Pencils

Brighter Pencils

Pencil Pusher

Same but different

Checks & Balances

I actually wrote something out and just erased it, proving I have a conscience. Not because it was rude or disrespectful, mind you, but just in case it would be misconstrued as such. This was a very boring post.

Shhh...

This little bastard holds secrets for ransom, so watch what you say around him

Dino! Here, boy!

Dash of artificial colouring

Somebody Got Tebowed Real Bad...

...I'm not gonna say who...but I think you know him very well. 316? Go get em', boy!

Dream Merchant

Was thinking about scapegoats the other day. Had this dream that reminded me of this short story i read in high school. I think it was called 'the lottery' (again, instead of googling it for 2 seconds i think i'll just assume).

Once a year, residents in this small town showed up at the town square in their Sunday's best. I think they put their names in a hat. I'm not sure if the winner was the last person chosen, or the first one drawn out a box.

Anyway, what the reader doesn't find out until later is that the "winner" is actually exiled from the town, as a form of population control. Or killed. Don't remember, and again, google, 2 seconds...

Pretty sad and changes the perception of winning the lottery from that elderly man at the lotto stand with the scratch and wins, to a more Clockwork Orange type of deterrent.

Seriously?!

July, dude...Last post was July. I remember when I was on a roll, it seemed like just yester-month...BAH, no time for that, gonna get back to some regular posting like Andrew Bynum.

Dear diary...I've missed you so...   :..(

Also, I got attacked by Zoidberg for no reason.