So I live with my mom...

Living with mom isn't as odd as you might think. the trends show that i am part of a movement. back to the home. cheap rent, good meals, and my mommy... who knows when i'll actually be on my feet. my mom is mad cool. good to argue with, good for eating and making sweets. it's a good time at home. the point is... i'm not ashamed. I LIVE WITH MY MOM! let it be known
Video games are the future of our world. Art, entertainment, communication, our way of life. Please refer to my prophetic post "Our Creativity Part II" Dec 04. ok not prophetic but i was singing praises to the industry a couple weeks ago.

the poison

sleep deprivation is poison to the mind. it slowly decays and eats away at your more functional areas. big time bad news. that's my excuse for no good material this week... take it or die!!!

shout out

just wanted to take a chance today to holler at my boy Haagen Dazs. in true and inspiring form he has started blogging and is on fire. please check his link to the right "Haagen Peter Dazs". you can look forward to more fine works from the ss crew courtesy HAP. keep the blog alive! mjc you are the true inspiration. thanks

Return of the Cave Troll?

submitted by Dr. Bobby Steels

To all who care to Listen....

....So I'm sitting at my desk working happily and I feel pressure....oh the pressure. It's time for the toilet.

I walk in the stall, expose myself, and sit. Literally one second later another man, I suspect, walks in and sits as well. I'm pushing (not too hard though, I like to enjoy my stay with Papasquat Peenchalov)...and the man next to me starts letting it fly, I mean the sounds I heard were almost...no, no...they were disturbing.

I was thinking "very impressive" but I didn't feel the need to indulge so close to the source. Now I'm trying to speed things up so I could get far away and then...I heard whispering.

I thought the guy maybe needed help and was struggling so that a man voice was no longer enabled. I listened intently for signs of life, while fearing inside that I might have to help a man exposed, stinky, and on a toilet. Without delay the man explodes once more. "He's alive!", I thought, but is he well? (I was frightened for I did not feel the need to help a man while he is on the toilet)

I'm still trying to wrap things up in a hurry and the thought crossed my mind, "I wonder who that is". First answer that came to mind, due to the nature of this man's amplitude and our past history, was CAVE TROLL. I thought "Oh No!", had the cave troll decided my mind was not scarred enough? Had he decided to take it one step further (if that is even possible)? Had fate damned me once more? I had hoped not. I refuse to be indirectly molested ever again.

Then I heard a loud whisper, I couldn't quite make out the words because it was more of a mumble, followed by a short "hahaha". So then I thought "cave troll doesn't do that sort of thing". I'm thinking....and thinking (this thinking occurred very quickly mind you)........... Finally I thought... "it must be zzz zzz aka BITF?" Still frightened; I cleaned, dressed, washed, and scurried away.

Although I did not stay to find out I feel pretty strongly that the strange, struggling man was him aka BITF.
Can you think of any other man in our office with such a distinctive characteristic? I think not.
God bless that man's anus.

Thank You for listening,

Dr. Bobby Steels
P.S. This is a true story. And I hope there are no more of these to come.
PLEASE DO NOT TRY THIS EVER.

*Dr. Steels appears courtesy of HAP

Giant Insects and the Mini Zoo

there are two things that need to be changed in this world in order to bring humans together. number one: insects should be HUGE, slightly larger than humans even. of course we would need to reduce the overall quantity of these creatures, but we definitely need to make them larger and more fierce. this would eliminate wars consisting of humans vs. humans. we would be too busy defending ourselves from the giant insects. i fully support a plea for world peace, but i'm more interested in the unification of the human species. number two: we should have mini zoos, someone (preferably the japanese) should develop a way of breeding mini animals or just go ahead and invent a machine that can reduce the size of our current wildlife. in a shoe box you could have elephants, lions, zebras, several species of monkeys, and any number of rodents. the idea is this, once everyone owns there own zoo they will be completely and utterly content. could anyone wish for more than their very own zoo? i know i can't. furthermore, individuals all over the planet could begin to communicate and trade their animals. it would open up the communication lines all over the world, thus bringing us into one harmonious fold. of course all the while we would be defending ourselves against yao ming sized roaches, give a little to get a little... know what i'm sayin!

shout out

i know he's not gonna like this (by this i mean the nickname) but this goes out to Crapperman. please anyone and everyone (i know you are many) that visits the black triangle, go to Mr. T Will Throw You! (Look at the links on the right of this page) i no where near endorse this page nor support it, in fact i disagree with hating in such a direction BUT i do have love for the man behind the hate, as i am an avid hater myself. Read what he has to say... then send him hate mail, especially you conservatively minded people out there.

Grow up!

why is everyone so interested in being a responsible adult? and why does everyone hate you when you are honest? i'm not talking about tactless honesty, i'm saying when you are asked a question or pressured about something and you tell someone straight up what the deal is. accept what i tell you. change that affects the life of others is so difficult to make. you always want to be the good guy, but sometimes you aren't allowed to be because it hurts you. i don't mean to be selfish but i have to come first if i am ever going to be able to be a positive force in anyone else's life.

Our Creativity Part II

I don't know much about gaming or animation or anything in that arena but from what I have read it seems as though the video game industry is somewhat rebellious and a proponent of creativity. As opposed to keeping the technology, knowledge, and ideas to themselves (like some other major industries we know.... music anyone?), they encourage CREATIVITY. This NY Time article discusses some advances in gaming as well as making animation and movie making software available with their games. You probably can't read it if you aren't subscribed to NY Times... if you aren't subscribed to the NY Times Online... Shame on you! Go do it now!

"I know that. I do know that."

NPR ran a really good STORY yesterday on Navoo and the history of the Mormons. I found the story to be well balanced and fair. There was even a call out (See Below) of one of the non-Mormons featured in the story.

In reference to the increasing Mormon population (over 40% of the total population) in Navoo. A former city council member (Joan Craft) had the following to say:
Joan Craft: You know the neighborhoods are filling up more and more with mormons and I look for the [city] council to be predominantly Mormon at some point. I just believe that there is a plan and I don't believe the local people are part of that plan.
Reporter: You know if you substituted another group for Mormon and you were saying some of these things people would accuse you of being a bigot.
Joan: I know that. I do know that. But I just think, I don't know, they are smiling at us like, you know, "we're gonna have this some day and you aren't... the only history we care about is ours,"and that's the bottom line.

It's amazing to me that so many groups are so well protected yet the Mormons still can't get respect. It has become OK to have blanket negative feelings towards the Mormons. And as shown above, people seem to be ok with bigotry towards them. Thanks to the Provo Daily Herald in Utah we have a good ILLUSTRATION of the problem. Please take time to read the article AND CHECK OUT THE COMMENTS... you will be amazed at the hatred and ignorance. And please tell me, how long do we turn the other cheek?