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BOUNCE FLY  by  user1070685

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steve

for the record, theres alot of cursing going on in this massive blog insertion, so
if you get sick of the f word after 90 or so casual uses, be advised.
i talk some about sex, drugs, race, i guess mainly the pivotal shit that we all dream about besides love and peace, but that creeps into the picture some as well
its not that good, be advised Im not a professional text slinger

STEVE
PT 1

i've wasted my whole life
yet i dont want to die just yet
not like i get to choose when
without continuing a legacy
circling around in loop
and i dont want to do that

so crack another beer
light another smoke
open up, start by stating these reason three
one i'm my mothers son
two i dont want a gun
three my dreams arent of escaping
their of taking control
promise to do what i told you
id do pay what i owe
no lies or cover ups
just the truth
no bitch sessions this song does not come with a lesson plan
yet


PT 2

"what a niggy know" KMD from Black Bastards

my brain my body
my soul, do we still get one of those?
or is it debated, is it earned
you got to have soul
sort of thing, that you can lose
that can be taken away from you
thats a scary thought
that your actions could have such reprocussions
i cant just dance to the procussions, the drums and synths
without it being political
politics man are in everything
you know that, but that doesnt mean they cant be ignored or extracted
since when was it so impossible just to groove to song
now are we supposed to be thinking the whole time,
oh man i wish i was black and if your black wish you were latino
or japanese to get down with some dj krush?
thats all kind of ridiculous.
how can music survive, how can hip hop survive if its deemed
only just for those who are the right color.
segregation of art, kind of sad. i will say I agree, that hip hop
is of the black, african american culture, yet its still a subculture
within the larger group, it came out of raggae, dub, blues, rock, punk, disco
i should say, it came after. it wasnt recognized until those genres
could it have happened another way? could hip hop have come first, and then
now swing music would be brand new, the underground, yikes
that would suck. revisionist nightmare, i dont hate swing. I just dont want
to go insane imagining the universe that way. the idea that the world could be
different is alright, in small degrees it is every moment, well maybe not tiny
you figure people die and are born every second , or day
i mean if we looked at the world as though we are all family, we'd be attending hell
alot of funerals. rushing back over to emergency to admit another cousin or sister


i mean, the planet , the planet is bigger then any thing we reference in our daily lives. sure there is the universe, but fuck, peoples eyes glaze over at that shit.
"the universe man"
for the most part people seem to want to keep shit local, bitching about how long
their commute is, how much cash they have on them, bills due that week.
so with all this talk about globalization and global brotherhood and what not
what does it mean?
you get dumped, whats your friend say, aw there are plenty of fish in the sea, in the sea that is.
you know there are plenty of fish in the sea, accept it. except that shit, like some of
them are going extinct, some are overfished, some are gone, there are contaminents and crap screwing with it, put there by us.
now us is a motherfucker
we, thats a bitch
look at this way, you went to kindergarden, you went highschool, you got a job, your family, whatever.. those are the groupings your associated with.
so when these people come up and say "we did this" we did this to our planet
I want to choke them!
no we didnt! i know i didnt bomb hiroshima, i didnt put crack in the ghettos
i didnt segregate, i didnt say women are inferior. etc
not me, not we, fuck them

be specific, or shut the fuck up.

i dont need that on my conscience, because all im going to do is thin kabout it, and write something about it, and talk about it, and boy howdy, that aint a job, that aint healthcare, that aint equality

because thats who i am, nice to meet you. stop hating on me, i dont know you
i didnt know their were ghettos when i was 7
i didnt know their were slaves still when i was 16
i didnt know that america would be in another war
fuck, i didnt know
now i do, what can i say, im sorry? who does that appease
i didnt know this coffee was harming the ozone, because its shipped from far away
and the people making it are indentured servants under a police corrupted by coccaine dealers, what?
is that true
shit yeah homeboy
maybe if i was latino, i would have, and been like fuck whitey
but no
Im a caucazoid who is terrified, balls deep in my white girlfriend
that there wont be a better tomorrow, because i know to much
i stop going to walmart, and their sales improve
they expand
i pass on the military and more people enlist
i smoke pot and its yummy, but illegal

im just saying, Im not you, im not trying to say i am, that i have it worse off
because i know its not true in some cases. and those are the people worth talking to about their issues and concerns
not that i cant hear people out who are rolling, or doing alright, but
you know, you must be sick of hearing me talk about being white
me to
because its nothing man, its not a big deal, its not that i want to talk about
the shitty things, maybe every white dude can say oh I wish black people
would accept me as a brother from another mother sort of thing
maybe, but thats ridiculous,
thats not a suitable conclusion
it doesnt make sense.
im not trying to revise my past, or change it, what i can remember of it is done and dusted.
its stupid. I dont want to be black, because i cant be.
but thats a statement of the times. people see what is popping,
guys want to fuck every fine girl they see or meet.
we dont want to put up with bullshit
we dont want to die
or have to fuck people up to get what we want
go to prison
etc

