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January 5, 2008 - Saturday 

Current mood:  exanimate
Category: Life
Yeah. I'm really tired. I mean, really really really fucking tired. Too tired to paint, too tired to read, too tired to do anything constructive. Why, you may ask, am I not in bed? I'm too wired to sleep. I am filled with negative thoughts and mean emotional flotsam which are festering in my tummy and making me snarky and also a little gassy. So. I'm going to spew them out into the ether for strangers to ponder. Ain't technology grand?

In no particular order, my random bile:

1. You know how, every year, some celebrities die and it's in the news? Like, can I make a request to the universe that the first b-list pseudo celebrity to bite the final weenie in 2008 be James Randi? Because I fucking hate that douchebag. If he could die in some really embarrassing way, like that guy from INXS who hung himself in the closet while jerking off, that would be a bonus. Seriously, universe, one less asshole making turds.

2. Do you think it's possible that stupid people might stop breeding anytime soon? I mean, is that too much to hope for? If I see one more fat, useless, barely literate drooling unwashed shit-breathed fucking human waste of space walking around this town dragging snot-nosed wretched spawn with them I swear to god I'm going to go on some kind of fucking rampage. (Note to Homeland Security: Ro has no intention of going on any kind of actual rampage. This blog is purely facetious. Go get a dictionary and look it up you fucktard.)

3.  People, brush your teeth. Brush your teeth. Brush your goddamn teeth. Fuck. Don't they teach you that shit in like Kindergarten? Also, there are these magical things called deodorant and soap...not real expensive, you can pretty much get that shit anywhere, and it only takes a few seconds each morning to use these miracle products to ensure that you leave the house not smelling like the moist underside of a hobo's ballsack.

4.  Some people are evil. I'm not talking about bitches, like me, or stupid people who fucking act rude because their mommy was too busy turning tricks for meth money to teach them how to act in public. I'm talking about black soulless foul wretched twisted evil, little Michael Meyers with the dead cat in the ziploc bag in his backpack evil, evil in such a way that you wonder what happened to them when they were little to make them that way. Like, did their next door neighbor, the one in the short-shorts with the weird little mustache, make them do naughty things to his German Shepard before mommy and daddy got home from work everyday?  Was one of their parents a jackal and the other Beelzebub? When they were little, did they kill little furry animals? Evil people take things that are good and pure and twist and destroy them for their own sick pleasure. I think it should be legal to hunt evil people for sport and take them out Predator style. The world would then be a much better place for all of the good people who simply want to exist without the taint of evil. Hehe. Taint.

OK, I think that's it for now. I think I actually feel a little better. Whew. Feel free to add your own bile in the comments section...it's therapeutic shit man.
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Release date: 23 October, 2007
Dew(ed)

 
I don't have any bile to add today. *laughing* It's kinda disappointing. Ah, well. You covered some major ones, you don't really need input.
 
Posted by Dew(ed) on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 4:25 AM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
Oh, you're just too happy. :) Also, are you wearing a sock monkey shoe? Because those things freak me right out....
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 12:59 PM
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Dew(ed)

 
It's a slipper. I haven't had them long and they already have holes. Apparently you're not supposed to wear them 24/7. Earlier someone's corn pop cereal puff thing went through the hole and I had to fish it out.

Freaks you out? Do explain.

Tim's Homer slippers freak me out a little. It looks like Homer is deep throating his foot.
 
Posted by Dew(ed) on January 6, 2008 - Sunday - 12:25 AM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
"It looks like Homer is deep throating his foot." Bwhahahaha.

I read this ghost story when I was a little girl about an evil possessed sock monkey with tiny needles hidden in it's paws, the better for scratching out the eyes of little kids while they sleep, and ever since I can't have one around me. I know, stupid for someone who collects monsters and evil dollies. :)
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 6, 2008 - Sunday - 12:38 AM
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J.R. LeMar

 
1 Got nothin' against James Randi. Someone needs to expose all those frauds.

2 No, that won't happen. Quite the opposite, in fact. It's a statistical fact that the less educated tend to have more children than more highly educated. Think about it. How many college-educated businesswomen do you see going on Maury Povich to get paternity tests from 5 different men so they can find out which one is the daddy? I've got a friend who has 2 children (first one when she was 16) by two different men (& miscarried a 3rd child by another man) &, predictably, she's always broke & struggling. Meanwhile Oprah Winfrey is worth $2.5 billion yet has never had kids.

