Ending Notes

     It's the anniversary of this blog. Three years ago I had some spare time, but that is in no way the whole story. Here's the compiled posts of August 13th, by Treat, aka Nemo. The unedited versions are still available, all I've done is made them easier to read chronologically, and linked parts of the same posts.





America sucks and adventures are not so great and rem albums are not worth collecting and i may contradict this in the past or future but this is my true opinion. I can never take this back. Furthermore treat is not greek and i think hes dreamy

Sop

This is bryan. I am being held hostage in a closet. Everything you have read on this since late 2008 has been the work of an imposter. He is keeping me here and the address is oh god here he comes send help

THIS IS REAL BRYAN I AM DOING BRYAN THINGS SUCH AS ENJOYING THE FILM DARK KNIGHT THE FILM NO CAUSE FOR CONCERN WHAT YOU HAVE READ ON THIS BLOG IS A FUNNY PRANK HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Disregard all previous posts i am the real bryan . A ten foot tall superman born in a cabin in tenesee, i am more myth than man. I am a mirror of what we all hope to see in ourselves

Pardon me while i wage existential warfare against my dissociated personalities

If elected as primary bryan i will exhibit such eccentricities as believing in space aliens and bigfoots

Congress of bryans is now in session

Congress of bryans resolves that fight club is a fucking rad movie

Congress of bryans resolves six more weeks of winter. It has been a poor day for politics

Congressman bryan introduces cats are fuzzy resolution. Motion is soundly defeated because in his own tortured mind nothing is truly fuzzy

Bryan can now think of nothing but cats

As his mind sinks further and further into delerium, his childlike preoccupation is the only solace from the darkening down of his mind

Congress now suspended, all that remains is the reptilian side of his brain. Society has created a monster

Fixated on cats, monster Bryan lurches out in to the world. All he ever wanted was to be understood, but now hugs from adorable kitties are unattainable. Cats flee his horrible visage. Sad and alone, he finds his way to a local zoo

For one moment he feels the warm embrace of the lion. The cruel machinations of society tear him from love once more

And as he looks over this great land from the folklorish status his exploits have attained, he feels a great emptiness. One to which nothing can relate

The shattered man realizes he has a new purpose now. The time has come to walk the earth

Every animal shall be liberated, every family vacation turned off the main roads, every soul-sucking job brought to a grinding halt. For this shell of a man saw what we could not. The truth we could not face, he bore down on with all the heroism this modern world could afford. If life was a void this would be the idea of a sunrise. Life would have meaning. Kitties would reciprocate hugs. This is the true story of this blog. Powers beyond our understanding want it to be silenced, but the world will know. For these are the lives, and these are the times...of a stupid ginger

Thank You Nemo! Again!

All of the props to Treat for showing me this video:

Also for catching a bat without looking in his bare hand. Just kidding, that hasn't happened yet, though it will, and it will be an Eulogy and an Epitaph. Someday.

Against Me!

     Thursday night was my second Against Me! concert in a year (just barely!), and it was much louder, much more punk, and was far more awesome. Treat and I took the Metro down, then waited a solid half hour for our tickets (whoops!). We went up and Treat bough some groovy red vinyl. Then, we got prepared by an aural onslaught by Screaming Females. We waited through the sound guy's, "Lettuce, Eric, Scott, Lettuce, Lettuce," and the man right of us informed us that, "If I violate you in any way, I'll let you touch my wife's boobs."
      My hearing was gone by Pints of Guinness Make You Strong, as was my voice (which caused Tom Gabel to sound like a pixie), which was probably due to using every molecule off air in my body to belt out the lyrics, and "sing along with every record, fuck that, every song!" There were a great many people who hopped on the stage and sung with Tom Gabel, I wish I could say I was one of them. Then, as the speakers turned off, I heard everyone's voices swirling around me, as I can describe it in no better way, and realized what it's like to be insane. As we went out of the door, some people were handing out flyers, I looked over to grabe one or two, and the person handing them out was Spoonboy! I shouted, "I love you Spoonboy! (It wasn't a robbery)." Then after figuring out how we were going to get home, I walked up and asked, "Does it mean something bad if 'Stab Yer Dad' is one of my favorite songs ever?"
     I never heard his response, and my ears are still ringing...


     In completely unrelated news, I bit it on my way to school today, but I am uninjured, and wasn't even the least bit angry about it. Further explanation in a future post.