its so fucking stupid, i guess in my heart of hearts all i can say is
we define these things
one mans scank is another mans queen
crude but true in all circumstances
is that reducing women to an object of lust/disgust?
i dont know, I really couldnt say
if a woman came up to me tomorrow and mentioned this and asked me
if I thought she was a skant or a queen, Id probably laugh
and tell her its an idea, not a belief.
its my perception of behavior among men and women
that we are very confused all the time with
instinct, pleasure, acceptance, etc
if you have a dream, and in it your on a vacation, your favorite place in the world
it seems. and you remember it, so then
oh, i really want to go there, or oh i wish i could stay
but you cant, because you cant afford to go

so what do you do, you make a choice, you make choices, and you do
the best you can to forget.remember, and there you go

thats life

maybe something will distract you
maybe it was never meant to be
how do we treat one another
am i doing you a disservice in writing this

i want some ... kleenex!


I know i said fuck alot
be that as it may, its a good word
its sometimes better not said
but in writing, you cant go wrong
maybe not

you seem unccertain as to what you want
i want some hot chocolate
but, i dont want to make it quite yet
see it sucks right now in a specific way
its cold outside, so i cant just kick it and have a smoke and
some tea or other hot drink

its just really cold.. 5 out
and its 7 in the morning
again
i realize i swore alot

what a niggy know, black bastards KMD
im not black i shouldnt know these things right

like i should articulate my opinion via hiphop
i told myself id consider my shit legit when it was the right time
ive said i do rap and such in the past, but not for a while
dark times in the metaphysical sense
metaphorical, eyes aglaze
like i feel like my life isnt my own to explore
its just not cool to give a fuck about your soul
like you got to be down with the reteric of the institutions, nation
which you may notice get flipped every 4 years or 8
that we are evolving. so date it, do it, move on

its bullshit.
i dont think ive done a "can i kick it" i wasnt out to, never could or will
to tell you the truth, black people coud have kept the shit to themselves
hiphop could have stayed in brooklyn, its true
but the shit was to ill, and black people rule.
african americans, black is black is black is black

and i think , you dont know what you have until its gone
gone are the days pre- mcdonalds rap commercials
i mean its not like black people didnt already run some fucking
mcdonalds and kitchens elswere, its not like they werent digging it and
dispizing it.
but thats music, it can go were other formats cannot. and being fashioned by mankind, it can be used for ill or good.
Im about making money to
its good to provide for yourself
i didnt wake up today thinking id make a living doing hiphop
i woke up thinking with hiphop, i can do it, i can go on
like i bridge the gap between where i am at right now, where ive been
and where i need to be going
i didnt wake up articulating that feeling, no
i just wrote that, but shit im writing about myself, and thats how
i want to start my days.

its a marvel to me
science, music, art, earth, people, which way do you go?
i feel like ive been studying for an entrance examine into
a wizards school for to long. my existence is hinged on excellence
and i havent seen anything from myself that commands it.
i cannot summon the strength or will to be who i want, because that person
never stays the same
stylish rogue, misfit clone, apple orchards, or bee farm, why not both
city or country somewhere far away or close, girlfriend, lover, wife
missile shower, blood baths on the news, FUCK IT!
hip hop , hardcore disco! well maybe not,
im sorry i said fuck so much
this is me
signing off
STEVE




I just read and enjoyed

why white kids like hip hop
the brief wonderous life of oscar wao

and beat off as opposed to cheating!


available at hennepin county libraries and bookstores im sure
not the beating off part, although it wouldnt suprise me if its happened.


pt 3

hello, I am a television producer, my credits include beginning and end. as well as the highly coveted middle.

have you seen the onion movie? or kentucky fried movie?
or listened, read, watched tv music a book in past 75 years or more?
i thought not, still you should read this sif your old enough to buy
marijuana and would like to share it sometime. chinchin.


untitled rough draft
the unscheduled life
never late for arrival
why can i not type what i speak
"oh great" you think
a writer writing about writers block
chalk up another victory for sandscript
glad that we evolved to this place in time, really a moment
that someone has finally sat down to explain such a thing
what makes me such an expert, do i indulge you with such trivialties
they cannot possibly be all that trivial.
where is the factual evidence, the chronological map
need i be a csi to explain

well read, sort of. self educated more or less since pubescency
being that i as an adolescent tuned out much of my required reading
blandly purused textbooks, scimmed, circled, highlighting entries
breifly before losing, misplacing those specialty items
never could keep a datebook, dream constantly, at any given time
giving in to mental pleasures, that girl, that gig, that which i can or could have
achieved.



i think that makes me more then qualified to write something about one thing
or another.
no bother, i am not pestered by the ambition to write. no not all writers are blessed
winged angels descending upon the lesser mortal, we and i may humbly only
speak for myself, that my opinion is not that i am accurate.
that i am not expousing or expouting about ex's and spouses, the way it should be
my given character traits are not the remnants of great travesty and sublime
sensitivty. I am not dear reader the greatest of allies or obvious enemies.

why do i continue? a bitch session, bullshit, who the fuckety fuck do i think I am fooling? adding the question mark to the end of that last statement i feel in a way,
makes it seem as though i am saying that you the reader are remarking about the above in such a way. you read this far and wondering where this is going, or you avoided this mess because of it.

what do i know. again that makes me a great reader, a friend of mankind. because i can only assume that assumptions are egotistical when stated as fact. that observation is under rated. that perhaps it isnt and statements on human behavior are innacurate and cruel, but again there is little to do with time that isnt way off base.

