Obamarama...

No, not the group that brought you that pop sensation Venus. That was Bananarama. This is just the guy that's gonna make you wish you lived there...
Chocolate Goddess on the mountain top,
Burning like an ebony flame,
Dark summit of beauty and love,
And Condy was her name!
Her weapons were her charcoal eyes,
Making every man a man,
Black as the dark night she was,
Got what no-one else had,
Bootay!
She's got it,
Yeah, baby, she's got it!
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire.
You know old Barrack has to have tried to tap dat ass. Condy is way finer than his old lady anyday. So he gave Hilldawg a spot on his roster, wasn't expecting that either.
Regardless, I'm not a religious person but I swear if there is like some assassination attempt on him, and he looks like he takes a direct head shot...
If he shows up later totally unfazed, I may just be a changed man. Kidding, but I like how he isn't even PREZ yet, and I'm already hearing about all the promises he made during his campaign that he's already gonna be unable to do.
Wow, nobody ever questioned that at the time, they were too busy jizzing themselves over being gypped into believing they were part of some historical bullshit and breathing heavily in the media/celebrity gaseous clouds of their smug fartiness of divine intervention on our common peasant, inbred asses. Ha!
I love how it is assumed that the world didn't hate us prior to the first time Dubya ever flushed the White House toilet. Eight years of blinders under a self absorbed, hornytoad bumpkin like Bill was more than enough time for the rest of the world to gather and plot our demise.
You gotta hang out around the water cooler to hear the latest gossip and stay in the know on who's trying to ram something explosive up your ass. And in this case, the water cooler is the Middle East. Obama can't get us out of there, and as we tuck tail and run, they will bid us farewell with harsh words and a few final rockets to boot.
McCain wasn't going to keep us in some kind of war with Iraq. The hope was to have those guys finally cover their own asses, and we would have a presence there like we had in Japan. I've even heard him explain it with mein own ears, and saw his lips move with mein own eyes.
Who knows what Obama will do? I do believe he is about to have some tests coming up, one being Iran and Israel. They are not going to let Iran have nuclear capabilities. They are going to mercilessly bomb the fuck out of them. Will this, along with further disastrous events, start the end all of world wars?
"Will the devil have his day"
Kidding, geez!
Einstein once said, "I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."
I wonder if there were any past civilizations that crawled up out of the mud, or from eons huddled in caves, to have the mental might, yet the moral depravity, to nearly destroy humanity as a whole. Maybe we just got lucky to the point where a few, but just enough to restock the population, survived. Started all over. Invented god or something in hopes of scaring people from ever again trying to be too big for their britches.
Lied to future generations long enough to let the past fade away...
I think we are teetering. They are watching to see if that wobble was from blood leakage, or faked to draw the wolves in a little closer for the strike.
Well that's all for me now tonight, I'm hungry. Deal with it...

Ebon Flow...

The ebb and flow of it all, what does it all mean? My mood, and those things around me that bring me up, also leave me dashed upon the rocks.
I still have three, possibly four, days of work left this week. It is always tough to be there, because I really don't like to talk to people in the real world, and I don't like to be touched by them. Or probed in any way. I can be extremely vague when I want to be. Leaves room for loopholes, you see...
Piercings, within the realm of law, yet ringing the nipple, errr..... I mean star that is pure, unadulterated goodness like a rogue planet of vigilanteism and doom to the evil naysayers perched on my haunched visage. WTF?
I was forced to watch Jeff Dunham today on TV, and that guy is not funny, and puppets aren't funny, and you know what?
I could see his lips move.
Like today's picture? It's almost like Condy could be a superheroine if'n she wanted to. Her show would be on BET, probably give her a name like Ebon Flow, Mistress of the Menstrual Cycle.
It's 10:20pm and I have to be up at 5am so I hear that whistle blowing last call. All aboard on the last train to Sleepies' House.
Woot wooooooooooot.

Hovering...

So the Chiefs game isn't on TV once again, since they've been losing. However, thanks to Keith, I've found US97, and they are broadcasting the game. Surprising they didn't block this out, because on other channels you gotst to pay. The Saints are without three cornerbacks, and the Chiefs are due up to win. Larry Johnson is back too, so it looks like they will win, though it's beyond me why it's not on TV. This is almost a given, so I'm surprised it's being put on the shelf in favor of the Packers. Maybe I should spend three hours plus at Buffalo Wild Wings...
I don't wanna be the guy who high fives everyone when the game seems over, like last weekend.
So some guy was rooting for the Packers, he saw my Green Bay hat and was trying to high five me too. I was like, "Hey, I'm only wearing this hat to cover my Jew-fro."
So he ran his mouth, and by and by, he was disappointed. And you could see his wife was perturbed at his drunkenness. All I can say is he made me root for the other team.
Football, football...
I love the Chiefs, though they are breaking my heart right now...

