Monthly Archives: April 2016

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

So I’m hanging out downtown, minding my own business for the most part. I usually go down there to people watch and eavesdrop on conversations, not that anyone really talks about anything interesting. It’s always some self-absorbed crap; who is sleeping with who, who is dating who’s ex., and other useless gossip.  Does anyone really talk about anything with real substance anymore?  I don’t know, if they do they don’t hang out here.  So yea, I’m downtown drinking some tea at the little overpriced coffee shop that gives people with money a reason to spend it, just observing.  Starting to grow bored with the girl next to me telling her friend all about how Trevor and Amanda are totally screwing because Mandy saw him in the mall and he had a hickey, I start gathering my things and finish my tea.

That’s when he appeared. He didn’t walk up, I would have seen him. He was just sort of there. Read the rest of this entry

There is a God and she is vegan



Yea that would be vegan coffee caramel fudge Ben & Jerrys


Lunch with the sexiest man ever:
Tofurkey peppered
Organic Spinach
Whole wheat bread
But the best part

Organic Goddess Dressing
Which made me think, if this amazing feat of awesomeness is made out of goddesses (which is obviously the case because nothing short of mythical could possibly come close to sheer flavor fantasy that is this dressing) how is it considered vegan?

Just a thought…

Just a Thought…

Identifying Identity: An exercise in madness

Identifying Identity:  An exercise in madness

Identity is a pretty interesting concept.  It’s definitely something almost everyone deals with on a daily basis, in one way or another.  We give people we encounter a sort of mental identity, so we might remember them in the future.  We typically show anyone who asks to see it, our government issued ID card or driver’s license.  Identity is all around us, all the time.  Anyone with ambitions to avoid it will end up having to stay indoors.  I hope they don’t see or hear anything, identifiable,that will disturb their dreams.  Oh no!  Steve the mailman just knocked on the door with his usual shave and a haircut knock!  Identity!  No seriously, a person who knows that Steve always has a unique knock would easily identify who was at the door before even looking at it.  Now personal identity, that is some really interesting stuff.  A question that has been asked since the beginning of time, who am I?  Now hopefully you aren’t asking people around you to tell you who you are.  Unless you are literally asking people, in that case, sorry dude bad choice of words?  Let’s assume that no one has amnesia for the rest of this chat, ok?

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So much this that it makes your toes tingle


don’t fall asleep at the wheel of life.

via stay alert — words, etc.