Your reality is only partially manufactured.

Overclockin' your noggin. Only on Sumdays.

There's a lot more to the story and off-the-wall rhetoric than at first you might suspect.

It's "just" a meme... Or is it?

If you don't know, you have no idea what you're missing, and there is only one way to find out.

That said; don't be silly. +he 777 Agend^ does not (Really?) exist. Any references are purely coincidental and most likely just a figment of your imagination. 0r not.

For the time being I have been using Facebook as my writing platform of choice far, far, far (x 100,000+pictures and real-time updating and now with New! "Reality Sync") above this blog, so if you're brave and/or bored/curious, be my guest by clicking the badge to the wRight.

You never know what kind of gems you might find hidden in the rough or just how valuable they could potentially be to you and your quality of existence within this lifetime on this planet. Hey, if it's good enough for the Best of the Best, then why would you think it might not be good enough to be of remote interest to you?


Interesting is an understatement.

Once you pay attention long enough to figure out what's really going on it will blow your mind.

In a Good way.

That would be the point.

Merry +++mas.

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Saturday, May 30, 2009



How can I turn that word into a metaphorical system that designs compromise?

That concludes today's random thought.

Here, read this.

Please remember, I try to keep my slate clean for a reason.

Have a super Saturday!



Friday, May 29, 2009

Thank You Jesus!

...for the positive role model.

For future reference, just because I've decided to get noticed for my mind not my body doesn't mean I shouldn't lift a finger to make the most out of what I have. Now I have to work out before I can watch TV. That should do.

It's actually trippy. While watching that video on YouTube I actually stumbled across an old account of mine from 2 years ago when I was in Virginia visiting Dan.


Hell, I'll post both links.

And no, I didn't buy that shirt. A supposed Russian (Well, technically Armenian) mafia guy gave it to me off his back just because I said I liked it. Although he only kinda fixed the BMW like he was supposed to...hmmm...

Anywho, please understand I'm not a douchebag, that shirt was symbolic in a different way.

Well, you sure weren't expecting such random nonsense now were you?

I've already posted my aggressive yet creative views on N. Korea on Facebook. Do whatever you want. How much worse could humanity possibly f*ck up the world anyway?

Maybe we need to make a list of pros and cons shall we?

Then work to make things end where we want them to end...with everyone happy.

'night kids! Tomorrow another adventure begins!



Poor Communication.

Or perhaps just not a big enough communication platform?

There I was commenting on something on Facebook, which lead me to the point where I was about to ask why the Onion News Network isn't on my TV...and instead I decided to find out myself...and instantly news on their virtual refrigerator is not encouraging.

But thank God I didn't take the stringball mission.

Cross promotional business models galore.



Thursday, May 28, 2009

The Opposition?

(repost of article by Matt Barnes @ The Onion)...I think he might be pointing out the fallacies of human nature (quite often that = self-centered stupidity), 'majority rule', and mass media control of the masses.

Have a terrific Thursday!




I…I think it's finally over. Our reactionary emotional response seems to have stopped it dead in its tracks. If I'm right, all we have to do now is smugly reiterate our half-formed thesis and—oh, no! For the love of God, no! It's thoughtfully mulling things over!

Run! Run! It's making reasonable, fact-based arguments!

Quickly! Hide behind self-righteousness! The ad hominem rejoinders—ready the ad hominem rejoinders! Watch out! Dodge the issue at hand! Question its character and keep moving haphazardly from one flawed point to the next!

All together now! Put every bit of secondhand conjecture into it you've got!

Goddamn it, nothing's working! It's trapped us in our own unsubstantiated claims! We need to switch fundamentally unsound tactics. Hurry, throw up the straw man! Look, I think it's going for it. C'mon…c'mon…yes, it's going for it! Now hit it with the thing that one guy told us once while it's distracted by our ludicrous rationalizations!

Gah! It's calmly and evenhandedly deflecting everything we're throwing at it. Our deductive fallacies are only making it stronger! Wait…what on earth is it doing now? Oh, no, it has sources! My God, it's defending itself with ironclad sources! Someone stop the citing! Please, please stop the citing!

The language is impenetrable! For all that is good and holy, backpedal with all your might!

Where are the children? Someone overprotect the children! They cannot be exposed to this kind of illuminative reasoning. Their young, open minds are much too vulnerable to independent thought. We have to shield them behind our unshakeable intolerance for critical thinking.

What?!? Noooooooooo! Richard! For the love of God, it's convinced Richard!

No time for tears now. Richard's mind has been changed forever. But we mustn't let it weaken our resolve. Mark my words, our ignorance will hold, no matter the cost. Now, more than ever, we have to keep floundering ahead with blind faith in our increasingly fallacious worldview.

For Richard's sake.

What's that? Now it's making an appeal to reason? Never! Do you hear me, you eloquent, well-read behemoth? Never! We'll die before we recognize what we secretly know to be true! The cognitive dissonance only makes our denial stronger!

We have but one hope left: passive-aggressive slights disguised as impersonal discourse.† Okay, everyone, careful now…careful…if this is going to work, we have to arrogantly assume that it won't be smart enough to catch on to our attempt to salvage some feeling of superiority and—oh, God, it's calling us out! Quick, avoid eye contact and stammer an apology! Tell it we were just joking! Tell it we were joking!

Arrgh! Our pride! Oh, Lord, our pride! It burns!

All is lost. We don't stand a chance against its relentless onslaught of exhaustive research and immaculate rhetoric. We may as well lie down and—Christ, how it pains me to say it—admit that it's right. My friends, I would like to take these last few moments of stubborn close-mindedness to say that it's been an honor to dig myself into this hole with you.

Unless…wait, of course! Why didn't we think of it before? Volume! Sheer volume! It's so simple. Quickly now, we don't have much time! Don't let it get a word in edgewise! Derisively cut it off mid-sentence! Now, launch the sophomoric personal attacks! Louder, yes, that's it, louder! Be repetitive, juvenile, and obstinate! It's working! It's working!

We've done it! It's walking away and shaking its head in disgust! Huzzah! Finally—defeated with a single three-minute volley of irrelevant, off-topic shouting!

Ironic, really, isn't it?


What is it? ;)

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

The Future

I have an idea to turn reality into 3D virtual reality using Google maps and a Second Life-type model with real world location determined by RFID or cellular triangulation.

Who's with me? lol

I should really write down more of my ideas huh?



P.S. Bonus 'Plato's Cave'-type hypothetical I have previously touched on. Imagine if God is just supernatural-grade technology?

And no, I've never read Plato's Cave. That's just what other people compared the comical theory to. Law of Attraction? Really? No. Belief? Possible. ;) lol

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

W.W.W.T.F.D.? Grade A birds only.

Well, guess who just came up with a comical plot to run his behavior as a Democratic operation of consensus rather than his own programming?

Then just edited this several page long entry down to this and will put the rest in the 'uncensored' version.



'night kids!



A Thousand Epic Fails

...all in bite-size, A.D.D.-ready pieces...

