crane till its bolted down. We're four stories high on this roofing job. If either one of us bails the other one is dead. For the last time I'm not going anywhere! Shut up! You're making me a nervous wreak!"
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