Footage from brave new voices workshop in dc! |
i come in around the 1:00 mark....
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 01:34:00 PST |
My dog is probably in heaven, humping stuffed animals. |
I know this is quite cliche, but Kappa was truly a one of a kind dog. He was so cute and had a unique appearance, and he had a very entertaining and distinct personality. He was killed by two pit bull...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 11:45:00 PST |
Hero |
A hero is one who disregards them self during chaotic circumstances and willfully sacrifices their well-being for another; not for fame or self-worth, but for the satisfaction of as...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 12:49:00 PST |
Bored FreeStyle |
I'm as bored as a board, feel separated from my source, like an infant cut from his umbilical cord, much discord, lyrically give riches to the poor, emcees get torn but they still want more, but I'm h...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 12:47:00 PST |
Untitled |
Ink flows from its head like the most prosperous spring in existence. My powerful ally which I comfortable grasp between the salty flesh of my fingers; its rubber grip keeps m...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 04:33:00 PST |
I almost popped a gas station attendant in his mouth, for reals... |
I tried to return my unopened Monster energy drink to the gas station I bought it from becuase it randomy started fizzing out of the can. So I walk in with Monster all over my sweatshirt and the guy s...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 11:36:00 PST |
Skeptical Illusion |
They stand at a distance, but their glaring eyes protrude through the numerous miles of terrain and clutter my noggin with harsh images and scenarios. The distant warriors are clutc...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 12:58:00 PST |
The Elusiveness of Time |
The scarce number of academically-free days that we're able to salvage from our hectic school schedule always seem to quickly slip through our hands, vanishing at the sound of a 6:0...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 12:29:00 PST |
Coolest Dream Ever |
Me and Gary Busey are at a huge party. All of the sudden, the Yakuza shows up with sub-machine guns and start shooting people. I run away as fast as I can and find a knife on the ground. I then see on...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 11:57:00 PST |
Random |
As I stare into the illuminated computer monitor and observe the magical world of Myspace, my mind is fixated on my next course of action. Maybe I'll watch a movie and laugh till I suffocate or jerk r...
Posted by The Blanco Bomber. on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 12:47:00 PST |
