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Ebb

I am here for Friends

About Me

I'd have to say I'm relatively laid back dude wading through the murky depths of this pond we call life.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Someone who understands and accepts that the inner dork can never be left alone in a dark closet for too long. Fun people. Happy people. Nonjudgmental people.

My Blog

The Coming

It has not missed my poor, insignificant brain, that the world is beginning to change rapidly. Somehow, I have not missed that the lives of many whom I care for are finding new paths, rapidly and in ...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 08:35:00 GMT

Catatonic Pillows

Following a lively road has little or no relation to stalking a lively road to glean some meaning from all the laughter that’s alien on the sturdy and stout road. If I found myself stock among ...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 20:19:00 GMT

Vacation is just one Lobotomy Hole Away!!

I think I may have an allergic reaction to sterility.I never thought cleanliness could lead to a rash. Isn't there a saying, "cleanliness is next to godliness?" Does God have a rash like mine? I wo...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 22:42:00 GMT

The New Year

There are many things I find strange with today, being New Years Eve and all. Strange that many put such a personal importance to it. Strange that whatever day may fall upon this last day of the year...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 23:49:00 GMT

It's never okay to scratch your own dog's balls. Even if they ARE shorn.

to quote a supremely underwhelming, undeniable unknown talent of immense incalculable un-good-senseness, "my dog's balls are bigger than yours!"I think about the state of our country and think it's sa...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 18:34:00 GMT

Cheese Reprised

"Do you like cheese?"This is a question that has changed my life.  Inside this odd shell that I reside, lives an extremely insecure person, much like the rest of this image obsessed world. Man the wor...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 21:25:00 GMT

Poetry

My heart bleeds?pumping a pain?that emotion feeds?and though I feel sane?my insides speak of another vein.??Across the skirted landscape?a single shack arises?forlorn, unable to escape?it's lot, it de...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 02:15:00 GMT

Sunday yo.

FUCK. Do I really have to get up?  There must be some law that precludes my snoozing ass from associating with anything remotely similiar to being productive.  I need to build a fort.  ...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 02:04:00 GMT

Friday yo.

OH YES, it is the celebrated day of the week commonly referred to as FRIDAY.  Even the unemployed like FRIDAY 'cause that means all of their productive, EMPLOYED friends have time to mimic their ...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Oct 2006 10:21:00 GMT

BM

"Don't bother me, I'm getting ready for Burning Man." I keep saying this to myself 'cause my brain wants to talk to me about various subjects in relation to this upcoming weeks activities, yet I still...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 12:53:00 GMT