i want everything

fur coat man almost got in a fight with security at the grand central market

something about i didnt touch those mangos.

security guard was all i dont care about any damn mangos

said problem is youve got a fur coat on and no hat

where the hells yr hat?

fur coat man said i aint got no hat.

so the guard said then get the f outta the grand central market

which resulted in a scuffle.

hi different stars

war stuffthere are things that inspire me and things that repulse me.

the internet is my girlfriend ands always beautiful.

my real girlfriends in africa and is probably making out with a safari guide right now

under the stars

as the winds blow dust from bible times

and animals f, chase, and eat each other.

she told me that erryone canceled on their safari except she and this rugged dude she met on a train.

which meant they had a tour guide all to themselves, a chef all to themselves, choice of the finest tents and rugs and bathtowels

even the beasts of the darkness came out to growl and strut and become the real life version of Lion King right in front of them.

of course she didnt tell me who she made out with, her traveling mate or the safari guide, but when im around her i cant keep my hands off her, i really wouldnt blame either of those dudes if they felt the same way what with all that crazy animal behavior playing out all around them.

plus arent the stars totally new and improved south of the equator?

how is that not romantic as all get out.

im the weirdest man ever.

i just want people to be super happy during life.

since we’re all gonna die

and become food for worms,

etc.

and forgotten.

 

adios february

in vegas

february was a wild month for this little piggy.

went to vegas and almost died. ended up winning almost as much as charlie sheen. then almost died again. good news is, rebirth is hot.

my boss up and quit. was that a win? more like a push. hes happier, thats all that matters.

went to san diego and acted a little crazy at the end of the month.

and it all started when gregg and i blew up the busblog at the beginning of the month and started fresh.

what will march, the Pisces, have in store for your hero?

probably a lot less excitement, a lot less fun. perhaps way more spirituality. a cleaner house.

a softer soul.

less pushing, more accepting.

prepare for this blog to be the thing that suffers.

one bright glint of hope: the truest returns on the 24th.