Techno-whore

 I have one of the first PSP's to hit the US market and I am frigging addicted to it. I fear it will steal the writer within me. I thought my iPod opened up a world of techno-euphoria. PSP is a glowing happy ghostland unto itself. I rock in Twisted Metal.

Yonder

      Please read it all. Epiphenomena I'm also struggling to understand the pencil point spotlight meaning of an epiphenomena. It's supposed to be the visible consequence of an overall system organization. Your name is Ann. Your name is Sam. Your name is Joe. Your name is Erin. Your name is Katrina. Your name is Baba Boohey. You all have DNA. Nowhere in that DNA is your name, your identity. Your perception unto the universe. Yet here you are. Your numbers add up to something, but it ain't your name. What does your DNA add up to between the point of birth and society? My epiphenomena is playing out hilariously because I live alone with a 20 pound cat named Lefty. How is your's playing out? Balance I am in a revolving door between substance acceptance and abuse. Kinda like tilted between floors in an elevator, and no matter which floor you crawl unto will be a spectacle. But with a story to tell. I heart Vermont Anyone else have Vermont beating Syracuse in the tourney? I did. Hee, hee, heee.... Flux My state of mind is in one of those flux motives. It's combining with anxiety to create monsterish amorphisms. I am between sanity and the need to remain sane. I'm reading about time machines, black holes, consciousness, bullshit, light and dental floss. My NCAA bracket is in a Jenga-esque balance. For some reason I find calm in Lou Reed and a mental mp3 of Fleetwood Mac's "Sara" that I saw on VH1 Classic the other night while on Xanax and Nyquila. I'm still uncomfortable in this blog. I feel like a tool opening a 2nd blog when everyone else is either on their first or third. Quantum slogans Gödel’s incompleteness theorem is buzzing my brain. Can any one prove that “P” is not provable using the given axioms? Apparently not. This throws every thing into whack. Quantum slogans are next. Cool. That might make writing easier. Or harder. Or too complicated to tell the difference. Bodes well for catchiness, nonetheless. Yippie. Third leg of the exact sciences Anybody else up on Godel's incompleteness theorem? It's been kind of throwing me out of wack all night. Timeline I am fascinated by chronology.

Dork

OK,  so blogger.com is lame. Following are are a few of my entries. My tail is between my legs.

Bye

Good night!

Blog initiated 12/18/03. Truly began 3/2/04. Ended 3/12/05. 375 days. How far have we progressed in 375 days? I’ve ricochet, bull rushed and sprinted to the top of a high hill. If you liked or hated or just casually dipped your toe, you might just find me at some place of my invention called Perpetual Notion Machine. I will actively seek out my fave friends and contributors as I get solid in my new foothold. By all means seek me, as I will inevitably you. In any event, to be continued...

PNM

Good bye. See ya'll at PNM.

Out of the blue

Snow is hampering my ability to jump ship. Can't seem to garner the hardware or free mind to transport myself from here to there. Not that any care. For it's rare to dare the listless fanfare unto a new lair. Thin do I ware?

These events only happen in certain parts of America. Usually in the states where at this time of year, one is rarely bare. Further south, you'd find me in palm tree-patterened underwear.

 

Doctor's warning

 

Woke up in my clothes again this morning

Don't know exactly where I am

And I should heed my doctor's warning

He does the best with me he can

He claims I suffer from delusions

Yet I'm so confident I'm sane

It can't be no optical illusion

So how can you explain

Shadows in the rain

And if you see us on the corner

And we're dancing in the rain

I join my friends there when I see them

Outside my window pane

Shadows inthe rain

Woke up in my clothes again this morning

Don't know exactly where I am

I should heed my doctor's warning

He does the best with me he can

 

Practicing?

It was fun practicing blogging with y'all. I promise to bring my bests to the next one. My BIGGER! BETTER! MORE CREATIVE! NOTICED! AS IN ON THE MAP! AND NOT IN THE LEAST HYPERBOLIC! blog.

Tumbleweed

This ol' blog is getting dusty.