Thursday, February 4, 2010

It's a Brave New World

Shit this everyday thing is hard. Back from dance (Yes I also dance) wiped the sweat from my brow and didn't have a single profound thought. Ironically profound though because things someone wants something it isn't around its much like juggling chainsaws, it can work but there is never the consistency that one would need. That's the thing I really love life is its the god damn hands down funniest shit in the world and if you picture things in the twisted blind way I see them its even funnier. If your wondering yes I have laughed at a funeral, my grandfathers I thought that his last wishes would be something like being put on puppet stick and to give his own eulogy. Sadly or gratefully I was wrong none the less I had a good laugh at the funeral. Its the situation that when explained to family got them to laugh to, the family dynamics of acting like siblings has its perks. I think the Internet has made some of the most interesting societies to date, no i didn't have a lead into the topic, its crazy, wild, and with the oddest alternate personalities of other people. There are no cliques everyone hates the other even while they love them and their so honest that you'd think their making shit up. I flipped two blogs over to find one dedicated to street dancers called body music it was amazing then found a drum cover of one of my favorite songs, downloaded 1,000 songs of a new band and explained to my friend why Hitler rose to power through Mein Kamph all while secretly telling some asshole that the Pope IS NOT A FUCKING LIZARD. Wondrous ain't it? Its a life impossible to explain to anyone older the 30 and one day our children, only guy I know who likes kids...ladies, will try to explain how they teleport to japan to pick up some batteries and then sync their mind to their girlfriend in Stockholm before they build their homework project with their mind. It will be a strange world coming and I look forward to being unhip and lame (or whatever the new phrase is, probably Marklar) to my kids as long as I get to have a laser car and have crazy space sex. A little note on the side that's directly out front is as every one's blog posts grow greater and greater mines going to devolve eventually ending into short Lewis Black like rants with shit so funny I have to shout it. Though that's coming soon for now enjoy the shorter and shorter posts.

You Hear Me
To Smile at Terror

No comments:

Post a Comment