Guess who finally (re?) discovered FAIL blog?

Happy Monday!


(unknowingly written on Tuesday = FAIL)

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Just 10 Questions

You find the damnedist stuff on the internets...

Just 10 Questions

Help me Jesus!



About the Boat

In case you didn't know what 'boat' I was referring to in that last post.

Additionally, if you don't know what the Intrepid is, click here.

It's symbolic in a few respects.


Operation: Catalyst Art

Cat Al Y Start? Because I need to.

I guess it's all in how deeply one can read into things. Even comically like that.

I REALLY haven't been pushing myself hard enough.

How hard would it be to compose a book of 'humorous essays' like Elizabeth Edwards?



Work on getting rich or go to the beach?

Design means of getting rich that can be accomplished while at the beach?


Do you have any idea how wrong it is that MasterCard used that word as they did?

YellowCarding companies because of overly one-sided advertising? Truly priceless.


Let's I just need a topic list?

Hey, that can be written...probably even the right beach environment.

Let's see, which idea to pursue first? God knows I've got more than enough of them.

Perhaps a piece of art to remind me of every chapter from the Self-Directed Behavior book?

...combined with the 'x' factor?

Yes, you are looking wonderful today too. May God's peace be with you.

Here's what you're supposed to do if you want people to like you:

1. Don't criticize, condemn or complain. Allen = FAIL

2. Give honest and sincere appreciation. Allen = Varies

3. Arouse in the other person an eager want. Allen = FAIL


But you must be thinking to yourself "It's not like I don't know how to follow directions." True. Very true.

The problem is, metaphorically speaking, socially "I'm on a boat motherf:)er!"...but the boat is just in a temporary protective harbor.

Can you believe I've been writing like this (actually, this and much more aggressive/WTF-ish) since before the Intrepid was taken in for restoration?


Yeah. Actually I used to write much, much more often too. Well, it usually depends what's going on politically, but I do get distracted by things in the 'harbor' and in the virtual sea of WTF? online.


The internets and what it has done to my behavior is fooking funny. The idea was to force myself to write. Well, yeah, kinda sorta...I mean, this is much more than I had written previously...and this time to the ultimate target audience.

Paradoxically one could say 'The boy doesn't fuck around.' but we all know I simply haven't been formatting my life properly.

Ugh. Damn superlative blind ambition.

I'm going to go back to internalizing my thoughts now.

Carry on.



Wednesday, May 20, 2009

My God v. Your God

But, just b/c I'm too lazy right after having written so much already...

Well, while I'm asking the guy for permission, I'll give you the background details of how it came to this...

My God that's a long we'll just tune back in where Allen's past friend Sandy had found him on the internet via Facebook. No biggie, the past is the past, so as long as she isn't coming around asking me to 'save her' again...the logo tattooed right where it counts will serve as an "I sincerely tried' if nothing else.

Anywho, so I'm not sure what Sandy's doing for money these days, but she represents a comical paradox...because here I am minding my own business...when the wakes of other peoples' status updates start making me go WTF?

So, Sandy says "Hi Allen...blah, blah, blah, love the logo, thanks, whatever..." Something along those lines. I say "Hi Sandy. It looks like you're doing alright, hope everything is well with you and Jamie (her son). Take care!" Blah, blah, blah...something like that.

These days it looks like Sandy's life is financially well-off...back in the fastlane...I presume the really fast lane where she was a professional sex object before...and her son is nowhere in sight. Well, like I said, I tried. And I didn't have to because I got lied into the entire scenario to begin with. What kind of girl tells you she's a 'survivor' and makes you watch Taxi before trying to move in?

Ha. Yeah. Well, as if to add insult to injury, apparently Sandy is doing quite well as a party girl these days...but I could care less, because that one token attempt to save her was just my 'Jesus' experience' when God had literally thrown the beyond-worse-case scenario possible on my lap when I was at rock bottom and weakest just to see if I could handle it.

Well, I did handle it, but I failed miserably at saving Sandy...but that's because Sandy didn't want to be saved, she just wanted to use me for my resources. Welcome to LA! One week she's looking for a normal job and going to church meetings, the next minute she's in Vegas with a black pimp named Kisu because he promised to buy her some Nike Shox.

I shit you not.

Yeah, so that whole experience set back the recovery clock...again...but that was merely at the time...and it was a token attempt...and this is ancient history as long as I end up alright, and she's alright with whatever her life is, and her son and hopefully his future ends up alright, then good, because it's no longer my problem...but isn't it funny the crazy places my logo might just show up?


Anyway, that was just to almost explain how this scenario came about, I haven't even got that far yet. To make a long story short, although I don't hang out with Sandy or anything, on Facebook it shows you when your friends join groups etc.

My oh my don't I have an interesting mix?

For a reason.

But the reason this matters is because on one hand you watch Sandy living the party girl life with all the embarrassment that carries someone of my historical caliber, and on the other hand you see her subscribing to things like 'Jesus Daily' while declaring herself to be religious.




Have you never heard the saying "nervous as a whore in church"? WTF? If your religion doesn't stand for anything it says it stands for, then really, what good is it? If it doesn't stop people from doing the things that are destructive to themselves and/or others, then really, what good is it? If your religion doesn't protect the innocent from the predators, then really, what good is it?

Well, luckily the law takes care of a few of those.

The selfish desire do whatever and think it will get forgiven on the next level just because you think it will? What's fair? Seriously, what if when your life flashes in front of your eyes it's just like a computer program scanning the information before you get God? My God = what's responsible for life, so yeah, that works.

Do you really think denial is that high on God's list of Heaven-entry-gaining things?

You think you deserve Heaven eh? Well, have you been a good person while here on Earth? I mean, it's only far right?

Plus, either way, you're still debating things that don't exist, so everyone going through the motions as hypocrites is just a little...silly...don't you think?

Sorry to get everyone involved, but...

(insert YellowCard)

With all due respect, WTF?

On one front we're battling the gay's slightly ill-logic, and on another front I'm debating the cost effectiveness of space for all the rocket scientists with their heads in the stars, and on the other hand I sign up for Jesus Daily out of morbid curiosity about the completely hypocritical behavior of the triple-digit chick and how she rationalizes it with 'God'... thing you know I'm actually reading the Jesus' Daily entries because it is perfectly allows me to hear and deconstruct the rhetoric in bite-size pieces...

Next thing I've gone and ruffled the feathers of some 'Old Christianity' believers...and now I'm waiting on Jeff's approval to post it so it can explain for itself instead of me having to write more and paraphrase in ways that probably don't do the original already paraphrased conversation justice.

Jeff's Facebook page says he's a lawyer.

So I found entertaining his argument on the validity of religion especially interesting. Actually not religion, I found it interesting because the only religion he references and therefore believes in is just his (Christianity).


Yes, I know. I have the same problem. lol

My views on religion = WTF?

Because there is just so much out there, obviously it can't all be right, especially the parts that don't make sense. When one takes something literally that was written to be taken FIGURATIVELY...Houston we have a problem.

