A Whole New Road to Travel (a "Good News" story to follow. . .)

Fuck You --unknown (2006)

One of My Pimpin' New Rims

Happy Anniversay!!!

Dear pResident Bush,

I just wanted to say thank you for killing almost 2,500 of our own sons and daughters, over 30,000 people in Iraq and for completely destabilizing the region. Oh, and thanks for the civil war which I predicted(see third paragraph, last sentence) long ago.

Please stop starting wars and killing people. I'd really appreciate it.

Thanks,

The Wheel

PS--I hope they take you to the Hague as a war criminal for what you've done to Iraq. You have destroyed the America that once was great.

PPS--I wanted to post a gruesome picture to remind everyone, but this stupid Mac computer program won't let me post images. I'll try to get some up later.

A Serene, Uphill Battle(captured at my family's house in Vermont)

The Cabin: Barnard, Vermont (from a few weeks ago)

I Need to Get Some Pictures Up

I'm off, in search of the ellusive perfect photograph. . .

(UPDATE: Photo-hunting has been postponed, due to it being freezing cold outside. I'll search for something else to post. . .)

Plodding On. . .

Damn, life is crazy, isn't it?! I don't have time to relate the daily trauma that I'm currently trying to forget, but I wanted to get something up here.

The only metaphor I can come up with is a Tightly Clenched Monkey Fist.

Whaddaya' think, eh?

In case I don't get to post, Happy St. Paddy's Day to All!!! Please, for the love of (YHWH), God, Jehova, Mohammed, Krishna, Ganesh, JESUS, BRAHMA, VISHNU, SHIVA, BUDDHA, and. . .more death. . ., please be safe and don't jeapordize the lives of others by driving drunk or allowing anyone else too. We've all seen the death. . .

On that note, good night to all, and, of course: Cheers!!!

Five Years Since Signs Seen but Looked Past, plus St Paddy Preview

I remember wondering why we hadn't just fucking gone into Afghanistan and taken bin Laden out when Clinton was President. If Clinton even tried, the repugs would have said he was using the terrorist to divert the public from his BJ scandals. Clinton was boxed into a corner, by such moral leaders as Newt Gingrich (this cached link should work, but I'll fix it if not--somewhat bizare). And when Bush should have seen the signs, over Five Years Ago. . .

The GOPigs believe power is more important than anything. Sans Eyes Sans Teeth Sans Hair Sans Humanity Sans Morals Sans Ethics Sans Logic Sans Reason Sans Soul Heart Sans Feeling, Riding on in the name of empire. . . ones who once were thought to be crazy. . .loony. . .bat-shit, running 'round the 'hood, whilst defecating and urinating upon their self's----ummmmm. . . on second thought, the latter I'll take back. . .hmmmmm. . .methinks the barley wine is taking hold. . .Good night to all, and for Fuck's Sake: CHEERS!!!"

PS--I realize that celebrating someone's death with alcohol may seem strange to some, but I'm down for a St. Paddy's Day Guiness toast at any time on Friday. I'll have one at the ready. Simply send me an email at skrambled@gmail.com and let me know the time and--obviously--the time zone. I'll make sure I get every message within the hour.

You can make the toast, or I'll do it, or someone else can volunteer--who cares. It'll be a great day to celebrate this day, and to reflect on the sins we have committed in this life and others yet to come. In case I don't write again before Friday: Cheers!


America Loves Ireland! And, well, I dont know why, but fuck it, I do too. Wales is the closest I ever got--Caernarfon Castle, to be exact, but at least I've seen the Irish Sea.

Five Years Since Signs Seen but Looked Past, plus St Paddy Preview

I remember wondering why we hadn't just fucking gone into Afghanistan and taken bin Laden out when Clinton was President. If Clinton even tried, the repugs would have said he was using the terrorist to divert the public from his BJ scandals. Clinton was boxed into a corner, by such moral leaders as Newt Gingrich (this cached link should work, but I'll fix it if not--somewhat bizare). And when Bush should have seen the signs, over Five Years Ago. . .

The GOPigs believe power is more important than anything. Sans Eyes Sans Teeth Sans Hair Sans Humanity Sans Morals Sans Ethics Sans Logic Sans Reason Sans Soul Heart Sans Feeling, Riding on in the name of empire. . . ones who once were thought to be crazy. . .loony. . .bat-shit, running 'round the 'hood, whilst defecating and urinating upon their self's----ummmmm. . . on second thought, the latter I'll take back. . .hmmmmm. . .methinks the barley wine is taking hold. . .Good night to all, and for Fuck's Sake: CHEERS!!!"

PS--I realize that celebrating someone's death with alcohol may seem strange to some, but I'm down for a St. Paddy's Day Guiness toast at any time on Friday. I'll have one at the ready. Simply send me an email at skrambled@gmail.com and let me know the time and--obviously--the time zone. I'll make sure I get every message within the hour.

