Well, whaddaya know...right out of the gate I've got grist for the mill. Leave it to good ol' ~Curious to show up strong with Pictures of My Nude Wife or Maybe Yours. A brand new bloog, too. But...no pictures yet, as I ready this text for the hectograph. Maybe I should send him a few of those pictures I have of me and Sailor Moon in Dinosaurland. *looks around innocently* On with the show!

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But then I'm suddenly left feeling like The Discarded Magical Blue Grundo Plushie of Prosperity. I find a couple more bloogs, and they seem like promising kills, but I don't have the knife to do it for some reason. Even though the freak looks like a 4th place finisher in a Tommy Stinson look-a-like contest. And whatever this trip this aussie chick has with her Master beyond the rainbow, well...I don't want to know and neither do you.

The aforementioned Tommy Stinson is more worthy of your attention and regard. I'm listening to a cut from his newest LP and it's nice stuff.....a different style from Westerberg's stuff. He has a blog, even, and when I'm done with listening, I'll check it out and see what shite he's got going on there. And..... here's the shite he's got going there. It starts with: "Although Tommy doesn't maintain the everyday upkeep of this profile, he does have direct supervision over it just like his website and will eventually see your messages when he has time to catch up. So, please feel free to leave a comment." So there you have it. Some nice tunes but not a real blog, like THIS one. *insert smiley here* But....Tommy DOES have 118 friends. I wish I had 118 friends. I wonder how many friends Paul Westerberg has!!??

And as sure as some demon lies in wait for Inuyasha & Co., blogs like Mod World of Indie Cindy lie in wait for me. Or is it the other way around. Anyway....I guess back in the days of such luminary rags as WET: The Magazine of Gourmet Bathing, if there had been an Internet, me and some of my gang would have had blogs like this I suppose. But nowadays.....at least it reminds me of things I need to be reminded of: Me. Philosophy. Thoughts. Dogma. Subculture. Visual. Ideology. Neurosis. Reality. Existence. Art. Politics. Music. Theories. Boredom. Peter Pan Syndrome. Whatever.

In other words, it's all about ME!! Which reminds me.....I've always wondered Which Inuyasha Hero I Am! So....I thought I'd find out! Well...the verdict is in. Here is ME:


What Inuyasha Hero Are You?
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And hopefully this will look all proper. But even if it doesn't, knowing which Inuyasha Hero I am makes me feel as happy as a little girl!! *insert smiley here* It's nice to know that I am truly a kind loving sensitive person who inspires others.

Meanwhile, I wonder if these goofs in the band Holden Caulfield (I'm assuming Holden Caulfield is the name of the band) know that J.D. Salinger's first name is Jerome. I also wonder how many other blogs are titled My So Called Strife?? Too many, no doubt. And there are probably just as many bloogs entitled Sarcastic Ramblings....and all of them tell of life from a different view---a little tainted, slightly jaded, and slightly bitter. But hey! They're funny none the less!! As for Jimmy Hui's Message, well.....Evil Schmitty doesn't know what to say....Evil Schmitty is not sure about this one.....Evil Schmitty wants to poke this one with a stick....but Evil Schmitty just isn't sure if that would be the right thing to do, especially since Evil Schmitty is a kind loving sensitive person who inspires others. Instead, Evil Schmitty will use that stick to beat :: Memories :: and the dreadful, scroolling poem contained therein, into the cold cold ground.

There, now I've gone and bored the whole blogging community, just like Raghu Vudathu has done. Mission accomplished.

Mood: Sullen & Boring
Wine: CONCHA Y TORO Frontera Shiraz 2004
Music: "Not A Moment Too Soon" by Tommy Stinson

posted by Fat Nakago at 11:52 PM