Lucky Bart the rocket scientist/funny guy glady let me repost my micro-debate with him when I critiqued the non-Earth-centered technological research hopefully Jeff will follow suit...especially since I come to find out that Bart is religious also.

Do I count as being religious just because I was indoctrinated with a story as a child and went through the motions because everyone else was doing it even though I didn't believe the miracle all?

Santa who?

Yeah, I'll show you a miracle.

That our society is still sane. Or is it?

9/11? Ahhh!!! Terrorists!!! Help me Jesus!!! Why did God just let them put through a rather evil-looking bailout? WTF do you mean he's programmed everyone to not stand up for what's right and be passive living in a common delusional dream state?

What do you mean this project is designed to be a comical demonstration of the same mechanisms within the human mind?

Damn. That's deep.

Anyway, here's the conversation. I'll assume he's friendly and fair-minded enough to say yes, either way, Jesus is OK with it, and that's apparently all that really matters in the end.

Brace yourselves kids...


Honoring parents/loving neighbors
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Jeff C
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The difficulty with deciding who is honorable is that we overlook the fact that we ourselves are not honorable. In God's eyes, we are all just sinners, no one more honorable than the next. Viewed as such, the bibles message becomes timeless. We can honor our parents and love our neighbors while despising their acts. Forgive me if this intrusion was not welcomed. God's peace be yours through out Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

Allen Simpson
Today at 3:49pm
Hi Jeff,

I don't consider it intrusive at all, the entire point of sharing my thoughts is to encourage healthy debate.

That said, why can't we honor our parents and love our neighbors without bringing God and Jesus into it?

So, your interpretation of the Bible suggests that the widely varying degrees of righteousness in human behavior are irrelevant (according to God or whatever)?

Sorry. I don't agree with that.

I don't honor people, I honor honorable behavior.

Yes, I am not perfect, but the difference is, I try and I care about others as well as myself. But which ones are worth caring about? The ones trying to take advantage of you? I don't lie to people to take advantage of them, and quite frankly I despise people who do.

My God doesn't see those two opposing mindsets equally, for if he did, he would be protecting selfish, 'evil' mindsets and all the pain and harm they cause. That ain't cool.

You must be an intelligent man because you're an attorney, so what percentage of the Bible do you believe is fact and what percentage fiction?

What do you think you would think/behave like as a human being had you never been exposed to what I presume is Christianity? What if you were the identical person genetically, but you were born in Iran, or China instead?

Would you still be seeing the world through a prism that labels things as you do?

Historically my track record proves I'm an exceptionally good person (sacrificing of myself to help/save others to a level that actually proved to be quite regrettable), but it had nothing to do with religion, just in being a person that looks past myself and genuinely cares about the well being of others.

Accordingly, I take offense to a 2,000 year old political construct designed to allow the evil people of the world to take advantage of the good...and that's what you just described in claiming that "we are all sinners in God's eyes, no one more honorable than the next".

I'm sorry, but I disagree with your take on what 'God' thinks. You must be simply referring to the 'God' of the Bible, not the God I believe in that is responsible for life itself and everything else in this Universe both within and beyond our comprehension.

I guess it's just a difference of opinion in how one defines 'God'.

Personally, I believe in the truth, and that trying to get people to do the right thing by lying to them is not getting them to do the right thing for the right reasons, and therefore is a behavioral control mechanism that should have never made it as far as it has.

I'm all for being a good person, but I'm also all for identifying people who aren't being good to others and holding them accountable.

If I were Jesus, at this point I would be disgusted with what has been done in my name. If I were God, I would desperately be trying to invent a new worldwide religion for the 21st century and beyond based on technology and human behavior, not on a story written by men that thought the Sun revolved around the Earth written in another life and time.

Sorry for the long essay. I hope you don't find this too offensive.

May peace, happiness, and prosperity be with you as well!

Take care,


P.S. You'll have to forgive me, for I am a preacher, not a follower of anything I don't believe in wholeheartedly on principle or what other people tell me.

P.P.S. May I end with a quote of mine from a few weeks ago? "Just because a bunch of people believe the same thing, doesn't make it true or them sane."

P.P.P.S. You must be 'honorable', you've got a degree that says you are. It's in your title! lol ;)

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Initially, I beleive in the God of the Bible; accordingly, any debate will be as two ships paasing in the night because it would appear that we worship different gods. The God that I worship will hold sinners accountable and I trust him to do that. I accept that some that I may deisre to view as worse sinners than me will be accepted into the same kingdom of heaven that I hope to be because they have confessed faith in the same savior. I have no problem with that simply becasue I am concerned with my relationship with God and my relationship with my fellow man. What others do is not my concern. While I would rail against injustice I can still love the man who perpetrates it for at the end of the day I am blessed with the humility to accept that in God's eyes we are all just sinners. If I were Jesus I would also be disgusted with what has been done in my name but I would also be quite pleased with some of my brthers and sisters. If I were God, I would not create a new religion first becasue, frankly, religion, does a very good job of screwing up faith and second, because I already created a new religion in my son and the world has largly rejected that so whose to say it would accept the next one. Not sure who is being lied to or where the behavioral control mechanism comes in, unless you claim the Bible to be one great lie. To which I would say that the books of the new testament represent a historical record of the events described therein, the birth, ministry, torture/death, resurrection of Christ. There is no historical evidence to counter the record contained within the Bible save for the attempts of men to discredit it based on nothing more than their own disbelief. I could accept every word of the Bible to be true or I could accept that there are bound to be errors or poetry or figure of speach. It does not matter because it is by faith that I accept the central tenant's. I find it interestng that a great portion of the history of Western Civilation that is accepted by people to be true ad accurate was recorded the same way as the history of Christianity, which the same people reject based on the manner in which it was recorded. Although I have espoused to believe every word of the Bible to be true, I now accept that that is a cop out of a greater faith that beleives even in the face of an imperfect document, if that's what it is. As to who I would be without Jesus ... I care not to delve into the evil that lives within me. I was a different person before and would be a different person without Jesus. There is nothing honorable about me. Forgive me for a less than organized response. One question, what is the foundation for the god that you worship if not the God of the people. I suspect just another one of the amorphous gods that people invent for themselves in order to avoid coming to terms with the true God of the universe. I would love to hear about your God and the miracles he has performed in the lives of men as archived in the annals of history. Please, do tell. Peace.

PS - I do not find your response offensive, I will note, however, that no Christian ever came into your church/assembly, wherever that may be, and interupted for the sake of offering a counter view. I am all for healthy debate and will defend my faith any time and any place in any format or venue; however, this particular site is a place of worship for some and I do not find your intrusion therein honorable. That said, God's peace be yours.

Allen Simpson
Today at 7:30pm
Well, like you said, two ships passing in the night because there is no point debating someone about things they simply do not choose to believe because it doesn't serve their best interest.

So, you're a 'born again' Christian eh?

Well, that explains it. I think the word is opportunistic.