Thank You Nemo!

This thing Nemo showed me inudge, which is super duper neat. You should definitely try it out, here's something that I did in a few minutes. It's not very good, but it doesn't take a whole lot of time and it is super fun!

Is a Title Really Necessary?

Lessons Learned from No School

    So, yesterday, I went to Nemo's house to jam out, knowing there would be no school today, and learned quite a bit.

• How to Walk in most any key.
• I'm better at jamming out on Harmonica than on Bass.
• How to play D, A, and E Chords.
• Bb Harmonica plus G chord progression on Acoustic guitar sounds amazing. 
• Harmonica plus Acoustic Guitar sounds amazing.
• It is really bright at One in the Morning.
• I am the supreme ruler of Middle Earth.
• Apparently no power means no electric instruments.
• Singing Bohemian Rhapsody badly at midnight is totally acceptable.
• I need to "Steal the shit out of my sister's guitar"
• "We need to go now."
• Cow Skulls are possessed.
• Having a summer able to be described by The Gaslight Anthem's '59 Sound would be cool, regardless of the fact that 3 or 4 people die, and your heart gets broken about 200 times.
• On a Red Planet near ours, Fatties rule the Space Prostitution ring, and therefore the government.
• Space Cowboy films are the epitome of art.

Pre-Thanksgiving Post Deal Time to Insert Random Words Into This Title Without Making Any Coherent Sense

     Well, I got new bass strings, which feel so much better than my old ones, so gaining the willpower to post here was kind of a challenge. So, I guess I will tell you what's been up, what's going on, and what's going to happen. You could say it's the three paragraphs of day before thanksgiving- dammit. I tried to make a christmas Carol reference there, but it was too wordy. Sorry about that, moving on:

     What's been up? Well, where should I start? My heart is like Samuel L. Jackson and Bruce Willis, and is Unbreakable, or at least to the extent of my knowledge. I found the end of a major sewer system here in A-Town. I've been living mostly on Ramen and whatever sandwich I can throw together in two minutes flat, and 2% Milk. I got a smiley face watch, as aforementioned. I memorized Invictus by William Ernest Henley, and recited it to close to the best of my ability for Poetry Out Loud. I watched Se7en, and part of The Shawshank Redemption, which I need to see (possibly future?). I ate my first Pannini at lunch today, and it was awesome. I changed my bass strings and used the old ones to make an army men zip line in my room, complete with helicopter banking up sharply. I made a Zune charger using an old Zune cable and an old Cell Charger for a phone that I no longer have, using only a butterfly knife and hemostats, and it works. I picked up some buck-fifty Halloween/Christmas lights at a dollar store, which was a great deal. I finally finished a game of monopoly, my first ever! I then crashed at Nemo's house, jamming on guitars and listening to music and debating over existential quandaries until four in the morning this weekend, and I made it through a day of school today, one filled with loathing and self-doubt and wracked with the pain and isolation of my pitiful meaningless existence.

   What's going on? I'm wondering if anyone got the Weird Al reference in that last line. I'm apologizing for making lists, and not adding any links, but I am really tired right now. Battling with ZoneAlarm for control of my computer and access to the internet, now currently realizing that it's just that my router is garbage. Back online. I'm working on making Dead Drop number four, but I'll  need more flash drives after this... I resisted the urge again to go onto the Facebook, and am determined to finish this post. I'm thinking about what to write here, and am just typing words and the occasional numeral at this point. I am dreadfully far behind on my homework, and am listening to Joe Strummer & the Mescalereo's Streetcore for probably the tenth time. This album is amazing. And at a lack of anything else to say, would politely like to ask you to dinner this coming Saturday, provided I am back in town. Wondering why "implore" seems to have such negative connotations, because of the similarity to "deplore"?

     Plans for the future, I'm going out of town for Thanksgiving, and need books to read. If you have any suggestions, I implore you to post in the comments. I am going to go to sleep soon, because I am incredibly tired. Hopefully I will get new pickups for my bass, so that it is super sexy, and good, hopefully. I'm the one bringing doughnuts to the party in Bio tomorrow! Hooray! Doughnuts! I am hopefully going to get new batteries for my camera, because I am out of that supply. Also need to get Inkheart, because that book has disappeared from my bookshelf. Drat. I, uh, wish I could say something really cool, but I'm so tired. I plan on just getting a bunch of army men, and having a super-intense army man battle over the break, and would like to get that Dead Drop done and set in stone. Hopefully, I've used that word so much in this post, christ, I can do all of those things if I just put in a little effort, the only hopefully is hopefully I can open up my heart a little and someone will return the gesture. But apologizing for that last sentence, that was Nemo's territory and I am backing off. Also, I need to fix my tuning peg, because as of now, my bass only has three...

