Dr. Enigma

Sitting in the shade of the trees,
Wishing that he didn't have fleas,
Depurifying the spring time breeze,
Dr. Enigma is not one to please.

Gobs of spit and wind chimes, boylinf curdles of cheese in my backbone, dots where the farmer tore me and a vein that won't go back in. SLiping to the wall made of plugs, hey look it's a wheelbarrow. have some fun with the flash, it's a doozey!

Buy The Information

buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, new round, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information, buy the information,

Question

on a scale from 1 to 10 (10 being worst) how bad is it that I've lost 9 pounds in four days with no exercising? Starting to get scared.

Lucie... their tales are hanging out of your pockets, and their tales arn't small....by any means.

I TOLD YOU LEO!!!

Those crabs I told you about are called japanese spider crabs, heres what I found on these foul creatures you thought I made up. Macrocheira kaempferi has been known for attacking people, but there have been no confirmed fatal attacks.

This is Hallerouse, possibly even to those of you (Lucy) who won't get the refrence.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ch4b7Jjao-I

Tid-bit Prime-it

Just a short funny that i thought I'd share with... I guess christian, I don't know if Lucy like's Primus.....do you? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EqeIfAmLZfk

hmmm

Wow.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APVgugebngQ&mode=related&search=

Ever rub noses with a shovel?

Now When I see some people I smell and tast Citruss/Clemontines(thier juice mostly)

Falooza and Cosbies

Becouse I have such a great love for "House of Cosbys" I whent on a quest to get as much stuff related to it's greatness as possible. As such I found a couple websites by the groups who collaberated to make "House of Codbys" my favorite being by the guys who did the music. So check these guys out now:
-http://www.falooza.com/
-http://www.comicsacrifice.com/

I aint gonna advicate aging

Tada!

Let's See....

Let's see, could it possibly be that we nee a cleansing? Not of the racial genocide, but rather simply just a good cleaning of our selves; the people we are, and what we stand for as individuals. Have we lost our innocents through exposure, or is it that we let the exposure dwindle our child like tendencies. Let's all consider things not from a perspective of another being, but rather the unknown that hasn't been chartered in the minds of a mortal. We rely on posetions to the extent that we require others to keep us from being lonely. Which I can understand, spending nights out meeting ol' pals and catching up with a Mellon collie tear in your eye. WE shouldn't need this bitter-sweet satisfaction, but we do need a new perspective. A more progressive view that offers no expansion knowledge-wise other than you are capable of regaining happiness through simple acts that don't need to defend themselves with in-depth purpose rather than just to provide joy. Think about filtering all the reality around you, and looking at reality as if it were a child’s story. Unnecessary, and yet possibly the most relevant and required perspective in these harsh times that are in need of a good slaphappy laugh that has no punch line to cue it. Look at the spectrum in a new light, and consider that we don't need all this, just simplicity that can provide imaginative thoughts that would put any overexposed scientist or theologian to shame. Just smile once in a while, for no reason except that you are happy for a reason just as unexisting.

CALLING ALL OF THOSE WHO KNOW BROWN DAYS!

I'm looking for some people to write in what they know or whant to know about the theory of Brown Days. Spread the word, for I'd really like to hear some thoughts on it and mabey get some sureabral fluids flowing, get some ideas jotted down, and I'd like to use it for the purpose of plaigerizing or collabrotive work on a number of projects I'm currently planning. I whant to know music, imagery, beliefs, personal connections/expieriances, and anything else you got! Please spread the word to anyone/everyone you know who can/could participate! Thanks... w/out doller one to spend..... and a home comming queen.

Take it from the forgranted

IT seams to me that we need to observe what we are submerged in. These modern times happen to be the views held withen frames of great vistions. This surreal enviromeant happens to shelter perfect displays of what can happen when modern industies colide with the natural beatuy all around us. Keep in mind that the world should be viewed as more than what it appears to be. The vast amount of beuty which we take forgranted serves as some of the best reminders as to what life in a Brown day is and can be. We need to respect the detials and wabbi-savi aspects of our wonderful and atmospheric sights. Please observe the connections between pleasure and the place where it takes place, for in retrospect it will be the sight of some of your most uplifting and positive memmories.

Corn

When you were a kid did you ever put corn over your teeth and act like a pirate or a pimp? Did anyone here ever concider as a child exactly what time was? Was anyone ever better off as an adult? And why does it have to require a mature adult to allow children to exist? Why is it that we can't maintain our youthful innocence? Why do we neglect the pure joy which could be found in virtouly nothing as we get older? And why does it seam that I've never really grown up? Why do we concern our selves with the most minute aspects of our imperfections? Does anyone take the time to just play a game anymore? Why is it that we can't concider a child's imature nature as something far more brilliant and inspired making it far more mature than discussing important matters? I really don't whant any negative feed back, but I was thinking about human ideas of what was good. And I in all honesty just what positive notes from both of you. O, and just so I can figure this out besides Lucy and Christian (unless they wish to perticipate) leave a comment if you actualy even visit this blog-o-my'n...you know just for shits and giggles.