i sometimes use the nasty words

a nice day for airstrikes

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 16:40:00 +0000

the world is like a big joke that sometimes i get and is somedays way over my head...

today i don't get it and i don't want to go anywhere near it... i love the basement ahhhhhh

Ghost Track

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Wed, 13 Aug 2008 18:15:00 +0000

One of my favorite downloading sites had all the pixies albums the other day. I have them all already but not in that bitrate so well lets just say i downloaded them, to replace the ones i already own. Yes mr record company dude i do own them, aka i bought them on cd once. Of course that was like 10 or more years ago and according to their equations i should be upgrading those, and well i did, just for free. Like the left over fries at the bottom of the bag OH YEAH BABY.

Anyway on with the story, so i was reminded today as i have been re listening, of my old room and chilling in there listening to music. Actually my stereo back then was better than what i have now. I just have computer speakers now, then i had surround sound one speaker in every corner of my room. It was most awesome, especially with the bean bag chair placed right in the middle of the floor. I loved that spot most.

and sometimes its just the four of us

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 20:53:00 +0000

we are right there

waiting for the summer

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 17:36:00 +0000

ive been wanting to shoot film today or well for like the last three months but i have misplaced my favorite camera. not sure where it is or if someone borrowed it or if i left it in new york. i found the flash for it. it might just be packed up, but i have no idea really. its super hot anyway so i will just stay here in the basement and stay cool and look at and sell pictures. okay off to make my day and your day and all our days :D and i hope to find a camera somewhere in that closet.

Monster Hair

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 19:00:00 +0000

"It's never too late to have a happy childhood."
Tom Robbins

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lampyridae

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 22:17:00 +0000

i was wondering about you

if you ever have those dreams

about people from the past

ones you never really paid much attention too or didn't pay much attention to you. extras in the day to day life that was. what might have been a brilliant friendship or even more. its like the bike you could have rode more or didn't take care of, or the pet you could have loved more. weird dreams, weird day... i still love it and you.

i sometimes wish you would smile

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 02:49:00 +0000

"i was perfect once."
"yeah in your moms belly."
"true, shame she's such a bitch now?"
"yeah that is the one nice thing about being presumed dead."
"yup they stop looking for your ass and you can disappear for real."
"they found a body though right?"
"thats what it said in the paper, i don't know who the kid was or what the hell happened to him but it sure the hell wasn't me. i think the police are lazy or its some kind of weird cover up, i don't know and i don't care. it sure as shit made things easier on me, i know that much."

THE GOD DAMN PLAINS

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Mon, 07 Jul 2008 21:08:00 +0000

Punk Rock in the morning makes me all jumpy. I guess that's better than slugish ruggish. The last few days have been slow and boring and i don't want to do anything but i know i got a pile of shit to do. So today i bring you. Get things done man, brought to you by too much coffee and non stop punk rock. Okay thats it - bang yo heads children and get busy with your corporate love jobs. I would have made a horrible punk rock kid. Too prissy.

We can tilt this bitch, i promise...

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 21:47:00 +0000

You ever pretend you are what you thought you would be? How does that feel?

Its sunday and the church of cheap pizza and cheap beer is going to be in session within hours.... Right now the church of riding scooters around in circles is about to open its fucking garage doors...

Picture : Me comin in my mamas door. My nephew took this, he's 10 and a better photographer than YOU.

Wow im kinda a dickhead today. I was going to say sassy but i think that implies dicks in mouths or something like that.

WAKE UP MOTHERFUCKER

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Sat, 05 Jul 2008 21:04:00 +0000

Its one of those days, where i feel really behind on things but just really don't want to do anything about it. But i am. I am organizing the desk from hell today. Fun. I bet you really care about that.