    Well, thank you all for reading, and have a good night.

Sucumb

      So, through a clause or something on that competition that I hadn't foreseen and through Nemo's overwhelming persistence, one of the three slots on the competition are filled. I think it is a fluke, but based off of the overwhelming evidence provided by the movement of "A Road that Disappeared" to a top secret location, along with a new alibi. Then, this movement thing meant that A Road That Disappeared is, in fact, a new blog created by Nemo.

Dammit.

I Apologize That I am Incapable of Emotion

     So, Invader is a pretty cool dude, putting Mosaic Space invaders all over the place. I feel overwhelmingly like I should get one this. Also, I really want this book.

    In related news, Nemo believes that I should say this should be my new mantra, "Dear people of the internet, I will do something tomorrow that seems stupid and irrational, but have no fear, it is well planned out."

 What says you, internet?

Another Day

     Today, I hung out with Nemo. It was actually the first time in a while, and it was pretty fun. However, we realized that every time we try to go on an adventure, we just end up going to Barnes&Nobles and CD Cellar. Blah. That is all I really can say. Yeah. Well, the Decision snowman kinda failed. But at CD Cellar, I got Bob Dylan and the Band! And The Iron Man (Pete Townshend's Play!!) this week will have some pretty great music.

    I got a Lamborghini Hot Wheels Car!! Yes!I was always saying how I'd never seen any Italian-made hot wheels, but now I have an amazing one!
  
    National Licorice Day is April 12! Mmmm, Red Vines.

    Yeah, yet another day without posting those stories. Yeah, I know, I suck. The next three days! Mark my words!

Model UN

   Today there was a Model UN conference. Thanks to Nemo and Person #3, I joined the club, way back 3 years ago. Now, they're out, as are many of the friends I'd grown up in the club with. And, while that aspect of the fun is all but gone, there is still the conferences. You can't really imagine one until you've been to it, and I've been to too many to count. Earlier today, I was at a model UN conference. As usual, I wrote my position paper all of 30 minutes before the conference, and the Chairs said it was really good! Speaking of the chairs, guess who was one, Person #3!! According to him, I was going to win, the second third and fourth time they reviewed, but at the end I didn't, oh well. I can see the reason though. The guy who won, he was one of those really irritating kids, that you can't help but hate. He was a scheemer, but was really concieted about it, he had all his plans, along with his arrogance. However, in the end, we all bought into his crap, just so something would get done, so there's kis own little victory. From this point on, I'm determined not to let that kid win anything again ever. Also, I can see why Person #3 would be hesitant to award me the 1st prize, there is the possibility of a bias towards his good buddy Red.

      I do not like wireless internet a lot of the time. It is convenient, and allows portability, sure. But it is so much slower than Ethernet, and a lot of things just don't work. Bah humbug.

   Hey guys! To counteract the negativity going on, guess what! Daylight Savings time starts tomorrow!! Hooray!!! *Throws hat in Air*

SOLSC Day, What Day is it now?

Considering the joke-ness of yesterday's post here's a slice of my life:

     Well, the Dinosaur contest is finally over. I accidentally had gotten a sneak peek, so I prepared a somewhat mediocre Instructable, so I could enter the contest as soon as possible. I submitted it, only to realize that I was a day early, and January had Thirty-ONE days. Luckily, the project was accepted. So, with some picture advice from Nemo, I returned, and made my second one, which I am much happier with, especially the pictures.
     They announced the winners today, and I got second!!! Hooray! That's not to say that I think that my Instructable was better than anyone else, but the judges did, but the Instructables submitted were all great. I assumed that the one that won first place would win first, he made a freaking Chocolate Dinosaur!! His project was great, so, if LostRite is reading this, you did a great job! Overall, it just goes to show that winning first isn't everything, but taking the effort to enter the contest is what really matters. Life and Times of a [Stupid] Ginger, bringing you all the morals of preschool television (Bonus points for anyone that can figure out a decent anagram.)

