Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Cuddles

I miss my cuddly bucket of squish, Mr. Pants, MM's nephew. The cuddles are coming in a different format now, a less welcome one, the cloying cuddles of hot air molecules. Please be gone. I need to think. I am donning a multi-feathered headdress in honor of this occasion and spinninig around in circles. So far no thinking has come to me. I will wait.

77 comments:

Anonymous said...

yo yo yos waz up mountain man man? I been krunkin' it hard core and need the sleeps yo. you be needin the thinkin and philosophizing, but i dare you to just stroll on by that avenue. Krunk it man, roll me one. peace out.

Mountain Man said...

Hi Fabeebles. Is it time to mix up the piss yet? Maybe you are right about the thinking. I have other things I could do instead, like staring into space.

Anonymous said...

mix up that piss, yo, and see those rims a spinnin'. it's fly time bro. i be hanging out at Ned's later on waiting to let it come down, the streams will be boiling!

Mountain Man said...

Ned's has starting serving a new flavor of aspic, butterscotch-mushroom. I hear it tastes real nice, especially with a spoonful of the noczema. I can't wait for hot piss storms to rain down on the worms on the floor of Ned's. Fabeebles, you give me a strange feeling. I thank you.

fairy butler said...
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fairy butler said...

hi fabeebs, hi mm! Oh Mr. Pants!! I assume mom & dad pants are all a-okay? Today I desperately want to escape reality. It is scary how strong this desire is. The wineskin, the space bag, I dreamt of white powders. What is going on???

Mountain Man said...

Reality is very harmful and toxic, especially to the epidermis. Lack of reality enhances healthful glow and maintaints proper liquid balance. Mr. Pants is so cute I can hardly stand it. Mom and Dad Pants are well and happy. Little guy is very happy to cuddle and fall asleep in the neck of anyone who wants to hold him.

fairy butler said...

PD, can you spare a wee bit of the oxy? Today I may need to take special measures.

fairy butler said...

My epidermis is old & crispy with a touch of red. This is what reality is doing to me. Butler! Where is my hidey hole?

Anonymous said...

I could use some oxy too. I dream of small tablets every night, they rain down on me from the blue magic trees of pill.

Anonymous said...

My skin too is putrid like cooked duck. Very proto-wrinkly, very saggy-baggy. It is sad that age causes this type of droop.

Mountain Man said...

Sheila, I am sure you have a great personality though. FB go to the hidey hole lined with rhinestones. The sparkles will distract you and hypnotize you.

Anonymous said...

I heart the lack of reality.

fairy butler said...

flying away now. thank you.

Anonymous said...

Mr. Pants sounds squishy and cute!

Anonymous said...

come sail away FB.

Mountain Man said...

Mr. Pants is the new king of everything. He is a kind and fair, good and just king. I am making a crown for him out of marshmallows.

Anonymous said...

I am hiding in a dark hallway, I am skulking and loitering, wanting to mug someone.

Anonymous said...

Go ahead and mug me, I deserve it. But can you tell me what hallway you're in? I can't find you.

Anonymous said...

I have a new enemy in the shape of a rat. This rat is very feral, very cloying. This rat sings insipid songs in a flat monotone.

Anonymous said...

Oh FB, sorry I was not here during your time of need. I have plenty of oxy to spare for my good friends.

Mountain Man said...

Be careful with that oxy and Jack combo PD. I don't want your liver to curdle. I want you in tip top shape for our unity ceremony.

Mountain Man said...

Painful sore throat. Hard to swallow. Yuck.

Anonymous said...

I am a fighter of fires in the heat of the night of the soul. I am failing to extinguish but have high hopes for later.

Anonymous said...

MM, drink the dew of the daisy to cure your ailments.

Mountain Man said...

Thank you Krix. I will try to find some daisy dew. I hope all the daisies have not wilted. I am becoming a farm for bacterial agents.

Anonymous said...

did you find daisy dew, MM? What about Daisy Duke? Can I work on your backterial farm? I can handle a pitchfork.

Anonymous said...

I meant Bacterial farm. Backterial farm is sort of krazy Kafka.

Mountain Man said...

I like the idea of the backterial. BACKTERIA is evil and not good and therefore it is very very good.

Anonymous said...

I absolutely cannot stand these popsicles who corrode my space in the freezer. These popsicles are onion-flavored and should melt into a silvery puddle. I have come to resent everything about onion-flavored popsicles and hope for their burial in melt form behind the pickles. Savory popsicles are for troglodytes who have no place in the fridge in which I live. Thank you and good night.

Anonymous said...

My my Cheez Wizard you seem awfully angry and nasty.

Anonymous said...

I hate onion popsicles too, I can understand your fury.

Anonymous said...

everyone needs to take a chill pill.

Anonymous said...

Onion Popsicle, please stay out of my way. I have grown steam roller hands and they are not only heavy but hot. You will be flattened and then your fate of melt will be sealed. I cannot take chill pills when I have you to deal with. Please heel!

Mountain Man said...