Wow. I went to the Methodist church as a child and was even president of the youth group, but I became so disgusted at the hypocrisy of others, even at young age, I just couldn't buy into the b.s. anymore. As an adult, I'm actually insulted that my mother exposed me to such nonsense as a child, but that's about the extent of it.

If you believe the world was 'magic' (virgins giving birth, literary characters arising from the dead, etc.) 2,000 years ago but isn't now, then I can't argue with you...but on that same note times infinity...if/when my 'God' and religion does succeed in saving the world one day, don't worry, the TV and internet will explain in great detail to the point that you 'experience' it on a level even the current church can't compete with.

My God is Technology.

My Saviors are +ru+h and Reason.

As such, yes, Facebook could be considered a site of 'worship', but the preaching of Jesus is designed to be debated.

Humor me, and watch this series of 3 videos.

What makes you think the God of the Bible is any more real (except in your own mind) than the explanation of where He/It came from (your fellow, all-too-human man) presented in these videos?

Actually you don't have to answer that, it's just a rhetorical question.

If you're just using religion as a self-imposed brainwashing tool to escape your past, then that isn't necessarily a bad thing, but please don't have the audacity to preach your new found faith as historical fact when/if previously you were one of those people taking advantage of others.

Unlike many, I can swear on my father's grave that I am an exceptionally honorable man, so you should understand how it irks me to have the types that might have once wronged types like me claiming the protection of Jesus.

Anyway, sorry, I don't want to argue this with you, but please humor me and watch these 3 videos (10 minutes each). Then hypothetically, just hypothetically consider if they are true and the Bible is just a (largely made-up and plagiarized) story.

A magical, commonly believed story--but a story just the same.




See ya 'round the internets!


Allen Simpson
Today at 7:49pm
BTW you mind if I republish this conversation in my blog?

I figure since what we're debating is your response to my public comment on a public figure like Jesus, this fits perfectly with what I usually talk about and I arguably spent more time engaged in debate with you then writing in public this evening.


Damn technology causing conversations between strangers across thousands of miles that never would have been possible prior to....the last few years?

Now there's an impressive force, God or otherwise.


Let me know.



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No objection so long as it is understood that I do not use religion to escape my past. I place my faith in Christ for the forgiveness of those sins so that I may move past them and become a loving and useful human being. I have not escaped the past; to the contrary, it stands as a constant monument to my imperfection. That said, by accepting forgiveness of my sins through Jesus, I no longer focus on that monument and allow the resultant self-loathing to bring me to a stand still. I find it interesting that your rejection of God/Christ appears to be more accurately described as a rejection of religion. I actually fault no one for rejecting modern religious institutions; however, it is illogical to reject God due to the failings of man made institutions. What is truth?

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I will repost my original response without the errors and you are free to place it on your blog

Allen Simpson
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Fair enough. Yes, I'm not rejecting God, I'm rejecting modern man still operating on a truly archaic interpretation of God.

Truth is understanding what is going on, not just believing what one is told by someone else.

I'm not just upset with Christianity, I'm upset with all religions that remove the accurate perception of reality to the point that dangerous scenarios can exist.

I'm upset with 'bad' people much more than religious people, but I do fault religion when it isn't protecting the brand and principles it supposedly stands for. The government too. Also, I do question many of the tenants of some religions and especially scenarios when religion leads to war, suffering, and strife do to disagreements about things that don't actually exist.


My God is Green!

My God is Blue!

My God is Yellow!


I try not to pick sides because my goal is to find the lowest common denominators between various belief systems to hopefully one day bring them to terms with one another, but I do realize what I'm proposing and have tried to do could be considered impossible...without the future power of technology of course.

I'm upset with Christianity being the predominant religion in America because I'm obviously the type that tries to be a good person and stand for things simply for the credit of my own actions, but Christianity instead requires one to be drawn into a ancient web of very hard to believe fairytales...and being as intelligent as I am, it's simply not an option.

The entire purpose of +he WYZARD projec+ was to find/create a God replacement when my father died and I simply couldn't subscribe to all the other more traditional definitions of what happens, but, in truth, designing constructs to try and make the world a better is something I have pondered my entire life, so it is the result of 30+ years of intense thought and observation.

The model was originally called 'Religion 1' to denote the use of logic and numbers as the universal language and "that everything is one", or at least part of the same game/life experience/world...whatever you want to call it. I consider life on Earth to be the equivalent of God's 7th grade science fair project and everything was going well...until man learned how to lie...and then use God's name to lie and take advantage of others.

Yeah, I know, it's different...but it works on all accounts.

Essentially the entire structure to take man into the next era of thought is there, it's just a matter of waiting on the technology and opportunity to implement it.

Things like the wars in the Middle East are ridiculous, and in the 21st century, religion should not be allowed to fuel the fires as it has. In America, very questionable/unfair things have been happening in regard to economic warfare in recent years, and it hurts me to see so many loyal to the Christian God being held captive instead of being united on principle to take action against those who wish to harm and oppress us.

There is too much suffering and too much evangelical b.s. on TV, and being forced to bear witness to that paradox is exceptionally frustrating. I most certainly do not want to take away the happiness of those I've met with "their heads happily in the Jesus clouds"...but when their non-reality-based belief system allows their real lives to be compromised as they blindly stand by...well, I feel almost obligated to say something.

Being passive and living in a fantasy-based reality is a good thing...until certain lines have been crossed, at which point the people should be united to prevent their oppression, but sadly I don't see that happening.

Like everyone, everything I think and do is relative and subjective. We all have different life experiences that are a combination of luck and choice, so everything I say and do is simply a product of what I've experienced prior to that to reference when making decisions.

If you read through what I presume are beginning to be a collection of my rather extensive writings, you will realize there are specific experiences and reasons behind everything I do or say. I won't say things that I can't back up, and when I feel a certain way about things, I always explain the context, background, and my own thought process and reasoning behind it.

All I ask is the same ability of others to explain themselves and their actions, although I often overestimate people.

Thanks for engaging in a civil discussion of such a deeply emotional topic and allowing me to share it.

You probably needn't worry about correcting your previous response if a simple 'hey I typed this in a hurry on my iPhone' will do. Since you're an attorney, I presumed you know how to spell speech even though you spelled it speach, and I would assume anyone reading it and your more carefully written responses would understand you know how to write/spell correctly when you're trying to.

Thanks for taking the time to explain your side of things and listening to mine (and hopefully watching the videos out of curiosity if nothing else).



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Yes there was a play I saw a few years back depicting Earth as God's seventh grade science project, that interested me for awhile. I watched the video's and while I don't doubt that several of the claims therein could be refuted with a bit of research, I do note the following flaws in the progression. First, the astrological argument turns on the alignment of the stars on or about December 25; however, it is widely accepted that Jesus' birth did not occur on December 25 and could not have occured on December 25 given the timing of the Roman census and the Bible nowhere claims that his birth was on December 25. December 25 was the date chosen to celebrate his birth coinciding with preexisting pagan celebrations. In so far as December 25 is only the day chosen for celebration and not the actual date of birth, there is no grounds to compare his birth to astrological events. That said, if in fact his birth did occur on the 25th and the story of his birth matched the astrological events, I would not find it surprising that the birth of God's son was foretold in the stars that God created and that earlier civilizations, if they were earlier, created similar stories based upon the same stars. As to the claim in the second video that Jesus did not make it into the historical record, the writings of the new testament are the unrefuted historical record.

