Eleven Bucks

Recorded a song but they are kicking me out of the library. It has the lyrics..."My pencil is broken but my eraser works fine."

I should literally have this video be a pay per view along with WWF and Captain Lou Albano with rubber bands in his beard should pay me personally. It cost me dearly to upload it to you hippy freeloaders.

Anyway, I'm determined and motivated to release this early version which will probably never be developed due to my upcoming sun stroke and malnourishment of the soul. My iPod has been shuffling through the early albums of Tom Waits, the albums where you can still understand the words, and I've determined that he's neither concerned with the music or with the lyrics but enters a kind of trance that attunes his mouth to his ear and he begins to basically pray a hobo's song. I was underneath a broken Toyota that had spend some time in the Gulf of Mexico. The insurance company reached a settlement with the tow truck driver and paid him $10K and gave him the truck. He said he wants to get it going again by which he means he wants me to get it going again because he doesn't have the time. He gives me random projects like checking bearings and fixing generators and turning the flywheel on a drowned Toyota.* And deep in thought, far from the evil Oggy twin brother/self inflicted denial monster who preys on the kinder and gentler monk of my nigh shadows, these words came from my mouth involuntarily..."Simulated Sex on a Saturday Night. There's a Rumor going 'round that Chico's shit is out of sight."

If I could do that all the time I'd be as unpopular as Tom Waits.

Stockholder Mentality vs Social Equity

I've reached the conclusion that the fundamental problem with society is the Stockholder Mentality, which is the opposite of Social Equity. Gandhi is no longer the crowned king of philanthropy. No, the social activist award has to be given to Sir Wilfred Grenfell of Labrador via England. His work was done on the behalf of god and the only profit he earned was the ability to live in a thriving healthy society. If you think that is not enough profit then you are a fucking asshole who probably owns Apple stock. I'm not done investigating the source of this poisonous mental delusion that would make someone invest in a company with the sole aim of benefiting financially. It's childish and fucked up and selfish and pathetic. That our whole country's economic system is basically one of rampant exploitation in order to better reward a handful of stockholders is proof that something is terribly wrong. 1940 America was absolutely no different than today. Proportionately there is the same amount of poverty and working class poor. If you say that the standard of living is better it's probably because your standard of living is primarily provided for by strangers working their asses off in fields that you will never see doing work that you'll never appreciate. The demand of procreating has led to an abundance of labor that lowers wages. It's simple math to see that not everyone can own their own electrical repair business and not everyone can be an electrical repair man. The pizza price war in NY goes on everywhere with plumbers underbidding each other until death.

Narc Car

Bitter irony, homeless man replacing an alternator on a police interceptor.

This job sucked. I reek of human shit right now.

Bringing back the '70s!

Apes Watching Porn

Ape handlers at the Washington D.C. zoo reported that the apes who were given iPads as an enrichment program were found to be surfing porn sites within 5 minutes and after 10 minutes were engrossed in anal gangbang videos.
"We thought it would take them at least a few days," said a handler as she turned her head to give a 500 pound mountain Gorilla some privacy as he furiously masturbated.
Within a day of the start of the experiment all the Ipads had to be restored as the they had ceased to work from virus attacks.

Official

My tenure at the trailer park ended without much fanfare. No ceremonial watches or long speeches. I cleaned out my refrigerator that I'd packed with food and split 15 minutes before 5. I didn't even cry over that $2.50 I left behind because I took that many gatorades along with me.

I also purchased www.oggybleacher.com and have my blog published there now. It turned out www.Fullofmyself.com was already registered. It dawned on me that the blogspot domain reeked of cheapskate, which is what I am, but a domain only costs $3 a year so really I'm not that cheap. I also wanted more exposure because I'm tired of arguing with only Roslindale and seeing 7 people read something I wrote in three hours. It's bullshit. This probably won't make any difference but I'm trying.

I'm looking for riders to Mexico. You have to be a philosopher and interested in winning the war on drugs in Mexico through literature and love and bongo drumming. We can make a difference! And you have to have some money or be willing to learn to knit and make arty belt buckles and wear gypsy clothes.