and it is everything you could ever dream of, my friend.
We’ve just had a few too many videos and not enough cats to keep the Nonymites happy around here, so … here you go. KITTEH!
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Emo vs Emo: animal wars
This post will not include cats. Everyone knows cats aren’t emo.
Icelandic Ponies are emo. You would be too, if an outbreak of horse herpes had sent a flock of Utah Beauty Queens off their regular mounts and onto you. You would also, presumably, be rather tired, if very relaxed.
Emo pony doesn't care about your sugar. Life IS lumps, sweetie.
Look, they’ve even got the hair:
Sable Island Pony is emo, too. With better hair
And Poodles, also are emo. Chihuahuas are not emo: they’re just evil.
Emo Poodle is Self Actualized
It is potentially possible that things that start with a P are all emo. Of course, starting off with a Pee always makes me less moody and irritable…
Bunneh Power!
Fuck You I Can Fly
So, yesterday I must have looked particularly Playboyesque than normal, because I got hit on copiously and actually asked out three times. So that was good.
Not so good was getting Social Media Stood-Up today. I called him, as agreed, at five, only to have to remind him who I was, to his apparent consternation. “Oh, RIGHT, sure, yeah.” He said he’d Skype me back in a few, after he’d called the others coming to dinner and worked out a place and time…and one hour later, I was still waiting to hear back.
And five minutes after that I was on the bus to a friend’s house for delicious, home-made Mexican food, of which I’ve just fixed myself a second helping.
The ironic part of the equation is that the guy is in Risk Management, but if he were any good at it, would he have DARED to do this?
I think not. I think not, indeed.
Maslow's Hierarchy of Internet Needs
But it’s okay. I’ve still got my poetry.
Like this:
I for one do NOT welcome our same old Robotic Overlords
Jack Layton is the Redshirt
Once Jack Layton figured out the fundamental problem with his campaign wardrobe, it didn’t take him long to move into Stornoway. Clothing doesn’t make the man, but it DOES make the vote margin, it would seem.
Speaking of superficiality, click over the jump for today’s politically-themed celebrity links. Don’t worry, politics is just showbiz for ugly people, right?
Keep Calm and Recite the Lords of Hockey Prayer
Keep calm and Canuck on
I was walking down the street, minding my own business (for once) when, right at the corner of Richards and Hastings, I saw this. I had to have it. And since I don’t have a camera capable of photographing it well enough to capture all the text, I ripped it off the hydro pole on which it had been pasted, and took it with me to type it all out. So here it all is, laboriously typed out by hand, so I hope you appreciate it.
Thus saith Michael the Captain of the Lords Host,
The year I was born, they joined the Big League, and waited patiently for Me,
They didn’t play for last, no more two line pass, bring on the Holy Spirit Gas
To bring it into submission, you must surrender to a God, and agree on the vision
Good Grief, I love My Beloved Leafs, but Vancouver I desire to give the cup to thee
REVELATION 19 THROUGHT 22; EZEKIEL 9: DANIEL 12
I am Stanley’s Lord, drink from My cup, after the parade we will sit and sup
I AM the Man clothed in linen, with Trevor Linden, saying the Devils ain’t winning
Game 7, a loud trumpet sound, a musical ride gathered around
Oh Canada, don’t you see, New Jerusalem a virgin bride dressed for Me
Hebrews 13: Thessalonians 4:16-17
Skates of Fire, Stars on Ice, entertaining angels is it not nice
In 89, Al MacInnes stood on the line, Patrick Roy ducted every time
Lanny McDonald, I Am the Golden Arch, I began My shout on the 19th of March
Don Cherry, I Am the vine, you Me and Ron the Devils will whine
Matthew 24L Mathew 18:19, Daniel 12:1-4
Davey Crocket and the Richard Rocket, I have a cup, in My pocket,
Bobby Orr he shoots he scores, I AM Michael, I hold the oars
I row row row the boat, I Bless the Humble, and oppose the goat
If you want this gift from Me, get on your knes in My Name Jesus say please
Mark 13; Matthew 24; Luke 21
Uncle Steve and Wayne the future I see, Luongo, will stand on his head for Me
Hey twins call Sundin up, and tell him to come, and sip from My cup
Surroundd by the cops, the crowd weeps, and the tears will drop
The crowd will roar, the Master is home, as Roger packs the Thunder Dome
Revelation 14; 1st Thessalonians 4:16-17; Daniel 12:1-4
Scotties tissues, a tournament of hearst, as I tear her walls all apart
To her shall the Archangel sing, about a Seven Carrot, Diamond Ring
Hey B.C I aAm the Lion, I am Orion, and you are standing on Mount Zion
Before Christ, this is the blan, I long to give you the cup from My hand
Revelation CH 6 through CH 13 understand the silence Aug 26, 2011
The Pacific Rim, the Ring of Fire, all prepared for cowards and liars
A three game sweep, a three game come back, Michael and His Angels lead the attack
The Devil and his angels, all cast down, 7 trumpets and they will gather around
Gates and the Pope I will capture, the rest marked, and headed for disaster
Isaiah 11
Born to be My Baby, she gives love a bad name, The New Jersey Devils concede the game
Little Girl Airheart, I tore her world apart, IAM destined to win right from the start
Across the oceans her claim to fame, she is taking, My New Name in vain
In your hands, I command you to lift her up, Zion’s Daughter must raise My pup
Love OrionMichael Prince “MY NEW NAME” Rev 19:11-16; Rev CH 2 and 3
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