The adulteration of Christ's message begins with the first church described in Acts, when the Jewish Christians decided that the gentile Christians should only have to follow certain parts of the Jewish law, no sexual immorality, drinking blood and the like. Truth is Christ had no such requirement. You clearly seem to believe in a god but would move people away from that god in an effort to find a construct within which we can peacibly coexist. You are not upset with God so much as you ae upset with what people have done in the name of god based upon an adulterated view. I would think that the more effective construct, if thats what it is, would be to move people away from religion and religious tenants, and back towards the one true God.

My background is simply this: I have a .22 calibre bullet in my head (its in bits and pieces but 90% of it is in there) and the best that science had to offer (neurosurgeon) told my parents was that they should prepare themselves for the fact that their son was going to die or have no quality of life to speak of. When I came to three days later (LOL) and asked for a black pen and white lined paper because I had a book report due, there was no explanation other than, there are some things that can't be explained other than to tip your hat to a higher power. Three years later, the experts opined that I would be lucky to finish high school but could forget driving a car and could forget college. So college, law school and two complete bar exams four years apart later, I don't have any great difficulty believing in the "fairy tales" of the Bible. We still encouter God's "fairy tales," the only difference is that he is not openly taking credit for them. I did not choose Christianity becasue it was given to me. I stopped going to church when I was old enough to make that decision and wrestled for a great deal of time with the questions that face us all. In the end I turned to Christ not because he was what I had been taught but becasue he spoke to me and moved in my life and demonstrated his living power to me even 20 years after being shot.

At the end of the day, I doubt that you would deny the life of Jesus. Its just that denying it and searching for your replacement construct is far easier than actually coming to terms with the true God of the universe. I would wish you luck, but I don't believe in luck, so best wishes and all God's blessings. Thank you for the chance to further build and reaffirm my faith. (By all means feel free to publish this with the understanding that the spell chack is off and I'm not proofing.)

Hell, I even gave him the last word. Well, as long as one can listen to all sides without getting too bent out of shape and they aren't causing harm to anyone, more power to 'em.


Let me know.



Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The Myssyng Lynk

It's not rocket science.

I'm literally doing about 10 different things at once as usual, and still trying to reprogram those 10 things into the right ones. Since it occurs to me the pieces of the puzzle and the jokes/references are scattered across several online media 'hubs' (i.e. MySpace, Facebook, Twitter, this blog, my previous entire 'prequel' saga), I guess the idea would be an intentional trail of digital breadcrumbs more or less.

It could be seen as an storyline time capsule, which is basically the point.

Now if I'll just stop being too lazy to write. Yesterday I easily cornered Roger with his own rhetoric, so today it's just a matter of actually writing the nonsense that is my life down in the right format.

He said step A is to write the characters, so here's what I've written down so far:

Antagonist = Tygrrr while playing the role of the ultimate imaginary role model

Other = Coaster while living in Long Beach still in Nashville mode

"Beautiful soul" = The Jaguar

WTF? = Aggressive teenage lust in community college

'Crazy' = The hypothetical mystery audience

TV = 'magic nonsense box'

The Pontif = Playboy Mike, the complete opposite of a Holy Man

Jesus = Depends on what you believe and see in your cheese

Alright, I'm done for now.

Merry Tuesday!

Wait a minute, while I'm at it...

Happy Monday!

Merry Tuesday!

Wonderful Wednesday!

Terrific Thursday!

Fantastic Friday!

Super Saturday!

S_____ Sunday!

K. There. I just created a time-coded signature option.

And it runs independent of the calendar...more or less.

Hmmm...maybe it is its own form of rocket science in a way after all.



Monday, May 18, 2009

Arguing with Religion

Great, so I agree to go ride motorcycles with Roger...again...

He seems to be a big fan of goofing off, but I brought him into the game for his talent as a writer. Irony. He's still stuck in Nashville mode, but other that that, a O.K. I suppose.

This time we went over the bridge to San Pedro and then up the coast to Marymount College and then Palos Verdes, where we stopped at the top of some random hill and had a beer at the local store/deli and got into what I presume is a relatively WTF conversation as usual. It was engaging enough to have the 85-year-old gentlemen sitting next to us to chime in...he reminded me of my dad...and backed up my arguments over Roger's more than Roger's over which I would like to add: Ha.

See. I'm not all wrong all the time.

The funny thing is, amongst my other close friends I'm known for always being right. Overly trusting perhaps, but usually well aware of WTF is really going on.

Roger thinks I don't understand exactly how he thinks. lol That is funny.

If I walk around with my hair messed up but a motorcycle helmet in my hand, does that give me an excuse, like a get outta jail free hall pass or something?

Where are those rogue groups of AXE hair chicks when I need them?

Alright, that's enough side tracks for one night.

Daily Show? Colbert Report anyone?




Sunday, May 17, 2009

Making West Coast Lemonade

So, instead of going to see Angels and Demons as I planned, I instead was coaxed by my friend Roger (some of you may know him from the radio show) into riding motorcycles down to Huntington Beach. Never been there along the beach before, very cool.

Roger called it touristy and the 'home of surfing'. I just called it different.

See, I can tolerate beach culture. That version of Southern California is perfectly fine if not alluring to me. Sue me.

Anywho, so I swung by his place since it was on the way out of town that direction.

I then followed Roger's path of dive bar hopping, 1 beer per bar each.

Harmless enough.

Although I would also like to take this chance to bring up how backward and retarded drugs like alcohol are. I mean seriously, WTF? Back when alcohol became the predominant drug in history, how did that happen, and why has it alone so strongly legally stuck with us? Just a question, because drunk people are embarrassingly silly creatures.

Losing control = not sexy.

Remember that girls. Boys, you may be lost causes already.

Oh anywho...we went to some Irish dive bar in Seal Beach with a cute bartender Roger knows named Kim. Then to some other dive bar where Kim's friend Maggie works in the same capacity. Then Roger got us cursed out for being Texans, which reminds me why state and national stereotypes are so stupid.

But it was just in fun, and we eventually made our way to HB = Huntington Beach for all you non-locals around me. lol

This totally reminds me of when I had a skate board in high school that said 'LOCALS ONLY'. I didn't know what it meant, but it was a Nash, and that's all that mattered according to advertising and group influence I had been brainwashed by at the time.

See, life is all relative and subjective kids.

Who you are is strongly influenced by those around you, and that can lead to some fooked up ....

Whoa. Insert earthquake.

Uh oh. God must be pissed.


We'll be back after we turn on the television to see the feedback.

