
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Kozy and Dan

Alca-pon
Wile E. Coyote - Super Genious

Rule 1. The Road Runner cannot harm the Coyote except by going "Beep-Beep!"
Rule 2. No outside force can harm the Coyote -
Rule 3. The Coyote could stop anytime - if he were not a fanatic.
Rule 5. The Road Runner must stay on the road -
Rule 6. All action must be confined to the natural environment
Rule 7. All materials, tools, weapons, or mechanical conveniences
Rule 8. Whenever possible, make gravity the Coyote's greatest enemy.
Rule 9. The Coyote is always more humiliated than harmed by his failures.
(Rule 10.) The audience's sympathy must remain
Where the Chicks are Kicks and the Cats are Cool.
Exotic Dancers - An insight

We explore the world of female and male exotic dancers. Utilizing Hirschi’s Bonding
theory, we look at gender differences in societal reaction, subcultural ties, and
conventional support among dancers in a large metropolitan area. We surveyed 56
respondents from 18 exotic dancing establishments. Female dancers are less likely than
male dancers to receive community support for dancing as a way to earn a living. Female
dancers are also less likely than male dancers to recommend this work to a friend. The
majority of female respondents dance for a living. Few of our male respondents relied on
dancing as their primary source of income. While strong bonds are established within the
subculture of exotic dancing, dancers also maintain bonds within mainstream society. In
other words, a majority of the dancers had strong conventional ties (Hirschi’s attachment,
commitment, involvement, and belief) as measured by education, religion, and supportive
family, friends, and significant others . com
Hungrey hungrey Hookers
A beat to fuck by.
Fair Cans
Over the air - I love how guys say it's disgusting...
Shorts in quotes because I hate how guys bathing
What do they want us to do to get rid of them?
/rant
Riddle me this -
You would make a good lesbian.
Polanski finally nabbed.

He fled the US on the eve of being sentenced after admitting unlawful sexual intercourse with 13-year-old Samantha Geimer in 1977, plying the aspiring model with sedative drugs and champagne during a hot tub photoshoot at the Hollywood home of
Survival of the fittest
Voyure`
Ready to die.
"the Q-45, glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck shitRespect is collected, so check itI got techniques drippin out my buttcheeksSleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets, huhMy shit is deep, deeper than my grave GI'm ready to die and nobody can save meFuck the world, fuck my moms and my girlMy life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die"Haunting
Sara Goldfarb: I'm somebody now, Harry. Everybody likes me. Soon, millions of people will see me and they'll all like me. I'll tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. Remember? It's a reason to get up in the morning. It's a reason to lose weight, to fit in the red dress. It's a reason to smile. It makes tomorrow all right. What have I got Harry, hm? Why should I even make the bed, or wash the dishes? I do them, but why should I? I'm alone. Your father's gone, you're gone. I got no one to care for. What have I got, Harry? I'm lonely. I'm old.
Harry Goldfarb: You got friends, Ma.
Sara Goldfarb: Ah, it's not the same. They don't need me. I like the way I feel. I like thinking about the red dress and the television and you and your father.
Now when I get the sun, I smile.
Glenn Moust
My inspiration comes from life in general, music, street art and
Surveil = Stalk

A giant flower beetle with implanted electrodes and a radio receiver on its back can be wirelessly controlled, according to research presented this week. Scientists at the University of California developed a tiny rig that receives control signals from a nearby computer. Electrical signals delivered via the electrodes command the insect to take off, turn left or right, or hover in midflight. The research, funded by the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA), could one day be used for surveillance purposes or for
Tiny peices of shit
Photographic Paradeolia
“ Bogie went on a boat race one weekend and I shall never forget how much I missed him. I was so much in love with that man that when he left I felt a pain in my heart. I actually did. He was so much my life that I literally couldn’t think of anything else — had to catch my breath when he was away. Whenever I hear the word happy now, I think of then. Then I lived the full meaning of the word every day. Since then it has been elusive."— - Lauren Bacall
Star wars and chippys
Luke:What is it?
Obi-Wan: Your father's light saber. This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster; an elegant weapon for a more civilized age. For over a thousand generations, the Jedi Knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the Old Republic. Before the dark times...
I am the walrus

A usually low-lying area of soft waterlogged
A difficult, often embarrassing situation or condition: ,
Sundance - Moon Reviews.
The Lower the brow - The better the pudding* (*or something along those lines)

New world Reganism.

"As much as when you see a blonde with great tits and a great ass, you say to yourself, 'Hey, she must be stupid or must have nothing else to offer,' which maybe is the case many times. But then again there is the one that is as smart as her breasts look, great as her face looks, beautiful as her whole body looks gorgeous, you know, so people are shocked." –
Win.
" Most people who meet my wife quickly conclude that she is remarkable. They are right about this. She is smart, funny and thoroughly charming. Often, after hearing her speak at some function or working with her on a project, people will approach me and say something to the effect of, you know, I think the world of you, Barack, but your wife, wow! "The Road - Cormac McCarthy.

