art

gene gene built a machine
joe joe made it go
art art blew a fart
and blew the fecking thing apart.

speaking of art, the fast food princess painted a little picture for my birthday. somewhere along the line she noticed that i like turtles.



when i was a teenager my goal was to retire at 35. that didn't happen. then i dreamed of retiring at 50. that didn't happen. then i dreamed of retiring at 55. i've now reached 55 and the time has come to shit or get off the pot.

i might shit this spring.

in honor of the fast food princess and her art.

the can racket

it's been a good few days for cans recently. i've collected $11.75 and now have $231.30 in my raspberry jam jar. earlier this year i spent $335.99 on a netbook and used cash in the raspberry jam jar for the purchase. all in all it's been a pretty good year can wise.

you may notice that i've deleted almost all my old posts. i've been getting lots of anonymous comments on old posts recently and whomever is responsible seems to know a fair bit about me.

friend or foe? i don't know.

of course the old posts seemed brilliant to me when i wrote them but in the light of day many of them seemed idiotic so into the trash bin they went just in case.

the new classy me:



i love you sons of bitches