One day, his women ran off with another guy....

I don't really know what I am doing or why, but I can say I have a few questions.

Though they aren't the obvious ones and I also rise at a dilemna. You see, I have this philosophy that one should never ask a question one does not the answer too. Sure, that may not make any sense, but if you think about it, it does. No? Well, you are obviously too narrow minded to understand my philosophical beliefs.

Anywho. What I am trying to figure out is why do we want to live in the past? Do we want to hold on to our youth? Re-Live possible better times? I mean why bother with it all? What do we have these memories for? Why won't they just go away?

There you have my questions. Question I can't answer. Would you try?

It is the least important things that matter the most

Why?

I certainly don't know.

However, I can surmise it is because we either lose sight of the bigger picture or get engulfed in it.
All the little people seem to matter no longer. The little things are forgotten. All that is left is what is, with out knowing what it is, how it works, and what is really going on.

This has to change. We need to go back and think about the things that matter least, because they really matter most. Just take a moment to stop, sit down, and look around at everything there is and everything there isn't. That is all I can tell you.

By the by, don't bother looking to religion it only worsens the problem. There I said it.

Good Day....

Anyway, it seems that I am not myself today, because everything is going well.

Also, for those not in the know, Morbese is short for Morbidly Obese. It is a sick cruel inside joke at my expense. There back to reality.

Has anyone else noticed that somethings aren't as they seem. I mean take for instance children today: When you were a kid say 5 6 or 7 were you like kids today....please say no. I mean, honestly, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?

I give up on trying to figure that one out. By the by, Check out my Nation State, it is radically different.

Today's Sermon:

Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside...
But Baby, You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now

And we can pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside

Just maybe, like and ukelele
Mommy made a baby
Really dont mind the breakfast
Cause your my little lady
Lady lady love me
Cause I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains
Pretend like there's no work outside

And we can pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Aint no need aint no need Mmmm MMmmm
Cant you see cant you see
Rain all day
And I dont mind.

The telephone is singing
Ringing its too early
Don't pick it up
We don't need to we got everything
We need right here
And everything we need is enough
Just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms
Don't really need to pay attention to the alarm
Wake up slow, yeah wake up slow
You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now

And we can pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Cant you see cant you see,
You gotta wake up slow

!!! I've LOST It!!!

you know something? I have lost sight of my inital endeavours. I started this to be funny, irreverent, and most of all, unimportant and annoying. I don't think I have done that at all. I lost sight of the bigger picture.

Anyway...I am going back to my purpose, and stepping away from it. That is I don't feel like changing, so I am just gonna keep talking about whatever.

By the by, pending me updating, everyone have a great Memorial day weekend, assuming I don't update this crap hole.

Also for kripes sake leave comments, or at least E-MAIL me, I want to know what you think or don't think of this escapade.

Now for some closing remarks from some people I've never met:

We'll be singing
When we're winning we'll be singing

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink

He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times

Oh Danny Boy
Danny Boy
Danny Boy

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink

He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times

Don't cry for me
Next door neighbour

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down (when we're winning)

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down (when we're winning)

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

Fallen Friends

Well it is that time of year, I guess, and shows have ended.

Some for good....

Of those I just want to point out three:
1) Star Trek Enterprise - 5 Seasons, decent run, oversaturated....
2) JAG - 10 Seasons, absolutely silent, I didn't even know until the second to last episode...
3) Andromeda - 5 Seasons, can't say I didn't see that one coming...

Please a moment of silence for our fallen friends.....

Mwa HA HA

-----The following is unrelated to eveything-----

I HAVE DONE IT. THE NATIONSTATE OF WARBENEKAR IS NOW THE NUCLEAR TEST SITE OF WARBENEKAR. I WARBENEKAR III AM THE BENEVOLENT MILITARY DICTATOR. SURE MANY HAVE DIED, BUT THEY MET THEIR DEMISE SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY SO IN THE SOME ONE MUST BE HAPPY.

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What can I say? I have no stinking idea. Something is just off. This is all wrong. ......

Matte Finish Magic Tape

Well I was staring at the Scotch tape directly in front of me while typing the title. What can I say. I am just plain odd.

Anyway, I was packing up my stuff getting ready to leave for the summer and realized, I have all this crap, why?

For some reason we always keep things we don't want to throw away, why is that? Most of the stuff is pointless useless crap. It is such a waste of space. I can't stand it, but I live with it.

Blinded by the Light

[Chorus]: Blinded by the light
revved up like a deuce
Another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
revved up like a deuce
Another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
revved up like a deuce
Another runner in the night (fading)

Madman dummers bummers,
Indians in the summer,
With a teenager diplomat
And the dumps with the mumps
As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat

With a boulder my shoulder,
feeling kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
(pickup)
the calliope crashed to the ground

(chorus)

Some silicon sister with a manager mister
told me I go what it takes.
I'll run you on sonny to something strong
play the song with the funky break

And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the
weather charts see if it was safe outside
And little Early Burly came by in his curly wurly
and asked me if i needed a ride
(pickup)
asked me if i needed a ride


(chorus)

Bridge: She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it to the night
She's gonna make it through the night


(break with soul-stirring solo)

Oh momma that's where the fun is
But momma that's where the fun is
Momma always told me not to look
in the eye's on the sun
But momma that's where the fun is

(chop sticks variation)

So brimstone-baritone, anti-cyclone Rolling Stone
Preacher from the East,
says dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone
thats what they expect at least

It's a new grown chaperon standing in the corner
watching the young girls dance
and some fresh sown moonstone messing with his frozen zone,
only reminding him of romance
(pickup)
and the calliope crashed to the ground

(Chorus)

(Chorus and First Verse)

Now Scott with the sling-shot finally found a tender spot
and throws his lover in the sand
and some blood-shot forget-me-not
said Daddy's within earshot, save the buck-shot, turn up the band

(repeat Verse 2 "Silicon sister with a manager....")
(bridge)