Saturday, January 29, 2005
Order some golf shoes otherwise we'll never get out of this place alive.
Sweet merciful Moses!
I have this creative writing course and its understandable to think this blog could help facilitate the writing process by stretching my brain muscles.
Boy was I wrong! Writer's block knows no bounds! That devil haunts me day and night!
So, to combat my problem, I'm just going to freewrite randomly in order to open my mind up and let my conciousness flow freely from the inner workings of my brain, to my fingertips and then onto the computer screen.
Lately, I've been trying to avoid profanity in my writings, not because I think it makes me sound less intelligent or its 'bad', but because it will force me to expand. Its kind of like exercising a muscle you rarely use. I feel perhaps the more I flex this muscle, the stronger it will eventually become.
Plus I'm trying to shake Johnny Depp's interpretation of Raoul Duke from "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas". I've watched this movie far too many times in a row for it to healthy. While I do prefer the book, there is something to be said about watching two great actors (the other an overweight Benicio Del Toro) mumble their way through a two hour drug haze that vaguely touches on the end of the 60s and the onslaught that was Richard Nixon and Vietnam.
Well this is all I can squeeze out for now, I'm a bit tired and in need of some java. But I will make an effort to update this blog at least once aweek.
Even at the risk of it being complete jibberish.
I have this creative writing course and its understandable to think this blog could help facilitate the writing process by stretching my brain muscles.
Boy was I wrong! Writer's block knows no bounds! That devil haunts me day and night!
So, to combat my problem, I'm just going to freewrite randomly in order to open my mind up and let my conciousness flow freely from the inner workings of my brain, to my fingertips and then onto the computer screen.
Lately, I've been trying to avoid profanity in my writings, not because I think it makes me sound less intelligent or its 'bad', but because it will force me to expand. Its kind of like exercising a muscle you rarely use. I feel perhaps the more I flex this muscle, the stronger it will eventually become.
Plus I'm trying to shake Johnny Depp's interpretation of Raoul Duke from "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas". I've watched this movie far too many times in a row for it to healthy. While I do prefer the book, there is something to be said about watching two great actors (the other an overweight Benicio Del Toro) mumble their way through a two hour drug haze that vaguely touches on the end of the 60s and the onslaught that was Richard Nixon and Vietnam.
Well this is all I can squeeze out for now, I'm a bit tired and in need of some java. But I will make an effort to update this blog at least once aweek.
Even at the risk of it being complete jibberish.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
Now listen to this...
Alright ya'll,
Those of you who know me and read this blog (which by my count is maybe 3) realize when I wax philosophical and shit about subjects, I do it with tongue placed firmly in cheek.
So I get tweeked when little anonymous twats read my posts and make their 'oh so clever' comments.
I don't remember inviting you to read my thoughts you self-righteous cocksuckers, so quit your bitching.
God bless America and go fuck yourselves up your already too tight asses.
This is my house! At this blog; being clever is my fucking job.
Its my fuckin' job, bitches!
The position's been filled so fuck off!
Ok that's harsh......how's this? If you feel the need to comment on my posts, please do.
Just sign in fuckers.
Bob out.
Those of you who know me and read this blog (which by my count is maybe 3) realize when I wax philosophical and shit about subjects, I do it with tongue placed firmly in cheek.
So I get tweeked when little anonymous twats read my posts and make their 'oh so clever' comments.
I don't remember inviting you to read my thoughts you self-righteous cocksuckers, so quit your bitching.
God bless America and go fuck yourselves up your already too tight asses.
This is my house! At this blog; being clever is my fucking job.
Its my fuckin' job, bitches!
The position's been filled so fuck off!
Ok that's harsh......how's this? If you feel the need to comment on my posts, please do.
Just sign in fuckers.
Bob out.