Child rearing, caring for one another, making a movie. Is it pointless to consume?
to profess a tune as savory, as divine.
Questions not necessarily to be answered, there are after all many people who make life living hell for many other people, there are a few that do nothing who are
handicapped by design.
We are not all cruel, we are beautiful. yet if all is the same then the language we use is pointless, if that is your belief then i have nothing to offer you.
what makes a man believe, where goeth ye skepticism, thou humor.
how is it that people like Rick Warren are wealthy, employed, and reveared.
taste, privelage, design, culture..

I couldnt be any less mortal or human as i write this. Arch Angel Gabriel
Cool name, descends upon me and calls for a beer. cheers mate.

sketcism, cynicism, being a prick. have at a marshmellow, half an apple that
smells like mayonaise, should be called mannaze. mayoneese

god given talent. man i wish i knew what it was you dig, pig shit.
i'm really into this concept of -belch- property.
ownership, entitlement, permenant address, forclosures and bankrupcy
losing weight, fucking.

why so profane, thats progress, some people really dont swear at all in their
writing. they dont swear when they talk, or when they.. well really whats amazing are the books that have no swearing in them, that are for adults, or categorized as such. would you buy a book that was just fuckfuckfuckfuck.
gods gift, the shared blessing, you can all, pretty much, get off.
eunichs, yikes. the arch angel spit up his brew.

some people dont swear, by addressing this it must be clear that i swear far to often
that i would be sensable to remove swearing from my lexicon of appropriate
terms for conversation and prose. poetry peepee poop holes
wack job

get lit 101. get literature literaly, figuratively get shnockered, get stewed

ah peace and prosperity, dont do any of that, you might be behind the wheel listening to this or regurgitating parts of it while being raped, by your busdriver
i dont know, you might be starving, so it would sound shitty of me to say you should
be having a good time. wouldnt it. yes it would
thats no advertisement for busdrivers to rape, or a proclimation that i find such a thing ok.or to say your busdriver is a rapist. could be.
knowledge is the best self defense?

the arrogancy of the learned. why cant we, as in i in this case, say something nice for a change. where is all this coming from, observations.
must be all those conversations i ahve overheard, all the tv, all the reading, videogames, and some school. I must have a clear idea of the way of the world
not complete, but sane, compitant to computate my thoughts.
just a bunch of garbage really. not crazy, just lazy , " how long did you work on that for?" did you edit it? didnt make much sense, read like you were drunk and angry, and wanted to lash out at the world, some wicked prose.
i dont know what to tell you, dear reader, did you think that stuff up, did i digest that from the cosmos, are we all applying for the same job tomorrow? scary

one part of me is saying, this is pointless, unmarketable. and maybe thats the point
all lessons are learned by divulging secrets, not by holding onto them
your in a vacuum of perception, your own marvel of design, self encrypted word jallopies. whos got the time to concieve or read it.

thats not any way to make a living, or entertain
people will come to expect one thing from you and you should deliver it, or you should have, or you havent learned anything. ive learned that i dislike pacing myself by abstaining from writing for the sake of poor ideas, waiting for the divine
come on dear reader and or listener
when was the last time you sat down to a cup of coffee and it didnt taste like a cup of coffee?
revolving doors
did you get on the bus or start your car or step outside on the sidewalk and suddenly say,think,feel " this isnt right.. tomorrow,, yes tomorrow it will be better, today i'm just going through the motions, self serving, nothin noone will be interested in talking about.. nope, just another bit of ____

well, maybe its really good or really bad, or any variable between
largely unlistenable, mainly self serving, pointless, unabashedly terrible
the fact that i like words as they are a mechanism of mankind is somewhat
self defeating, i like studying things with no concept of what good it will do me or you, because there i can focus. if in a fleeting a moment i accept the idea that
yes this is not just for me its for your benefit to, in my haste to be excellent, to be accurate to be attuned to your sensibilities, i will in fact fail. you will hate it or i will
manage to misconstrew your future sentiments and statements regarding my
propagation of black, white, latino, asian, slavic, baltic, perisian, music design wordplay.

