Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Things in trees and stuff and junk

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It's been a while since I've been on here. But I'm back. To get you up to date....

itub sales have have tanked, the company has gone under, and the acting president is holed up in well, a hole, in his backyard. But hey, it was fun while it lasted. Broken Spleenotronic Funtime Factories™ will surely be releasing a new line of fantastic products to capitalize on the ever-impending holiday season, just as soon as the aforementioned company president gets his shit together.

Haven't really exercised my literary chops (thats writing know-how or complete and utter lack thereof) since the last post about Maxx and Lerr who, to those of you who are following (thanks lonely stalker friend from Ohio), will be making a second appearance very soon.

Michael Hutchence was STILL a genius.
And I still am actively recruiting for another MDW expedition...

What's been up?
wellllllll....................

ya likey the new blog background? It full of books cuz books are for smart people cuz i'm a smart people cuz... smart.. people.

after much debate within the board of owners and the shareholders, the blog has a new name. we went with "blather and drone". Why? because it sounds only slightly better then "complete waste of time" or "wtf is this guy going on about". Also because blather and drone, when used together, are two of my favorite words.

Most importantly...

I saw three piles of pink vomit on Light street yesterday as I was strolling along (cuz that's what I do, I stroll...) making my way to the Ole Bird. The piles - or maybe smatterings is a better word - each decreased in size at the same proportionate amount to the pile/smatter before it. I began to wonder... is this art?

It was kinda art. For puke. I mean it was very colorful. Pink mostly with the same reocurring pattern of longer yellow bits in each little pile. Like hay mixed with used big league chew and spittle.

also... ya like ghosts? graveyards? rednecks? dead kids in colonial garb? mongolian death worms? how bout a combination of all of these things!!! No death worms tho, i'm afraid.... from my friends over at the phantom kangaroo, watch this spoOOOoooky video...

AAHHHHHHH!!! Dead kids that jump real high and fall out of trees!!!

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