3am, kinda sleepy but the longer that i stay awake the more the euphoria sets in which can be amusing. hey with all the stuff that i am doing on a regular basis this is sadly the only amusement that i can get. Does everyone do this or is it just me and i wouldn't doubt that others are asking the same thing.i decided to start posting for reasons beyond me i guess that i wanted to try something new. to get things out, be a little bit more verbal, but that is an understatement in this situation, i mean what could be more exposing than to put your thoughts on the internet, now unless your some sort of an attention seeker and hope to meet someone new than this must be the place to be. after all, what would most of these people be doing with this so called blog site, now don't get me wrong i think it is a good idea. i feel that i can put my thoughts out with total anonimity. now i am sitting here and observing these two spiders i found spider #1 is a daring jumping spider (phidippus audax)sorry don't mean to get so technical i just like details. and spider#2 is still unknown to me.
you see i have this habit if i find something (like the spiders) and i become extremely curious i go a little stabby and i research like crazy. sort of a hobby. tonight i was with some friends and watched the new kevin smith dvd with all the schools he visited and gave a q & aquite the funny shit. he has a great sense of humour and the inside stories with prince and some of his personal life were hillarious.it's 3am in minnesota and i want a camel.
by the way i am become a daft punk fanatic, i am not much of a music person, mostly a visual sort of guy
after all i am an "artist" .......... man that word is starting to lose it's meaning with all these wanna bees who
splatter some paint on a canvas or grab a camera and take some pictures and magically they are "artists"
it sometimes makes me ill when i encounter these vapid bloated mooching whores who take the meaning
that "art is anything" to the fucking limit, you see they have these invisible tentacles that feel for weaknesses to penetrate, so they can weasel there way into what ever social circle they please. and this isn't some sort of elitism i have no problem with people i just feel better when they are not around. ha ha (thank you charles bukowski for your great words) no really there are some people out there who don't understand how much it hurts others when they pull their nicely ironed fascades over their heads and voila " i am a ninja, a radioactive monkey, an artist or musician, or maybe even jesus?
hey you can never tell anymore. everyone wants to be something i mean if i wanted to be a fire truck i could always give it a try, but where would that leave me, what would i become then just an empty shell with fake dreams.
i know i blabber on alot but if youve read this far i guess what i am saying isn't that boring and that what i am typing is something of substance. i am at the end of the line. i will leave this as it is and do more next time
"we live in a world where sex is death and rain is poison, if sex is death, and you can't go out and enjoy a cool summer rain at any given time then there isn't much left but T.V. and relentless masterbation"
words of the late Hunter S. Thompson.
bye