Sleepy's Dead Reckoning...

I reckon that though this picture is quite old, it conveys how I feel to a tee. My paycheck will be a good one, but I'm worn out from working on a Saturday, which is today for those not in the know.
I had good company, and my boss bought food for us, even though the rotten bastard gave me a wicked tongue lashing earlier in the day for an past tardy slip up which doesn't even count because I stayed home and had a Dr's excuse. I just didn't call before work. Oh wellz, deal, bitch.
He said he would pass it on to his "guy" and the worst thing would be that I would get some stupid letter in my file, and said it like he was doing me some sort of a favor. I was like "we'll see how that all goes over."
Another woops letter goes into the shredder. Trust me, it will, if there even is one later. He tried to put me on leave restriction once, and that also fell through. Dumbass.
I now have a headache, I'm farting like crazy from some cheese dip with habanero peppers in it, and I think I'm just going to take a nap... right... now.
Nighty nights. Sleepy's house awaits with doors wide open!

2012 Elections/Ode to Condy...

Condy will run, oh yes, she will run. And she will look damn fine doing it too. You will want to vote for her. In this picture, you can clearly see she can readily seduce you with those eyes as well as squirt liquid acid to rain down upon your insolent flesh!!! Beware!!!

Yet she is also a benevolent dame. She will scrub clean all of our wrongdoings, she will wash away the sins of the fathers...

She will bring us back to past glory, riding on a star spangled pony. She will lather us with soft, foamy bubbles of...

Freedom perhaps?

Righteous and divine tenacity for the finer things, to better the realms she beholds with beauty and grace?

Some in the world do not want such a thing as peace and love under one strong black woman who can crush walnuts with her thighs. Some would rather take, take, and take some more. Credit where credit is(n't) due, they mutter under their sour, tainted breaths. We can't let this happen, they cry, befuddled, to the darkening skies.

But can it be stopped? Methinks not. She is the juggernaut, she is...

Inevitability?

Do not fight the rising tide, lest you attempt to wrangle incessently with the gods of burning hellfire yourself.

Let the cleansing rays of the chocolate goddess wash down upon your soul...

CONDY2012

Aliens...

Yup. Here I am. In the flesh. Nekked for all eyes to see. I see some of you squinting. I didn't mean that kind of nekked...

"Thank Jehovah for that!"

Okkkkkkkkkk...

I wish I wouldn't have killed my other blog. I had alot of really personal stuff in it. But to keep it would have meant to go insane. Again.

"Ghosts..."

Skeletons...

Have them, we do, don't we all, come on, come on, won't you now hey?

I like to turn my brain off. Unfortunately it comes back and bites me in the ass. I heard in space they can't hear you scream...

Left Alone...

I have nothing to share today, like it's any kind of surprise. I admit defeat.
"I surrender."
Once again, I roll the dice, and come up with snake eyes.
Kneel before Zod.
Most often, when you let down your guard, and open things, and places...
"Reveal?"
You are already lost before it has began.
Vanity.
Pride, even in the name of love, is wrong. So fuck you Bono. I just thought I'd throw that in.
But once again, I've thrown myself in front of the bus that is...
"Life?"
Idiocy?
My only crime is being the new millenium's Peter Pan, never...
I guess the only way is up now?
"But the floor smells so nice."
Mmmm, and shag, too.
I'm tired of deluding myself. I should get out more, get some sun, get some food in me. Liquid. Flavor. I need a babysitter, but who'd want the jerb? I'm most definitely a handful. And not nearly as charming in person. I bring nothing but badness to the table.
Flavor. Charm. Idiocy. I shoulda been a fratboy. Guys gone wild.
W00t. Disregard this message.

Hep-MO-tized!!!

