Bee's Knees.

If I was the bee's knees... well, I wouldn't exist.
I have this little bug on my shoulder, nippin at my ear every time I see a television screen. Well, at least one with cable or satellite or whatever crazy new doodad you people are watching the tube with these days. Anywho, all I've heard about is god-damn Michael Jackson.
Do NOT get me wrong. The man was talented and did an undeniable amount for the world of pop music. He was an inspiration for many and hell, he could carry a tune like no other. But that was more than 10 years ago. Look what he turned into. I don't even have to explain it because we all know. And there lies the problem.
This country, culture, world spends so much fucking time fawning over celebrities and entertainment that we're failing to look around us. We can't wait to see who won American Idol and, hand in hand, who fizzles out under the gestapo-like eye of the media.
Why can't we get back to arts? Hiking, camping and enjoying our damn world?! We're glued to screens 24/7. Now I do my fair share of screen gazing, but I find standing/laying in one spot and just staring up at the sky is more entertaining in every respect. Given there's only 25 stars above this oven of a city, but I know them intimately now.
I'm honestly scared for this world.


Consequently I'm also scared of snakes.

yay america?

I went to the fourth of July parade with work and with every little section that passed I felt a bit less proud to be an American. About half of the people I saw walking around were very overweight, about half the remainder would be considered very overweight in any other country in the world. About half the little girls I saw running around were dressed like 20 year olds on their way to a club. It all kinda makes me sick. We think that just because we're Americans we're somehow the best people in the world, nevermind how much we persecute our own citizens because of race, gender, sexual orientation, religious views etc. I'm always amazed at the amount of ignorance, prejudice, and just plain backwards thinking there is in this "land of the free, home of the brave."

America is past its prime and it's time that people start being okay with this idea.

Fucking Fireworks and Shit.

It's July! I don't think there's much cause for celebration in July so I apologize for my exuberance. Sure there's the FOURTH of July. But c'mon, the way this countries goin, no-ones celebrating it for the right reasons.
Freedom? Equality?! What the hell are you smoking? The FOURTH OF JULY(!!!) is about hot dogs and beer, and fireworks, man! Maybe we'll grill up some got damn cheeseburgers too! We can set up the slip and slide for the kids and get drunk and have 6 more. Yup, God Bless America.
I hate my country.

No, that's too harsh. I hate a great deal of my country. If I had the power to clone, travel through time, and had some pretty mad crazy medical skills, I could fix everything.
How? Well, sure, let me tell you.
Time travel mother fucker. Go back, pick up Jefferson, Franklin, Lincoln, maybe see what Twain's up to just to say whats up. You get the gist though.

So, loyal reader (Lucas), this fourth, go ahead and get drunk, I know I will; but let us get drunk and plot. It's about time we as a people used up a redo.