Blog ALERT

DSO's blog has just collaborated with Funky Homosapien, go take a look at it and you might just say 'Lo and behold, tis' awesome.

Of Weaboos and Grammar Nazis

Roll up weaboos (or Japanophiles, use the vernacular which you find the least derogatory) I've a comic for all of you Pocky sucking, Ramen loving queers.

The next one will describe a unique band of individuals who feel inclined to enforce the laws of grammar.

Yes, sometimes, the Grammar Nazi won't recieve sex. At least on his part.

Commerate the Veterans Gentlemen!

As the title implies, November the 11th will be around soon enough. Have you put any thought into commemorating the valiant warriors of both World Wars? Well, I have. I've sent an email to First Lieutenant James Megellas of the 82nd Airborne Division, the most celebrated airborne officer to witness front line duties. The American troops weren't the only ones participating to defend the the free arm of the world. Their British counterparts deserve a mention as well. Sadly, The Last Tommy, otherwise colloquially known as Tommy Atkins, the last surviving serviceman from World War 1 passed on in glory.

Much to my chagrin, I will, without hesitation, honour the death of the Last Tommy, as should you (if you are reading this of course). Mark this day in your journals, calendars or perpetual pin-up girl calendars men, this will be a day to reckon with honour, dignity and reverence.

P.S- The attached image is a picture from the Royal Irish Rifles in Somme of 1916. Such was the harsh and contemptous nature of trench warfare.

Cruising the Miracle Mile

Anyone who's anybody knows for a fact I despise cars. Really, I FUCKING HAET CARS. A 4 wheel gas guzzling tin can. Precisely the kind of enemy Mother Nature boils her blood over. I can't quite fathom why everyone but a few, has beef against the revered and time-honoured motorcycle. I mean, sure, some folks say riding around on a 2 wheeler ain't but all too safe going about the urban, concrete jungle, BUT, WITH THAT SAID, are you willing to spend an hour getting your ass trapped in traffic? Heck no, not me, no sir. I'd be the guy weaving around the traffic. Not the slow-fag stuck and yelling profanity at the other slo-mo fags. As if that weren't insult to injury, there are skeptists amongst them too. Their cry is 'MOTORCYCLES AREN'T SAFE, YOU COULD LOSE A LIFE RIDING THAT STUPID CONTRAPTION.' Major-big butt bullshit. I've seen enough riders around to know for a FACT that if, one sticks to his rules and game, he's not going to bump into trouble. Before I decide to delve into anything else, the riders I speak of are law abiding, non-retalliatory people. I DO NOT ENDORSE SHITTY 2 STROKE UNDERBONES. Those are just as bad as any Hummer mind you. Now that I've got that off my chest, it's time to slither my bum off to the kitchen to grab me some grub.

Spit em like you see it

I'm tinkering around with the HTML's on Blogspot and it's turning out to be great fun. I've also incoporated a jukebox onto the blog but really, who's gonna listen to the shit there? I'll be taking that away soon enough, but there'll be more embedded stuff coming. Oh yeah, let me know if the jukebox is worthy enough or rather, rad enough to earn a place in my blog. And if within your capability, post a picture of your yourself about what you think about the jukie. I'll go first:

Dearest of All My Friends

Hey y'all,

I know this is going to come off as a publicity stint, but no, I'm not marketing or advertising for anything except a good ol buddy of mine's blog. http://yusso.blogspot.com/This is the link to Rezal's blog. I honestly think that his blog is DEFINITELY worth a lookie see at. Much more that mine at least. Don't be a prat, take a gander and you might just appreciate fine prose.

Turning Vegan

As surprising as it may strike you, I'm a conservative vegetarian. I only consume meat and poultry on weekdays whereas on weekends, I'm a complete vegetarian. Now, being a vegetarian isn't all that bad as some of YOU meat people out there may find it, for a simple cul-de-sac reason. Consuming vegetables IS GOOD FOR YOU, HEAVY CONSUMPTION OF MEAT'LL KILL YOU. Simply put, in lay-man's terms. And to set the record straight, I'm a real softie at heart, I love animals and I harbour no desire to butcher them for my own survival or eating pleasure. So please, put some thought into going vegan JUST FOR A WEEK. And here's something your local fast food joint doesn't want you to see. http://www.meat.org/. Click on this and see for yourself the horror and inhumane acts of FUCKED UP cruelty dished out by your friendly neighborhood abattoir.

DISCLAIMER- By clicking on the above link you are absolving me of all faults or accusations that may be brought upon from watching the above said video. Caution is recommeded to avoid intense stomach regurgitations and/or expulsion of stomach contents.

Kids these days

So y'all wanna hear some ranting? I'll give you a earful. Okay, I'll drop the nigger act. I'm writing this post about the current genre of music kids listen to these days in this time and age. Seriously, WHERE THE FUCK HAS TRUE MUSIC GONE TO? Where? I'm talking about the kind of crap radio channels blast over their frequncies, the 'modern,contemporary' hip stuff as they call it. That's the kind of gibberish crap I despise the most. Tracks/songs with pathetic lyrics written by 13-year old angsty kids. Frankly, where've people like Bruce Springsteen, Bryan Adams, Simon and Garfunkle, The Ramones, and The Hives gone to? Well, not all of em are dead, IT'S JUST THAT FOLKS OUT THERE DON'T LIEK EM ANYMORE. Why? And here's something I'll let in on you, I used to listen to modern day radio, untill I got so jaded with that shit, I turned that knob all the way over to Lite and started listening to their stuff.

And you know what? Their stuff makes modern artistes look like komodo dragon doo. And that stuff's rancid as a sting. That being said, I don't hate all the fresh guys making music. Guys like Rage Against The Machine, KISS, Oasis, The Killers and Modest Mouse are genre breaking fellows, but to my dismay, NO FUCKING ONE LISTENS TO EM. Kids go 'OH MAN, THOSE GUYS ARE SOO OLD, I AIN'T GRANDPA LISTENING TO HEAVEN 17 ON MY GRAMMO, PLUS ALL THE STUPID ASS COOL KIDZ IN SKOOL LISTEN TO THE JONAS DICK BROTHERS'

Heh, being bought out by what the other dumbasses say is just as degrading as giving up your self worth of individuality. So don't buttplug yer heads and ears with ego, JUST OPEN UP AND LOOK AT WHAT REAL MUSIC IS TRULY MADE OF.

I ain't dead yet.

Heyo everybody, as the title suggests, I ain't dead yet. After my indefinite hiatus, I've decided to sit down on this sagging chair and attempt to type down something worthwhile reading or at least for your eyes. Now, I've a whole load of shit stashed in my PC which I'll be posting up here every now and then. And fret not, I'll try to haul myself over here to put down something new every now and then. The next post should be up in a bit.



Ladies and gentlemen, I'll be tonight's entertainment......And now, for something completely unrelated.