…makes me stronger.
…postpones the inevitable. (www.despair.com)

Something.

Got a website gig. Fun stuff. The people who talk to me know how I’m doing. Everyone else will just have to wonder. Or ask me.

No new amusing Youtubes to share; I feel like being selfish.

Gold/Blue really is a nicer color scheme. I’m laughing at those people who don’t know me and are reading this because of an email I responded to earlier…

At the whim of a few friendly individuals whom I work with I’ve reactivated my WoW account for a month. I don’t think I’ll subscribe regularly, but play by “ear”…don’t want to waste money if I’m not partying with people I know.

Kownann on Destromath.

Flow Motion by Bone Thugs N Harmony
album: “Strength & Loyalty” (2007)

I like the flow of the song.

I had a dream last night that a choir soloist at a space age concert hall purposefully sabatoged his own solo and was subsequently thrown into space. I was only a passive observer as I was trying to fight a jellyfish for control of a piece of meat.

That’s it. Space the choir boy.

Oh yeah, and I got a “w00t!” tee today from a co-worker friend. And at least one vote for Co-Worker of the Year. Craziness.

I don’t like the video, but I like the song.

I dream of beetles with long black legs, ones that are roughly the size of grapefruits. And in my dream I had to capture one because it was bugging the snot out of me. I found out that it could speak after I tossed it in a mixing bowl and covered it with a pizza pan.

The beetle told me that it and all its friends would leave if I supplied them with burritos. That was all fine and good until all the Taco shops in town blew up. I discovered that this was a grand master plan of the beetle I had captured.

In desperation I decided to make my own burrito. It sucked, apparently, because the beetle died from it. The resulting conflict with the beetles over the capture and execution of one of their own led to the state calling in the National Guard to defuse the situation.

In an epic struggle…wait…never mind. As I walked across the street a tank ran over me. That’s when I woke up.

The end.

From Myspace:

RED = ANGER
1. Are you currently mad at someone?
Yes.

2. Which of your family members has the worst temper?
I do.

3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone?
Yes.

4. Does your face turn red when you’re angry?
Yes.

5. When you’re mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell?
Both, in any order.

ORANGE = EXCITEMENT
1. Has anyone ever thrown a surprise party for you?
No

2. Are you easily excited?
Yes

3. What event is coming up that you’re most excited about?
I have an event? Huh. Cool.

4. If you won a million dollars, what would be your first thought?
Spend it.

5. If you could have anything right now what would it be?
Next question please.

YELLOW = SELF DISCOVERY
1. Name: Kow

2. Birthday: I started using the internet sometime in the mid 90s.

3. What’s your main goal in life?
I don’t have any main life goals. I guess some would be stereotypical like make money, find myself, protect my family, etc.

4. Do you want to have children?
I’m tired right now. Next question.

5. How do you want to die?
I want death to hit me like a surprise party and finish instantly.

GREEN = OPINIONS
1. Are you against gay marriage?
I’m against the federal government’s involvement with the issue of gay marriage. The right to dictate laws on marriage is guaranteed to the states. I think if Virginia wanted to pass gay marriage legislation they should. I disagree with gay marriage on many levels, but I think the way it’s being handled is all wrong.

2. Lower the drinking age?
Again, the state of Montana should be able to determine it’s drinking age without interference from the Federal Government. I think that states who lowered their legal drinking age would suffer from the many consequences, such as border binges in our youth.

3. Capital Punishment?
Texas uses the rights guaranteed to it to execute criminals. That means if you want to do heinous crimes you should probably commit them somewhere else. If I kill a bunch of people and I kill people while in prison don’t you think that constitutes as “feral” and maybe I should be put down? I’m just glad I don’t have to be the one to determine what in our culture constitutes a heinous crime deserving of execution.

4. Abortion?
I’m pro-choice and antiabortion. I disagree with abortion on a great many levels, however my bigger issue is that the Federal Government isn’t guaranteed the right to decide for me and my elected leaders in the congress of the state I currently live in. If Michigan wants to have abortion we don’t need the Federal Government to come and make it legal for us.

5. Democrat or Republican?
Mostly neither. I’m anti-Federal Government control over things that we currently pay the state to take care of. I want a refund.

BLUE = LOVE
1. Do you love someone?
Yes.

2. Do you have a bf/gf?
I’m not 14, so no. I got over that. I do things with adults that I used to do with teenagers and it was called “dating” but now it’s called “having fun”. Way to make it complex, you say? Well then…I guess I have boyfriends, girlfriends, catfriends and an intense attraction to my wallet.