Onion Popsicle you may be playing with the fire of the Cheez. I am playing with my displaced member, the one on my lower back. I am mutating and perverting into an onanist sack of pimply sweatiness. Who can be more grossed out that me at the sight of this writhing stinkbag a.k.a. myself? My fangs are starting to grow, it just feels right. I am heading to the woods this weekend and plan to bite leaves off of bushes and trees with them. I plan to pull up the weeds with them, sink them into sour fruits.

Mountain Man said...

I am foaming at the mouth already. I am a rabid Mountainous M. Gnar, I am a snarleyow.

Anonymous said...

Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!! YOU ARE SO DISGUSTING!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

I am crazy about forks and knives today, I have so much to say about them. But not now. I am also obsessed with black holes. I cannot speak of this now either. I am in a rush.

Anonymous said...

I love the eminence of the black hole as well, the promise of getting sucked into a vortex with no control over anything ever again is very delightful to my mind's eye. I am wanting to obliviate and merge with the ether. This is not to be considered a death wish.

Anonymous said...

I am scrubbing the stains off the floor. I am scrubbing with vigor to erase the past.

Mountain Man said...

Poetess, scrub away, the stains of the past can have harmful effects on the clean towel of the present.

Mountain Man said...

Not to mention the cucumber of tomorrow. It all hooks up.

Anonymous said...

There is a chant coming into my head, a chant of nothingness, a chant of bloody towels left on the floor of the shower, a chant of mice in the hallway, of pork fried rice on the bed. This is so intense.

Mountain Man said...

Myrtle, I hate to tell you this but that could not possibly be a chant of nothingness, now could it? You are thick. You are fogbound.

Anonymous said...

Out out damned spot! I see the ghosts of men I have murdered in the heat of passion.

Anonymous said...

Arf!

Anonymous said...

I will not do that to you MM. I was just trying to identify with the poetess' dilemma.

sloth said...

Oh my... hot day. Shoulda stayed at the beach.

Mountain Man said...

SLOTH!!!!!!! How are you my darling creature?

sloth said...

Tanned, rested and ready, oh MM. Missed ya.

Mountain Man said...

Are you back in your log? Are you crispy fried?

Mountain Man said...

I dearly missed your kind ways.

sloth said...

fried with melted butter on top... all rolled up in Log and poppin' fresh! It's nice to be back.

sloth said...

must work on a new post-toasties. Out of practice.

Mountain Man said...

Even though it is loin-shrinkingly hot? I am deranged from too much movement above the slabs. I must go out momentarily and retrieve relics from the rotund one's cave. Luckily he is not there.

Mountain Man said...

Yes it is hard. I have been having a hard time myself with the posts. Keep deleting them. Forget what my point is, as often there is none. It's good to take a break sometimes. I look forward to your next missive from the brilliant brain of Sloth.

sloth said...

Hi Ham, PD, FB, Krix, Corny, etc.... yay to be back!

Mountain Man said...

I am sounding like a fiend today. Apologies. There are nets in my head with small trash fishies caught in them. It is truly a deranged state.

Anonymous said...

I am very glad you are back Sloth. I am the dilator. If any orifice in or near you requires dilating I am your man.

sloth said...

May the rotund one rot and implode. Sloth salutes MM and the brave & beautiful relics of MM.

sloth said...

Dilator, perhaps you can help with the tangles?

Anonymous said...

Hey Sloth!!! you were missed. I welcome you back with all my heart.

sloth said...

The dendrites of sloth are all in a tangled mess. Dilating might help.

Mountain Man said...

You are the sweetest. I am still lacking in gold coins. However I feel I am wielding powers of doom. I still have forceful hopes. Part of it is that I am excited about new relics. That always gives the sense of power, even if it is delusional.

Anonymous said...

I can help with tangles, however, you must let me dilate at least one orifice. Fair is fair.

sloth said...

Hi PD! Missed you and yer blog, too.

Mountain Man said...

Slothy do you think you will post images of new paintings? Are you shy to put them on your blog? I am. I would like to see yours. And yours PD. But it seems a scary proposal to put them out there. I admire Corny for this.

Anonymous said...

New relics are the inspiration of one's life.
I am still scrubbing away the past...

sloth said...

This is a very scary proposition, MM, especially since the new work is taking leaps and will probably end up being transitional, if all goes well. Slothy would love to see your new relics, MM.

sloth said...

Corny is fearless.

Anonymous said...

ooooh, scary posting the work. I much prefer e-mail!

Mountain Man said...

Yeah I agree. Too scary for now. Maybe later. FB had a great idea that we should all visit each other's studios sometime, maybe divide it over two different nights. Cocktails would have to be a part.

Poetess, you must be tired from scrubbing. How about a nice glass of strawberry jam?

sloth said...

YES to the studio visits - great idea! Especially with liquid refreshments and snax.

Mountain Man said...

Snax with an X are my favorite flavor.

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Anonymous said...

grrrrr blog spammers.

arf arf. I bark at thee.

Hi MM. I am forever sad that I was not able to contemplate your relics fully. I am hoping for viewing in the future.

Mountain Man said...

If I am lucky, there will be another viewing that you can partake in. And if we all decided to visit mutually the studios of each one and the other, then there is no reason why the Krixa Della Forta may not join in and rove around with, if she should so desire it. I am barking now too, just for fun.