Kepp smiling ya'll...see that one was big enough to actually be exciting.



The Rainbow Invasion

Oh Christ, here we go...

So yesterday I woke up to the neighbor's 'Mexican alarm clock', i.e. the sound of a gasoline-powered weedeater at 8:30 in the morning...on a Saturday...just like every Saturday.


Oh well. That's tolerable. No biggie there. I need to get out of bed anyway. The Jaguar gets pissed, but I'm more laid back about it I guess.

Today I was drawn from my exceptionally comfortable bed by the neighbor's gay pride parade coming down Ocean with police sirens blaring. Oh, it's that time of year again? I know because I had to move my motorcycle from the street by 8, because the parade literally comes down Ocean Blvd., along the ocean...50 yards away...and apparently they needed to clear the street just in case? Not sure, but at least they made some money towing cars I presume.

It suddenly feels like I accidentally moved into the middle of West Hollywood without being told I was being moved into the middle of West Hollywood. WTF?

Alright. Sure, fine. I blame the Jaguar for this one because she blindly moved us into the more gay part of Long Beach than the more normal part, but it's really no big deal except that, well, it's a little weird and discomforting when the gays out number the normal people in the crowd. It's a very discomforting scenario when I can't find just one of my drop-dead gorgeous dreamgirls to save my life and instead I'm suddenly forced to bear witness to things that make me fear the entire city is gay...which it obviously isn't...but God there are a lot of exhibitionistic homosexuals making a lot of noise down the street at the moment.

It occurs to me it could be the Jaguar just moved us into completely the wrong neighborhood without knowing it, but now I'm stuck here because I don't want to put forth the time and energy to move. Grrr... Well, at least until I find a specifically better option...and although I'm not sure I'll be looking on craigslist anytime soon.

So anywho, where was I? Oh yes, reporting on my attempt to be neighborly and go watch the gay parade down the street. Well, it's all fine and great, except I feel like I'm looking at a freak show (rental crate trucks with high-powered stereos blaring dance music as the crystal/X'd up party goers from the night before just basically take their gay dance club on the road...and on parade) and that certain elements of the freak show won't stop staring at me in a predatory way.

I mean, you've got to hand it to them, they know how to have a good time, but why do we need it in this slightly-obnoxious format? Ummm...I think the people behind it are very capable, creative, and well-connected...but that doesn't mean I'm supposed to actually enjoy watching a bunch of gay dudes dance down the street while I get stared at like prey right?

THAT is the only thing that bothers me, when gay guys look at me or make comments in suggestive ways. Thanks pirate. I know I'm cute, or at least as cute as I always have been, I don't need people with your mindset confirming that. I mean, thanks for being all disrespectful and all...but I still appreciate the compliment?

Girls? Fine, although if you come on too strong I will most likely rightfully think you're sluttly. Guys? Just please don't.

Good God, the way most men act makes me pity women. The way some women act makes me pity their victims. The way gay men look at you when you're a cute guy...well, it's just a little uncomfortable. I mean that in a nice way. I mean fine, be gay, be confused, be whatever you want...but just God please don't mistakenly apply that mindset to me. If you respect me as a person, which is the only thing I allow people to respect me for, then respect that I'm straight, and that other men are straight, and that you should only keep your gaydar focused on other gay people.

I mean, that is only fair right?

It makes me feel so bad about how women are looked at by most men.

I would also like to take this time to apologize to all the women I might have offended with my 'priceless girlfriend matrix' branding ideas, because if you aren't attracted to women the same way I'm not attracted to men...then OH MY GOD I apologize for even suggesting it. Although I must say, given the nature of the species, the girl/girl thing in regard to the patriarchal nature of our society makes much more sense from an emotionally/circumstantially 'protectionist' perspective. But what do I know? Except that Western culture and capitalism often appears to be quite abusive/destructive/damaging/painful in the love department...for really stupid, short-sighted reasons.

What about all these girls that get knocked up by these piece of shit guys that I have gone to such great lengths and sacrifice to avoid being my entire life?


A.) We need to stop these lapses in judgment and perspective ahead of time.

but B.) if the girl is an otherwise absolutely wonderful girl that has money but is just stuck with the kids from a relationship that didn't work out...

I just don't think people understand how long life is, and I think the culture guided by television demonstrates destructive role modeling to an extent, quite often for profit. :(

Boo!!! Stupid people. There must be a better way. would one design a 'priceless' matrix to fix that broken home problem which seems to have become embarrassingly far more prevalent in our society in recent years?

Yeah, I think too much...but there is some merit to my 'outside the box' scheming. On MySpace I noticed one absolutely beautiful rich girl has a baby daughter and a girlfriend...and she seems incredibly happy....although it might be the money and beauty insulating her as well, and most don't have that luxury. Hmmm... To which I would like to add: that doesn't mean it's true, so much more research will need to be done on my hypothetical matrix theories.

How's that working out for you?


Don't worry. There are some highlights of the adventure down the street too. Honest to God, if it didn't seem so rude, I would laugh out loud at half the sh*t I saw...which I pretty much did anyway. Hey, I live in my own little world, so I was just there for entertainment because it was in the neighborhood, and the 10 minutes I was there were damn sure entertaining one way or another.

The police were in on escorting the trucks full of half-naked drugged out partyers down the city's main street. Hey, they have the MySpace-esque desire for attention by complete strangers too. There were lots of interesting interpretations of the rainbow color scheme. I feel so sorry for the rainbow sometimes. And the main thing here is I don't want to lump everyone in together, which is what I fear the entire concept of 'gay pride' is doing. There are some totally cool gay people, and there are some freaks...and unfortunately the freaks kind of stand out and give the entire experience a freakish feel.

I can't believe the police aren't just protecting free speech, but are actually participating in the parade that blatantly promotes drug culture. As I've been trying to point out for years since discovering it, the entire game is a little fooked up from a logical, rational perspective. But I digress.

On a comically positive note, I found a million dollars with quotes from Jesus on it!

I shit you not. Yup, apparently it's come to this.

Granted, it's a fake million dollar bill I found on the street...kind of like the ones I was going to use for promotion of any number of things before...but apparently these marketing geniuses decided to use it to promote...I don't even know.

The beauty of it is, the gays fighting religion is a joke, because religion is simply a man-made construct of ancient lies. But can the gay lifestyle face the light of science and full disclosure? Dude, you take drugs and emotional issues out of that equation, and it would be a MUCH different spectacle. Can religion? Ha. I am slightly upset that the gays have blurred the lines between homosexuality and the 'afterhours party lifestyle'. They are two separate things that should be clearly separated and identified, but the current laws prevent that even as the god damn police escort the glaring behavioral example down the street.

It's relatively harmless right? Exactly.

So then why all the military-type drama about the drugs?

If you could harness that power in a positive spiritual context instead of displaying it in a lustful homosexual manner, you might be able to save society from itself.

Not likely, but it's better than what we've got now.

Or you can always just move and build a house on a hill with a big fence around it. lol

Ah people, such silly creatures.

