Light and hearty observations from a fat and ugly guy. Home of hackneyed drivel and ersatz-existentialist effluence. Choleric biliousness a specialty, since 1958.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
A poem
My blog, ignored unloved
Few posts, least none lately
Days and weeks simply shoved
Free time? Not bloody likely.
No one reads this anyway
Just me, my posts I load them
That knowing then I say, hey:
Buff my frigging scrotum.
posted by Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines @ 4:11 PM3 comments
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Sooooo sleepy....
Not sleeping, again. Bed at 10:00pm, awake at 1:30am, toss and turn till sometime after 3:00am, get up, coffee, review crapola offerings on Dish including really lousy soft-core "film" and re-tread talking heads stuff on Fox News Channel. Read. Vacuum, laundry. Ablutions, shower, to work at 5:00am.
S'gunna be a long day.
posted by Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines @ 7:47 AM2 comments
"Ego mos imbibo bierra tunc cado ut solum" -- from the Latin, this is the motto I live by. Translated, it goes like this: "I will drink beer and then fall to the floor". Beautiful, poetic, charming, no?
Face like a box of writhing maggots, dresses like Wilbur Post from the TV show "Mr. Ed", hates the great outdoors, much prefers the great indoors, so long as those doors are locked. Two words: shaved armpits.