My Google Searches

[the mingo]

Fuck.

[stilltrucking]

thumos

Sometimes deliberation depends less on what we say than it does on how we say it

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_q ... buktu&aq=0



Between Time and Timbuktu - Harrison Bergeron

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nybUnFiyjjA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nybUnFiyjjA

Get Go
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E_YlebVEJKw

[the mingo]

Fuck.

[short timer]

Dick
Philip K.

"Chicken Heads"
Headless Roster?

What's happening brother ming?

I am going to take a nap
I like it on the edge where it all bleeds together

were the words find their common roots

thanks for stopping by
talk at you later I hope

[the mingo]

Jack, you're welcome, hell I'd miss all this if you wern't puttin' it out there.
Can't stop the signal, Jack. Just got in from work. Snowing. Yeah,that. Driving the roads around is like driving down ditches there is so much snow.

Jack London's ghost ain't been seen yet, though it's gotta be close.
Out there hovering, just waitin' on it's move, its dogs near and ghostly silent.

I am temporarily under the spell of the turtle but I expect to be released soon.

I'll be losing the range in a moment and that's all the new that's happening.
Catch ya later. I'm gone.

[still.trucking]

Woke up from my nap thinking about vivisectionists of the soul, not sure where that came from, the people who have to know. First comes the genuis who works with just a pencil and paper, then comes the hardware boys to check it out, they need a billion dollars worth of equipment to check it out.
Everything scattered here, I am on my fourth computer in the six months past. Everything stops and starts as hard drives get orphaned. I buy junk and put to gether computers. I must have ten hard drives laying around with all my pictures and bookmarks, documents and articles. Sitting on the shelf gathering dust. "But we're still a-livin', so everything's okay."

vivisection of the soul

http://www.google.com/search?source=ig& ... f49d2d0f86

Michele: This Vivisection Splits My Soul
Unrated
Gods used to be born, not made. That was before the Purge, before He sent his army down to wipe out the winged, the fleet footed, the possessors of fire. The few gods and goddesses who were left went into hiding and stopped using their powers, afraid that they would be crucified or worse. Their magic thinned out as their race did, and when He closed up the heavens and disappeared, there were no gods left.

Humans tired of being godless, so government scientists, feigning interest in the good of man, created gods..

We have been at war ever since.

http://100wordstories.com/2005/06/miche ... _split.php

Dorian Gray

Code: Select all

so much for todays log

Oh boy did you say Jack London
Did I tell about the time I worked as a deckhand for Captain Wolfe Larsen?

Well his name was Larsen but I think it was Captain Donald Larsen.

People get so sentimental about life and death, I liked Wolf's screed on the sanctity of life.  "We could father nations..."

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>