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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Post the 54th

What does that mean?

Jack shit.

If we insert the two harmless words "had a" we have: Jack had a good shit.

And what does Jack have to do when he lays some cable in the wilderness? That's right. Jack Squat.

very interesting. interesting indeed. this will be an eclectic blog. I think so. Yes.

I would like to congratulate the better-than-false-Value chain  for two things. (not more)

1) For having such obviously perverted items for sale in their store.

2) For leaving up (not that they can take it down) my review of my lovely experience there. Shirley you'll know which reviews mine


(I'll call you whatever the hell I want) and if you don't understand that go watch Airplane!

Now it is the time. The time to think of a word on the spot: ok.. "rigid" and grab the 6th google searched image with ss off of course.
This is what I got,
Now I know what you're thinking...with the fascist picture blocking regime disabled we should have gotten something a little more, how you say, rambunctious.
This clearly is a closeup of a fine, square-footed, Texan man enjoying a nice umbrella'd Pina Colada while sitting on his motorcycle backwards resting his nice crocodile lookin' shoe up on the tire. This guy is not wearing nice pants. And is a letdown for all the rigid image seekers.

Rigid...were you thinking something else? Post it anonymously or prononymously in the comments!

And finally the part I've been waiting for....the poem.


Damn Thirsty

First
The fish needs to say,

"Something ain't right about this
Camel ride -

And I'm
Feeling so damn

Thirsty.

--Hafiz c. 1320-1389

First off I would like to say wow. Inspiring. Next I would like to point out that this Persian poet lived 69 years. For once not a sexual joke. Seriously, during the 14 century to live 60+ plus years? That's pretty damn good.

I would like to interpret this poem, as it has been the only poem that's really caught my attention in recent memory. Besides being comical, I think this poem serves as a reminder to do some introspection. Are we living life sitting on a camel with no damn clue how we got there? And when we finally realized that we were on this hump-ed creature did we decide just how wrong it was?

Too easy...let's delve further.

Assuming a rational fish. She clearly has two choices: to ride a camel, or swim. Let's say the she chose the camel ride! Ok! This is the part where it gets intense. Assuming she is a minnow and booked early, she was able to gain passage inside the camel, in the place where they store all the water (not the humps). She's merely complaining at the subpar service she is getting, the worst part is..damn camel has no water left.

The after thought: Eclectic. Like your underwear drawer. I went there. Nothing to hide.

-Mi

2 comments:

  1. Hey, glad you enjoyed it! We would like to say we live in the Czech Republic..we were diplomats once.
    Tried to check out your blog, but neither of us can read/speak chinese. Sorry broman

    ReplyDelete

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