Delirium Propaganda

I don’t know if you can remember the day you started blogging? I can, and boy did I have the wrong impression of what blogging was. That day was quite strange and exiting at the same time. I can recall perfectly well what I is was doing at the time and how I got drawn by the “make money blogging” hype that was sweeping the internet. Back then I didn’t even know what a blog was and although blogger.com was already a wide used service it was news to me. After reading a few short articles, to short in fact, I started creating my first blog. At the time I had returned to my home country and was unemployed so any slight opportunity of making money was good news for me, in fact just too good to be neglected.

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Don’t you just love it when someone says something so right, so dam true and to the point that it makes you stop in time to think of the world around you? I found something like that today on Craigslist and by gum did it make me think and agree with him…

After a long chat about life, politics, and your future career in interior design, you asked me, a man nearly a decade your senior, something like, “What have you learned over the last ten years that you think I should know?” I offered some boilerplate platitude like, “Don’t limit your options because you never know where you’ll end up.” I’m sorry. I wanted to give you some real advice, but I was afraid of offending you. We spoke for a little longer, and I was building up the courage to tell you the truth, but before I could get to the good stuff your beefy bartender boyfriend (who stared at me menacingly the entire time that you and I spoke) whisked you away. Please accept the following paragraphs as the advice I didn’t give but should have.

First of all, your boyfriend is a fucktard loser, and if he’s the kind of guy you usually date you are in real trouble. I’ll admit he’s a good looking fellow: Strong jaw and big muscles, but he is also a moron and has two kids. Jesus, how old is he, twenty-five? And he already has two kids? What the hell are you thinking? Those little bastards aren’t free and if he mans-up to his responsibility he will spend the rest of his life broke. If he doesn’t man-up he is an even bigger loser and you should definitely drop him. I’m not saying you should get with me or anything, I’m thirty and bald and aware of my chances with the nubile tastiness that is you, but you live in a city chock full of universities and I’m sure you can find someone young, good looking, and smart enough to wear a fucking condom when he does the nasty.

Speaking of sex, you need to be careful. Really careful. Drug development is expensive and when big pharmaceuticals make a medicine for a disease it is because that disease is (1) very common; (2) bad enough that people are willing to pay $$$ to treat it; and (3) going to be around long enough for them to get their money back. All those Valtrex commercials you see on TV are telling you that lots of people have herpes. But you don’t know anyone who has herpes, do you? That’s because men who have it don’t tell their partners. You should be prepared for the worst. I’ve never had any STDs, partly because being bald makes getting laid nearly impossible, but also because I use condoms EVERY TIME I HAVE SEX. You should too. Just because you’re not willing to risk your health for a guy doesn’t mean you don’t like him, love him, or want to be with him. It just means that you have a head on your shoulders and some self respect.

Finally, about your career. Honestly, it really isn’t much of one. You live in the Bay. There are enough gay men around here to design and decorate every doghouse, outhouse, whorehouse, and courthouse for 700 miles. Every man you talk to knows this and we all mean to tell you, but you are really hot and humoring you is a condition precedent to licking and sticking your honey pot. Seriously, you really need to think more about exactly what you are going to do for a living because if you end up with Mr. Fucktard, or any facsimile thereof, you will likely be supporting yourself for many years to come.

Good luck and best wishes,

-The Short Bald Guy

[tags]Pirate Bay, Pirate, Video, MIAA, RIAA [/tags]

A wise man once said "life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get".

The story started a few weeks ago when I so cleverly thought it wise to buy some land in a remote town I never heard of before. Because my consumerist blood was flowing so intensely and what is cheap must be bought, even though you don’t need it, here began my journey into buying a big piece of worthless land.  

The actual idea came from my wife that one day from surfing the net had come across a site which promotes and auctions various properties all over the country. The basic setup is. A buyer has a few weeks to visit any property, something I did not do, and inspect everything to see if is worth buying. If still interested the potential buyer must send an envelope containing his personal details, information on the property in which he is interested and most importantly his bid. Generally and auction takes a few months to end so there’s plenty of time to check everything out before hand. To make a short story even shorter let’s just say that I won one of the many bids I had sent in.

A few weeks later I received the much anticipated phone call informing me that I had won one of the properties in which I had made a bid. Very ecstatic with the news, I immediately got into my car, drove for a few hours into the unknown to claim what was mine by right and pay for it obviously.

Bellow I’ve taken the liberty to post a few photos I took from my worthless land.

Many big rocks, a very common theme on my land.  

One of the many big rocks that can be found on my land.  

This is the driveway. If you are a trucker or bus driver you will never have trouble parking, trust me.

The hole from one side.

The road leading into my property.   

A big marble rock stands robustly in the middle of the hole. Quite breath taking really.  

This is an image of my wall. Dating back to the 13^th century this beauty gives the surrounding area an even bigger look of worthlessness.  

This road goes to…. I just don’t know….  

So here we have the picture. One big hole in the middle of who knows where.
Today I’m the proud owner of a big hole on the side of a road. The big hole was once upon a time a small quarry but it has long since been left forgotten in the middle of the wordless. From the looks of it this is how it will look for many years to come.

Lately I've been so sick with the flu that creating any sort of post leaves me breathless. Well today  I decided to add a random comic video that I found on Youtube. Hope you enjoy.

[tags]Youtube, Comic, Video[/tags]