I will ultimatley fail, ergo, I am the perfect messanger for my own observations.
I cannot argue my point, for you wont understand me, not for failure of intellect on your behalf, its just that my thinking is blanketed by aged fat that i have carried,
self respect and arrogance, I dont care, I wish i could find a cure for aids and be your best friend. i want to fuck, swear, and not shave.
i really dont see how I can be anything i want, i dont understand how that is a solid
principle to teach children. I dont give a fuckety fuck if you do, your not going to be able to argue me out of this one.
i guess the point is, that we , you, i, dont teach children or rear them to be failures..
or say "you cant be anything you want" because its to abstract. yet when a child or adult, whos to say you cant be both, is interested in something, you show them respect? you support their interest?
maybe.
but is it more important to have a dumbfuck in the whitehouse for 8 years then
to maybe put him in a fox hole in a war movie, cover him with cocaine and let him rot in isolation?
maybe.

options people, support your kids.

its not that hes dumb, he's just loud and he's ignorant, known for getting mad drunk and being all beligerant..

I'm so sure of so many things related to myself, that i am burning everyone around me by saying you wont understand me.
look at it this way, I am cursing, I am expressing.
its not the swearing, its not the subject matter, its how it makes you feel.
I am writing, i am writing poorly or something else.
I am leaving room in your imagination to fill in later what you think
I am progressing, moving forward, doing what i dont hate to do, which is write.

its so arrogant, so annoying, so pointless.
there is no story here, i know
please dont let this be a best seller, or featured
its best if its forgotten, i really dont want to be on access hollywood
prayers
imagine what would come in to replace those shows.
not that it seems as though their going anywhere.
a show or experience worse then watching or being apart of ET?
talk about propagation!
ohh a show on everynight about a boy and his alien friend? NOOO
a show about FUCK!

the worste writer in this hemisphere, its somewhere, it, for me is attention,
why seek attention? because i dont desire to be the worste writer in the hemisphere or entire planet. I seek to be employed.
you know to smoke pot when i want to. to eat, have sex, among otherthings

the worste everything everywhere! ooh what a title to be bestowed
your not the worste writer, your just drug addled.. aw how sweet.

what a bastard! he wants to be reveared, respected as an artist!
fucker!
and get away with it, oh he should be murderized by something
i shouldnt, i really should be murderized or scorned, what about baby
jesus. I know I am not a believer to some because i talk at length , or write,
about how ridiculous people are with religions. I cant accept god into my life
because iam unemployed and masterbate. i know, I swear so divinity is beyond me
but its not
god loves ugly, allow me to propagate in a way that is neither slanderous or
bestselling.
just throwin up my hand sign, peace bitches.

HARRO!
your reading the worste writings in creation, halleluijah
i just sneezed all over myself, congratukatiions
i should whipe my nose
the problem is i am probably going to like what i wrote before, and up til now
once its all done and uploaded on my blog, i am going to feel vindicated
once i get a comment whether derisive or kind, I wlll continue or stop
and people will like me, like me, they will like people like me and tell me about them., but fear not, I will not get paid for this shite
i will not be advertised , well I wont be alerted of advertising privelages immediately
more then likely, a few months or minutes, mere seconds from now I will
be in Cabo san luca, snorting pez off a monkey foot paw.
hey how whoah
a monkeys foot paw, cabo, pez.
1. I'm not going to cabo 2. you could hypothetically snort pez, by putting some in
a morter and mashing it with a pestal, or pestalling some pez in morter.
i havent yet done said things.
3. a monkeys foot paw, why not, a servant monkey will be awarded to me, not that i think monkeys should be subservant to people, but if one decided that life in the jungle wasnt all that it was cracked up to be, and donned an intelligent, ala smart suit with red trimming, sure, he'd or she'd or it'd would offer me such pleasantries as pestalled pez ala mode, by bearing some in iz little paw.. aw

ook ok

not gonna happen.
crackety cracker crack head

do crack heads dream like that, or write such things in blogs? i wonder.
crack partakers i mean, those who indulge in crack

hiphop heads, bassheads, boobheads, dickheads, metalheads, litheads,
poetryheads, potteryheads

i like potteryheads, and greenthumbs, and discount ciggarettes
i mean the words, i like them all, dont get me wrong. we associate ourselves with
words, which is alright, but thats what so much of the fuss is about, credibility
as in me refering to myself as a writer, when i should possibly point out that i am
unpublished non professional.. well dress for the job you want to have.. or something.

i mean to say, as i am the one writing/typing this. these are my thoughts however they are recieved, i am the writer in this case, not all, not above or below, vastly superior or sucky to your fucky.
"your so white guy"

i'm so perversely privelaged, there are rich black people, rich people who arent whiiiite

but i know right, growing up nobody ever opressed me because of my color
what i looked like, what i believed in, my voice, hair, clothes,
nah, nobody ever looked at me and made an assumption, treated me like shit
nah, i have no idea what its like to be ridiculed, tolerated, scorned.
i am privelaged, i never got pulled over by a cop, or beat up, stolen from, etc
nah, my family never had any problems like people of color have
we're so different.
my ancestors never killed one another because of their beliefs
yeah you know, the irish, swedes, italians, and fins are all kings and queens of
the world. biggest bunch of hypocrits, bigots, masogynists, racist, fuckety fucks
and i was born to be the barer of said indiscressions reprocussions
i was. i was born and live to be the fuckey fucks fuck

and im not in the minority, never have been, never been like every black (person of color)