This was the premise of a rather interesting comedy called Idiocracy, which had a man from our time wake up in the future where everyone was stupid, due to all the dumb people having more kids than smart people. You can check out a clip HERE.

3 Coincidentally, just before reading this, I brushed my teeth.

4 True.
 
Posted by J.R. LeMar on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 4:44 AM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
Fuck Randi. Who made it his mission to go around calling people fakes and taking hope away from people? I think it's because, as a stage magician, he has always secretly longed for real magic, been unable to find it because he's a miserable douche, and therefore is like the grownup version of that first idiot kid who discovered the truth about Santa and ruined it for everyone else. His Million Dollar Challenge was a publicity fraud that never existed, and he remains unable to give actual proof of the existence of any of that money, nor does he ever have the intention of giving it away should he be proven wrong...his new "revamp" of the program has pretty much proved this. His new plan of attempting to have psychics arrested for such bullshit technicalities as tax fraud, trespassing and unpaid parking tickets (because most states have revoked antiquated and persecutory "gypsy laws" against psychics) smacks to me of his own twisted little witch hunt and I wish he would be gang-fisted to death by angry bikers.

Don't get me started on Oprah.
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 1:05 PM
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J.R. LeMar

 
Who made it his mission to go around calling people fakes and taking hope away from people?

***************

Well, if we're talking about those who take people's money to give them false-hope (like fortune tellers & those who claim they can talk to the dead) the absolutely they should be stopped from taking advantage of people's fears and grief.

And it's not just him. I've got both David Blaine & Criss Angel's autobiographies, and they were both very adamant in their books about how they don't claim to have any real supernatural powers and are extremely opposed to those who say they do. Criss Angel confronted a supposed "medium" on the TV show "Phenomenon" with the same million dollar challenge, & has shown some how some of the various psychic tricks are done on his show (& Blaine had some in his book). Penn & Teller also have a history of exposing magic frauds. I remember them on a TV show about Nostradamus where there were totally dismissing all of those who claim he predicted the future.
 
Posted by J.R. LeMar on January 6, 2008 - Sunday - 6:10 AM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
I'll give you that there are some fakes out there, making money and leading people on. There are also lots of people out there doing much worse stuff, people who beat up their wives and fuck little kids and kick puppies, much worse stuff than adults interacting with other adults and exchanging money for a little entertainment. But Randi has now gone too far. Now, in his quest to be the big swinging dick Houdini of our generation, he has 1. closed his "Million Dollar Challenge" ( bullshit, making him as fake as those he claims to despise, since he has no money and no intention of ever paying out should he be proved wrong.) to regular people willing to undergo a screening process. He claims this is because he is sick of weeding through the crazies, though I suspect it might be because someone came close to winning and made old Randi start shitting his pants, since there IS NO MONEY 2. publicly announced a personal vendetta against any psychic who has a "media profile", meaning anyone whose psychic ability puts them in the paper. Not talking Sylvia Browne with her fake nails on Montel...but people like some of the psychics I have known, real people who don't charge for what they can do but who use their gifts to help people, find missing kids, work with the cops. The kinds of things that put them in the public eye, in the paper, on the net. Now Randi has people scavenging the media for reports of psychics helping cops, finding missing persons, anything that draws attention to them, and when he finds them he plans to start harassing them...certified letters and phone calls demanding that they either take and pass his "Million Dollar Challenge" or immediately go public denouncing themselves as frauds...and if they ignore his letters and phone calls, he plans to step up the game by petty police harassment, ratting them out and demanding prosecution for shit like unpaid parking tickets, trespassing, back taxes, anything he can dig up. He's a fucking shithead. If he was some great crusader for truth and justice there are much better causes in sore need of a million bucks and a champion. He's planning on making life hell for regular people who are mostly trying to use the gifts they were given to help people, and in the name of what? Hurt feelings? That its wrong and naughty for some people to lie about having psychic powers? So that makes it fucking OK to harass people, normal people who haven't sought him out and don't give a fuck about his fake ass million bucks? It's persecution, a witch hunt, and he can go fuck himself, along with those dumbasses Penn and Teller, that eyeliner wearing waste Angel, and David fucktard Blaine, who from what I've seen has yet to ever once perform anything really resembling a magic trick. All those people have made shitloads of money off the gullibility of regular folks, too. If they don't like that sometimes people are stupid and sometimes other people tell lies, maybe they should try going out and getting a real job and then see how much fucking spare time they have to worry about who's psychic and who isn't.

