Just escaping the snowfall, above, with a little summer 'surfing' music - all the way from the West Coast of Canada. I need to make better videos of most of my songs anyway.
I'm keeping to my diet, but I'm not using the lemons as much. My type produces a lot of mucus, but I like my mucus. It shields me from the environment. I only need the lemons when it gets into my tear ducts, which is only maybe about twice a month.
I've taken out some stories by Thomas Mann, an author I was steered to from reading Hermann Hesse. I couldn't find Buddenbrooks, the one Hitler banned and burned, but the one I'm reading now is still pretty good.
4:49PM. Having walked back to my east side home on Keefer Street, I'd like to give you some more detail about that comedy offender I spoke of in my recent video post Blight Is My World. The film being advertised looks like a comedy called Isn't It Romantic. The star of this billboard appeared to have been tossed out onto a sidewalk at my feet from a mysterious vehicle on the day after I complained about having to see her face ten times on the way to the library. This usually means that the person was apprehended and punished for offences against my copyright. If you investigate this film, I'm sure you'll find that it was brought to you by the same assholes who brought you the Austin Powers trilogy made out of my blogs. If so, it means that all the most entertaining parts of this film are plagiarized.
I never needed anyone else to be amusing, but these comedy creeps depend on me too much. And I'm sick of all the lawbreaking. I don't defend my comedy so I can be a fucking funny comedy star, I'M A MUSICIAN! My writing just happens to reflect my personality and my GOD DAMNED IDENTITY AS A HUMAN BEING! LUCIFER LOVES YOUR SOUL-POISONING COMEDY CRIMES HERE IN VANCOUVER!
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