my wit has reached an all time high. the kind of wit that should be shared with the world. i'm normally not a bingo player, but yesterday i was.... i'm not at all afraid of new people-places and situations....as a matter of fact.. i seek out and enjoy all of the different subcultures..and all of the subcultures of those subcultures. meanwhile at the bingo hall..... while each letter was called i listened for anything/something i could create from the moment-something to break the monotony-something to kill some time (bingo lasts 4 hours)..... it started with B-4 (before) then B-14 (before teen is adolescence)- I-27(was my age)-B-12 (is a vitamin. this vitamin contains a metal,cobalt. it is called cyanocobalamin and extrinsic factor, and is needed for the efficient production of blood cells and for the health of the nervous system. only small amounts of B-12 are required for the body.the activity of this vitamin is associated with that of another B vitamin, folic acid)-N-2 (into)-N-8 (innate) O...and the O's sound as if you are longing for or praising them. O(ooohhhhh)-14 (O for teen 18 & 19 only)... my thoughts on the bingo experience: they had good hot dogs-)-N-2 (into)-N-8 (innate) and any of the numbers that start with O...can sound as if you are longing for or praising them. O(ooohhhhh)-14 (oohhh for teen...18 & 19 only) what just happened?... my final thoughts on the bingo experience: they had good hot dogs-chili-and cheeseburgers-lousy ventilation (smoking cigs/pipes is a favorite among many of the bingo-ers)...near the halfway point my attention span had nearly reached it's limit..during a break in the action... i slipped out to my car for a few tokes of icky sticky cheeba reefer pot weed mary jane cannabis bud grass marijuana marihuana it calmed me down for the rest of the game and then some. thee one hundred-fifty-seven dollars i took home from playing the pulltabs made it all worth while....my favorite aunt rosie (a widow) even paid my way in and gave me twenty bucks to blow-by-blow. i didn't even take a dime..nor a dollar w/me... sometimes i get lucky in kentucky.........

later on...in the wee hours of the night on into the morning...while battling insomnia and watching the boob-tube/small screen/televison... i came across the new(not improved) star search w/arsenio hall (who's been picked on enough..so i'm leaving him alone) as the host. the contestants were children w/a fair amount of talent (i sure as hell couldn't do what they did...good job kids and good luck) ..they however are not my target....it's the judges i'm after.... ben stein (win his money)-naomi judd (is hotter than one of her daughters)-nick carter (former backstreet boy/paris hilton's latest love pole-porn co-star) his brother aaron carter (whom credits journey's steve perry as one of his greatest influences...enough said) and some other woman (i can't remember her name) she didn't annoy me...so i let her off the hook. if you are familiar with the judds (naomi (53) & wynonna (40)-were both born in ashland kentucky.. funny thing...i was born in the same hospital (king's daughters medical center) as them naomi has hepititisC-used to be a nurse-wynonna-her real name is christina claire-her shoe size is ate-she also credits steve(not good) perry as a great influence-recently got a DUI)... they(the judds) have a song entitled "love can build a bridge" blah..blah..blah. (love hurts) i would love for naomi to build that bridge (i'll pay for it w/the money i won from ben stien).... a very tall bridge w/rocks-boulders-and a canyon below.... then we force (w/a 9mm) ben stein to push those fucking carter boys (aaron goes first...while journey (they get pushed over too) plays) over the side. naomi and ben can live on one condition...they have to continue being judges on star search for the rest of their lives....or until they find someone who is truly a star.. meanwhile....mainstream music (which usually sucks) would be a much better/real experience if those kind of performers/posers/users would just go away or be pushed off of tall bridges. it pisses me off to no end....that they call themselves artists..:( where? & what? is the/their art?...... perhaps it is the art of: being a dipped in shit loser-letting someone else write your songs-pick out your clothes-do your hairdo-getting bad tattoos (especially jessica (whom needs an ass and a nosejob-has two giant super fake/white teeth-is she really that stupid? yes) simpson's husband and former boy band (98 degrees member nick lachey/lackey (he hates that) waxing their ass-doing stupid/boring/old/easy/dull dance moves-being a commodity-a pedophile-becoming a ken like doll-appearing on lunchboxes/tiger-beat & teen-beat covers-perfecting cluelessness-tarnishing/ruining/disgracing music history forever-wa$ting money/time (think of all the folk$ they could have helped...in$tead their ca$h i$ $pent on frivolou$ bull$hit...like gold diamonds platinum -$uv$-clothe$-give back...die backstreet and all that is similar. their so many great artists making music today: WILCO WHEELHORSE NEUTRAL MILK HOTEL SOMETHING FOR ROCKETS PALACE bros MY MORNING JACKET Cody ChestnuTT Jim O'rourke Will OLDHAM TORTOISE MODEST MOUSE KARATE THE SEA AND CAKE FLAMING LIPS JANDEK WOMB SHITTERS THE POP SMARTS AUDIO PAINTERS BIG FRESH :are some bands/individuals that should be on the radio
instead of the shite this is....we need global enlightenment...now>


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