green day, take 2

okay...I apologize. You see, when my Mac was attacked, I acted irrationally and,well...I hadn't thought about the following:


The Fairies


The Woodland Creatures


And most of all...the struggle the Captain went through for our rights, and the earth today.


I apologize. Green Peace just really rattled my tail feathers (not to be confused with Nelly's Shake Your tail Feather, summer 04).
Lets go plant a tree or something. Wait...its bed time in the Chi.... how about tomorrow? I'll have my people call your people.

oh yeah, green day.

Ummmmmmm. I myself like the earth. I like the idea or organizations for the earth. But dont you dare start slandering my buuddy k1el for being a good friend. After all...I love him. F*ck you Green Peace.



Now excuse me as I label all of my Styrofoam cups "land fill please", duck tape my 6-can plastic holder back together (I'll get you ...seagulls) and not turn off the faucet while I floss.

Go ahead and mess with Ogily's Dove spots...but you leave Mac out of this. Your turning into PETA green peace.....PETA!


P.S. Yes, my macbook has a name. I mean...if yours doesnt, you just dont know how to love.

P.S. 2 Make sure you hug a tree today. SYYYYCKKK!

fierce.

say what you will, this is fierce.



And funny.

art say what.

Humerous pessimism never goes out of style. its just art, mang.

ryan jacob smith.

a movment is stirring.

Jessica Rabbit. Smokin hot cartoon from my boyhood- before I even knew that girls were made to turn men on and then ruin all their hopes and dreams- I knew she was something nay, someone special . I had, a crush on Jessica Rabbit. I admit it. Who didn't? She was the way too hot girl friend of a crazy cartoon rabbit. Singer. Sex kitten. Damsel in distress. It was all relatively simple. But now...she has been made into.....a real person. And...well, its kinda not right.

Nerd tendencies, some real photo shop talent and a lack of a social life has this guy sitting in his basement turning cartoons into real people. And I want it to stop.

This NERD is seriously putting a damper on my life. He is whiting out all of my good memories. Jessica Rabbit, is at best...suppose to be a cartoon. A soft spoken, smoldering temptress. By turning her into a real being...you are making her susceptible to reality. And by reality...I mean, girl things like...bitchiness and periods and having to put make-up on (as oppose to always having it one), and 3 hour phone conversations about "where this relationship is going" and...all that mambo jambo.

I need those memories of perfection. Princess Jasmin. Cammy and Chung Li form Street Fighter. The Princess from Sleeping Beauty. All of Sailor Moon's hot friends (sans Sailor Moon). Rogue and Storm from XMen. Minnie Mouse's slutty cousin Mertha Mouse (totally made that up); if only there was a JLo cartoon when I was a kid to add to the list. You are picture of perfection. And the only hope I have for finding perfection.

This man is killing my dreams. Men of America, he is killing your dreams as well. And above all....he is creeping the sh*t out me. That's why I am starting a new group MAROHC (Men against the Realization of Hot Cartoons)- "of" and "the" dont count as capitals right?

Move over NWRA and NAACP and...the Masons. Theres a new order in town.

(insert dramatic music here)

Nerd down.

a poet. and no one knows it.

I accidentally ran into the show Ms Rap Supreme (head cock to the side) on VH1. I thought I was over the "ignorant tv" shows. But, when I saw rap star Khia, I immediately stopped, looked and listened. Apparently, a bunch of girls are put into a house and there is a contest. And there is rapping. I mean....I thought Khia was already famous, but apparently not. Here's a little snippet from the show.


I dont know about you...but "classy" is the first word the pops into my head. Anyway...Khia was eliminated last night, after 2 whole episodes, so there is no reason to ever watch the show again (except to find out exactly what this is). So...I wanted to pay her tribute.


That's her best work, in full. Khia...we will miss you dearly.
From her myspaceblog... (please note, celebs dont handle thier on myspace accounts, Khia does)

"I am Miss Rap Supreme!!!! The Queen of this shit because I hustle and grind and
I’m still climbing past the top. Not forgetting who I am or where I came
from!!!!!! I want to help free the ghetto, not run from it, leaving my people
behind!!!! Hoes be real!!! I’m just too real for you bitches!!! Not Hollywood, I
made it out my hood! I represent struggle and success!!! By any means…..
NECESSARY!!!!"

If you want to hear her ways of thinking behind being on the show...click here. It really does make alot of sense, going on a show for amatures, only to loose in the second round...yeah, word...thats real publicity.

And we will end it all on Khia's mugshots. She is always the bell at the ball isnt she?

coffee

Those were the days. Now women want you to make your own coffee.

That's why yall cant keep a man. yeah.....I said it.

cheezie.

I laughed really hard at this. Infact...I laugh everytime I read it.

Low point of my life or High point?
you decide. in your head.