     Nemo just asked me "so how much bleach DID you swallow?" I do not recall swallowing any bleach, I am confused. Can anyone give me a clue? Please?

An Average Conversation with Nemo

Well, I didn't really do much today, so here's an average conversation with Nemo, I hope he's ok with this, otherwise, too bad.

Nemo: NEIL YOUNG what the hell? William Shatner? Nemo: Presumed dangerous Red: NIEL YOUNG! Nemo: NEIL YOUNG. Red: You know wh was a lame president William Henry Harrison Nemo: a bunch of them what's a man with the big WHH? Red: A woman? Nemo: wait that's not a sentence I meant to say "what's the matter with the big WHH?" Red: Thursday, March 4, 2010 Fado - DC 808 7th Street Northwest, Washington, DC 20001 (United States) - Map (202) 789-0066 Set: 9:30 PM 21+ Tickets: $5 FRIDAY, MARCH 5 VACATION SATURDAY, MARCH 6 VACATION Sunday, March 7, 2010 98 Rock 97.9 FM, Baltimore, MD (United States) - Map INTERVIEW: 11:00 PM Stream online at www.98online.com LIVE WEBCAM Monday, March 8, 2010 The Quarter @Bourbon St. 316 Guilford Ave, Baltimore, MD 21202 (United States) - Map Set: 11:00 PM All Ages Tickets: $5 Other Info: 88 Rock sponsers Noise in the Basement at the Quarter @ Bourbon Street. Come check out the best local music! Fools & Horses Nemo: huh how are there other songs like the ones that aren't on that album you have Red: Well, you see I sgned up to get, like, 5 free teacks But the internetz hates me Nemo: teacks wait so what happened Red: So If you join thier fanmail They give you 5 free songs Off thier ew album But the internetzzz hates me Nemo: no typos here, no, I don't see any Red: Haha HOLY CRAP A BEAR http://www.ustream.tv/channel/kermode-spirit-bear-hibernating---first-ever Nemo: what makes it a spirit bear it's just sleeping somebody go wake it up Red: You first Nemo: k keep watching that stream, you'll see me in a couple weeks when I finish walking there and then it will be the first spirit bear mauling to be caught on film I still don't get why it's a spirit bear Red: Jesus In bear form I have no idea Because it's actually in a trance where it enters the spirit world So I saw this really cool program on the history channel Earth 2100 Nemo: that's not history that's the future Red: And I thought "Dammit all, Nemo was right, and Red was an ignorant d-bag" The end Nemo: yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay sounds really fuuuuuuuuuuuuuun Red: "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay" is a palindrome! Nemo: whooooooooooooaooooooooooohw oh noooooooo one of my army men has a broken leg Red: Oh nooooooooooo You have two options Nemo: but the leg is attached to the base, and the base is attached to the other leg so it's just kind of in place Red: Surgury, which involves fire, and the army man possibly melting/catching on fire, or making a cage and putting one of your dinosaurs in it, and feeding all the wounded army men to the dinosaur Nemo: hm that second one sounds good hey so are you going to that fools and horses thing Red: Which one? Nemo: the one you copy and pasted I guess like the address was in baltimore but then why else would you copy and paste it it boggles the mind Red: Oh I just put that up for no good reason Nemo: oh that makes sense Red: Indeedy Nemo: indeedily dokey-ly Red: Yep Nemo: so you should do the slice of life story challenge Red: ? Nemo: it is a challenge where you write a slice of life thing every day for a month and then you obtain great riches one of those three things I made up Red: Oh The challenge part? Nemo: yeah Red: Huh Nemo: there are assuredly great riches Red: I thopught it was, like, this writing challenge, where you had to right a 3 page story about a slice of your great grandchild's life Nemo: great riches in PERSONAL GROWTH yeah I have no idea