Friday, March 30, 2007

mY fiRsT bLOg

Woooo Hoooo!!!

Now I am an official blogger.. Funny... I don't feel any different...

I guess that really doesn't matter.. The whole point of me blogging is to spew paranoid propaganda to the masses. It's kinda like a massage for the soul or maybe pie...hmmm...I don't know but either way I'm happy.

No, I'm not really paranoid; I don't think that there is a giant conspiracy and the government is trying to control our brains by using radio waves or anything that. Nope; no sir, that's not the way I operate. By paranoid I mean I smoked before I typed. The screen moves on its own and my dog is doing the cha-cha with my turtle and secretly they are all plotting against my sandwich. I'm watching them but the more I seem to type, the more the screen moves and the dog and the turtle well.....they are closing in on my Lays Potato Chips. They think I don't notice but I do. I notice everything right now. I notice how every time I breathe out I can see smoke..well that might have something to do with the fact that there is a blunt sticking out of the corner of my mouth but I'm not sure any more.. And frankly, I don't care.

But now, thanks to a hardy helping of that sticky-icky, I am ready to type, to educate and then to eventually corrupt all that I can, hence forth known as "shoepaganda". I intend to write a lot and say absolutely nothing, therefore creating a "sphere of duh" around all those who read it. See? It has already begun. Right now, you are probably wondering why you are reading this but you can't stop....it's calling for you..begging you to finish it. The great "sphere of duh" has begun and you are under its spell. Congratulations are in order!! Break out the Party Punch and have yourself a good time because you are one of us now...


Welcome to the duh side..we have pie.

So...Right now I feel like typing..well, maybe not right, right now...later would be better actually. Yeah; Later is a lot better than now so, I will write something witty and insightful and full of fluff later..

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