Oh snap. Correction. The million dollar bill propaganda was from

I'm not going to bother checking out the website though, because I honestly think Jesus has nothing to do with it. God's only Sun is that star we're circling around...nothing less, nothing more...well, unless of course you're referring to the fairytale, but, if you're referring to the fairytale as truth instead of as an allegorical fairytale...well, then what am I supposed to do?...start arguing reality with you?

I apologize to anyone I might have offended, I am simply straightforwardly relating the way my mind is processing the environment it sees.

If you're a gay guy, fine, just understand I'm not and don't hit on me or look at me in that way. If you're a girl, feel free, just try to keep it classy. ;)

I'm going to go ride motorcycles down to Huntington Beach with Roger because I don't have a damn thing better to do at the moment.

Sorry for the possibly controversial entry.

God called, he asked for the rainbow back. lol

I am so wrong...but funny.

Bye kids!



Thursday, May 14, 2009

Operation: SmartAss

OMG! Hi.

How would you respond to that comment from a stranger?



Wednesday, May 13, 2009


You can't save whores.

Why? It's a selfish state of mind, that is precipitated by a wide spectrum of things.

Could you save Mike from being a whore?

No. Because people like Mike would gladly want to be a whores for money.

I makes sense I suppose, although seems to create a highly toxic mindset which is where the lies come in and can start doing lots of life-destroying damage quick. I think that's what's not fair. Do whatever you like, just don't lie about it. It's only fair right? I mean, sex isn't a bad thing, unless it's done in bad context.

So there in lies one of the key WTF scenarios of freedom. Oh hey, you just brought a kid into your selfish, fucked-up world? Asshole. If it were my world that kid would be able to sue you from inside them womb. Ha.

Which is where I simply want to insert specific transparency and non-destructive behavior clauses. Be bad or whatever, just be such a badass that you don't have to lie to anyone about anything you do and expect them to reflect those same 'badass' standards back.

Well, at least in my 'pretty damn impressive' fairytale world...

PlayTygrrr --> Because it's what I do best. ;)

Yes. I'm bored...but exercising my brain and creative thinking strengths. where were we?

Oh yes, trying to design a way to make your wildest dreams come true, for if I can do it for you, I can do it for me, and that is all it takes at this point. God knows we've drawn enough attention within specifically well-positioned crowds to the cause/show.

My latest online status update? You actually care? In a completely sarcastic way? Me too!!! here it is:

MySpace = WTF?

Facebook = Hmmm...

Twitter = You're invisible, who cares?

+he WYZARD projec+ = Priceless. ;)

So here we are again.

Heard any good jokes lately?

TMZ says they found Jesus.

God help us I suppose we should have seen this coming right?

Throw Jesus right in mix like that?

Ha. Sorry to momentarily sidetrack us from our intended path, but I guess I should find a way to post the half-assed videos I made in one day each? Note to self: You need better mentors around me.


Well, what brought this up is that my editing project ended up being about Jesus' Magic Lemonade.

It got mixed rave half-assed reviews from "Jesus is much more than a state of mind" to "Daring." to "you're a badass but I also like the word Jesus b/c he is my savior". Wow.

Magic lemonade eh?

Yeah, I totally changed my mind at the last minute and re-built the project around one specific image I found on the web and a Front 242 song from college.

"Jesus is here." = Jesus' Magic Lemonade

Yeah, walk into church and throw that on the cool-assed motorized screen on the alter.

Boom. Funny story about 'Boom'...back when I started writing this 'series' of emails specifically targeted at the 'ultimate powers that be'...'Boom.' was integrated into the story to the point that...nevermind.

That will be fun to remember at some point.


I wonder if it's taken?

It's not 'in your own mind' when it's written down.


Let that sink in.

When life is like a bad comedy, laugh at every chance you get. ;)

Laugh at every chance you get regardless of what life is like.

Well, this is what happens when one is invisible grabbing sh*t out of thin air.



The Dimension of Thought

Just something to think about.



Tuesday, May 12, 2009

And it just keeps coming...

Oh just great, apparently via some highly-questionable news source, the pontiffs are weighing in. Ha. I wonder if they've had a MySpace-sponsored reality check lately?

Nevermind. Here's whatever random but interesting article we received today.

Try to make sense of it if you can.

I'm not nice, I'm fair.

That is the long and short of it.

I'm also told I'm 'highly creative' and 'capable' by my peers. We're working on the tapped outlet for it as we speak.

Just keep track, that's where I see the future headed.

Society is going to have to adapt to the technology, it's as simple as that.

I told you, the God of Technology is a serious force to be reckoned with. Ya think?

You know what I've noticed?

Many of the people who are outwardly slutty, also seem to have a bi-polar relationship with emotions. Wow. Do you have any idea how happy I am I don't have to deal with drama like that?

I mean the MySpace thing is an interesting experiment and all, but there are some WTF? cats out there these days. Their behavior is even more stupid than mine from a distance, so remind me to only associate closely with people I respect.

Don't worry, there's a cross-over clause.

Which is, if you aren't what you say you are, then all bets are off.

What's a Symbologist?

Gotta run...



Monday, May 11, 2009

Tygrrr v. Gangs

So it's Monday. Wow, one seventh of my life is comprised of Mondays. Who knew?

Or maybe you always knew, but just never thought about it like that.

If your belief is that Mondays are miserable, then perhaps you haven't designed your life right?

Hey, guilty as charged...but that's before I A.) didn't know better and B.) tried anything but the theoretically impossible.

There are varying levels of impossible my friends. For apparently the world has blessed me with yet another level of WTF to start this week off.

(insert lesbian gangs)

Now then, the thought of some protective matrix of mutually hand-chosen sex icons seems almost logical if nothing else...but, ummm...that's not the kind of gangs the report was about.

Here, MotherforTruth sent it to me via Current.

Oh yeah, if you ever wanna know how I really feel, I've been a regular voice on Current under the screen names TheColorYellow and damnneargenius. Knock yourselves out. :)

Anywho, enough about me.

You would like a demonstration of ability instead?

Sidetrack: Hey, look what came in the mail today...I haven't watched it yet, but, given the theme, it seems convenient don't you think?

Of course you can't be invisible visibly, but metaphorically....

Man, our society is full of invisible people.

Allow me to explain how a certain more effective thought process might work...

Imagine if only I apply what I haven't been?

Well, that depends on you of course. What is it that you want?

What do you think the world would be like from different perspectives?

Where would you like to start?

What is the one thing you would like to experience being besides being your current self?

What is the one thing you want more than anything else?

Now then, do you want to try and find out how we attain that?

And Mike probably thinks buying Snuggies is dumb, except as symbolic mockery of yourself for wearing it.

Hey, seriously, all the presumably cool kids are doing it. certain circles at least.

Who me?

Not I.

But I've noticed the trend.


Let's see, where was I? Oh yes, promising to find a way to make your wildest dreams come true in modifying your performance to achieve them. Hey, until virtual reality gets here, I can only bend the rules of reality so much.