why I'm doing it I just sort of am nah just a slice of your life I guess Red: Ok When does it start Treat: um two days ago you do it on your BLOG Bryan: WOAH Nemo: WHOAH Red: So LinkszZ? Nemo: http://twowritingteachers.wordpress.com/ I think you know this blog that does it? http://tswalkingthedog.blogspot.com/ Sent at 5:41 PM on Wednesday Red: huh We should start a band Nemo: yeah dude I just need to get an electric guitar gee-tar also when are we going to play simplified dungoens and dragons with dinosaurs and army meN? Red: HHHHHHHmmmmr 1 sec Sent at 5:46 PM on Wednesday Red: Hahaha! Sent at 5:51 PM on Wednesday Red: But 1 more minute Nemo: aw I don't want to read all of that Red: i'm looking for it... Still looking... Sent at 6:01 PM on Wednesday Red: Oh But those were the rules! Nemo: oh wait what put it back up Sent at 6:06 PM on Wednesday Nemo: ok this looks promising I may even read it soon anyway you should do the slice of life challengezzzz Red: I should In a bit Foist I'm making my blog more pollitally concious Nemo: !! Red: And by pollitically, I mean, Gingerism Nemo: haha I KNEW IT you guys are like the Black Panthers except racially inferior to whites Red: But this is serious man Wanna boycot south park?. Nemo: sure I don't watch it very often anyway I more or less stopped after the pee episode Sent at 6:14 PM on Wednesday Nemo: what is this what is this bar on top of your blag Red: It will make sense in a little bit. But now I need to do my enlish homework on the iditarod thong *thing Ewwwww How long was your jack london thing before formatting? Sent at 6:38 PM on Wednesday Red: Hello? Nemo: um what Red: Did you get any of that Nemo: I don't think I did a jack london thing Red: YOU DID PUNK I SAW IT Nemo: um okay if you say so I have no idea how long it was Red: Ok Sent at 6:44 PM on Wednesday Nemo: Also if you are writing a thing about Jack London I insist that it be titled Jack London Calling kthxbai Red: YES Sent at 7:25 PM on Wednesday Red: Ok Done Sent at 7:46 PM on Wednesday Nemo: okay time to CHECK THIS SHIT OUT Red: Have you reded my blogzzz? Nemo: I am doing so RIGHT NOW Red: HOORAY!!!!! *Throws hat in air* Nemo: what you have a hat Red: UM Yes And I just threw it in the air Nemo: can I safely emote: *snatches hat and absconds with said hat* Today we had our writing SOL's today? Bryan: Huh I am illiterate Nemo: kind of ironic, isn't it? today we had a test on how well we could write today Red: Just a lttle Nemo: I think I did really well today Red: You can quote this conversation Nemo: also Girls, you are too confusing. Just going to say it. I think that every buy ever will agree with me, even William Henry Harrison. Red: DAMN IT ALL Nemo: you know who was a decent president William Henry Harrison Red: For all of 2 months Red: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/WHH Nemo: huh, I guess the big WHH is also a theory of superconductivity THE LEGEND LIVES ON ...and an episode of "Lost" Red: So I unjustly criticized William Henry Harrison He was a pretty decent president, but didn't live long enough to follow up on that You either die a hero, or live long enough to become the villian He died a hero Batman can't do either, becasue he's not a hero He's just a professional BADASSSSSS Or, as gordon says, "He's the hero we deserve, but not the hero we need." But of harvey dent, not twoface, "He was the hero we needed, not the hero we deserved " Sent at 9:28 PM on Wednesday Nemo: wow is this what happens when I walk away from the monitor for a bit] I get a fucking novel about batman and william henry harrison well sir blow it up to 350 words and you have yourself a book deal Red: ! Pretty good, you? ! Drat wrong conversation Sent at 9:33 PM on Wednesday Red: SLEAP TIME Sent at 9:59 PM on Wednesday

