Sunday, February 19, 2006

Sprinting and Snorting

The Olympics are a good source of sickness, if you are looking to feel both better and worse about humanity. To be German vs. American: I can't tell which is better. Early leads, shockers, late-race showboating, it's all very stressful but multicultural, thank goodness, I guess. I am yearning to rejuvenate and have new thoughts of family packs and sody pop nonstop into the night.

I am a shell of nothingness, a place of succor for those who do not exist, I wish to become comatose and fall in love with love.

19 comments:

sloth said...

MM, did you see the snowboard freestyler girl who had a comfortable lead, did a little fancy twist on that last jump, and wiped out? It was like a real-life parable.

mountain man said...

Yes I saw her. She was a cautionary tale for us all.

mountain man said...

Hungover. Me. Head. Ouch.

postmoderndebunker said...

Morning ether-nutz! I am hungry and wish to eat three tall towers of pancakes with 6 sausage links and 2 hot dogs. Is this okay?

mountain man said...

Yes. Get hence and go forth, PD, following your foods desires is paramount.

Effluvia said...

Pulls. Flows. Burning actions.

zamboni man said...

the olympics are killing me. and nobody knows about us unsung heroes!

mountain man said...

Oh that's right PD! You are moving as we speak? Get 10 links. Get them.

postmoderndebunker said...

I am sore from moving paintings around in an attempt to pack up my shack. I think I deserve at least 6 links.

simka said...

I am not in love, but I'm open to persuasion.

postmoderndebunker said...

I was torn between painting and packing yesterday and I managed to finish a big painting that was hangin' on for dear life. Make that 20 links!

mystic eater said...

Pizza is one of the four food groups, no?

mountain man said...

Yes. Crystal pizza is a food group. It is sparkling, like bling.

My head. Ouch ouch ouch. Stupid wine drinking fool. Very much dumb.

postmoderndebunker said...

As long as you enjoyed the consumption of the wine, mm. Sorry 'bout the hangover. I had one glass of wine last night and fell asleep during a pivotal part of Law and Odor SVU.

Dancer of Asymmetry said...

I wish I could pull the lever and make everything go out of whack for one day. Get the sideways pull gravity going, that type of thing.

Pete said...

Good news is coming to you via the cake transformation set.

The Capt'n said...

I saw the Jacobellis girl do her little twisty and then fall, too. It was SO harsh! It was weird--me and the Mrs. were watching the race, and the snowboarder girlchild blew way ahead, and the race went on and everybody was doing their snowboarding thing, with her way ahead, and I said, "she could still fall."
Team Shredder has been making hopeful plans to take classes at our local Psychics 'n' Plus school. But I feel like the extent of my psychic powers is limited to random trivials like half-knowing when somebody will be late to meet me, and now the snowboarding debacle. Which I personally blame myself for, having said it out loud and then it happened.

mountain man said...

Oh Capt'n, the deformity of thinking you can predict events in the near future, I have had this myself. It feels very powerful for one second then you realize why can you not predict the important things, like fires and bus run-overs. Once I had a dream that my friend would make an earring out of the sword of an action figure. The next day, it happened. That was the last time, circa 1985. Long long ago. Anyway. Listen, late night blogging is very problematic. Long day in the studio, odd decisions made, a continuum of genius to no-go, up and down like a derelict on crack.

I love your visits Capt'n. I feel lucky to have any friends at all. I am a very emotional MM with penises growing all over my back, very sick, very heightened. See?

canada said...

okagys!