timetravlr

HI! Im traveling into the future. Im going to offer reviews of what I find and hints for other time travelers....

Monday, February 26, 2007

Steam, ceiling water and anti bacterial soap



Stephen Carey and I were discussing job woes that we get used to. He is regularly burnt by steam, which hurts like hell yet does not phase him. I get dishpan hands, aches and pains, and the frequent drop in the eye of soapy water. The soapy water in the eyes would hurt if I stopped to notice but hey, if you don't want the comfort and security of a maximum security cubicle you have to make a few sacrifices. And besides, its soapy water, so at least its not like getting pond water in your lemonade. And by the way, if you were the one person who bought lemonade from our lemonade stand on High Street when I was five, I apologize if you got a cup that had housed a crayfish. I think all the Dixie cups held a crawdad for at least a moment. Still, I think we did manage to sell one cup of lemonade, which is better than the stand my sister and I ran selling pink lemonade and rabbit poop. "Rabbit poop makes excellent fertilizer!" is what my sweet sister yelled to passing commuters. Alas,most joint ventures, like most new businesses close in their first year.

August Miller, who makes excellent art you can visit at Augustworld.com, had the week from hell recently. Besides locking his keys in his running car (at least it was not in gear, like my mishap) he had enormous continuing plumbing problems. while catching drops of water from backed up plumbing, he realized that the drops hitting the bottom of the pan made a wonderful resonating sound. So, enjoying the moment and getting different sounds from different parts of the pan, he got ceiling water in his eye. Ceiling as the adjective is a euphemism.

But don't let this stop you from enjoying lemonade or pasts at Augusts house. All things must come to pass, and I have been told that what does not kill you makes you stronger.Sure, And crawdad lemonade gives you super strength, Neitzche.

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Thursday, February 22, 2007

Well Said!


"American Idol is the polar opposite of rock and roll. Rock and Roll is stealing equipment from the american Idol truck, spraying some mace at Simon Cowell, then going to play 3 Iggy and the Stogges songs all night!" John Doe

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Sunday, February 18, 2007

Holy Crap!

For a while there was a ssaying "it's the shit", sort of a derivation from "it's good shit" which is a distant relative of "shit happens". And while the eliminated waste from multicellular life forms such as yours truly is indeed unpleasent to encounter, let's consider the greater scope of life and the essential role waste plays in it.
Imagine a giant beautiful wodden boat. lets say its areal beauty, crafted from mahogany. The wood in this boat was once a little baby tree, eager to rise to a level where it could gather sun and grow. And to do this, this little tree needed nitrogen. So so sweet deer came by and pooped its cute little deer droppings and gave this little sapling the shit it needed to grow into a mighty tree.
There is all kinds of muck in this world. All manner of bacteria and carbon and filth and dirt come together to form beautiful trees, wonderfull meadows, and breathtaking views. Makes the breath halting smell seem like a small price to pay.

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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Happy Valentines day!

In 2038 its like christmas, but not commercial and there are huge feasts and singing everywhere!!

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Monday, February 12, 2007

strong cat


strong cat

little voice never stops

sharp claws at end of

soft fur

purr please

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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

the sacred and the profane


So I overheard that peculiar expression today...Mutha fukah. This expression was and is still one of the most shocking things that anyone can say. Our society has become so desensatized to shock however that we think nothing of it when the waitperson at IHOP cheerfully greets us and asks "how would you like some mother fucking pancakes?" We of course respond "thats what we are here for, a nice hot plate of ruity tuti fresh and fruity mother fucking pancakes." Yes, this happened just this morning to me and I was shocked at my own language. Mother Fucking Shocked!

It seems like the ultimate shock combination. The Sacred noun, Mother, juxtaposed against our most shocking verb, Fucking. I tried some other combinations. Lets see...Noun Sacred then profane verb...


Pope licker

tree hugger (people say this like an insult, I don't get it!)

Christ Puncher (thanks Simpsons)

Buddha poker

Yahweh rammer

Ghandi flipper

God blasphemer

Krisna Cunter? oh just making up words now!~


Hmmm,

Dog sucker?

One who does unwanted things in the company of senior citizens?

Bear Fluffer?


Well, Fuck it! I am going to leave the MFing to Chris Rock and just order french toast at IHOP!


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pole vaulting

Bill just got back from 2041. He loves the future. Why? Pole vaulting is huge for one thing. Yep, pole vaulting! Its as common as shooting hoops. There are pads set up at parks with laser type top bars. Like the ones used for pointing. not the ones that would vaporize you.

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Where is Bill?


So we had some friends over last night, and I left Bill out by the time machine. I came back and he was gone. If you see him tel him to get back to ground hogs day! We are a little worried, but he was an eagle scout so I bet he will be ok...