I live on the top of the heap, i have had it so much better then so many others its
my life that gets totaled in the history of oppression, racism etc.
because, while Ive never hated another race, or percieved them as inferior
i am still a racist
while i dont think gay is inequal, Im a homophobe
to someone
to anyone, maybe assuming everyone believes I am prejudiced is better then
attempting to prove them wrong,, maybe thats how some people feel

maybe, just maybe, we dont ever get to the point. we feel victimized because we
are wronged, or in somecases percieve actions against us as criminal, wrong.. and
we base our opinions of people on that. that we are fucked up

maybe we all are a little unbalanced.
maybe when you speak to someone in an informal greeting, and they dont respond, its not because they didnt hear you, its because they dont want to respond, and maybe when someone sits next to you on the bus and they dont talk to you, its not because your black, or white, or asian, or whatever you want to define your race as , however you want to elaborate. that its because they dont want to talk to you then and there, and sure

we all got problems. but taking everything so fucking personally is fuckety fucked up


to patronize to condescend. I love me some black people (people of color, the opressed)

are there more white people on earth then black (people of color)
i mean, are there not more asians then white people? I swear there were
for the record, i didnt crusade, inquisite, pilfer, plunder, rape, exterminate races
i didnt hang, butcher, poison, molest
i didnt, havent, dont intend to
i didnt.

but i sure feel as though i did have something to do with it, maybe thats in my dna
maybe its because i feel sorry for all that shit because its so fucking amazing that
those people got away with it in someway. maybe
but jesus, god is black, a person of color, wise.

you know, all the angels and demons, whatever universe they inhabit for their 9 to 5 and holidays, wherever they call home, commute, excercise
they sure got nothing but a whole lot of fucked up time.

of course being that i said i love people of color, i will no doubt, have some
racist tyranical rant about how they should all shut the hell up, and get on with the getting on, and leave us poor white folk alone...
i am my mothers son..

no. i think people should definitely, never shut the hell up.
of course saying that, I will be surrounded by screaming adolescents, berating
ol bitties, and prima donna peers.
oh fuck

oh my steve, steve steve steve, mmmhymmm
mmmhymmm

i am my mother and fathers son
Stephen Bjorn Carlander

i musta seen spanglish, and now im getting all emotitive

is that really talking black, is that really being racist?
see when i hear bernie mac, or cedric , ceddy do that kind of shit
i think its funny, because it reminds me of how funny they are.
you know, how they use the language to make people laugh
i guess being white, i confuse this with being stupid right?

oh god all i am going to talk about is sex and race , space flight weed, night
time overnight dawns on me.

i am my mothers son.

damn dont be so defensive whitey. why do you, why you, want to be black so bad man?
because i .. what? aw fuck that -plow,plow,plow-
bust an andy capp in your lance bass
what?
ah fuck that! -dush dush dush-


I will get gunned down, by a white guy, for misquoting rogers and hammerstien
" their not the same person!"
oh i just looooove Roger S. Hammerstien, stien, steen

fuckety fuck fuck fuckety fuck fuck look at frostee gooo
fuckety fuck fuck fuckety fuck fuck over the hills and SNOW

seriously thats how i want to be reveared and remembered,
villafied and stooged if i must be, but something somewhere
better then The Hills and SNOW
maybe not, fuck it

i dont hate Snow, i listened the hell out of Informer and the other songs
in 8th grade. i walked in the snow, listening to snow, eating a snow cone
believe you me. but thats to be expected, he was damion dash, my emenem
my sphincter, my vice lord master.
minus the anus and gangs
my sphincter.. eww.
it just came out that way.


i must be gay from it, for him, my frosted frodo i his sam wise.. kisskissbooboo


dont joke about the gay rights. why does gay get pegged for being a weakness
two men is better then one right? like in a fistfight or something manly.

mmmagine a whole gay offensive line, man theyd have the power of love
and the love of pies to keep blitzes at bay.

thats pretty cool to me. i dont hate straight people because of this, inferior as
our bonding may be. we dont dance or tell stories or really do anything beautiful
we fuck the world up with dumb things.

gay people of color w,,, whoopi goldberg will save us from the insanity
acutally im not sure she is lesbionic, so it doesnt matter.

ah the things white people say, so antagonized by race relations, the revelation
that yes historically ergo currently it has been fuckety fucked for brothers and sisters. god damn it!

