I think of it like this:
When I was a painter, the Oregon Journeyman wage per hour was $18.00. That’s I.U.P.A T. unionized, and next to the electrician is NOTHING. They journeyed at $36 in 2009 when I became disabled.
Text messaging to me is like having to listen to mouthy Fred Flintsone’s goofy ideas all day about drinking cactus cola and watching go-go girls like I’m Barney. “Yes, yes yes.”
More pathetic is all the residual sappy needs of our orbiting vampire and succubus friends creaking down the crevaces of our Mentalville via our ear CANAL, impregnating our brains with alien parthenigenic one-parent bs embrionic dumb-crap-isms. Use the Today ear plug! Prevent those sounds from… well… that’s extreme. But people can and WILL talk about crap, crap crap… the more they read and let be born. I am pro-life, but all those evil ideas need to be processed and put in
Talk from the All-ball of intertwit…
It becomes more and more of less and less and less.
We’re having a bbq, wanna go shopping? Bbq after!?
“Aw man, a little boy got sick in Orlando today and had near fatal diarreah because a clown who didn’t wash his paddies put his stupid fingers in the chili… and LOOK! (THEY SHOW YOU THEIR DAMN CELL PHONE from a freaking MILE away from your dang INTEREST…) Here he is with a thumbs up.”
WHAT THE JAMBO?
WHAT HAPPENED TO MY PLANET!??
WE HAVE BEEN TAKEN OVER FROM WITHIN!!
Its time for a song
Sing it loud
Sing it strong…
CELL PHONES SUCK
THEY AREN’T THE ANSWER
GIVING EVERYONE CANCER
CELL PHONE TATTOOIN’
ON YOUR BUTT?
THATS JUST JABBA’S PHONE
LOST UNDER THE HUTT
A LITTLE REMINDER
JUST A LOOK IN THE MIRROR
IS SO MUCH KINDER
cell block four
Sticks, tricks and bones in the air
Someone burn the burning man
Give me a ticket
To the desert…
And then maybe I’ll care.
.COM. yeah… give it
I text… 5 people
I live, very luckily, downtown in a small town next to a city.
I have a library 50 feet away…
The Lamp of Knowledge lights up all night. Its amazing, stellar, to have skated 40 to here, 3rd story. Not owning, renting… and knowing what and who I am.
When I was a boy I had the G.I.Joe HALO jumper. H.a.l.o:
High altitude, low opening
Next to Boba Fett, I like him BETTER. I love the hell outta what that astrojumper did last year! Holy shit, anyone see how f***ed up that was the first 2/3rds drop at just under 1000 mph? I was thinking,
“How is he not Thanksgiving poke hot juicy fresh… or carbon?” And that dog was real good looking. Wow.
Yeah, I like to zoom in and slow down. I could… and did… write DEATH and TAXES in my Mustang’s front wheels…
by removing.. a thick coat.. of break.. dust. I cannot get enough of that horse. Augh. Snort. Mff. Agg.
Well… the PSYCHIC thrill of being unafraid of people as a very thin calling of the
b.i.b.l.e. warns against having
A spirit of timidity.
I’m not afraid of being AFRAID, J.F. flipper-doo K.!!
I am not afraid of fear!! What the hell???
JFK didn’t write on that.
Put that quote on men’s blue bathroom hockey pucks.
I’ll make it go away. Hahahah.
The only thing we have to fear is fear giving birth to fear giving birth to fear giving birth to fear. .. ……
How long do YOU ALL think
This Earth can go on??
How long can you go on right NOW??
*( casting evil to Gehenna requires an appointed time in a severe relationship to creator God. If its necessary for you or a loved one, I pray the angels over you fight. And I am in prayer tonight. I am just Andy. Crucially linked to the ex-Crucified king, alive her in Portland, OR. Pray your demons leave you. Jesus is over all and is beyond and above me. I fail to describe him. I am sorry if you find my words foul. Its a foul world often. The Lord Jesus be with you and on your feet, girls and guys.)
Fear? How about “Attend”?
Stand at attention to life,
nobility, things that are worthy and beautiful… stop what you are doing… now start again… that could be a million things. Do you do the old, start a new thing?
Are people telling you conflicting things? Does your barbur have a bad hair cut? Ooo. Watch that one.