Moo. Baa.

Obama went on tv and said some shit tonight. I didn't listen. I could hear my mom cheer and jeering from the next room though, touting his "Health Care Reform" and some other rhetorical shit about colleges. The same ole' riggamarole!

Mmmm lots of short sentences, and dumb words.

soup.

I didn't listen, so I don't know if he talked about the recent SUPREME COURT ruling over CORPORATIONS, their right to 'free speech' and their right to spend however much damn money on whatever politicians they want...

I don't know if he mentioned it all... I hope he did.

More importantly, I'd like you to take a second and reflect on how much SAY you had in that decision. Where was your free speech then? Did you get to use it? And, if you could have (or did...somehow) do you think it would have made a difference?

The Dough-nuts in the Dumpster

I owe a man some money, but I didn't have it. Instead of killing me he invited my brother and I to partake in his massive bag of dough-nuts that he and his friend had plucked from a dumpster.

Later, after the stomach crept up on me in bed, I thought to myself "They have poisoned them to kill raccoons."

The best dough-nuts I have ever eaten.

Burn it down.

music is it good when good it is music

The Melvins are better than shit. So much better than shit that I can't stop listening to or liking them. They came before so much shit that is not is good as they will forever be. To describe their sound: seven trucks full of shit crash into a wall made of shit and it explodes into the most oppressive shit you have ever shat. Like, fuck all, I love them.

Find their things and listen.

I would also, for no real related reason recommend The Locust's Safety Second, Body Last, and the Coalesce and boysetsfire split if only for Vehicle.

I use this because it is free!

I know the FBI will see this...someday. Man, I sound like a serial killer when I say that. I'm not. I swear that the only thing I ever killed was my own idea-ology. Massacred that. Sailor's without ships aren't really much of themselves. Defined only by their hats or coats, right? I do nothing, and only nothing. I dream of doing everything. This culture of consumption is killing everything that we love. Not only that, but it is keeping us from creating anything. Our self-expression and individuality are all purchased and broadcast to us free of charge everyday. Pick it up or lose it. Pay attention if you're not seeing it. I am. I'm trying to stop it, and myself.

You'll see. Eventually.

Tasty, like saltines.

"Jesus died at age 33. But what he didn't do is forget his niggas."

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