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10 years ago
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Replacement Monkey
Oh the things we do to ensure our babies comfort and sense of security.. we will see how this going. I am actually qite stressed by the los of the Sad Monkey.. though Monkey girl has hardly seemed to notice for the moment and has accepted the fact that he is basically in "Monkey hospital" and going to come home "like new"... totally going to hell for lying this badly to my children!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
AMERICAS ON SALE! (One of my favs!)
[america's on sale] ©2001 Alix Olson.
ATTENTION SHOPPERS!!!
attention 9 to 5 folk, cell-phone masses,
the up and coming classes.
attention sports-utility,
plastic-surgery suburbanites,
viagra-popping, gucci-shopping urbanites.
attention george-clooney loonies,
promise-keeper sheep,
stockbroker sleep-walkers,
big investment talkers,
ricki lake-watchers.
attention walmart congregation,
shop til you drop generation,
ATTENTION NATION!
AMERICA’S ON SALE!
We’ve unstocked the welfare pantry
to restock the wall street gentry
it’s economically elementary
because values don’t pay,
yes, american dreams are on permanent layaway!
(there was limited availability anyway)
the statue of liberty is being dismantled,
ten dollars a piece to sit on your mantle
or hang on your wall
by the small somalian child
you bought from sally struthers
sisters and brothers, it’s now or never,
these deals won’t last forever-
AMERICA’S ON SALE!
(restrictions may apply if you’re black, gay or female)
And shoppers!
global perspective is ninety-ninety percent off
cause most of the world don’t count to us.
our ethic inventory is low
because moral business has been slow,
the values-company is moving to mexico--
and ALL ETHICS MUST GO!
It’s a remote control America that’s on sale
because standing up for justice can’t compare
to clicking through it from a lazy chair--
Answer: jerry, montel, oprah
Question: folks who really care!
for a million dollars!
in this new mcveggie burger world order
where the mainstream scene has an alternative theme.
where national health care is one hundred percent off!
and medicare is in the fifty percent bin,
so you can buy--half an operation
when AMERICA’S ON SALE!
There’s a close-out bid to determine
which religion will win
all the neon flashing signs of sin.
the Christian Coalition is bidding high
shoppers, you ask WHY?!
who needs a higher power when you’ve got
the purchasing power
to corner and market
one human mold.
That’s right - Real family values
are being UNDERSOLD!!
And it’s open hunting season for the NRA!
there’s a special oozie discount-- only today!
Gun control?! We say--
Fuck it! Blow it all away!
Because inflation is up on the CEO ego
and power is deflated as far as we go:
Nike bought the revolution,
and law schools bought the constitution!
Tommy Hilfiger bought the red, white, and blue,
(a flag shirt for fifty dollars,
the one being burned is you!)
Marlboro bought what it means to be a man,
Lexus equals power- so get it while you can.
Maybelline bought beauty,
New York bought Rudy Guiliani,
Mastercard Gold bought the national soul
Broadway bought talent and called it CATS!
the Republicans bought out the Democrats-
they liquidated all asses in a fat white donkey sale-
now it’s buy one shmuck, get one shmuck free
in the capitalist party!
And there’s nothing left to get in the way
of a full blue-light blow-out
of the U.S. of A!
there’s a no-nothing back guarantee,
a zero-year warranty,
when you buy this land of the fritos, ruffles, lays..
this home of the braves, the chiefs, the reds, the slaves!
so call 1-800- i don’t care about shit
or www.FUCK ALL OF IT!
to receive your credit for the fate of our nation-
(call now! Interest is at an all-time low)
But hurry shoppers!
because america’s being downsized, citizens,
and you’re all fired.
ATTENTION SHOPPERS!!!
attention 9 to 5 folk, cell-phone masses,
the up and coming classes.
attention sports-utility,
plastic-surgery suburbanites,
viagra-popping, gucci-shopping urbanites.
attention george-clooney loonies,
promise-keeper sheep,
stockbroker sleep-walkers,
big investment talkers,
ricki lake-watchers.
attention walmart congregation,
shop til you drop generation,
ATTENTION NATION!
AMERICA’S ON SALE!
We’ve unstocked the welfare pantry
to restock the wall street gentry
it’s economically elementary
because values don’t pay,
yes, american dreams are on permanent layaway!
(there was limited availability anyway)
the statue of liberty is being dismantled,
ten dollars a piece to sit on your mantle
or hang on your wall
by the small somalian child
you bought from sally struthers
sisters and brothers, it’s now or never,
these deals won’t last forever-
AMERICA’S ON SALE!
(restrictions may apply if you’re black, gay or female)
And shoppers!
global perspective is ninety-ninety percent off
cause most of the world don’t count to us.
our ethic inventory is low
because moral business has been slow,
the values-company is moving to mexico--
and ALL ETHICS MUST GO!
