It's been a long time, I shouldn'ta left you
without a strong rhyme to step to
think of how many weak posts you slept through
Time's up; sorry I kept you
thinkin of this, ya keep repeatin ya miss
the rhymes of the suicide plagiarist
So you sit by the 'puter with your hand on the mouse, soon
as you load it, pump up the... commune? balloon? brocktoon?

Back at the ranch now. Lots to update about. Gots me a job at a swanky restaurant full of server degenerates like myself. It's a good deal at a nice place working for seemingly cool people; so I've finally got a little cream coming in, and it's nice to actually enjoy my job for once. The little trip was lots of fun, even if Myrtle Beach was too windy to be fully appreciated.

Cereal commercials teach kids to crave drugs.

Halo 2 is too short on co-op mode.

Old school Spiderman/Iceman/Firestar cartoons with Stan Lee narration and brassy background music bring a smile to my face like almost nothing else can.

People in the food service industry are, almost universally, on mind altering substances and engage in relentless sexual harrassment.

Last Wednesday was right up there with the best days of the year, and one of my favorite days in recent or long-term memory.

I seem to be the center of the universe and the focal point for all celestial phenomenon for my subjective reality. Don't take it personally, I'm sure you are the center of your world too.

All nuggets dripping with crystalized THC and no nasty dirt schwag makes Doghouse a very stoned boy.

Morph just quoted Rob Schneider's "Makin copies" SNL character. That's the sign to go get food.

So... how you doin?