Politically Conscious! SOLSC Day 1

      I've decided to make my blog more politically conscious, and by that, I mean Gingerism-Conscious. This is troubling, to say the least. The levels of hate crimes are rising more than since the witch burnings!  Here's a Google search for Gingerism, today, it has about 8,770 results, tomorrow probably more, the day after that, god knows. (What is this?),
Related News: I'm going to go and beat up these kids.

With that out of the way, I'm working on The Slice of Life Story Contest, thanks to Nemo's Peer Pressure. Here goes:

     Today we had our writing SOL's today. They were pretty fun I guess. The teacher whose room I was in kind of droned on when explaining the rules to us, becasue none of us had heard them 37 times before. I was tempted to write about Carl Sagan, (I don't want to say the prompt, just in case the writing police are reading this...), and then I realized that I don't really know anything about him. So, I picked Theodore Roosevelt, who is a pretty cool guy, I think. Starting off was a bit difficult, but it was easy afterwards. During the editing phase, I realized I have no self-confidence in my spelling, even though the vast majority of the words I thought were right were wrong. Go Figure.
     I bet you want some kind of lead up to these events, don't you? Ok, I'll comply. So, I was pretty tired after I woke up, and- HOLY CRAP I NEED TO DO MY ENGLISH HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*33 Minutes Later* Ok, that's done, time to continue with the story: -my mouth hurt (Braces Stink), so I decided to do 100 sit-ups, and took some ibuprofen. Things were better. I wolfed down my breakfast, and was about to run out the door, when I realized I needed Balto. If you haven't seen it, you should. It is a great movie, and if you don't like it, you are a terrible cynic who thinks that you are more mature than you actually are (Unless of course, you're an adult, but that doesn't mean you don't like it...). Before TA, I ran upstairs to my English teacher's room, and handed it to her, hoping we would watch it after the movie was over, granted, everyone in my grade would hate it, except for those ones that aren't Terrible Cynics.
     After lunch, we went back to our rooms, and began to work on a project that's due tomorrow, and the teacher turned on the TV, I held my breath, but to my dismay, the movie was not Balto, but, I got over it, THE END.
Yeah, I know, that's a pretty crappy slice of life, but that's all that really happened today. Tomorrow will be better, Tomorrow's always better (Huh, that sounded like I have some depression issue, I don't! I just have a bright outlook on life! It's remarkable how little those two coincide....)

So, my bum levels have decreased enough for me to post my various thoughts from my WRITING NOTEBOOK (See I am using it, just like I promised!) here:

• A while ago, in math class, my friend, sitting in front of me, pulled out Pokey and Gumbo figures, and a squishy octopus. I pulled out some dinosaurs, army men, and a hot wheels car out of my pocket, and when it was time to do classwork, he just turned around to "Work with us", and we just played with toys for the rest of math class, and did a little work... Our teacher walked up, and asked "What's going on?" My friend who pulled out Pokey and Gumbo responded, "Um, they're for inspiration, we can put them awa-" but before he could finish, our math teacher inturrupted him, "Good enough." and walked away. I love math class. Then, in science, we were taking notes, and I decided to build a ramp. I used my music folder coming down from my binder, which went onto my calculator case propped up on an erasor and my book, and onto the lab table. I let go of my car, it went down the music folder, hit the calculator case dead-on, was airborne for 2-3 inches, it landed back on the book at the right angle, kept rolling, dropped off the centimeter difference to the table, kept going, and 4 inches before the edge of the table, it veered left, and stopped. It was the GREATEST THING EVER. I just stood up in the middle of class and put my arms in the air "Yes!". Then my teacher made me take it apart, but it was definitely worth it. Definitely. 
• In english, we were supposed to write a paragraph in 3rd person limited, and due in part to a bet with the guy sitting next to me, I wrote 3 pages. I was pretty happy with the results actually, and hopefully I'll get it back, and post it on here. In fact, it's one of those stories I'd continue if I wasn't such a bum. Any encouragement? 
• Girls, you are too confusing. Just going to say it. I think that every guy ever will agree with me, even William Henry Harrison.
• Two (Really Different) Songs I'm digging right now: Walking on a Thin Line and Lost Cause. I don't know why, but I'm loving them. Also, The Nightwatchman, AKA Tom Morello (Yeah the one from Rage Against the Machine, guess what, it's acoustic!!) Is pretty amazing, if any of you have "One Man Revolution" I will bake you cookies if I can have it, I'm so in love with Fabled City. (You should check them out, or bug me about it!)
• This is one really long post. Thank you all for reading this far. Here's something to make it worth your while, and also my opinions on you.

Various Thoughts and Tomfoolery

Well, there is A LOT of snow out there right now. Yeah

Well, I've found Plan-It-X , and was browsing through their artists, and found my way over to The Collective Community, which I feel like Nemo would like. It has free music, a community aspect, and Ukulele!! Then I watched Jurassic Park III. That was 4 hours of my day yesterday...

Today, I found if you make it, and spent a whole lot of time there... It's pretty similar to CLLCT, but has more punk music, if not all punk music... Yeah.

So, because of those, I now have a couple hundred new songs in my library...

Yesterday was Bob Marley's birthday, and it reminded me of a conversation I had earlier, about how everyone is born liking Bob Marley, it's just natural. But think about it, EVERYONE like's Bob Marley's music, and the world isn't that mushc better than in his day and age, in some aspects it's worse, so, what could Bill and Ted really do?

