a test
testing one, two, testing, this is phoneblogging test numero 1
If anyone wants a training course and lives in Mexico, e-mail Robert at rob(at)elsegundopiso(dot)com . He's a certified instructor in the Reality-Based defense system which, trust me, kicks ass, anyway, you can see a rave that he received from the creator of the system atJim Wagner Training scroll all the way to the bottom.
Trust me he is worth the time.
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and from what I understand, for all you ladies out there, he is also worth your time... :)
thank god I am in australia instead of mexico, he can't kick me for saying that :)
and I am about to go to bed, but first I must say, that well.. This borgin look has got to go... expect changes.... like someone is reading.. heh :)
to ma bombon quien is seeing this right now :)
at heart, I am but a little romantic fool.
pretending that I am a meat lollipop. thank you.
lebombona says that it should be popcicle...
.... agreed...
I am currently pretending to be a meat popcicle.. It is freezing in here
though not really... I think it's quite nice, in its rather bizarre endless whiteness..
Speaking coherently now, I am referring to the Transmetropolitan comic book series from Warren Ellis and Darrick Robertson, of which I just finished reading the last volume, and now that I can look at it in its whole, I can say that I find it amazing as to how it can be both quite broad and focussed at the same time. I am rambling and I apologize, but I'm new at this, and offer no apologies. What made me think the most was the fact that, well it is probably closer to reality in the manner in which it critiques our world than well, reality, which has really just decided to take off into the great beyond, or hell, it really just took off into the filth for it cared.
And while I try to come up with coherent critiscisms of anything I can say that, well, australian Television sucks.
And now the tongue's grammar and spelling components have decided to kill themselves rather than continue being tortured in the manner in which I am currently dong it, taking its adjectives, verbs and adverbs, pretending that they are scum, filth of the earth, changings its subject, sex, and mannerisms, turning it into ilegal inmigrants in my mouth and treating them in the manner in which they deserve, much insofar as all great poets and writers have created new words by mangling, twisting and cutting into smaller pieces while creating sausages of of art and coherency.
thus todays word is kalog. no idea what it means.
Seriously.. my brain has farted and I haven't finished reading it yet. I can try to come up with a review, but that I'll happen later. Hey! waddaya know! a might have a theme around here.... then again maybe not.
but the filth rocks your brain... recommended.
Then I would like to let him know of the funky tool to link gmail and outlook http://jaybe.org/info.htm
Not that I would know how to use it, as alas, a gmail account I have not. Not that I wouldn't mind having one.... hint, hint ;)
I can see how this can be fun... throwing around opinions mercilessly... just wait until I get the plush toys up and running in this place...
Now how's that for incomprehensiveness.