https://www.youtube.com/embed/MTJJb1UqjuA
I was a big Primus fan, and still am, but once I learned they were just being the residents tying to sound like zappa I got less interested.
The Residents, One Minute Movies
I hate fake enthusiasm, I hate overly friendly/touchy people, disingenuous things in general, dont sell me anything, let me shop around, and maybe I’ll buy. Young girls are the worst, like age 15-25, “ omg HAI IM BECKY! It’s SO good to meet you!!! “ Literally no one gives a shit becky, calm the fuck down.
The Russians have this sort of unspoken cultural thing, they never smile at people on the street, rarely do they smile in public period, because when a stranger smiles at you, he’s deceiving you, he wants something from you, there’s no reason to be smiling right now, we dont know eachother. Smiles are for friends and family only, no smiles for you, asshole.
I love these new DNA testing sites they have, I should really drop the 80 bucks. But these videos of like, skinheads finding out theyre jews, or white supremacists finding out they’re 18% subsaharan african is just, wonderful. Not just because its funny but because math doesnt lie, and it’s hard to say it lies.
Really ALL humans are SOME african, but these tests dont go THAT far back. I watched a video of Irish people taking these tests, and they came back as youd guess if you know history, brittish/irish, spanish, and middle eastern. Germans/Scandinavians often come up 78-80% western european, and then some middle eastern or Indian. I’m interested to know but I’m also poor, so I will guess, based on no actual science other than the videos ive seen of people with my general ancestry and roots:
70-75% Western European
10% Middle Eastern
5% Italian/Iberian ( Spanish )
5% Native American
5% Other.
Now when I break down and buy the test, which lets be honest i probably will, I’ll site this and see how close I am.
I tell Nicos flowered backside how beautiful she is, how sweet she is and how much I need her. Her skin and hair. To make it last, because this is the only time I can say it. Because the moment this is over, we'll hate eachother. The only person we'll hate more than eachother is ourselves. These are the only few moments I can be human, just for these minutes, I don't feel lonely. And riding me up and down, Nico says, ' so when do I get to meet your mom?' And ' never ' I say, ' That's impossible, I mean. ' ...Ask any man about his mom during sex, and you can delay the big blast forever. And Nico says, ' So is she dead now? ' and I say, ' sort of. ' Anymore when i go to visit my mom, I don't even pretend to be myself, hell i don't even pretend to know myself very well, not anymore. My mom, it's like her sole occupation at this point is losing weight. What's left of her is so thin she has to be a puppet.... The next time I go to visit my mom I'm still Fred Hastings, her old public defender, and she keeps me yakking all afternoon. I tell her I'm not married, and she says that's a shame...The next visit I'm still Fred, but married and with 3 children. ' Three is too many, people should stop at two ' she says, the next visit I have two. Every visit there's less and less of her under the blanket, in another way there's less and less of Victor Mancini sitting in the chair next to her bed. The next day I'm myself again, and it's only a few minutes before my mom rings for the nurse to escort me back to the lobby. We sit not talking then she says ' Victor ' she says, ' I need to tell you something....Fred Hastings was here, you remember Fred don't you? These days he has a wife and two perfect children, it was such a pleasure ' my mom says ' to see life work out for such a good person. ' ' I told him to buy land ' my moms says ' they're not making it anymore ' I ask her who she means by they, and she presses the nurse button again
Chuck Palahniuk, Choke
“The Quiet Vessel” by Bryan Olson
I think tumblr proves you dont need substance, but tits, even tits you’re never gonna touch, sell super, super well...how, cartoony.
H.R. Giger. No Title, 21B. 1964.
Musings and more of a despondant 30 year old man, former drug addict, current writer/alcoholic. I'm unmarried, I have no children, and all my dreams are dead, I've wasted my life, and you can too! Never say never. Sometimes prolific, mostly offensive observations about people, life, and the nature of the universe. I'm a communist, your god's a lie, hate mail welcome.
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