This morning hit Dawnland (original American name for East Coast) illuminating the people in the glory of their mad dash for limited resources. My roommates and I all rushed the bathroom at the same time. I scurried in while C was outside smoking a cigarette then felt guilty and sped up the process, cutting my upper lip shaving with the only two blades my two blade razor has. Sporting a bandaid mustache, I pushed people around at the coffee counter in Store 24.
The trains were jammed but people feared all the blood all over my face like two blade jam so I got a seat. At work another department had taken over the function I was supposed to perform, so I was early. I went up to the office and told the general manager I was ready to quit; the place I work at in my neighborhood & my family need me more than the corporation. He said give me six weeks. I don’t have six weeks.
What is creative choice? This is my catchphrase for liberalism aka freedom in America. It covers all the bases and arrests the usual suspects. Pro life? Creative choice. Intelligent design? Creative choice. Stay the course in the war? Creative choice. Most of the bizamp shoutcast radio sessions are definitely all about creative choice.
Well I hope everyone likes the new header for December. I notice a lot of my friends & colleagues really get down on Christmas music and the holiday season in general. I’m one of the opposing herd. This month in particular just ain’t my thing. The vibes are not to my liking and they can make me bristly. Pause to think: some Indians (native Americans) had duo calendars: one was circular, reflecting the orbit of Earth; the other was linear, and called the Long Count. Born in January, I am post-Jesus on the cyclical calendar and the Long Count. Basically, I’m so over that guy.
What I want for Christmas is ban against Jesus supposed likeness apearing on any and all covers of current events newsmagazines. Thats what I want.
Ever want to bite a dog? Some black Russian squirrels had the urge. This terrorist cell operated under the name Squirrels Bite Dog: “Squirrels have bitten to death a stray dog which was barking at them in a Russian park, local media report.
Passers-by were reportedly too late to stop the attack by the black squirrels in a village in the far east, which reportedly lasted about a minute.
They are said to have scampered off at the sight of humans, some carrying pieces of flesh.
A pine cone shortage may have led the squirrels to seek other food sources…
A Lazo man who called himself only Mikhalich said there had been “no pine cones at all” in the local forests this year.
“The little beasts are agitated because they have nothing to eat,” he said. “