stupid american history, what a bummer, so many bummers man

like i probably cant get high enough, be at peace enough, eat, sleep, fuck , sing, play enough, i cant earn enough, i probably never will
i will always have longing to be accepted, to be cool to be smart
to be righteous.
but people are fucking mean to eachother.
i cant believe some of the shit we do and say to eachother
oh man, how could i be your friend, or even want to vote the same as you
or sleep with you, or share
fuck that man!

but hey, maybe alot of shit gets blown out of perportion, i hope so.. i dont hope
it always is so, or that it should be, it just would be better i think then people actually fucking hating eachother.. but then again i am no jesus, allah, mohammed, buddah

fuckety fuck fuck

time to tuck into something divine, sugary sweet granola bar chocolate beer, and potato chips FASCINATING SHIT << I KNOW!


thats the problem with liking myself from time to time, i think its justified
so dumb and stupid
white guy, blow away.

that steve sure hates being white.
jamie oliver (oh wait, take that back, he really loves being white, but puts all these
message out there that it sucks, and hed take it all back, and blah blah blah)
jamie oliver
did this show live, and i watched the dvd and turned it off half way through, could
have been 3/4 the way through, maybe i should put a th after 3/4 so its 3/4th
i'm not editing this, screw it all makes sense to me right now

maybe i am pretending to not care about race because i think its easier then
trying to formulate to a comment, justifiable for all eternity

its not so much what i can say about something, its what i cannot explain
and why should i have to.
why do i have to be anything i dont want to be, well because society demands it
well society is a bunch of fuckers if you ask me!
stealing my markers and telling me drawings are shitty

but all the same their not, what is society, i mean for fucks sake, how much society
do you deal with ? really? we continue to be told we are all one, but then if we are
what about when i got to take a shit? are you america going to whipe my ask?
no because thats not your obligation.. yet if i really needed you to, someone would step up
america
get up stand up, stand up and know you'll whipe!

oh fuck that! fuck that!
whats he trying to say, that bob marley should whipe his ass man, that reggae sucks, dude man...

oh man, that no, no wait.. none of that
he's just a corny motherfucker is all. but a trifle, no worries, owwoom

hate me you suck
love me you fuck

imagine the president, well a president, saying that.
fuck. im not trying to say barack obama sucks, shit!
cut me some slack you deushes
i didnt come up with that
who wants the credit, i want to know the literary maverick who transformed
our language so lovingly in attempt to display a range of emotions, largely contempt and disgust for someone by calling them a dueshbag

fucking dane cooke

probably cut himself while shaving and screamed it

no. why do people hate him now, i guess. they dont hate him.. eww.
id really love to see someone really pissed off say " i fucking hate dane cooke"
"god damn him"
i'd just be like, calm down, get angry, fuck him, whats the problem, fuck him!
ABBAB
why?
its just, you know, my way of displaying my feelings about him man,
hate. i hate hitler man
good for you, then you must assume i love hitler then
was their only one hitler?
are their no nice good hitlersis
fuck no man, they all suck it!
what about dane cooke
oh hes alright i guess

oh so we are still cracking jokes about hitler, wow, what a revelation

shit and fuck. i'm loving this typing stuff.

god i love reading the hater section in the onion. right after seeing that my hororscope says i suck dick, but its ok, because everyone needs a hobby

in my vocation, you give what you get.
ah nothing.

because its more important to be good to people then to crack on them, although
a good crack, is nice , but fuck it, i dont know what i am talking about
nobody does anyway.

i mean, i say one thing about someone, i will probably get 3 hours of it, or just one second, one sentence, a humm, and it will be the most profoundly funny, honest shit that will kill the audience, by googled youtubed and beyond into infinity, and i will suck shit because of it. i know man, thats how they killed tigger man

whys he so happy all the time? how come he can bounce and his tail is a spring and shit?
nevermind they all talk.

great a joke about a cartoon, a beloved institution, a savior of children, godlike

thats so tired, so played out. fuck doing standup, fuck writing, you all suck

people get it, and dont, they dont all get it, but some.. some do sometimes

who doesnt.

painful
martin short is going to sucker punch me, i know it
conan obrian is going to slap me
even paul ruben is going to embarrass the hell out of me
im going to confess wanting to work with them on a musical
and jimmy super fly snooka
dreams become reality


hulk hogan banned from all sun country flights


ah who needs a punch line

actually if knowledge was the best self defense, then i suppose noone would
have come up with kraft cheese, or tai chi, crabmagrawf and what not
so im wrong.

