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Tuesday, July 30, 2002
Vague plague
Generally speaking, people rarely speak generally. Have you noticed that? People have specific things to say; “I want a TALL VANILLA LATTE”, “I have to go to the GROCERY STORE”, “I need to take a MASSIVE DUMP”. Would the world be different if we were all very general? Go to Starbucks and say “Yeah, I’d like a drink”. They’d make you whatever they want. Tell your family “I’m going.”. They’d wonder where you are. Tell your friends and co-workers “I need to take a massive dump.”. Well, okay that last one isn’t the best example, but you get the idea. Try it out today. Try to be very general and see if you can change the world into one where people think that they know what you want and make assumptions about you…. Where they have to go on little or no information to make a decision rather than delve for the truth. The world is ALREADY like that you say? Oh, I see that you’ve started. ↑
Monday, July 29, 2002
Ass and wedge
I am a great lover of sandwiches. Though I have never made love to a sandwich, well, not that I’m willing to admit. Okay, can we just leave my personal life of this?! As I was saying, I thoroughly enjoy the concept of nestling tasty foodstuffs between bread. Adding condiments for flavour and consuming said creations with scrumptious beverages. Recently, in an attempt to lose weight, I have abstained from the consummation of bread, making my sandwich creation rather challenging. I have tried to substitute for bread. I wouldn’t recommend that you try a ham and cheese on matzo. I would be lying if I said that roast beef served on two slabs of raw ground meat doesn’t give you tremendous gas. Who knows how different the world would have been if when asked ‘the peasants have no bread, what will they eat?’ Marie Antoinette would have replied ‘let them eat breadless sandwiches’. My guess is that there would have been little or no difference to the course of history. Ok then, cake it is. ↑
Thursday, July 25, 2002
Indulge Yourself
Why am I surprised to discover that The Catholic Church has wholeheartedly embraced e-commerce??? Who says religion and commerce don't mix? Well, a few do. A few...never have. ↑
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
On a rope
It occurs to me that blog rhymes with flog. And flog I shall. But not right now. Instead, bask in my clever prose. BASK I SAID! That’s better. (nervous laugh) Ehehehe.. heh.. Once upon a time, the head of a large international organization came to town to greet his fanatical supporters. He was old and wise, and close to retirement. I asked a several of the young men on the subway why they had made this pilgrimage to our city... why they had travelled so far and so long at such a great expense to themselves, their families and their churches. "Pussy" was the common response. God bless. ↑
Tuesday, July 23, 2002
Brushes with Brakeless
This feeb is gone, but not lost. This feeb is overwhelmed and inundated, but not lost. This feeb enjoyed close contact with a taxicab this morning. The taxicab driver failed to look ahead before initiating vehicular movement. This feeb uttered some choice bits of advice whilst holding onto the hood in order to maintain an upright position. This feeb is happy to be neither marked with tire tread nor squished into the tar like Tom the Toad once was. To have then been stomped on, yet again, by eager members of the so-called universal church would have just been further trauma and humiliation. ↑
Monday, July 22, 2002
Mundane morning
We’ve lost two feebs. There’s a lady down the hall who laughs like a hyena. I haven’t had a coffee yet. My eyes are slimy from the shitty smog in this horrid city. I burned myself ironing my shirt this morning. I’m not going on a vacation for 55 more days. My dog has bad breath. I have bad breath. Is it Friday yet? ↑
Friday, July 12, 2002
Wednesday, July 10, 2002
Bored Games
If life doesn't offer a game worth playing, then play risk instead. [Anna K. D'Angelo] ↑
Friday, July 05, 2002
Sayonara, S.S.
As a sacrificial offering to the corporation, find here a blog entry in praise of it. It is good if your corporation is big enough to let you run on a different hamster wheel after a while. It lets you escape the fetid piles of organizational detritus that have built up around your current wheel, hamp(st)ering your ability to make that wheel spin. What? You expected some big, huge and saccharine yet erudite essay on the merits of corporate feebility?! Then you are in the wrong blog, my friend. *The man curses as he realizes that the sacrificial corporate fires concealed a flaming pile of crap...then wipes his shoe on the grass* ↑
Leave you life
Once up on a time there was this guy who drank a lot of beer. He would drink it all the time. Sometimes I would…. I mean this guy would drink it shotgun, or sometimes he would funnel it college-style, or out of a bottle or a can or in a chilled glass or by the pitcher or just plain old put his lips around the draught tap when the bartender wasn’t looking. Boy oh boy, he sure liked beer. He also liked Yanni records. He couldn’t get enough Yanni. Yanni: Live at The Acropolis, Yanni’s Greatest hits, even rare, coveted Yanni bootlegs … Wooha! He sure loved Yanni. To him, there was really nothing better than the inpirational piano stylings of Yanni. Beer and New Age music. This guy sure knew how to live. Or did he? ↑
Tuesday, July 02, 2002
Leaving the (Cube) Farm
Don't sit there and bitch that it's 35'C outside and so damn humid you couldn't possibly survive, while you shiver in the air conditioned building full of that oh-so-fresh air that's been recirculating since 1967. It's summer. One of the four seaons our country is blessed with. We happen to be in the part that has a hot, humid and hazy summer. It lasts all of two months - so get out there and enjoy it!! Still, I'd rather be at the beach. Happy summer, feebs. ↑  wretched corporate feebs © - All rights reserved - 2002-2004 
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