You can make the toast, or I'll do it, or someone else can volunteer--who cares. It'll be a great day to celebrate this day, and to reflect on the sins we have committed in this life and others yet to come. In case I don't write again before Friday: Cheers!


America Loves Ireland! And, well, I dont know why, but fuck it, I do too. Wales is the closest I ever got--Caernarfon Castle, to be exact, but at least I've seen the Irish Sea.

Five Years Since Signs Seen but Looked Past, plus St Paddy Preview

I remember wondering why we hadn't just fucking gone into Afghanistan and taken bin Laden out when Clinton was President. If Clinton even tried, the repugs would have said he was using the terrorist to divert the public from his BJ scandals. Clinton was boxed into a corner, by such moral leaders as Newt Gingrich (this cached link should work, but I'll fix it if not--somewhat bizare). And when Bush should have seen the signs, over Five Years Ago. . .

The GOPigs believe power is more important than anything. Sans Eyes Sans Teeth Sans Hair Sans Humanity Sans Morals Sans Ethics Sans Logic Sans Reason Sans Soul Heart Sans Feeling, Riding on in the name of empire. . . ones who once were thought to be crazy. . .loony. . .bat-shit, running 'round the 'hood, whilst defecating and urinating upon their self's----ummmmm. . . on second thought, the latter I'll take back. . .hmmmmm. . .methinks the barley wine is taking hold. . .Good night to all, and for Fuck's Sake: CHEERS!!!"

PS--I realize that celebrating someone's death with alcohol may seem strange to some, but I'm down for a St. Paddy's Day Guiness toast at any time on Friday. I'll have one at the ready. Simply send me an email at skrambled@gmail.com and let me know the time and--obviously--the time zone. I'll make sure I get every message within the hour.

You can make the toast, or I'll do it, or someone else can volunteer--who cares. It'll be a great day to celebrate this day, and to reflect on the sins we have committed in this life and others yet to come. In case I don't write again before Friday: Cheers!


America Loves Ireland! And, well, I dont know why, but fuck it, I do too. Wales is the closest I ever got--Caernarfon Castle, to be exact, but at least I've seen the Irish Sea.

Five Years Since Signs Seen but Looked Past, plus St Paddy Preview

I remember wondering why we hadn't just fucking gone into Afghanistan and taken bin Laden out when Clinton was President. If Clinton even tried, the repugs would have said he was using the terrorist to divert the public from his BJ scandals. Clinton was boxed into a corner, by such moral leaders as Newt Gingrich (this cached link should work, but I'll fix it if not--somewhat bizare). And when Bush should have seen the signs, over Five Years Ago. . .

The GOPigs believe power is more important than anything. Sans Eyes Sans Teeth Sans Hair Sans Humanity Sans Morals Sans Ethics Sans Logic Sans Reason Sans Soul Heart Sans Feeling, Riding on in the name of empire. . . ones who once were thought to be crazy. . .loony. . .bat-shit, running 'round the 'hood, whilst defecating and urinating upon their self's----ummmmm. . . on second thought, the latter I'll take back. . .hmmmmm. . .methinks the barley wine is taking hold. . .Good night to all, and for Fuck's Sake: CHEERS!!!"

PS--I realize that celebrating someone's death with alcohol may seem strange to some, but I'm down for a St. Paddy's Day Guiness toast at any time on Friday. I'll have one at the ready. Simply send me an email at skrambled@gmail.com and let me know the time and--obviously--the time zone. I'll make sure I get every message within the hour.

You can make the toast, or I'll do it, or someone else can volunteer--who cares. It'll be a great day to celebrate this day, and to reflect on the sins we have committed in this life and others yet to come. In case I don't write again before Friday: Cheers!


America Loves Ireland! And, well, I dont know why, but fuck it, I do too. Wales is the closest I ever got--Caernarfon Castle, to be exact, but at least I've seen the Irish Sea.

Five Years Since Signs Seen but Looked Past

I remember wondering why we hadn't just fucking gone into Afghanistan and taken bin Laden out when Clinton was President. If Clinton even tried, the repugs would have said he was using the terrorist to divert the public from his BJ scandals. Clinton was boxed into a corner, by such moral leaders as Newt Gingrich (this cached link should work, but I'll fix it if not--somewhat bizare). And when Bush should have seen the signs, over Five Years Ago. . .

The GOPigs believe power is more important than anything. Sans Eyes Sans Teeth Sans Hair Sans Humanity Sans Morals Sans Ethics Sans Logic Sans Reason Sans Soul Heart Sans Feeling, Riding on in the name of empire. . .