STEVE
but knowledge of a martial art, would still be knowledge.. ahso

donde estupido
bakajanai

atama ga warui desu


bring me my grog hails the chieften orc
blood reign wasnt as much fun as i thought it would be
i mean your a totally hot nazi slaughtering vampress
so you never get to do her in the butt
oh and it gets repetitive


that was my summary analysis of the xbox game bloodrayne
which is kin to spiritman.. i think it was called.. ah eitherway
i liked it to the point where it stopped working, the disc was mangled
and I could proceed no further.

its kind of like watching tyra. when she talks, its like her brain is a scratched
cd. and everything gets fucked.

i dont know, maybe she is really nice, and people like her show. thats fine.
its just impossible to watch, for me.
shes not ugly, yet she is grotesque.
maybe its the show, it is the show, its just not appealling.
and attacking her with my opinion isnt productive so
i said what i said because when she has kids on the show she is..
i swear she is going to eat one of them.
she is so mean, just absolutely fucking cruel to children guests.
well guests in general.
i mean how fucking desperate are you!
fuck!

i kind of liked her on freshprince. in a babe poster sort of way
not the pig movie, the "babe poster" found at shinders, or spencers gifts
back then any way, now she strikes me as a shrill batshitcrazy beast
she just demands to be told she was pretty, or intensely beautiful
kind of like the character will smith plays in 6 degrees of seperation
and for some reason, she has two or three shows on tv.
which says little about her talent and more about the fact that tv is constant
there is always something on tv 24 7 365
its like pi
so its not about having your show on tv now, or getting good ratings
its just about making something, and fenagling away for it to be shown, again and
again

the idea that 20 years from now, anyone will want to watch her do anything is
barf enducing . so i will stop there
i think she should act, but no more tv.

of course now i am a white guy , sounding off from the self annointed position
of career advisor for ms banks
ewww

so whats the use in having an opinion if when you share it, people consume it to be your personality.
people who like watching Tyra.
awww,

I can only fantasize that she'll cancel her show, and all day time television will be dropped in favor of digitally transmitted videogame systems, movies, etc.
and the premier league, whatever else.

since thats not happening.. i just dont watch day time tv, or wont anymore
maybe once i have my own show, or 3 shows, or a job
people will be like.. yeah that steve, he's alright

but for now, i admit defeat, i dont stand a fucking chance.
its obviously a race,gender thing, not you know.. that it just sucks living shit,


STeVo


I take it all back, why did i get so upset at poor tyra
shes awesome, super strong positive....
no i cant, i just cant ...

duceduce some sensitive gangbanger is going to spray my brains for dissing
homegirl online like dis shit here.
yeah thats right all motherfuckers who watch tyra are G's
dont be playing with fire!
ice cube da don mecca
knife knife- err soccer moms 4 life!
bukbuk
bokchoi!

hey, nobody gave me a free passing grade on my bullshit videos, so fuck it
fuck it and that!
its a capitalist market, and everybody knows its bullshit tv target nonsense
so fuck that and you if you get offended

day after fucking day, blahblhablah
same stupid format, same bullshit exterior, same same same.
stay away. dont get sucked in, its not miyazaki! its not even judge judy!
dont get me started on that biotech

she can kiss my grits.


I love tyra, how are you gonna even say she is a beast?
I mean it like Beast from Xmen. or Beast from Beauty and The Beast
you have no idea what she is been through, growing up of color, a girl
tall, big boobies etc..
I dont , your right figment of my imagination, I should do more research into
women of color with big boobies.

and actually I dont mean it like those two famous Beasts..
I mean it like she is ugly to people, in my opinion, i dont see what she does
as being kind or beautifui, i see it as shit, she shits people, shit you not.

you should really let this tyra thing go

so should you america, let tyra go home and do something else. stop tuning in
before she grows another head and consumes a cable ace award show.

remember i am inherently threatened by "Attractive women" and fear "black america" so dont take me seriously.. i just want to play videogames


maybe its just the sound of her voice.. i should make a list annoying sounding people. maybe tyra and me will end up on the same list, and then we will become
friends because we bonded through the listing, and we'l lrecord a duet album
that sells alot alot

why do i have a problem with tyra banks
i dont, just her show
well her show is an extension, a big part of her
whys it got to be an extension
why do i have to be callow


maybe, well, it is because i can see so many things to improve.
for one
go off the air.
two
do something else
three
take my own advice
four
wow
all this, just to really clown on myself. I dont care about any show on tv as much
as i care about myself. isnt that the way its supposed to be, wait a minute
i just learned something about criticism, like its totally subjective. woah



knowledge is the best self destructive tendency reducer?

thats wicked man
pure evil
like it was written by a crazed cyborg
or a man raised "non comply? abort!"


oh man i wish i hadnt said all those things about the Tyra Banks show
mainly referring to her, well at all.

a beast. man people are going to hate me for the rest of my life
because i couldnt control myself. i couldnt do things the right way
take the higher path man, take it.

who wants to be hated

sorry Tyra Banks and crew, its just not my cup of tea
yet. i'm sure one day it will be , best of luck

Oscar Wao
read it

How's it going world at large? Aping for some pine scented self summary?
Gaping maw ajar jaw slacked, pants down around your kankles detatched from whats going on around you by means of headphones bruising your brain with anything with bass?


Go to Advanced Editor,

It makes sense that I would insinuate such things because I am sadly mistaken for
being a trogloditic pawn, a prone target in your rifle scope, so what if its got an orange tip and only fires foam duds, the thuds are what bug me, bouncing off my dome like
homeruns at the Tropicana field.


