Strange Fact Of the Day...
The trial proceedings for one of the co-conspirators of the gunpowder treason is bound in his own face. Or pieces of it anyway….
You can’t just pick up a sandwich this big. You have to study your...
People who change for other people enrage me for a reason unbeknownst to myself.
Would you have a wondrous sight, The midday sun at midnight– Kelli Dayton
Every Day Lesson #6
If you suffer from schizophrenia or acute paranoia, vyvanse is a bad idea: Vyvanse lists possible side effects as “new or worse behavior and thought problems, aggressive behavior or hostility, hearing voices, believing things that are not true and extreme suspicion.” Unless you like to add a challenge to every day life.
You know you want you some Burning Man LEGOs.
adverve: This unofficial collection has everything you need to bring your week-long desert debauchery to the sterile carpetscape of the homefront. More photos here, all photos via. This is definitely something that someone who has been to burning man would create…
Song of the Sandman
Hear me, oh sleeper My whispers of night Carried on dark dewdrops Dispelled at first light And with this evanescence A slight, fading bite Reassurance that your dream Will not bleach in the bright
My great grandfather was a blacksmith My craft is with words I forge them on paper Stoke my fires with adjectives and verbs I hammer my subject until it comes to a point I cool it with a counterpoint, a josh, or a slight Pinch of sarcasm, just to make it right With all those who will be slain By the steel of my ballpoint And then I can go to bed happy At the end of the night
This is skin you can wrap all of your arms and legs in an address that you...– David Monks- Tokyo Police Club
I’m pickier than even I thought possible.
I Wear This Mask
I wear this mask To fit right in Though my patience is wearing thin My facade is here To lure you in To take comfort in my benevolence My altruism My anchored carrack They make for me a trusted mask So when my prey For harbor pray They don’t suspect the dreadnought And while you’d say I spend the day Thinking on ways to help My machine-mind turns In...
Should I tell you what I’m thinking? A little suggestion, a little healing…
If my parents named me Charlie I think I’d let you call me Chuck So long as I got to call you Peppermint Patty.
A fair bit of prose, done on the spot. So a...
It’s three am and I’m awake again walking home my keys have stayed in my pocket where they belong and the red lights change to green ever so slowly As I contemplate this place I’m in ever so changing and It will change ever more until I reach My coffee table, its where youre sitting when I open the door to my rooms it would seem that I’ve done something wrong...
Flooding my dashboard with anon comments about hair merits an unfollow I think.
Love is the peaceful repose to my cries for war.
Every Day Lesson #5
Drunken quantum physics make more sense than sober quantum physics.
Does It Make Me a Nerd.....
If I say drunken quantum physics make more sense than sober quantum physics???
Song O’ the Day Considering the day today,...
Don’t turn my hope into a weapon.– Stephen Jenkins
Next Song O' the Day...
Red Star- Third Eye Blind. I’ll have to upload it in the morning, but in case you wanted to listen to it now, there you go. Google that shit.
Every Day Lesson #4
Always check to make sure the fountain drink nozzles are attached before you use them.