Thursday, July 31, 2008

Delivery for Mr. Biff


I told myself I would be doing some writing today. I just don't have any idea what I want to write about. I don't just mean this here entry in Splatter. I mean that I want to write a story but I have been feeling somewhat lacking in that department lately.

I haven't watched the news yet today so I am not quite sure what to be angry about yet. The news makes me angry. Because you see the stupidity of people, the heartlessness, and the cruelty. I don't like that kind of stuff unless I am the one being stupid, heartless, and cruel. Then everything is A-okay. Hell, given the right circumstances a little cruelty could be a good thing.

"That's what she said."

So, what do I want to eat for dinner tonight? Well, pussy comes to mind but I was looking in the pantry and I guess I am out. I need to hang a list on the fridge that next time that I go shopping I have to pick some of that up.

If you could have pussy delivered to the the house, that would end the energy crisis. Most of the mail population would never leave the house. You would just keep ordering in like Chinese food. No cars would ever get driven except by the delivery drivers who would either have to be women or gay. So then there would be plenty of oil. Of course there would be no one to do the drilling because like I said, all the guys would be at home, eyeballs deep in poon.

That is because us men are pigs. We want to eat, shit, fuck, and then lay in a comfortable spot while taking a nap and then starting all over again. You have to remember that. I do. I am comfortable with my with my male side. I don't let it dominate me...

...up to 15% of the time!

Random shit on my mind--I am getting tired of this set up for my page. I got to see about changing the layout. It's not that hard, I just need to invest the time and find the inclination to do it. I like a nice straightforward design. I don't like all kinds a gizmos and fucking widgets.

Which brings me to something else. When you put one of those fucking music things on your page--you know the ones I mean that turn on all loud--make fucking sure that it is one that can be turned off! Nothing will make me click away from a page faster than having to fucking listen to some shitty fucking song that I can't even turn off.

They say when you leave things plugged in but turned off, they are still using electricity and that you should should totally unplug appliances and shit that you are not using. Huh? Wait. If something has an off button, shouldn't that like turn it off? Off means no power, not working, dead. I can see if it's something with a clock or something like that but if I leave my radio plugged in and it's off, it shouldn't be sucking up the juice. Least that is what I think. Wait. Shit. My radio has a clock in it. Dammit. Nevermind.

I just heard two stories today about Christmas. One was how retailers are starting to prepare for Christmas now, in July, with 146 days left to go. The other was about how because of the economy the price of everything this Christmas is going to go up. Which means that retailers will be trying harder to get between me and my money.(Assuming I had any.)So don't be surprised if the decorations start going up a little early this year. So this year you can buy your Halloween costume and X-mas decorations at the same time. Which would actually save you a trip later in the year and therefore save money. Wow, it's almost like they are doing us a public service!

I think I am going to make some brownies. Laterzzz...



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