Feel free to assess what you can of this mess, breasts assured are b cups, see more
of them by squeezing yours against a two way mirror, window or wendy's drive through. Decided to not go on about what I like and what I do not, for thats what
other blogs are for. Mine is to be the diamond in the rough, on nice side of town. Where our city isnt going bankrupt because its managed well and to hell with basing
the budget on government money.

loans, losses and acquisitions. position in life a poisoned dart away from whizzbanging
down the gingerbread door the jelly bean giant resides behind. in silence
I know no better explination for the delayed maturation process. falling like folicals
off of homer j simpsoy, the deeds done give more then something to feel good about.

b-boy's break dance, b girls do the same and some paint with spray cans, I make
things that either bolster or betray the invisible kingdom of five.
I'm either filth or foam regurgitated from a free form meat and bone beef between sentient lifeforms, in many ways along because my cape is tangled in the highetend state border patrol barricade. spin out, spit shout, cats claws detstract us from the collapsable calm. because no rubber will ever feel good enough.
ducks bridge blown up by trucker cap brim tilted to the side.
and a pasty clone, inclined to serve coffee and scoans pre wrapped it up
with room temperature silicones to test my impaired surviving skills
while driving home free will is iller then killing time summer breeze, cakes and pies
click click metronome.

emulsify your own soul, selfish devils

by the way its not rant unless you cant read run onsentences

its not supposed to makes sense, because why dispense useful

text when half of it never gets read.

 

granola tastes like seaweed because you eat it on the ocean bed

thats the floor of the lake you live on, cabin fever , i did not like cabin

fever, no matter what peter jackson says about it.

 

october!

keep in mind, in this modern world, or world which we live in, ergo modern, because we are not thee ghosties of times long forgotten, fuck.. why do I always pick these titles
as if they were golden tickets to an egg hatchery run by minature equestrians, sequestered against theyre will..
fuck again with the rhyming its as if I am talking to the ninth dentist who pretends to
be an ora hygenist, what the fuck, am I talking about
hills to climb, fucking hills to climb
dont get bogged down with shitting your slacks or nickers, whichever unnerves you or
gets you wetter, honestly who's the anglophobe, file your nails and eat silly putty
for all I care you pooped your pants, and you know full well, its most definitely
not, contagious.. to some species.. well, amphibious birds, which are rarer these days,
as if well done means throw it in a rotting shallow grave of a man who once braved
the adverse, well reversed for pitch climate controls in his remote control car bomb of
a sweet hoopty gump, mug shmoove shmoove mug

Steve

vikings lost today, ouch on that last pick, refs blew a call on al harris, would we have won, meh eh, barf, game over.

 

we, I mean they, I'am not a professional athelete,

is that one to many e's

never tried extascy, that has to be misspelled, missisippi

i like that word.

i applied at fantasy gifts today, girl at the library said hi to me, I was returning many things, namely : the music that saved your life" which is about the smiths, cools shit. and colbert report season 1.. har hars, and control room which is another must see for americans, please.

blah blah blah, vikings lost

I applied at jimmy johns today. i'm gonna try dominoes online right now

hey i make music, do you like it? i havent put up anything new new, like in 3 months, my computers are busted, and so i am unable to fufill my quota, looks like i wont win a grammy this month, so maybe next year.

what else.. coen brothers are making a movie a couple miles from where I am living, we got new windows put intoday, I put in a new ceiling light in the kitchen

ben says hey,

no fall softball not enough teams in richfield.

read a book called "how to be a dj" most of it, some it was about scratching and

it wasnt written by qbert. good resource though, inspired me, in a way like watching "the freshest kids" and other shit like that, dmc tapes, whatnot, it may sound stupid, or obvious, but reading watching things by musicians, djs, is great, i dont feel like Im the center or at the center of any movement or subculture, I want in all the time, I want to live in jet grind radio

people have been telling me about a couple creative gigs, and bailing out on me,

fuckers, wait until I stop writing back to you.

 

boy howdy I just thought to mention

if you havent, go give radio free hipster a listen

www.hipsterplease.com

what else.. remember that time I launched a massive

ad campaign all over the web, newspapers, tv

remember that time, it seems like another life.

 

I am radically sans currency currently, sadly enough I am

probably going to have to cancel any fun plans for the rest of

my adult life, become a social martyr, drawing my eyebrows

and a moustache on with the sniffable markers, probably cherry.

 

Ive been reading books and looking through ads for openings doing

whatnot. god damnit, Id never wish this upon anyone else. what

am I supposed to be learning, ah yes.. that life is shitty once you have not weed

not money, and not freedom because its all shat upon by higher

tax bracketed ass weepays.

 

great , I am fudging great. and now i am 29.

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When: Thursday May 15, 2008
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Where: MINNEAPOLIS, MN 55431
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