out of the ashes...

id like to revise my previous post.

black president, saints in the Superbowl; and my job burned down. strange times, rapture next; but mostly just WHAT THE FUCK? and to top all of that off, Gary Colman is in jail again. i can only shake my head in dismay. its enough to make you say:

"what 'chu talkin' bout god!!!"

you know, not in a "why has thou forsaken me" kind of way, but just like...."hello? is anybody driving this thing?" whats next? a super tragic earthquake in Haiti? oh wait...that fucking happened too. i think the pilot had a heart attack. tragic when life's randomness is comparable to "airplane". at least that was funny though. surely you cant be serious? yes I'm serious, and don't call me Shirley.

and once Mr.Colman makes bail, i would like to invite him and all the rest of my fellow passengers to join me in embracing this random world; where things we never thought would happen happen everyday. roll with it. tomorrow I might just wake up and drive to Hawaii instead of work. what you mean i cant drive to Hawaii? if Holiday inn can hire human bed warmers i can drive to Hawaii. don't tell me what i cant do. just sit back, shut the fuck up and don't touch my radio. I'm driving now.... unless Gary wants to.

Wow. First a black president; now, saints in the superbowl. What strange times we live in. Surley the rapture must be next.

Hello future.
The idea that life is suffering, that we are put here to endure trails and tribulations in hopes of attaining some reward is a myth; perpetuated over the eons by the 10 percent. We are put here to be happy. Period. You only have to let yourself. There is no second or third act. That's the movies. Stop waiting for something bad to happen to you or it will. This is real life and there is only now. Be here...