(By the way, click on this trippy gif image, it's supercool!!!)
What's new, peoples? Just checking in, I know I've been awhile.
"You don't sayyyy..."
I been hep-MO-tized!!!
So what's been happening with me then? Ummmmm, Let's see. Working as much as I can, I've also been watching my beloved Chiefs going down the toilet once again, thanks to Herm Edwards, or as I like to call him: the idiot who keeps ripping my heart out weekly and shitting on it, then stomping it into mush.
Yesterday I watched Say Anything on Youtube. That is one of my all time faves, I took a girlfriend to see it back in... 89-90? I cry everytime I see it.
"I gave her my heart..."
And she gave me a pen.
This gem is a timeless classic. I'm a jerk piece of crap sometimes, and even I love it, so I can imagine anyone who sees it will instantly be catapulted back to their own break up scene. Cusack's best movie, hands down.
I've been seeing alot of movies, the best out of the bunch being Pineapple Express. This movie does for weed comedies/action thrillers what Say Anything did for movies where a guy holds up a boombox jamming some sweet Peter Gabriel. You know what I mizzean...
I've seen it 6 times now, think I might even "hit it" one more time before it's gone. James Franco is kickass in this, I never knew he even had it in him. All star cast and the black guy playing Matheson is high-larious. So see this if you haven't. When this badboy comes out on DVD I'm gonna bogart the heck out of it. Movie of the year!!!
So tonight, though, I'm thinking about seeing Choke, I just hope it's ok for my kid to see it. I'm hoping it ain't raunchfest 2008. I may call and ask first. Looks really good though, sex addict who makes a living by pretending to choke in restaurants takes care of his mama and wants to bang the nurse...
"Hmmmmmm..."
Hmmmm?
I'm wore out, work today was mentally grueling to get through. I hate people. I wish I worked somewhere that I was totally alone all the time. I like silence. I just recently realized that I don't even hardly listen to music anymore. And when I actually do remember to turn the radio on in the car, it's on NPR. So I'm either jamming out to some classical or yelling/laughing at Libtards and their vicious attacks on Palin. She's inexperienced? WTF is Obama then? He ain't even been around very long, and he's spent most of it running for Prez. McCain's too old? Younger than Reagan by the time he was done. He won't die, geez, you morbid fuckers. And Democrats are every bit as crooked as they point the Republicans out to be. Hell, Edwards was squirting out errant, wayward baby batter while running for Prez hisself!!! I'm voting McCain, he's able, he's been in the shit, he isn't planning on taking over the world and drinking the blood of all non white children. Hispanic news is the worst, they are pretty much telling the people who watch their garbage how to vote. The only thing important to them is getting here easier, they don't care about the stuff we need to do to survive in this crazy, mixed up world, lol. I don't think Obama is some sleeper cell terrorist or anything silly like that. The guy is an excellent speaker, he could talk the panties off of Mother Theresa, I'll give him that. But he's a whole lot of fluff, all that talk is exactly that... TALK. He isn't going to fix anything except our little red wagons. Then the shitstorm will begin.
Supposedly Planet X is swinging our way in like 2012 or something, and the aliens will be mining our planet for gold, and apparently taking all the cool rich people back with them, and hunting us down like dawgs in the meantime. Or something like that. All the world's governments are secretly making giant underground ARKs, sectioned off dwellings for all the elite. I hear alot of kookoo theories all the time. Myself?
I think we are spiralling headlong into WW3. There is just too much shit going on, and everyone is turning on us. This didn't happen when Bush was Prez, alot of it started and grew during Slick Willy's reign of terror. So yeah, I'd rather have a guy with balls like McCain at the helm than dickhead Obama. I can't believe he didn't pick Hilldawg as his VP. So we will either have a black Prez, or a female VP. One way or another, we'll have firsties. Depending on who wins though...
It may be lasties!!!
What else now that I've shared my political leanings. I do nothing but sit back here and make videos, the ones at the top of the page on Youtube. Or check out my favorite places on ze net. Liveleak, Youtube, Craptv, ummm...
"Here?"
Yeah right.
I'm tired right now, and still trying to shake some wicked bad cold. I'm also trying to not turn into a fatass again, so back to eating right, and next week the heavy workouts begin anew. I only got back up to 180ish so it'll go quick and dirty. This time I won't burn myself out and plateau like last time. I just never changed it up, or gave it a rest. I was pretty rabbitlike bodywise, but couldn't seem to bulk up. I wasn't eating enough, at least not enough meat. I got bigger when I took creatine, but that stuff made me feel weird so I quit. And I tore a tendon last year like in November in my foot, that also caused me alot of grief, and handfuls of hydrocodone.
"Eating them like Skittles!"
Not that bad...
But when the soft and fluffy ride was over, I was missing them dearly for a few days. I also need to lay off the cancer sticks. So many things to do... to do...
How though? And some of them can't/won't be delved into here, because I'm still dealing with them. Maybe when I take care of them, I will share. But for now, I will leave you with this oath as we bump fists...'
Pound it.
Lock it.
Break the pickle?
Tickle tickle.