It’s a remote control America that’s on sale
because standing up for justice can’t compare
to clicking through it from a lazy chair--
Answer: jerry, montel, oprah
Question: folks who really care!
for a million dollars!
in this new mcveggie burger world order
where the mainstream scene has an alternative theme.
where national health care is one hundred percent off!
and medicare is in the fifty percent bin,
so you can buy--half an operation
when AMERICA’S ON SALE!
There’s a close-out bid to determine
which religion will win
all the neon flashing signs of sin.
the Christian Coalition is bidding high
shoppers, you ask WHY?!
who needs a higher power when you’ve got
the purchasing power
to corner and market
one human mold.
That’s right - Real family values
are being UNDERSOLD!!
And it’s open hunting season for the NRA!
there’s a special oozie discount-- only today!
Gun control?! We say--
Fuck it! Blow it all away!
Because inflation is up on the CEO ego
and power is deflated as far as we go:
Nike bought the revolution,
and law schools bought the constitution!
Tommy Hilfiger bought the red, white, and blue,
(a flag shirt for fifty dollars,
the one being burned is you!)
Marlboro bought what it means to be a man,
Lexus equals power- so get it while you can.
Maybelline bought beauty,
New York bought Rudy Guiliani,
Mastercard Gold bought the national soul
Broadway bought talent and called it CATS!
the Republicans bought out the Democrats-
they liquidated all asses in a fat white donkey sale-
now it’s buy one shmuck, get one shmuck free
in the capitalist party!
And there’s nothing left to get in the way
of a full blue-light blow-out
of the U.S. of A!
there’s a no-nothing back guarantee,
a zero-year warranty,
when you buy this land of the fritos, ruffles, lays..
this home of the braves, the chiefs, the reds, the slaves!
so call 1-800- i don’t care about shit
or www.FUCK ALL OF IT!
to receive your credit for the fate of our nation-
(call now! Interest is at an all-time low)
But hurry shoppers!
because america’s being downsized, citizens,
and you’re all fired.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Fuck it...
Fuck you for putting me in this position
Fuck this tornado of a year
Fuck your passive aggressive fear
Fuck the unwelcomed tear
That takes a stroll down my cheek
Everytime your face takes a peek
In my mind I cant look away
Why wont you just stay
Fuck your self pity
Fuck the hole youve dug
Fuck your smile so smug
Fuck this rage
Its like I cant turn the page
All I want is to move forward
Fuck my karma
Fuck your self ritous drama
Fuck your letters
And you inability to say it to my face
You just wanted the space?
Where was mine?
Fuck your lack of accountability
Your spinless
Fuck you for not just saying so
I would have backed off
Fuck you just saying no
Fuck our history
Fuck your entitlment
Fuck where you went
In your own head
I dont care what you think
Now that your letting me sink
The the dark and solitary
Like the mine shaft and cannary
Fuck you
You pushed me here...
Fuck this tornado of a year
Fuck your passive aggressive fear
Fuck the unwelcomed tear
That takes a stroll down my cheek
Everytime your face takes a peek
In my mind I cant look away
Why wont you just stay
Fuck your self pity
Fuck the hole youve dug
Fuck your smile so smug
Fuck this rage
Its like I cant turn the page
All I want is to move forward
Fuck my karma
Fuck your self ritous drama
Fuck your letters
And you inability to say it to my face
You just wanted the space?
Where was mine?
Fuck your lack of accountability
Your spinless
Fuck you for not just saying so
I would have backed off
Fuck you just saying no
Fuck our history
Fuck your entitlment
Fuck where you went
In your own head
I dont care what you think
Now that your letting me sink
The the dark and solitary
Like the mine shaft and cannary
Fuck you
You pushed me here...
Thursday, September 9, 2010
OH! And work related...
Dear wonderful dedicated hard working co-worker:
This is truly bullshit. We all know it isn't true. I am sorry for the injustice that justice sometimes brings. Putting all the good vibes and energy I can possibly summon up at the moment to your cause. Those little bitches. They don't realize the long term repercussions their jealous actions could have. Naivety can be so destructive. Worse, vindication can tear down entire structures built to last. Anything I can do... Don't hesitate.
This is truly bullshit. We all know it isn't true. I am sorry for the injustice that justice sometimes brings. Putting all the good vibes and energy I can possibly summon up at the moment to your cause. Those little bitches. They don't realize the long term repercussions their jealous actions could have. Naivety can be so destructive. Worse, vindication can tear down entire structures built to last. Anything I can do... Don't hesitate.
Crossroads/Quotes 3
Funny where life sticks us at moments...
Stop guessing what will be the situation and new path in 6 months from today. Learned that lesson a while ago. Its good to be reminded at times.
"Anyone who has spent a few nights in a tent during a storm can tell you: The world doesn't care all that much if you live or die."