Friday night i got a little too drunks, i didn't plan it that way, damn people and their shots. Oh well i had lots of fun and met lots of fun people and well other than that had a mean ass hang over yesterday and stayed inside most of the day watching movies. Wonderfully good time, i haven't done that in ages so wasn't so bad really. Okay now time to get this desk cleaned and all these papers and receipts filed. Hope you all still have all your fingers and eyebrows in tacked.

my motivation is missing

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 20:10:00 +0000

So after watching weird science yet again, well kind of just going where i left off (point of passing out) or last scene i remember. Anyway i came up with a brilliant idea, and you all that know me, know i am full of brilliant ideas that work wonders for me. So i got to thinking, that movie was made in like the 80's and well computing power was like nothing compared to now, shit my phone has more power than his computer and its like a piece of shit brick phone. So ideas a whirling, pinwheels spinning (pinwheel pinwheel spinning around, look at my pinwheel and see what i found) around in my head. So like they created a hot chick with that crap computer, what the hell can i do. So tisha (the wonder dog) and i got busy. I took tim's computer that i am borrowing thanks tim, my crappy gateway, my ps2, my psp, my camera, my shit phone, an ipod, a broken ipod, all the hard drives and just about anything else you plug in to use. Its was an awesome pile of gadgets i tell you - awesome. Little does jason know his microwave is in there too, but not the coffee maker, Tisha (the wonder dog) said NO! PAPPY NO! so i spared it. So i got this big pile of stuff then i got the soldering iron out and the scooter tools, i took everything apart hooked it all up together then wired the shit out of it and now let me tell you its fucking awesome. Wires and shit everywhere. I put my spare helmet on Tisha (the wonder dog) and we got ready to hit the switch. First try nothing - second try - nothing (some sparks). Tisha suggested i needed just a bit more power, so i backed the Vulva wagon into the garage and we hooked it up to the scooter and then to the washer and dryer. Now we got mofukin power. Try 3..... BUZZZING NOISES GALORE.
RITS WRORKIN RAPPY..... (thats tisha the wonder dog, doing her astro impression, that means she's impressed with my mechanical geniuses abilities).

So after the smoke cleared what i got was a little bitty robot named WHIZ he is only 7 inches tall but damn he is smart. He is actually writing this post by reading my brain waves. WHIZ is the shit. (he added that himself) cocky little mother WHIZ IZ. I rhymed.

So Whiz and Tisha (the wonder dog) and i are going to sit here the rest of the day and drink coffee and think about what we did today. Jason sorry about the microwave and the electric bill is going to be hell this month, but WHIZ will hack into that shit and fix it. He already took care of my credit card debt and is working on rigging the power ball so i can live a life of luxury and well leave him the fuck alone because he gets kind of moody after you ask him like 900 questions, he already shocked tisha (the wonder dog) i bet that cost at least 5 bucks on the electric bill.

Scary World Theory

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 20:00:00 +0000

It has been a strangely quiet day here. The phone hasn't rang once, no substantial email, no text messages - its weird. Oh well. Its also kind of nice.

So much for a weird Wednesday. I really don't even have a good story for you today. Sorry i will be better tomorrow, maybe...

Todays picture is Jenny and Modesta and me in the background tracing them. Awesome huh. I wanted to do a few more but just didn't much feel like it.

Shhh, there is a horse on my shirt.

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 18:35:00 +0000

Its one of those days where filing and organizing might be kind of fun. Making a to sell pile for um gas money so i can maybe take a short vacation or a long one depending on how big the pile gets. Ebay is your friend while fund raising and cleaning out the closet. I need to make a new toy pile today as well, and then vacuum the whole situation. I love how vacuum has 2 u's. its neat. i think. Besides my camera is there anything of mine you want?

Its supposed to be new music tuesday but i can't bring myself to not listen to the new sigur ros and old !!! . something about the day. FUCK IT im not perfect - or even close.

THE PICTURE: From last weekends camping trip, those are stars and lighting bugs (cool huh?).

The Rocket Is Waiting

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 18:44:00 +0000

For some reason this morning i got sucked into "A Huge Evergrowing Pulsating Brain That Rules From The Centre Of The Ultraworld" yes that is a song title. I have like 20 different versions of it and they are all like 20-30 min long. So sometimes i like to just play them all, each title varies a bit but still something to do with the brain. I love the Orb on days like this. Hello my name is patrick and i have a music and masturbation problem. wow i feel so much better now that i told you that. Ahh time to crank the tunes and loose the undies. WOOOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWO.. Whacka Whacka Whacka....

Btw i lof the new Sigur Ros more than Bomberman Coin battles.

BTWW. Im trying to raise money for photo submissions to a cool show in Seattle so if you have an spare bucks this week go buy some shit from me on ETSY or something like that.

BTWWW. I really planned on writing more today for some reason, then it was like bam over. Wow i kind of feel cheated how about you. We are all fucked i guess. Until tomorrow or the next day or when ever i feel like filling in the little white box with words and hitting the orange publish post button. I LOF U ALL.

