Do you need to know? This is part of my conundrum. It is my duty to provide content to the great beast but what is right to share? Dare I say something I wouldn't shout in the street? The topic I have been contemplating lately is the future of the human culture and how it relates ...
Sometimes you have to let the purple monster off its leash to perpetrate some random idiocy... Listen up long and hard my crisp-bellied friends, there are enemies among us. They stalk the camps with their long, toothy jaws slack and moistened. They track your young daughters' loping gazelle-paths through the crackling campfire towers of dusk with ...
Language pisses me off. Moreso, how language's users/creators largely are ignorant of the importance, function and beauty of the language they are viciously mistreating. Language has been described as a kind of thought-virus (Wm. Burroughs, a mental hero of mine), the central pillar upon all knowledge, civilization and intellect is precariously balanced, and as a ...
I'm bowing to popular demand (well, Google search stats) and including a couple of posts related directly to the performance of the Chicken Dance. This is the first of this content. The first thing you will want to do is find a wedding. Generally, despite some notable exceptions, this is the only place where a chicken ...
What was I thinking about earlier? Man versus the monster. Fuckers love to wax pop-philo over this one. I guess it verily begs the question, what is this monster you speak of? I'll tell you what it is. The monster is the unknown, manifest in our inability to conceive it. Our generations of primitive survival-think ...
Doth. I am puzzled by this word. Moreso, I am disturbed at the ease by which what is perceived by the eyes, understood by the mind can still be grossly misconceived by the brain somewhere in the process. In this case, how the words "does this" can be hacked and recombined into "doth". It's like ...
Tits. This entry started as a short manifesto on the word 'tits' and the sorts of breasts that it elicits in my mind when I encounter it. It was kind of funny, riddled with double-entendres and awful puns, and at the same time somewhat revealing as to a small portion of my mental process. Then, ...