-Unknown
"Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm."
-Euirpides
“The wise man in the storm prays to God, not for safety from danger, but deliverance from fear”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
The last one is my favorite despite the fact taht I am not a god-fearing lady...
Stop guessing what will be the situation and new path in 6 months from today. Learned that lesson a while ago. Its good to be reminded at times.
"Anyone who has spent a few nights in a tent during a storm can tell you: The world doesn't care all that much if you live or die."
-Unknown
"Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm."
-Euirpides
“The wise man in the storm prays to God, not for safety from danger, but deliverance from fear”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
The last one is my favorite despite the fact taht I am not a god-fearing lady...
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Quote 1
Just ripped this off from another blog I follow... sorry. It felt appropriate for my life at the moment:
And in the end, the love you make is equal to the love you take
And in the end, the love you make is equal to the love you take
A long time since ive been on here...
With true happiness comes the ability to be struck by genuine tragedy
How did I fall so far?
What did she do to break down my stone wall defenses with such ease?
Was that even possible?
Or did it only happen this way in my head?
Though the sounds of solitude ease my nerves, something is still missing
Something to which I was previously unaware of
The burning in my lungs from too much nicotine and shooting agony in my lower extremities from not enough exercise as I'm steps away from collapsing down my 700 foot altitude climb through the some of the nations thickest most desolate forest terrain
My mind should be narrowed in solely on my 600 pound prey and the carbon rod mean to penetrate its heart yet she wont leave me alone...
I feel lost
Not because of the trail I veered from long ago or the lack of road which my memory placed hundreds of yards back
I am lost at the shut out I have fallen victim to
I am lost because for the first time I could not drown the emptiness and now, miles from another living soul, I still hear her
I don't know how to make sense of it
Too filled with rage to yell
Too heartbroken to cry
And too god damned tired to ask any more questions
I feel only fault with out the solidarity of reason
A glimmer of hope that time could heal would slow the madness ringing in my ears
Timing and circumstance play evil roles in a game no one signed up to play
Perhaps I fought too hard
Being more of a pacifist I am unsure where these lines in the sand are drawn and where they are blown away
My anger is only placed in a mirror and what business I had meddling in affairs of the heart
When my gut told she would never allow it to be anything more than temporary and why, for the first time, I insisted on total transparency
Resulting in a frightening awakening
A place I was terrified to ever come back from
Yet here I sit
Smouldering fire with a feisty chipmunk as company
Time moves so slowly I feel the need to run to see if I am moving at all
I keep waiting to wake up from this lucid dream
Reminding myself of the world around me
Spiraling down
Screaming at me to wake up
PAY ATTENTION!
The children need to be fed
Little brother begging for a visit in rehab
Mom needs an ally
Dad a hunting buddy
Friends fiending for a shoulder to listen and understand
Work left undone
Lives to impact
and I cant wake up...
How did I fall so far?
What did she do to break down my stone wall defenses with such ease?
Was that even possible?
Or did it only happen this way in my head?
Though the sounds of solitude ease my nerves, something is still missing
Something to which I was previously unaware of
The burning in my lungs from too much nicotine and shooting agony in my lower extremities from not enough exercise as I'm steps away from collapsing down my 700 foot altitude climb through the some of the nations thickest most desolate forest terrain
My mind should be narrowed in solely on my 600 pound prey and the carbon rod mean to penetrate its heart yet she wont leave me alone...
I feel lost
Not because of the trail I veered from long ago or the lack of road which my memory placed hundreds of yards back
I am lost at the shut out I have fallen victim to
I am lost because for the first time I could not drown the emptiness and now, miles from another living soul, I still hear her
I don't know how to make sense of it
Too filled with rage to yell
Too heartbroken to cry
And too god damned tired to ask any more questions
I feel only fault with out the solidarity of reason
A glimmer of hope that time could heal would slow the madness ringing in my ears
Timing and circumstance play evil roles in a game no one signed up to play
Perhaps I fought too hard
Being more of a pacifist I am unsure where these lines in the sand are drawn and where they are blown away
My anger is only placed in a mirror and what business I had meddling in affairs of the heart
When my gut told she would never allow it to be anything more than temporary and why, for the first time, I insisted on total transparency
Resulting in a frightening awakening
A place I was terrified to ever come back from
Yet here I sit
Smouldering fire with a feisty chipmunk as company
Time moves so slowly I feel the need to run to see if I am moving at all
I keep waiting to wake up from this lucid dream
Reminding myself of the world around me
Spiraling down
Screaming at me to wake up
PAY ATTENTION!
The children need to be fed
Little brother begging for a visit in rehab
Mom needs an ally
Dad a hunting buddy
Friends fiending for a shoulder to listen and understand
Work left undone
Lives to impact
and I cant wake up...
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