I have defeated the batman!

Wordle!

AwWrdle generated by putting my blog's URL in, I really like this one.

(http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/1500810/Life_and_Times_of_a_Stupid_Ginger_)

A Wordle of Crazy Dude's Statuses on Facebook

(http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/1500792/Jeffrey's_Statuses)

So, Wordle is a great site, you should all go if you haven't already! The only thing that bugs me is that they claim copyright to the wordle's I create, which, granted, I'm using their engine, it just isn't right, but I like the site a little less, but still like it ("None the less" wouldn't really have worked...)

All images Copyright www.wordle.net

Various Thoughts and Shennanigans

The Donners threw the worst party ever man. Like, honestly guys? Jesus, get some chips or pretzels, or even order a pizza for goodness sake. Worst. Party. Ever.

So, there have been even more evidences of Gingerism these days, and it's honestly not funny. It's just people need someone to insult to be able to say anything funny, and redheads are available targets, because any other minority would get people in trouble, or require guts to joke about, obviously these people have none of these. Look at this for instance.

Shark or Mimic Octopus? You decide. (I think mimic octopuses are cooler...) Got here for more information and whatnot, and spam the voting box! Now go and screw up the democratic process!

Here's a sample from a typical conversation with Nemo:

Red: The donner part must have sucked

No music

No food

Nemo: who are the donners?

Is it one of santa's reindeer

Red: Like, it doesn't even have to be that great food, but even, like sandwiches would be good

no

Also,

did you see the Torainbow

?

Nemo: the torah rainbow?

Red: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donner_Party

Nemo: oh right

that donner party

yeah um

santa's reindeer is not proud of that

but he is glad to say he is drinking less

on average

the nervous breakdowns are getting less frequent

and that liquor store he robbed last month

was an accident

Red: Christ man

Remember that crismas when he tried to fly drunk

Nemo: My client has no comment on that christmas at this time

Bryan: It took a hazmat team 3 months just to clean up the intestines

No to mention the blood

Treat: All evidence toward such an event is circumstatial

Bryan: http://www.collegehumor.com/picture:1928502

Treat: victims were reimbursed and Silenced.

tornainbow!

why is it an inspirational poster

Bryan: ?

Treat: it is not inspirational, or ironically melancholy

Bryan: Yeah

Treat: it is rather, completely badass and horrifying

Bryan: Yep

Sp

The donner party

Treat: like a butterfly that is also a chainsaw

Bryan: Not relating to the reindeer

Must've sucked

Treat: But it's the only party in town

Bryan: So

Treat: anyway screw that you know what really sucks?

Singapore

Bryan: You could write a comic about it

"Man, those donners threw the worst party of all time."

"What?"

Treat: You go to jail for littering, chewing gum is illegal, and it has the lowest sex rate in the world

Nah, I think it would go,
"Donner, party of five?"
"Nevermind. We're full"

Bryan: "Yeah, the donner party, like, jesus, bring some chips and pretzels or something, or at least order a pizza!"

Treat: anyway singapore is like totally dystopian but real

Bryan: "....Yuo do realize what the donner party was, right?"

"Yeah, like the worst party ever!"

"...."

" they ad to eat thier parents because they got lost on the way to yukon."

"Oh crap."

Treat: "Haha I knew about that becuase it was in another comic"

Treat: and it should totally be a word

but anyway

GOD DAMNIT

Bryan: "Boom headshot"

Dammit

(Around this point Nemo elaborated on how he was going to rip out my intestines with a rusty nail, I have elected to not include it...)

Treat: THIS IS MAKING COMMUNICATION SERIOUSLY DIFFICULYT

DIFFICULT

Bryan: Two "m"'s

Treat: DID YOU READ THE PART ABOUT RERADDING, I PERSONALLY ENJOYED IT VERY MUCH

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHAT DO YOU THINK

HA CAPS LOCK AMIRITE?

Treat: HELLO ARE YOU THERE?

Bryan: Yeha

Treat: yeeeeeeeha!

Bryan: Bang bang!

I'll get you sherrif!

Treat: yell never get me gold! sweet sweet GOLD!

yeha!

so do you rerad MSpaint adventures?

Bryan: n

o

plus I'm playing tetris

5 minutes

That's about it, thanks for reading, sorry for not posting all of last week!