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This coming Saturday (June 3rd) we will be going to Vicki’s house for dinner so that her parents will be able to meet the people she and her boyfriend hang out with. Afterwards, we will be playing D&D… the NewGen campaign.  All of the adventurers are expected to be there.
Sunday (June 4th) we will have burritos and margarita’s (care of Cin!)… and we will then sun by the pool!Â
The weekend after next (June 10th-12th) i will be going to Chattanooga to visit Collin and Russ. I may leave Friday to go to Knoxville first. In any case, i will be in tha Nooga from Saturday to Monday.
Any bitching, moaning or complaints can be filed in the appropriate thread in my forums.
*(All plans are tentative depending on how much (melo)drama, interpersonal conflict and soap opera bullshit that may happen in between now and then.)
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durka, durka.
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I’m home. B33j took pics which i will post soon. need a shower.
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(Click the pics for full-size)
While in Rockford (pop. 400), we decided to go see where an old bridge has been torn down to make way for a newer, sturdier roadway. On the way there, we noticed a rather large, nasty looking Cottonmouth being generally annoyed on the side of the road just daring us to get within stricking distance. Before we made it to the bridge, we stopped at the old cemetary on the hill. There, I saw graves over 150 years old.. some were so worn that they appeared to have no marking at all. Looking back on my father’s father’s father side of the family, we saw at least a few people to be proud of. My grandfather not being one of them. He was a drunk who left his family to go back home to live with his mommy and drink his life away. And drink it away he did. My father, no doubt, is a far better man than his lineage would assume.
We went to my aunt Melanie’s house and had a meal of barbequed ribs with David, her husband, and their two wonderful girls, Hanna and Jessica.
Sunday night, we watched a PBS special in honor of Memorial Day.
We laughed, we ate and the we laughed some more… nothing exciting, but wonderful none-the-less.
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Tomorrow morning Dad is coming down to pick up b33j and I for our trip to the wilds of inner Alabama. Gonna see my Big Nanny, my aunt, her husband and their two wonderful little girls. Gonna just take it easy and do some soul-healing after a horrid past two weeks. Seriously… i’m fucking shredded.
ANYWAY… i suspect that i’ll be back about noon-ish on Monday. ‘Till then… laugh, cry and get sand in places you need three mirrors to see.
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…i never could get the hang of Thursday’s…
Yes, it IS the Cardigans and Tom Jones doing a David Byrne cover. No, really.
C’mon…. tell me you don’t wanna LARP with THIS!!
 Oh, and thanks for pissing me off this morning.
And the Wii will have a (relatively) wee price tag! Yay! Nintendo wubs us!
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The only thing that i’d like to point out about this tragedy is this statement:
Harris, who faces three counts of murder, has pleaded not guilty. She was diagnosed as a paranoid schizophrenic with delusional thought disorder, Caffese said, and was hospitalized once because she said God was telling her to jump out a window.
Delusional thought disorder? Why the fuck can’t we apply that to ANYONE who says that God tells them to do anything?
Like, oh i dunno… run for Governor or President or start a war in the Middle East…
Isn’t “delusional thought disorder” the very definition of religious faith? You believe in the delusion that there is an invisible man who lives in the sky who cares whether or not you use a condom.Â
Some people claim to believe in god. Some people claim to know what god wants or what he is thinking. Some people claim that they know god better than other people. Some people get paid to talk to, and presumably, get spoken to by god. Some people think that they ARE god. Why is it a disorder when used against a schizophrenic but not against a President, Preacher or average theist?
I’ve said it before and i’ll say again now: If you believe in any religion, you ARE delusional. There are, of course, varying degrees of this delusional thinking. Sometimes, its not the individuals fault… perhaps its all they’ve been allowed to know. But it is STILL a delusion.
“It’s NOT a delusion!”, i hear you say… I’m sure those three little children would like to know that god wanted their mother to drown them. All part of god’s perfect plan, i’m sure.Â
EDIT: i wouldn’t want to disappoint you all.
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I had a nerdgasm at the end of THIS.
EDIT: i just watched it again.. and had ANOTHER one….
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I’ve always liked that old bird…
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The Who - Behind blue eyes
 No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it’s like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
No one knows what it’s like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
And If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
And If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
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Fluctuations.
Fluck you Amelicans, too!
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Apparently, Eric Clapton didn’t know that the NES didn’t have a joystick.
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Well… i’ll be a monkey’s uncle.
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Rob Dougan - Furious Angels Â
Like a sentence of death,
I got no options left,
I’ve got nothing to show now.
I’m down on the ground,
I’ve got seconds to live,
and you can’t go now.
‘Cause love, like invisible bullet shot me down
and I’m bleeding, yeah I’m bleeding
and if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me.
They will bring back to me.
You’re a dirty needle,
you’re in my blood and there’s no cure in me.
I wanna run, like the blood from a wound
to a place you can’t see me.
‘Cause love, like a blow to the head has left me stunned
and I’m reeling, yeah I’m reeling
and if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me.
You’re a cold piece of steel between my ribs
and there’s no saving me.
And I can’t get up,
from this wet crimson bed that you made for me.
That you made for me!
‘Cause love like a knife in the back has cut me down
and I’m bleeding, yeah I’m bleeding,
and if you go, angels will run to defend me, to defend me.
‘Cause I can’t get up, I’m as cold as a stone,
I can feel the life fade from me.
I’m down on the ground, I’ve got second to live,
and what’s that waits for me, oh that waits for me!
‘Cause love like a sentence of death, left me stunned,
and I’m reeling, yeah I’m reeling,
and if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me.
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Back once again for the renegade master…
OMG OMG OMG *waves hands in the air and hops around* Collin, looks like its almost time to whip out Ol’ Betsy again!
OMG OMG OMG Robin fucking Williams plays Spore at E3!!
More proof that just because the majority thinks a certain way, it doesn’t make it right. At least some good has come of it… for now.
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