"He walked out into the road and stood. The silence. The salitter drying from the earth. The mudstained shapes of floating cities burned to the waterline. At a crossroads a ground set with dolmen stones where the spoken bones of oracles lay moldering. No sound but the wind. What will you say? A living man spoke these lines? He sharpened a quill with his small penknife to scribe these things in sloe or lampblack? At some reckonable and entabled moment? He is coming to steal my eyes.
To seal my mouth with dirt . com"
There is no God and we are his prophets . com
"From daydreams on the road there was no waking. He plodded on. He could remember everything of her save her scent. Seated in a theatre with her beside him leaning forward listening to the music. Gold scrollwork and sconces and the tall columnar folds of the drapes at either side of the stage. She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned."
Cormac McCarthy
Smile to remember
we had goldfish and they circled around and around
my mother, poor fish,wanting to be happy,
and then she would smile, to show me how,
one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
Family Cirus

Bil Keane: My only reason for using the religious or spiritual themes in the "Family Circus," is to show what our family was like when I was growing up and how religion was a part of the family life of Bil and Thel Keane. When I show Granddad in heaven sitting on a cloud enjoying his grandchildren on earth, coming down occasionally to comfort his widow, Granma, I'm drawing my dad, Al Keane, who died in 1956, four years before I started the feature. Grandma was my mother, who is now since gone, but who will live on as the Grandma in the "Family Circus." I don't believe that a comic should concentrate on any particular religion and have never indicated what sect the members of the "Family Circus" belong to. The cartoons that I occasionally do with a spiritual theme draw more positive mail than any others. When I first started mentioning God in the cartoon, I received critical mail from readers who said
Rammstien - Pussy

Der hat mich zum Fressen gern
auf der Speisekarte . com
Death of the ego
Now we see what the Ego is composed of: death terror. The irony here is that the death terror which is the Ego defends only itself. Everything outside is what the ego IS terrified of, but what is inside? Fear is the inside, and that makes everything else the outside. The tragicomedy is that the self-protection this generates is self-defeating, for the barriers we erect to defend the Ego also reinforce our suspicion that there is indeed something lacking in our innermost sanctum which needs protection. And if it turns out that what is innermost is so weak because it is...nothing, then no amount of protection will ever be felt to be enough and we shall end up trying to extend our control to the Tao-Toon Fool.
Beautiful and depraved.

You cant come halfway home from the bar.
The earths imagination.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Nightcats at the diner.
Now as long as I can be with me
We get along so well I can't believe
I love to chew the fat with folks
I have been listenin' to all your dirty jokes
I'm so thankful for these friends I do receive
I been sleepin' until the crack of noon
Midnight howlin' at the moon
Goin' out when I want to, comin' home when I please
Don't have to ask permission if I want to go out fishing
Never have to ask for the keys, no
Monday, September 14, 2009
What kind of thinker are you?
Description of the 4 Quadrants: Most people have some combination of all four styles, but with varying degrees of preference. One style will have a higher numerical score than the others, though two or more styles can have closely matching scores. The following paragraphs give a brief summary of each primary communication style:Epic Rites Execution.
Ben John Smith lives in Melbourne, Australia. His first book of poetry, Air a Boire, has received outstanding reviews. As Todd Moore put it, "Air a Boire isn’t so much a book of poetry as it is a dramatic gesture, a kicked open door, a drink thrown in the face, a stiff shit of the best boiling down the throat.” Ben is presently working on a new collection that promises to continue where Sunday, September 13, 2009
A great mind.
"Everyone wants to understand painting. Why don’t they try to understand the song of the birds? Why do they love a night, a flower, everything which surrounds man, without attempting to understand them? Whereas where painting is concerned, they want to understand. Let them understand above all that the artist works from necessity; that he, too, is a minute element of the world to whom one should ascribe no more importance than so many things in nature which charm us but which we do not explain to ourselves. Those who attempts to explain a picture are on the wrong track most of the time. Gertrude Stein, overjoyed, told me some time ago that she had finally understood what my picture represented: three musicians. It was a still-life!!" Hipster Tantra
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Mercy, mercy, mercy me.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Always smiling.
The Joker: Come here. Hey! Look at me. So I had a wife, beautiful, like you, who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks... Look at me! One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again, hm? I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars. So... I stick a razor in my mouth and do this... [the Joker mimics slicing his mouth open with his tongue]
The Joker: ...to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side. Now I'm always smiling!



































"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.



