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Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Metaphor

My body is not a cage. It is a decrepit wrench that doesn't align with itself to work correctly but still a cheaper alternative than a new one. It is a time bomb, sweating with anticipation, lacking innards of gears and cogs, using imaginary incogitant wires to connect the buttons to the switch. Don't worry, it's probably not the blue one.

If anything it is the key, waiting under a bed, making friends with dust bunnies, and using a tricolon. It can dance, but it chooses not to. My body is a dramatic pause before something terrible that you expect to happen does. My body is a literary device. 

My body is tired.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Anthony ?

I have a question for anybody out there. Who is this Anthony Mystery?


Let me get you up to date if you don't know who I'm talking about. There is a man with a blog. He dubs the name Anthony Mystery like an online masked crusader, hiding his true identity. With his blog he says that he wants to "talk" about our feelings. My opinion? He wants to play with them.

He doesn't show his true face, and the photos that he does show are anonymously calling for action and revolution. His actual intention are unknown, but only for now. I see an uprising at hand.


Will anybody help me uncover this mysterious network of lies and facades?



WHO IS ANTHONY MYSTERY?

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

The Worst Non-Fiction Ever

Kay, so let me get this straight. You're giving us a book where a guy wakes up as an 'insect' and you expect us to believe this is non-fiction? How gullible do you think we are?

I'm going to read this book as fiction, whether that's how you want us to do it or not. This guy has some obvious character flaws to begin with. He obviously wasn't very independent of his mother as a child, hinging at her very word on what to think. This dependence is shown in his later life in how he feels the need to pay off his parents' debts.

Since I was too lazy to actually read this garbage, I don't have all that much insight. But I still think we could easily just watch Heroes instead of reading this. Exactly the same thing.

Friday, November 14, 2008

So is this how I do "it"...

So story of this blog so far, some of my friends took a class that required them to keep a blog. I, being of the discourse of people who would jump off a bridge if my friends did, decided to take one up of my own. I also did it so I could leave rude comments about mispellings and such not.

To tell you the truth, I really don't know what to do with this, so I think I'll leave it at that.