"ive got Meth in my pocket"

How exactly does one totally f*ck up their career in one foul swoop? I mean, its not hard. You could guess. Be a part of a radical Islamic movement. Have your history discovered as a transgendered male. Being video taped caught in the act of fulfilling a closeted passion of pushing toddlers into the street when no one is looking. All of these are good...but it takes some special CNN flair to go out like this guy...Richard Quest.

Rick was found in Central Park after closing time with a male friends...3:40am. The cops were originally going to arrest him loitering...but then they found other things to inspire them. He had a rope tied around his neck which attached to he genitals. He had a sex toy in his boot (?). When searching him, I guess he thought admitting to having Meth in his pocket would throw them of his sexual deviance. "I have Meth in my Pocket," he helpfully told the cops as he was being arrested.

And here we thought the gray hair stud, Anderson Cooper was hiding something. Nope, it was the loud mouth nerd who was trying to get his freak on...in a serious way...in the woods. I don't understand why famous people do these types of things. If I was famous...and I had a fetish, that secret would go die with me. The whole meth thing......eh, I mean, its what the kids are doing now a days. What I want to know, is how the quest family is taking this. I know Bandit doesn't take to well to the gays. Luckily, Bandit is just a dog.

P.S. If CNN is getting freaky like this, imaginehow the anchors at BBC get down?

first thought ads

I put these up here for you copy writers. I know most of you come from a journalism back ground. Do you think the Martin Agency really hits home here? The News Museum focuses on history and craft of news.

Horrible photoshop aside.....taking one thing and putting it somewhere else isn't a concept. It doesn't have the breath of creative and surely doesn't reach any particular audience. And the tag..."Where news comes to Life"....you might aswell say "Paper, where words are written" or "Museums, where things are" or "Washington, where people live."

Whap whap! Why don't I have a job?

two steps back.

Im not even going to say what I want to say about this video entitled Poak Chop. I am hurt...to the core of my soul. I hate the south.



Ladies...thats a drag queen right? :::WARNING::Large woman in yellow t-shirt? Never ever again find your self dancing in front of a video camera...this a warning to you. I've officialy added you to the list. Bad things could happen.

Ughhhh, I gotta go to the gym and work out my disgust.

pimp my pope.

yes sir, the Pope is a pimp. Now I know for sure that he was partying like a rock star in the states....check those fly red pope shoes. I can say nothing else the well captioned picture doesnt already say.
Im not to sure about the white socks though.
Via Crunk and Disorderly.

iron man.

its just that type of day. No ad stuff. Just a lot of gossip. But I figure since I have been pushing my movie opinions on you like the NAZi regime...I would give you some actual brain food to back it up. Here are some stills from the upcoming Ironman Movie.

Giggty Giggty Giggity.

The answere is yes. Yes, you can come see it with me.

my addiction.

good monday. i havnt said that yet.

so, Ive been doing some self evaluation. After a fairly entertaining weekend, I left for "work" this morning bright and early. It was a nice morning and I even got a seat on the train. And as I sat there riding backwards in a single seat (single seats are the best thing ever invented by transit) I could not help but to think about what my first blog topic here on this lovely site. Would it be the fight that escalated between roommates to the point of fisticuffs or the 32 chicago shootings this weekend and how I happened to venture to the south side when they occurred or my horrible decision to give a cousin my email = at least 3 forwarded emails a day or would it be the "stop snitchin" baby bib I saw on the morning news (a must have in my opinion).

I don't know if you've noticed, but I have severely dedicated myself to blogging in the past month. I have written / organized/ researched over 100 blogs this month....and I still have 10 days to go. Not to mention that I don't blog on the weekends. And while this might incriminate me...as far as my doings and accomplishments at my current "job", I cant even say I feel sorry about it.

But why.....why my sudden interest in creative online personal output? I mean...I am in no means or form, a writer. What is inspiring me to sweep through the Internet, current events and my life and relate them here in an entertaining form and fashion? Is it me lack of an truly enthralling life? Am I clutching to the last form of creativity in my current state of affairs as I slowly turn into a boring left brained office robot? Is this just an outlet of sorts for me to be who I truly am when no one is looking? Or am I just another vain ass hole who thinks they are interesting enough to sculpt a small nation of reading followers?

I dunno. I just thought I'd share.
Just read and enjoy...I'll get back to you with an answer one day.
That's not a promise though.

he's just so damn sexy.

i really want to listen to what Hillary and McCain have to say. Like....really. But Obama is just so darn appealing.

I just had to get this off my chest. He is like the Brad Pitt of politics. The top model of presidential candidates. The Ms Texas of....the world. I just want to vote the sh*t out of some polls right now. Gosh!

P.S. If you are running for the Democratic vote...sometimes you gotta, Brush your shoulder off. Jigga wha...jigga who.....

He is so damn hip.