As for Randi, this is my house and I say he needs to be anally fucked to death by an angry rhino. This year, very soon. Fucking prick. The very fact that he can smugly continue to exist, that he can sit on this little new plan of his and claim that it's justified, and con people like you into saying "Yeah, hey, that guy's doing good things" while I'm sure right down the road from Casa De Randi little kids are starving and there's a homeless shelter that could really benefit from a million dollars (if it wasn't imaginary.) makes me want to puke. Fuck Randi. Fuck him right in the ear.
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 6, 2008 - Sunday - 1:23 PM
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Muddy McDoofus
reger dipling

 
Here sugar tits, have this:

some text

The rhino is waiting in my backyard. Haven't been fed for months. And by "fed", you know what I mean, right?
 
Posted by Muddy McDoofus on January 9, 2008 - Wednesday - 8:03 AM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
Ahhhh! God, I haven't had my coffee yet. Also, sugar tits?? :D
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 9, 2008 - Wednesday - 1:15 PM
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Muddy McDoofus
reger dipling

 
Yeah. You like that, don't you! (the sugartits I mean)
 
Posted by Muddy McDoofus on January 9, 2008 - Wednesday - 1:28 PM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
*snort* I'll give you a pass on it, just this once, just because I've missed you. :)
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 9, 2008 - Wednesday - 11:51 PM
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just another mutant.

 
'...smelling like the moist underside of a hobo's ballsack."
 
Posted by just another mutant. on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 5:11 AM
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Muddy McDoofus
reger dipling

 
That sentence is... sick genious.
 
Posted by Muddy McDoofus on January 9, 2008 - Wednesday - 8:10 AM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
Or, like Patton Oswalt says, dirt that's been fucked by a hobo...
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 1:05 PM
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Luscious Lindsay, Goddess of all things Squishy

 
no bile, but I am feeling ya on yours.
 
Posted by Luscious Lindsay, Goddess of all things Squishy on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 3:31 PM
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Sandra

 
It could have been the spaghetti festering in your stomach and making you gassy. :)
I am glad I don't know who 1 is. One less thing for me to be aggravated with. I am with you on 2. I have always wondered how they manage to find each other to breed unless they are cousins. 3 is my biggest pet peeve....go figure... I hate it when you can smell a person 5 minutes before they get to you. And that is not just from BO, that is from their teeth rotting in their mouth. It is a 6 inch dark wet hole that is closed most of the time, so the rotten smell can compound itself into catastrophic proportions. Ick. Floss too! 4 Just aim for the bald spot. Have a good day!
 
Posted by Sandra on January 5, 2008 - Saturday - 6:46 PM
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Ro the Dharma Janitor

 
That spaghetti was fucking awesome.

And if one more person comes up to me and breathes on me and smells just like they ate a shit sandwich I swear to god....

And, bwahahaha, how did I know that you would know exactly who I was talking about??
 
Posted by Ro the Dharma Janitor on January 6, 2008 - Sunday - 12:40 AM
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Tomorrow Is A Long Time

 
Saw this on a buddie's bulletin and thought it would fit right in:

Some people are like a Slinky ... not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs.
 
Posted by Tomorrow Is A Long Time on January 7, 2008 - Monday - 12:34 AM
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