Let Me Put My Thoughts In You

How about some mood setting music again?  It's going to be a sad one, maybe.  I got inspired reading a few personally oriented threads by some of the people I follow.  I had some stuff on my mind that I wanted to put out there so I thought "why not."  I agonized trying to find a good song to get everyone on the same wavelength and I think I have it here with some Silent Hill.  It was hard to find something without distracting/spoilerific videos.

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I can hear Shakespeare spinning from here...

Working on a DEEP post is taking its toll, I'm just not there yet.  So you can now enjoy a little spurt of casual creativity.


I was reading the latest Penny Arcade-making fun of kindle, classic literature and Jersey Shore- and chatting with my friend and popped out this little gem off the top of my head.  The more I stare at what I did in a few seconds, the more I want to devote an hour or so to polish and finish.  Anyway here's a taste to whet your whistle:

From Brosef Derpspeare's upcoming tragedy S'itch, Act III, Scene 1

To gym or tan, that is the question

Whether 'tis more alpha in the mind to suffer

The Swings and slurs of drunk grenades

 Or to take abs against a pack of bitches,

 And by impressing, fuck them? To hump, to bone

 To fuck, perchance to burn, aye but there's the rub

The cream for my rash...the undiscover'd urinary tract

 From whose bladder, no pee returns

Thus herepes doth make cowards of us all

And thus the orange hue of Situation 

Is sicklied o'er with a pale film of Rid(TM)

Soften now, the slattern Snooki!  Gorgon, in thy shrieks

Be all my lays remembered!

LOL 2 DEEP 4 U!

 

A Sad, Maddening Confession (New Project Pt 1)

My friends, my colleagues...my fellow human beings.  This...this terrible evening I have participated in a crime.  Not a simple crime against the laws of pitiable, mortal, men-whose company I thought I no longer needed, for I possessed the ambition to exceed this weak and fallible form...no.  No, my friends, I perpetrated a crime against Nature herself.

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I'm Pudding This Here So I Can Ketchup On Writing -or- Cooking With Derp

Oh to know what goes on in my brain.  Hell I wish I knew... I have WAY too much going on up there that it's hard to keep track.  I'm writing a few things up there at the moment and I need more time to flesh out some ideas.  I tend to write kind of stream of consciousness so I can be pretty damn long winded.

Anyway, it was cold and rainy today and I was feeling pretty sad so I decided to cook something.  And what better "a something" than soups/stews for a cold day?  A short time ago I got pissed at cooking threads on /fit/ (yeah, I browse /fit/ and lift...) which contain some of the most awful, bland, poorly conceived recipes.  So I decided I'd make something to contribute.  Some 'OC' if you will.  I even calculated approximate nutrition for those guys.  Behold, a New Mexico classic: Green Chile Stew...with a twist.  Click for full image and save it, and try it, and love it.

Now the instructions in the image are pretty generic but I'll go in depth now.

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Fear and Loathing in Cyberspace

First and most importantly, listen to this

Now that we're on the same page emotionally...I'm scared.  Scared of all of this crap.  I've got a bunch of varied ideas for projects to create, as I mentioned, but I worry about them coming back to haunt me.  In the age of the Internet what gets posted lasts forever pretty much.  Most people feel a sense of liberation from the sense of pseudo-anonymity on Ye Oldde Tubes, but it's a false sense of security.  If someone wants to find out who you are and find out where you live and any of your personal info, well it's not going to be hard if they have the skills. 

It really worries me, I want to be able to speak my mind or be adventurous with comedy and maybe push the limits here and there.  I've been on stage doing improv before and have slipped into the "just act/speak" mode where there is almost no filter holding me back and have thankfully managed to not get myself in trouble.  I'm a big fan of blasphemy.  I think that sacred cows are meant to be slaughtered-on occasion.  Some of my personal heroes are people like Richard Dawkins, Matt and Trey from South Park, magicians Penn & Teller, PZ Meyers, and George Carlin.  All people who aren't afraid to say things that bring some color to the face.  I like to think of myself as a scientist, in the same way I think of myself as a philosopher.  Everyone on Earth is both those things to some extent, just how much they decide to examine the physical and metaphysical nature of the Universe varies. 

Of course freedom isn't free

...but I don't want to be the next Salman Rushdie or Giordanno Bruno.  Then again I doubt any of the (if I'm lucky) 20 or so people who visit this site a week care enough to come after me for my dumb jokes and poorly thought out essays.  However, my identity is forever linked to these words and they could come back to haunt me.  I don't think I'd ever run for public office so I'm not worried about that but any kind of comment that in the future might not be so polite could be a potential disaster for me.  Or what if my efforts pay off in the future and my "media empire" starts to get popular, more people start reading and BAM! I become the target of some internet vigilante campaign? 

Derp, you dun goofed.

Now, I freely admit that I often go to a worst case scenario.  In fact, if I were to name my strongest skill I would say it's the ability to instantly find flaws in any idea, plan, experimental design, or person- especially if said flaw/catastrophe is beyond the laws of probability in our ordered, natural universe.  Give me a topic and a few minutes and I'll give you a horrific and complicated breakdown of how it will explode and destroy all life on Earth.

But of course, all life is risky.  You could die any time and you need to not live in fear or you'll never really live at all.  Trying to stay true to that every day is pretty damn hard but I'm trying. 

In the end, all that matters is knowing this:

RELEASE THE DERPEN!

Damn I've been gone long.  Well, I have a new plan to create an actual media empire.  I've been fighting through this depression and getting kicked in the teeth by life for enough that I've built up a dammed lake of thoughts and musings that can be expressed in multiple formats. 


I´m looking to branch out into some art, maybe a comic, definitely a podcast, and of course the blog.  Even if no one reads or listens or views, I'll still be feeling the joy of creating which is what I love.  Hopefully I can find something interesting in my back log to post tomorrow and then I need to work on getting people back to viewing this page which is never easy.  Then again, nothing in (my) life ever is.

We're Doomed, part 39373438293034812.333

Wake up, see this what do?

God will decide when to end the Earth, not man. The obvious inference is that Congressman Shimkus thinks humans cannot destroy the Earth, or hurt its habitability. Terrific.

Watch this crazy shit here.  I'm amazed.  I really think he's just bullshitting because no one can be this retarded and hold office right?




Whatever happened to god helping those who help themselves?

Sorry I haven't been working on my blog for a while due to life circumstances and I've been making a little money digitizing ooooold documents for my father's business and at the end of the day I'm tired of typing.  If you're living at home on your parents' dime you might as well contribute to their ability to make money to pay for you.  This weekend I'm going to relax (ha!) at Anime USA where I'm also volunteering (because I don't have enough things to do).  I can't remember the last time I actually sat and watched something but it's going to be free, I'll get to push around nerds and hang out with people I know.

And of course buy a sugoii love-pillow ^___________________________________^