Don't Be Square, Be There...

It is amazing that I post pictures of me that bear striking resemblance to Chaotic Graveh yet profess to love you all, and bathe you all in warm liquid night. Bizarre, and strange, events are soon to unfold. I await upon edge of seat: will I fold? Will I...
I will leave that afterthought to ye allz. My destiny is in your hands. Will the hand that bites feed upon you? Punch or get out, punch or get out...
Bondage, and fantasy. Whatever gets your cookies. Will you succumb, will you succumb?
"Methinks he's gone daft."
Begone.

w00t!

more to come, peeps. it is thundering out. the gawds are bowling...

Hi Strangers!!!

Where the fuck have I been? In hell, and I ain't out yet. I'm sure no one is still reading this, so what's the point, right?
I made a new Depeche Mode video, so check it out. It's pretty nifty and will trip your brain out. I'm personally gonna go eat some calamari myself. I'm freshly showered and wearing, ugh, a turtleneck. I look all so spiffy, and I smell almost good enough to eat. Damn, I'm fine today. This is rare.
Now I just need a haircut. I'm also toying with being a blond again.
Hmmm.........................
Comment. Let me hear the multitudes. Ha!

Joe Rogan...

I can't deal. I'm all Rogan, yet I'm the exact opposite...

Tell me why

Can't we try...

Not to break our hearts and make it so hard on ourselves...

I hate life. It is evil. The things that I want...

I can't seeem to find happiness.

When she says I love you...............

I love you...

As Closed Off As I am...

My lil gal and I made a video. It will be enjoyed by... yourselves. You will love this, and you will fall to your knees in exaltations.

And fervored whatchamacallits. She baked a cake last night, I filmed her beaming over it earlier today. She is not only my one and only, she is the best friend I have in the world. Even as closed off as I am.................................

Am I all alone here? If you are out there and are reading, shout yourself out. I am lonely. Make yourselves heard...

Shambles...

I've seen alot of shit. Haunting indeed.
Fucking indeed.
Oh yeah, ask me about it. Oh, I'm sorry, too involved in yourself?
Same here. Movie reviews: They all pale in comparison. To what?
Exactly.
Pale...
Wanton...
Thrillfull...
They had no idea what they set loose upon the world.
All (s)he wants is...
MORE.
"We shall return soon."
Full force.

Meat/beat/manifesto of Death.

Babble. You don't know how to ease my pain, you don't know. You don't know the sound of my tears falling. You don't know. You just don't fucking know. Bend to my will. Give in. I won't accept anything less. But you won't give me what I want. I will survive. I will be less than I am now, but I will. I will. Meatamorphisize!!!
I am a cannibal, I will yet eat myself. I know I'm weird, but if you would judt read.. in between...
the...

A Public GRAVEH Announcement!!!

It may yet save your life if you heed my visions of false party-gawdness and pollo loco-motion.

Now to answer questions: No, it was powdered sugar. I ain't got that kinda money, but if I did, it wouldn't be going up my nostrils.

Drugs are bad, peoples, mmm'kay?

I think maybe later we are gonna see National Treasure 2, just me and the rugrat, and I think her lil friend. No, not that lil friend(her imaginary Mitch Conners hand), but one that actually lives and breathes, go figure!!! As long as they keep the chatter down a bit, I'm good.

Enjoy the video; learn a lesson or two, maybe...

Barrel Bottom Scrapings...

I added a Youtube player at the top there, so you can enjoy even more of me.
I know you will love this, as now there is more of me to love. It is like being borne on the wings of angels, their wing feathers kissing you ever so gently.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm........."
We saw Beowulf 2, did I mention? Good too, once again. I also put up some Christmas lights and will get the roof done tomorrow, if I don't have a stroke from all the anger involved in accomplishing this feat. I will probably have to do some inside the house tree-work too, which means I will be covered in deep, painful scratches, and sap. Damn it...
What else? It's cold as shit here. Well, not actually, since shit is usually pretty warm. I guess it depends on how long it's been sitting out. The kinda shit I'm talking about would have come out of an Eskimo's ass and left out all night on a glacier, or something...
Really fucking cold.
"Like a witches tit..."
Yeah can't you see I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel here? To top it off, I'm out of Vicodins, and I'd went through a prescription of near 200. I'm gonna miss 'em...
We don't.
"That's because he took them to get rid of us, remember?"
Alas...