3. Is it better to have loved and lost than never loved at all?
Gah. What kind of narrow-minded question is this? Is it better to have loved and sucked at it than it is to be a heartless troll who avoided everyone? I think you can love more than one person, suck at it, and then figure out you never really loved them at all…and this is a positive thing. Why this cliché? Sheesh.

4. Do you believe in love at first sight?
I believe in lust at first sight, but I believe individuals mesh together like cogs on so many diverse levels that you can immediately mesh with someone and be shallowly attracted to them. Use those few things to build more gears and you’ve got yourself a relationship…of some sort.

5. Would you tattoo your lovers name on your body?
No, but I want a few tattoo’s.

PURPLE = Q&A
Q: How many beds did you lay in today?
Kinky question! lol…one.

Q: What color shirt are you wearing?
I’m shirtless.

Q: Name one thing that you do everyday?
Pee.

Q: How much cash do you have on you right now?
A penny. (I tossed a penny on my head while reading the question in my attempts to be self-amusing and clever. I was successful.)

Q: Is Tom on your Top friends list?
No. Tom is a kow-hater. Tom is not welcome in my herd.

Q: Look to your left. What’s there?
A better computer than the one to my front.

Q: What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone?
I don’t remember.

Q: What website(s) do you visit the most during the day?
My blog, google(which leads me to everything else), wikipedia.org, gw.gamewikis.org, and sometimes Myspace.

Q: Do you have plants in your room?
No.

Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?
Yes.

Q: What city was your last taxi cab ride in?
Duluth.

Q: Do you own a picture phone?
Yes.

Q: Recent time you were really upset?
Last week.

PINK = LAST
1. Person you saw?
My wife.

2. Person that said they loved you.
My wife.

3. Movie watched in cinema?
Ratatouille. Last movie I watched at home was Oceans 12.

4. Song you listened to?
Jocko Homo by Devo

5. Person you talked on the phone with?
Wife.

GREY = TODAY
1. What are you doing right now?
This survey. Pondering breakfast. Got an itch.

2. What are you doing tonight?
Dinner, Guild Wars, maybe some SG1.

3. What are you going to eat?
Toaster Strudel and possibly some Cookie Crisp.

4. Did you accomplish anything today?
Yes.

5. What shoes are you wearing?
Sockless without shoes.

BROWN = TOMORROW
1. Is?
Monday

2. My plans are?
Work.

3. Are you going to laugh?
Yes.

4. Any TV show you watch coming on?
No, unless you count a dvd.

5. Do you know what you will eat?
Yes. Food. I try to stay away from eating miscellaneous things. Pennies are tasty though.

You know, I’ve been afraid of my ability to wake up in the case where my smoke alarm goes off. I’ve been known to sleep through world wars, even when sober…especially when I’m sober…and always when I *should* wake up to join in the fun. I’ve slept through intrusions into my home. Seriously. People have come into my house while I’ve been sleeping and I didn’t hear a thing. I’ve even slept through sex. Oh crap, too personal…well, at least she said it was good.

From now on ’smoke detectors’ is abbreviated ‘SD’.

I’ve pushed the button on my SDs before, but never at 5:30 in the morning. I’m being confusing; I apologize. I didn’t push a button on the SDs…that is to say at approximately 5:28am when two of the SDs near my bedroom started beeping from what I believe is a low battery warning I decided to put a contract out on the bastards…pull out their hearts. They can’t be allowed to talk anymore. *That* kind of button pushing. With ultimate profitable rewards to my self in the form of selfish glee and complete silence.

Easy enough. I did the job in a few seconds. It was not quick and painless, but it never is. These SDs don’t know how to die. What first was a *beep* turned into a *beewww* and then a *boooooo*…and then a *kazzztiiik*. After 20 minutes or so of agonizing tones they’re now dead, and I feel nothing at all. I have the heart of a stone cold killer. Oh yes.

Actually, I have the heart of…well…something between a coward and a noble steward. I don’t want to go back to bed for fear that there might be a fire and I’m not awake to run away from it. The nagging thought has entered my brain: I bet that beeping was going off for hours. Why do I think that? Sore throat and a dry mouth. That means that my mouth was hanging open. That means I was snoring.

Full circle: Or maybe I was having sex. Wait, no I wasn’t. It was goaltending. Too personal.