BTWWWW. FUCKING WALLE ROXXX

Vid spilum endalaust

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 19:25:00 +0000

Today is going to be a shoot stock photos day. I haven't done that in awhile. I need to earn my fuckin keep. No weird dreams this morning, thank fucking god. Moss covered feet but thats not too bad, nothing like an all out brawl in your house with people shooting each other and shit. Weirdos.

Cold coffee is weird, not sure if i like it, but well i don't feel like making more or microwaving it. Im lazy yes i know. No so much lazy as i just don't feel like doing it. Sunday is like lazy lounge day, but not really, its also stockphoto day plus laundry day plus change the sheets day plus clean the bathroom day plus go get groceries day. So i will sip my cold coffee while i make my damn food list.

Im trying to make worms with wings that show up on pictures, so any ideas on the wings let me know, they need to be somewhat small, going to see if i can find some other toy bugs to maybe rip the wings off of them. Anyway off - love ya - TMB or TYB...

i woke up after (being pulled in the middle)

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 22:59:00 +0000

both edns fixed

when i walked into the yard i noticed it was full of people, there were three of them in particular rushing up my stairs and into the apartment. the balcony was full, i thought at first a party, then i could tell by the looks on faces this was no party. i noticed a face i knew from the coffee shop.
"hey man, what the hell is going on?"
"not real sure, something about some dude that lives here beating up his girlfriend or stalking her or something weird like that."
"hmmm, i live here."
"yeah man i know, its one of your weird ass roommates. the mexican one i think."
"who carlos"
"yeah him"
"the girl being michelle?"
"yeah thats her"
"weird she is like here every day, i don't see much of a stalking scenario there."
i look up to the loud crashing noises coming from inside the place. things breaking screaming, then a loud pop. that instant i knew someone had been shot. then just like they went up the stairs they came down but only two, one holding his stomach and the other holding a bloody knife. then another scream and a thud. the third came crashing to the ground, tossed from the balcony. its only one floor up so the fall didn't kill him, but the gun shot might have. the crowd gathers around and i see some movement but there is a lot of blood.

YOU FUCKTARD

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 18:33:00 +0000

I wonder if people who have never used computers get spam, so like when they finally sit down to one and get that first email address there are tons of emails just waiting for them. I can see that happening. Jungle steve has no idea what a computer is all he knows is swingin from vines and talkin to monkeys, then one day trick whitey comes along with this shiney bright box, he shows him how to type, how to chat and well how to look at porn, because we all know thats the first steps the intronets. Next he signs up for a free email then he's like WOW my jungle dong can be bigger sign me up, wow free drugs, wow Russian brides, wow rolexes at 200% cheaper than there regular cost, sign me up. yeah so like a whole paragraph to explain something that really didn't need explaining i just felt like doing it.

Well i went to the last nite of the bikes last night, and if you have no idea what i am talking about you really are not a friend of mine (look on my other pages yo). anyway thanks to those who did show up and the ones i forced to show up, a good time was had. Its a shame all you other people that call yourselves my friends who never stopped by once, and never got to see the show, didn't come by last night. Wow i am putting it on thick today HUH. Anyway thanks and love to those who did come by. The love parts from Chava i think some of her hippie smell juice gaysauce stuff might have infected my brain. So well after we left there we went on to the Riot Room and listened (kind of) to a band then a dj then something then i went home. Good to see you Mikey, Joe, Jamie, and Walt. Good luck in Chicago Beth and Mike (thanks for stopping by last night even though its like your last night in town).

I cant seem to wake up today

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:07:00 +0000

Im suckn down my stein of coffee and still nothing, wow and i didn't even stay up that late, just long enough to see a bit of weird science and thats aboot it. I did realize that he looks better in her panties than she did. I wonder if they planed it that way. Plus Pax is awesome in that movie, i mean really its hard to play a lump of shit but he totally pulled it off. I would have given him some kind of award or something, the golden dog turd.
If your not doing anything tonight you should stop by and say goodbye to the bikes, they are going down next week. Then besides IMJ i've got nothing planned until next year. Kind of nice not to have to worry about putting stuff up but i also like it, i think i just did too many in a row, need to space that out a bit more.
Okay off to pimp, get some jobs, and make some internet sales. I need a gym membership.

