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About Me

I am keeping the Indian Thriller. Sooooo, about me. Can you believe it? I was born near Stockholm, Sweden. I was thought into creation by a yellow jacket named HooChou. She was my mother. We traveled together some time before the instinct overcame her to devour her young. Like all yellow jackets, she had a temper, ample mandibles and a thorax that was quite formidable. I escaped, as you knew I would. The great gods and the Lesser Ones chose for me a path of isolation and despair. A path of sorrow and self doubt. I think that is the common ground among all types of jackets. Yellow or otherwise.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I met the world once. It came right up to me and shouted and spit and screamed. I decided not to take it all that seriously until another world said hello. It was brash and obnoxious. I always liked those sorts of peoples. They screw you with the lights on, they mold you like clay, they burn you like rubber, they taste like cotton candy. Substance is an issue but not the only one. Style is irrelevant to me since I have none myself. I like the girls, I think they are soft and smell oh so nice. I smell like cigarettes and coffee. Are you into that sort of thing? I sip Pina Coladas, I down beer by the gallon, I use gasoline in my car and I use gasoline in my hair. Some complaints about me are that I don't speak english and have grey spelling and speaking tones. I write some, I read some, I buy some and I use some. I drink. Good God, boy howdy, do I drink. Some say too much but I say 'juuuuust right'. They radio, TV and print media talk to me. They have no regard for others privacy. One day it was that they were right there. That was a scary day. It was all the more scary because they probably have been there since the summer of two zero zero six. Enough about me, how are you?

My Blog

A Long Walk

I am so misunderstood.  I didn't mean to make you cry like that.  I never meant to make anyone cry.  I have a...condition.  A severe condition.  You see, I do not mean the things that I say and do hal...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Jul 2009 16:45:00 GMT

Bedknobs and Boomsticks the Pilot Episode

Chief Carwhistle gazed across the plains and saw the white man setting up their Liveries and saloons.  The Chief slowly shook his head and mounted his horse and rode back to his camp.  His settlement,...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Jul 2009 16:56:00 GMT

I was under the Impression

But...But...You said I was a genius!  You read all my pa pa paperssssss!  You told me how good they were!  NO! NO!  Don't you dare touch me.  Never again.  Oh no.  That's the last time you get anywher...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jun 2009 16:49:00 GMT

True Story, Volume 3

In the fall of 2006, I went to NYC to preform my first and only stand up tour.  In seven days I played 6 venues.  It was a resounding success.  I made many new friends and some very important contacts...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Jun 2009 17:02:00 GMT

Only 15, after this one, Left

Suck on it, Meyer.  Suck on it long and hard.  Guess who got the motherfuckin' promo at the working place that I work?Me, cocksucker.  So that means you can do what you do best.  Eating it, Rocket Tit...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Jun 2009 17:09:00 GMT

Sartex the Medium

Tashaad's priests place 45,000 needles into Sartex's back and the LSD flowed like wine.  They tied him to a chair and recited incantations for a week and a day.  Sartex was given no food and only a dr...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 15:16:00 GMT

Sartex thinks it may be too perfect.

Tashaad the Nigerian Prince led Sartex down a hallway in his palace of windows.  The windows were all one way and you could see out but you couldn't see in.  Behind Tashaad a series of servants went a...
Posted by on Sun, 31 May 2009 15:33:00 GMT

Sartex Makes a Friend

Sartex threw himself into Space History to learn everything that he could about the Ghost Machine.  He went to the Barzax Library in Moobgorge and read everything with "Ghost" or "Machine" and "The" i...
Posted by on Sun, 24 May 2009 10:55:00 GMT

Well, Ain't That Nice

I reckon I been gone too darn long, I reckon.  My chili done cooled off and the monkey that I done hired and and and and.And don't that beat all!Were it that I could and that I could and would.  But, ...
Posted by on Wed, 20 May 2009 17:09:00 GMT

Leisure, A Life of

I have no restrictions today and that should make us all proud.  My teachings, now available worldwide, have left a number of you scratching your head in wonder.  Some wonder why anyone would think I'...
Posted by on Sun, 10 May 2009 13:54:00 GMT