random bits

i’ll just start this off randomly without reason or rhyme cuz the point of this entry may be to be an entry without one, point, that is, except maybe to kit (as opposed to kiss) which is something you might want to do if you want to do, i mean, care, even, so whether you let me (or yourself) know or not, thanks for being here and the fish thank you too, with reference to a favorite, 42, even, obscure as it might be to those who do not know adams about the universe, or is that atoms, in any case, cornfeathers for freedom…

just a little bit ridiculous
to think there are at least a hundred bits of babbling thoughts dribbling through my head at any given second and i only take the moment to let any out every few weeks or so, or longer, even...

maybe i ought to mobile tweet...

once
once i was in love

delusions
delusions are what happens to illusions when people no longer see their transparency...

idol sucks
it is not a show i want to watch anymore (actually did not watch it this week cuz softball season started up again)

deeper desires
I've got a strange relationship with myself

will the human who is not a sick control freak please stand up
but blinded by their fear, they do not see and worse, they expect everyone else to see their fear as the only way to see, their way as the only way to be... from the grand master plans of religious zealots to the singular psychosis of a mass murderer to the singular neurosis of an individual obsessive compulsive person to the collective suicidal insanity of the seriously delusional human race, their fear is death to life

sites i saw
ignobel awards

the most important human interaction survival skill in the physical world
do not to ask anything of anyone unless it is offered and then, accept what is offered only in an amount you can truly appreciate and most importantly, do not expect to receive what is offered... that is the most important human interaction survival skill in the physical world...

remember the garden party
sometimes the most intricately crafted nonsense can feel like such genius, or something like what?...

not a clue as to why or what but only i know and you could too if you wanted to (not that 70’s show, please cuz irony is it might be found on the tube once every few months even though mila has, in the past, adorned the laptop desktop (does that make sense?... does it have to?)… don’t hide your shine (bend over) and tomorrow i leave for Atlanta for a few days of business stuff (not for the food, it’s not new york or orleans, after all, and you don’t get a girlfriend with a sub unless it’s in your pants, so what’s the point of the ridiculous commercials if you take a journey through decades old music that mushes out the romantic in anybody (except some humans with poles they think are seats)… not that i’m cynical or anything…

the links will likely not even work which will either force a lot more work someday along the way or leave the depth obscured even more than these words might, do, even… bleary even meeting the night staring into the space between the stars, our ignoble hero takes a bite out of the possibilities of life… like the scattered pages of yore, we find random thoughts intermingled with profound thoughts with such alacrity that coherent understanding could slip like butter through the fingers of the surest magician you’ve never seen and if you catch ten percent of the references you are in the top ten percent of the perceptive of this world, humanity, that is….

and just who is ariel tweto, anyway, i meant tweto?... must be something she ate, or would you rather eat her, wonder which she would prefer, sometime ask, but first, find out who she is, i mean, after all, what’s the point, difference, huh?... itchy leg, bug bite or rash thing, too lazy to look down to see, but stop scratching fool cuz scratching just makes it itch more… like antihistimines…

being different
being different is not acceptible in our culture,

like a memory
oh so amazing the magical first site of love that I knew once upon a time and meg and dia she takes me back there from a distance, afar off memory not quite a fantasy (sometimes a fantasy is all we need, but not all the time) so once again the magic calls from deep within and I don’t make the time (what, fools rush in and that is why the things we do for {what’s that song, where’s that tape, love, who was that… oh, once upon a time)… just dare me to jump and see what happens :)

best middle eastern gyro
you can enjoy the best middle eastern gyro west (or east, for that matter) of the middle east mondays through saturdays at
The Mediterranean Deli
981 W. Fairbanks Ave
Orlando, FL 32804
(407)539-2650

tears
i cry all the time somewhere inside

useless warnings
requesting attention may get you some giving attention may get you more but look around and take care of your heart in this blog you will be torn apart cuz this is the anti-blog where i curse the hypocrisy of people pretending to care especially about me…


night
late as the night becomes deeper the music plays softly in the windmills of my mind and the dreams filling the corners sweep the scent of memories out of heartbeats and sweet whispers telling me life can be kind even after all the giving and the taking has left nothing and the working and rebuilding continues until the end there is one hope rising above all the fear and unrequited love and that is the belief in someone who will be my friend...

http://thevidme.blogspot.com/2011/02/wonderful-new-musical-toy.html

life is full of it
new spaces, having moved last week, and the background noises have changed... there's the relatively constant noise of passing cars and trucks as the expressway is just a hundred yards or so from where i sit, so that'll take a bit of getting used to... the place is a lot smaller, so the sounds are closer inside, whatever sounds there are (tv, pipes, cabinets, fridge, air conditioner, and so on)... tv has been more in the background than ever as interest has waned of late, the same old reruns and a few new shows but nothing grabbing me away from whatever else i am doing... and that's just the audible background noise...



this is incomplete...