Is this worth working out?
Is the gurth of your ship equal to it’s sails?
Do we stand a chance against the elements?
Am I covering the actions where my words fail?

At this point I realize why I don’t listen to Blink 182 much anymore, it reminds me of my best friend that bailed out on me. I share this with you because nobody reads this besides good friends. So more or less this remains my forum to be honest with my trusted group. I sang “Dammnit” when freezing my ass off outside on Sunset Beach during winter wearing a rashie and boardshorts. Course’ the alcohol and weeds helped but still I say that song served me better than all. Forget Sublime for the fact that I was raised with Blink and the two-tone scene.

Orange county is nothing more than a place unless you make it out to be something else. It had diversity between race, religion and classes. The only thing we do is reinforce that capitalist system.

Heather loved M&M’s so Im raising my glass to this track and I want be self-inflictive. Years back in ruination………..

Here’s to making the best of what we have.

Any asshole can piss on the floor.
Be a hero and shit on the ceiling.

I have a client that owes me a good amount of money but we are no longer working together. Thank God for that because he is the kind of client who wants $1,500 of work for $275. He got lower quality initially till I realized my name was on the work. So I beefed up the quality without compensation, then he back talked like the spineless cockscarf he will ALWAYS be. It doesn’t help his case that he has the writing ability, a vocabulary of a third grader, one known mistress and a newborn with his wife. A gerenal piece of shit I’m sure you’ll agree.

Now I browse Google for about 30-45 minutes each day clicking his sponsored ads until his daily limit ($30/day) is exceeded. I will continue to do so until the money he owes it paid to Google. At least some geek will profit from his assholish nature and sheer stupidity.

Christmas In December Society: based in the incident in Ithaca involving the theft of a ten-foot high plastic Santa on the roof, with flashing lights from McDonald’s.

Someone lassoed it, tied the rope to the back of a pickup, and dragged the damn thing off the roof and all the way into the center of town.

They left it there with a note they’d pasted from newsprint: “A gift to the City of Ithaca from the Christmas In December Society.”

Good, yes?

Skulking across the hotel lobby, wielding gilded boxing gloves, cometh Lack0Fdesign! And he gives a spectacular roar:

“For the love of carnage and discord, I slice through beating hearts until my loins find satisfaction!”

What is your battle cry?

though the seas may be rough, my tools rudimentary
I will stand for the coming day when our adversaries
arise from the valleys spilling into our homes
head full of ideals and limbs full of concern
I’d sooner share my understanding and love than bear arms
to prove a point well worn by my elders and family
carrying my humanity and this guitar to tell my story
I offer you my compassion and respect when weapons
are layed to the ground as arms raise to the skies
the sooner we act the fewer who die