Finishing off a keg

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 17:30:00 +0000

Camping and canoing this weekend was fun, not too much rain. The water was super high but the raft kicked ass, no padelin for this kid. I did not almost die but Tisha did, she likes to jump out of boats mid rapids and grab big logs that happen to be floating by, just as a precaution if you ever happen to be in a canoe with the bitch (i can call her a bitch, she is a female dog) SHE JUMPS OUT and SQUIRMS like a 3 yr old, its so awesome i will never do it again. I think everyone had a great time, was just nice to be away and hang out with out distractions, i don't think any of us knew the time for days it was great. Mo fixed the bugs, like all of them. The porta potty wasn't all that bad. Aaron's biscuits and gravy was AWESOMELY DELICIOUS. Great job on the plans Jenny.

Now for the picture:
Thats what happens when hippies have a keg party and well can't finish it, they call in reinforcements aka me and atom, we filled everything we could find. I do believe it was laughing dog. I just tried to go to the site and it almost crashed me out with a dog barking noise thing. So yeah http://www.laughingdogbrewing.com/ go make the dog bark.

Gobbledigook

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Mon, 16 Jun 2008 19:50:00 +0000

Is everyone in the Midwest doing a rain dance? Please stop now please stop now. Okay yes yes yes. I have the hardest time in the world trying to write resumes, why is that do you think. I wonder if there is a pill for that - makes me love myself enough to bragg and be like yes i do this and this and this and this and i am fooooking awesome at it all, and you should pay me 5x or maybe even 7x what i am worth and let me sit in a comfy chair with an office with cool plants and plenty of shelf room for toys. Dream job baby dream job. Okay off to play scooters you enjoy your day and the sun shine, and play nice.

OMA GOSH!!!

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 17:09:00 +0000

Wow i feel better today. Still fooking tired but well thats my own fault now isn't it. I just have to say seeing sigur ros two nights in a row was awesome but im gettin to old for that shit. we got soaked in omaha then had to wait for like 2 hours because of tornado warnings, was okay though we got to sit in the lobby and talk to random folks - and have some cocktails. learned lots about omaha, and that most sigur ros fans are a lot a like but they just pretend not to be, with the exception of the snotty girl sitting next to me, but i still love her. i wouldn't want a wet dog smellin drunk shit head from kc sittin next to me either. after an amazing show, yes they blew my mind once again. it was time to explore. found a nice little bar called the dubliner that mike and jenny suggested (thanks dudes) good beer selection, and great jukebox. One little downside bars close at 1am there, but thats cool. Howard hooked us up with some nacho cheese on the way home, and the muffin man followed us. When we got back to the hotel the parking lot is full of storm chasing vehicles, if you have seen the a&e show storm chasers, you know what i is talking about, that weird looking tank thing was out there followed by like 900 trucks with lots o doodads hanging off of em, pretty damn cool really. okay enough of that kc coming soon... or well the description.... get the new sigur ros album ooh and the new black keys that shits good too.

Naked Hee Haw Honeys

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Wed, 28 May 2008 11:42:00 +0000

ive been in love with dr pepper again for like a week or so. i do this sometimes were i drink like a million of them in a few weeks then i hate it and never want to see again for at least 3-7 years.

Ribs Out

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Thu, 22 May 2008 22:08:00 +0000

sorry my phone will be off for a few days while i reconnect and concentrate...

bye

Sorting Cards

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Mon, 19 May 2008 22:54:00 +0000

There was music filtering in from the stereo in the main room. The brothers were being after school rowdy, making noise, wrestling and what ever else it is they do out there. We were sitting on the bed sorting the playing cards, trying to find a set. There had to be at least 6 different kinds in one ziploc bag. We just wanted to play some rummy or something. Go Fish even, because well none of us could remember how many cards you got with that.
"Man some of these cards aren't even playing cards, how in the hell do you expect us to get a set."
"Yeah i know, my brothers toss them around n shit."
"This Joker is all bent up so we can't use that, everyone will know its the joker."
"Yeah thanks for pointing that out."
The sun was setting in the window. My room was in the attic so i had the best windows with the best light.

Best Day Ever

noreply@blogger.com (wordy worderson) — Fri, 16 May 2008 17:41:00 +0000

and how are thee?

i loved last night - it rocked

tonight will be super awesome....

now time for a mid day nap....