a list of capricious thoughts
Thursday, July 10, 2003
 
um... i decided to change venues. don't be angry with me bloggers
Friday, July 04, 2003
 
Fireworks Chaotic my dad calls it.
We gather 'round and spill out our minds
Into a bag in a box with a box inside
Full of explosives, colors and dangers.
One hit my mom,
Another missed my dad,
But i had fun -- don't be sad.

Tuesday, July 01, 2003
 
beware! this next post was written randomly and without reguard to anyone. this post does not reflect personal beliefs or hatreds and is, in fact, supposed to be satirical in nature. enjoy.


complete gnorbald

the story of the gnorbald is unique. they aren't human, but they look it. I guess the same way that neanderthals look human but aren't really. well, i suppose you could say that they are our cousins, but that's only if you believe in that darwin bull-crap. the gnorbald are among us and i think it's god's fault.

i know He's always loved us, but this time i'm pretty certain that He's made a mistake by placing such strange-indipendent creatures among us, lightning don't strike me where i stand. you have to agree, unless you are one of those mormons or a gnorbald yourself.

the reason i distrust the gnorbald so much is because they deny who they are. you ask, "you a gnorbald, eh?" and usually they say "no," or "not really," or "i think you are mistaken sir." I'm not mistaken, thank you very much indeed. there are signs to identifying a gnorbald and seeing him correctly.

first, they don't have false teeth. only old old presidents had fake teeth and old old people in florida. these gnorbald are crafty, remember? no self-respecting and cunning and smart gnorbald man, or woamn, would live in florida. so if you think you know a gnorbald from florida you are either wrong or that individual isn't really from florida or truly lives there. they probably have some simulated world that they escape to if they somehow do get stuck there though.

second, something else the gnorbald will do is deny God! what nerve. they see the sunset and the sunrise, yet they still disbelieve? incredible. are they blind to mountain lakes and the way that math just seems to work so well with everything and how the order that is our planet and it's surrounding brothers, how it all just screems "i am created by the hand of the master!" i'm not that crippled in the head, but the gnorbald are.

last good thing i can think to say when identifying the gnorbald is that they are self-preserving creatures. why? i dunno. if God asked me to give my life for a His cause i would do it in a heartbeat, maybe less. probably less. the gnorbald will go out of their way to avoid confrontation that doesn't seem to help anyone. "picking their battles," or some varient of that slosh and trash. you are right if you think that that immediately excludes palestinians. they don't even have a country and are too daft to be ammalgamated by some other land, or worth the effort for other lands to absorb them. plus, they are islamic. you know. not Christian. for all we know they killed Him in his sleep. well, scratch that thought, they didn't, that was the jews (and i have a feeling that a lot of them end up being gnorbalds when it's all said and done.)

 
“I like you”

Why are you being such a punk lately.
Secretive smile this, secretive smile that.
Then followed by some punkish action with a monkish fashion of brown robe and bald head.
I see what's going on around here,
And I don't think I like the looks of it.
President Abraham Lincoln once said something great,
But all he did was monopolize on the northerners hate,
For those that didn't think that slaves were a debate.
I agree,
Charlie Tuna is dolphin free,
but is it free of Cubans that find themselves caught in the nets of fishermen,
Eager to make a buck.
I think not.


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