Something for yer Breath...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8xrDyA3-e4
Please click on this link, people. It is a hilarious commercial a friend did for an Aquafresh commercial contest, and he needs some clicky wicky wicky scratch lovin' straight from the oven!!!
I do believe he has a winnah on his hands. I saw his competition and they were mostly all pretty lame. I wanted to do one myself, and had some great fucking ideas, but I'm still kinda ill, and lazy as all get out...
I may still do one, just for shits and giggles...
Go, Bren-Bren!!!!
Give mah nugga some love by clicking, faving, and spreading it around even more. It's a good one, and a tiny bit on ze naughty side. Not gross and/or perverted...
Just trust me here people!!! Have I ever steered you wrong yet?

Shut Yer Face!!!

Yes, yes...
Aqui estoy, for now. I dunno if I mentioned it before, but The Mist was a terrible movie. Thanks alot Stephen King, for sucking royal ass. I gave it a C-. If I gave it a better grade at any earlier time, I'm taking it back. Over time it seems to have soured even more. I'm gonna be working on some new videos soon, and a few other things, hopefully they will be interesting and totally not suck. Here's to hoping...

So many things I wanna do, nay, need to do!!! I will hopefully come out of this funk soon and be riding high again. Been listening to alot of Marty Robbins, and wow, I had no idea...

That cat had way too many things going on for one man's lifetime. Lucky guy, that Marteh...

I'm starting to feel like Crispen Glover, except without the fame and, oh yeah, money!!!

Priest Holmes: Say It Ain't So!!!

Kansas City Chiefs three-time Pro Bowl RB Priest Holmes officially announced his retirement from the National Football League on Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving. Holmes concludes his illustrious playing career owning nine Chiefs career records and eight Chiefs single-season records. Arguably the most productive all-around offensive performer in the 48-year history of the franchise, Holmes walks away from the game as Kansas City’s all-time leader in rushing yards (6,070), rushing touchdowns (76) and total touchdowns (83). Holmes accumulated 8,172 career rushing yards in 11 seasons with Baltimore (’97-00) and Kansas City (2001-07), the highest total by any undrafted player since the AFL-NFL merger.
“I have truly been blessed with the opportunity to play in the National Football League,” Holmes commented. “I will be forever grateful to the Hunt Family and the Chiefs organization for the opportunity to come to Kansas City, where the community embraced me from day one. I have been humbled by the tremendous support that I have received from Chiefs fans over the years. I was grateful to be part of a Super Bowl team in Baltimore, but I will always fondly remember my time in Kansas City and the many great players and coaches that provided me an opportunity to be successful.”

Holmes played in 65 regular season games with 63 starts for Kansas City. He was named the NFL Offensive Player of the Year by the Associated Press after producing 1,615 rushing yards in just 14 games in 2002. Holmes became just the third Chiefs player to lead the league in rushing when he racked up 1,555 yards during his debut campaign with Kansas City in 2001. In addition to his rushing exploits, Holmes also caught 246 passes for 2,360 yards (9.6 avg.) with seven TDs. He ranks first in team history with 1,521 touches from scrimmage and is second in team annals with 24 career 100-yard rushing games. He also started a postseason contest vs. Indianapolis (1/11/04), rushing 24 times and setting Chiefs single-game postseason records with 176 yards and two TDs. He finished the day with 208 combined net yards from scrimmage, the third-highest tally in Chiefs postseason history.
Since joining the Chiefs as an unrestricted free agent in 2001, Holmes averaged a league-high 130.0 scrimmage yards per game and ranked second in the NFL by averaging 93.4 rushing yards per game. Holmes scored 83 touchdowns since 2001-05, the second-highest total in the NFL during that time span. He scored 62 rushing touchdowns from 2002-04, the second-best three-year total in NFL history. Holmes owns a host of Chiefs single-season records, including marks for points (162 in 2003), receptions by a running back (74 in 2003) and yards from scrimmage (2,287 in 2002).

I have his jersey, the only other one I shelled out moolah on was a bust in Tamarick Vanover. I was sad to see him go, they don't make many out there like him. Myself, and Kansas City fans all over are feeling the hurt once again. I thought he might be back to do some damage, I just didn't think it would be to himself...

"Priest Holmes will always be a Kansas City Chief.”