. . .but fuck 'em in the ear, at any rate, the ones who once were thought to be crazy. . .loony. . .bat-shit, running 'round the 'hood whilst defecating and urinating upon their self's----ummmmm. . . on second thought, the latter I'll take back. . .hmmmmm. . .methinks the barley wine is taking hold. Good night to all, and for Fuck's Sake: CHEERS!!!"

PS--I'm down for a St. Paddy's day Guiness toast at any time on Friday. I'll have one at the ready. Simply send me an email at skrambled@gmail.com and let me know the time and--obviously--the time zone. You can make the toast, or I'll do it, or someone else can volunteer--who cares. It'll be a great day to celebrate the

Note to Self:

Please. . .Stop. . .Doing. . .Anything. . .and fucking relax, okay?

With that said, I also want to note that the previous post indicates the dangers of drunken blogging. I could always revise it, but somewhere it was chached, and lives on forever (however short a time that may be. . .), so fuck it in the ear.

Current Playlist:

1. Talking Heads: Road to Nowhere

2. Bjork: Army of Me

3. Pixies: Where is My Mind

4. Radiohead and DJ Shadow: Rabbit In Your Headlights (Reverse Light Massive Attack Remix)

5. Radiohead: something from Romeo and Juliet. . .

6. Pixies: I Bleed

7. Pixies: La la, Love You

8. Are You Down With It, Featuring Mike Patton

9. Weezer: You Gave Your Love to Me Softly

Notes, Jottings, and Random Declarations

NOTES

Hereupon is Skribbled and Rambled, and Sketched Upon, the Drifting of a Madman’s Ashes, blowing in the wind. Please disregard all forms of expression, as all are, as always, and ever, mere parts of the whole, and intentional or decided upon by Fate. There is no such thing as co-incidence.

All Friends are welcome. All enemies are forgiven.

This website is for the personal use of the author. Therefore, ye, who are not me, who sit and see, the ever-crumbling existence of humanity, look not upon me with Disdain, but upon the World that makes Us act the way We do, to make Us Understand the Importance of Unity and Humanity. We Are All One. Let It Be. Give Praise to Whomever or Whatever you must or mustn’t, but for Fuck’s Sake, let’s fix The God-Damned Problem!!! Can we Agree on at least that much? Please??

All comments are welcome. Fools be warned: think twice (no. . .make that three times) before you tread hereabouts, for this is where the Serpent dwells.

"Live Free, or Die: Death is Not the Worst of Evils"

The Wheel is Turning and it Can't Slow Down

Just thought I should post something here, especially in light of the most recent post. On the work front, things are going splendidly. I'm in an excellent position to grow at this company, as they really like my work, and I actually like working there. It's weird to actually like your job. However, things have not been going so well on the personal front.

In case I haven't mentioned it, I have a really bad habit of saying things I can't take back. I'd rather not get into the whole story, but my roommate and I have been in a serious fight for the last couple of weeks. There is no middle ground with her, just as there isn't with me. There is either nice and sweet L., or raging bull psychotic L. Things peaked out when she attacked me the other night. Now, mind you, I weigh about 190 lbs., and am a man, but I still have to say that she outweighs me by about 100 pounds. And she is flat out insane.

She came out swinging, but I was able to block her punches and to use her weight against her to bring her to the floor without having to hurt her. I had to restrain her for a couple of minutes before she agreed to stop attacking me. Even after she left I kept a beer bottle nearby (only thing I could find) to crack over her head if she came back with a knife.

What was she thinking? I grew up with three older brothers, so I know how to defend myself from an attack. I don't ever want to hit a lady, for any reason, and wouldn't. But if one of my older brothers attacked me like that when I was growing up, it meant the gloves came off. If I had one of my brothers pinned down like that after being assaulted, you can bet your ass he'd be receiving repeated blows to the head. She's lucky I'm a gentleman and oppose any type of violence against women. She just kept trying to punch me in the face though.

She apologized profusely the next day, but she knows our friendship is over (if the preceding argument hadn't already accomplished that). I'm looking for a new place to live, and may have found a place already (for April 1st). L. doesn't have any more right to keep this place than I do, but fuck her: I don't live with bitches that assault me. I need to get a more suitable place for myself anyways (i.e. Downtown).

Aside from that, my personal life has been a mess. In just a few weeks time, I managed to ruin three friendships, and to rescue two so far. I'd rather not even get into that whole thing right now. I think I'm going crazy. Isn't the definition of crazy when everyone knows you're crazy but you? I thought I was just quirky and eccentric, but apparently everyone thinks I'm a nut case. More to come on this if I ever find blogtime again.

At any rate, I woke up at 3:00 am today and couldn't fall back asleep, which is the only reason I actually have time to blog. I don't know if anyone even stops by here anymore, but I wanted to let the world know that the Wheel keeps turning, despite the bumps in the road.