So, do you want to be part of history?

You are your own history, so make it something nice right?

I can only imagine where my life will be in 30 years.

How can I build a temple on the Playboy foundation?

It that thinking too 'big'?

Oh hey, it's Playboy Mike Stevens texting I'm ignoring the Colbert Report in the background.


Hang on.

The text message says "DO IT".

Ummm...damn my short-term memory all to hell. Damn I'm good.

But luckily, it's not about me, it's about you, but I'm just on your side in trying to help you achieve a level or reality that is surreal in a good religion, but with modern branding and concepts.

Is that so wrong?

It's not about me, it's about designing things that work.

So, whatever it is we're doing, it has to be real, it can't just be talk.

Wait, what are we doing again?

Oh, that's what we're talking about?

Well isn't this going seemingly too according to plan?

Do you believe you can do whatever it is you're aspiring to do?

On what grounds?

I don't know, reality stars are going to be starring in reality in the way I design the game.

Now then, all we have to do is come up with a definition of star...

Is cocaine a star?

Is sex a star?

So people that use those to 'boost' their star power...should be asterisked*? But...

Am I on a tangent again?

No worries. The beautiful news is I have a list of objectives...that I lost a long time ago.

I would like to end by saying, you're all wonderful people if you've taken the time to read this.


BTW...Mike was actually texting me about my offer to send Colbert the link to his 'The Real Navy' video, but upon watching Colbert eat cat food on his show...well, that's the only reason I thought of the video in the first place. I've never seen anyone do that except them. Wow, I suppose that's priceless in the 'hey my friends are...ummm...nevermind' category.

Mike is funny in how he just doesn't give a fook.

I'm funny in how much I pretend I do to the point that it becomes real.

Isn't that how the behavior control model is supposed to work?

Christianity just doesn't seem...ummm...real enough for me, so trying to stand on those Christian morals I was heavily influenced by without believing the hype is interesting...and quite difficult if not occasionally seeming equally pointless.

Southern California is like jungle in many ways, and if God is so great and powerful, I'm not sure why he tolerates so much bullshit.

But why?

Why do you go to church?

Why not...right?

Well...that's all I'm saying. Either way, there is reason behind it.

Those reasons can be measured and weighed, and no, I have no idea where I'm going with this. I am just bored and forcing myself to write everyday.

I'm going to watch that video on how to become invisible.

See ya'll round cyberspace.



Update: 7 seconds in..."Science of the Impossible" and dramatic music. I like it already.

Invisible women running into each other huh? Wow. That's intense.

I don't know how many dimensions there are, all I know is that humans have the equivalent of ant brains we don't completely/remotely? understand, or else we wouldn't have the world wired as we do. People are funny creatures, myself included. ;)

Here's 1: The First Person dimension. Imagine if the entire world is watching you through your own perspective. How many people think/act that way? Why? So where is the soul in that equation? Front and center right?

Sunday, May 10, 2009

The Token Sunday Entry

Although on a totally unrelated note, Happy Mother's Day Mom!!!...except, ummm...the only thing is, my mother refuses to read this. lol

Wow. Oh well, here we are again.

Hello world!

(Hello Allen!)

What have you done today to make the world a better place Allen?

Ummm...bitched about certain elements of the 'thought control' system that seem quite obviously broken?

Sure. Fine. Close enough.

I was disappointed in Obama's comedy routine in that he could have made it look less lap-dogish, but the jokes were quite good.

But having the entire system designed so piss-poorly and painfully as those in charge glow is a little eerie don't you think? I mean, I know, I own behavior is occasionally imperfect...but then again, I'm not officially leader of the free world.

I'm officially leader of the New World!

OH!!!! Take that. I called it! Sweet. Now that I'm leader of the New World just because I said it, may I request a movement towards higher standards of full disclosure in all forms of entertainment that might be taken as non-fiction otherwise?


K. Fine.

In that case I'll just go back to writing about my real life. Bor-ing. Rode the motorcycle along the beach to get some sun and impulsively put off a long, long, long delayed trip to Best Buy to get a new digital camera.

Last one got stolen after I had given all my old/other ones to my mom...and I just kept putting off buying a new one...not sure why.

Well, at least we'll soon have the ability to take pictures again....yay...go me!

Haven't watched TV today, so I don't have anything to be upset about.


Happy Mother's Day anyway!

Now then, would could I reverse that marketing strategy for?




Friday, May 8, 2009

Fooking non-believers.

So Mike doesn't say that he doesn't believe in my semi-nonsensical storyline, just that it's highly unusual and possibly crazy, but yet he is afraid that it's real enough that if he exposes his mind to verify or not, then he'll believe it too.


Funniest shit I've ever heard. ...watching him argue against it and religion in the same way is priceless.

Then he showed me Colbert addressing the AP. I had no idea. That's pretty damn funny any way about it.

Alright, fine, I'll listen to my own advice for a change.


Is it possible to have 'spells' of dyslexia?


Just curious.



P.S. Oh yes, I also stumbled across Christopher Hitchens. Entertaining stuff.

P.P.S. I apologize for not knowing how to write but writing anyway. (high five for the drive though?)

P.P.P.S. You can see random conversations across the country "Why won't you just put the damn Snuggie on?" Nevermind. Inside joke.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

The Surreal Skynet

Thanks Jerry!

The rhetoric of these guys reminds me of...

Well, I kinda like how they think:

I'm going to go finish watching their infomercial now. They claim they are the future.

They may very well be right.

Have a great evening!



P.S. Can I make requests of things I want Artificial Intelligence and robots for? It looks like it's a company out of a movie or something.

P.P.S. #1 would be Education. #2 would be my own brand of FemBots. lol

P.P.P.S. Ha. I knew it. If you watch the infomercial all the way to the end, there's a glimpse of where this is going or at least who's behind it.

Yellow is the New Black.

...and Invisible is the new Yellow

"Tell me about +he WYZARD projec+." was the request.

My reply was:

"It's just a little hobby of mine."

The more-extensive truth is...

It's a really long, complicated story about me pretending to design a partially open-source 'social engineering' template via the media and possibly certain elements of Hollywood to conquer/save/or at least mildly entertain myself and possibly the world one day.

Yeah, I know. I guess it's best described as an exaggerated, over-the-top, satirical political plot to create a hidden 'brand'. A brand hidden between the lines on TV.

Although my ideas were just distributed in a one-way direction to random elements of the American media to see what kind of traction they might get, from that point on is where the story gets much more confusing and complicated, depending on which elements of it one knew about, saw, or didn't see right in front of them.

It's basically a political entertainment 'theme'.

I tried to explain it to one of my best friends from college today who hadn't been paying attention at all and wasn't remotely aware of what I was talking about, and it made me realize it's just one of those things you have to start paying attention to in order to see it.

Beyond people individually reading my essays/blog posts, it's hard to even describe or believe possible.

Although the number of purely coincidental references to the specific elements of it on a spectrum of television will really make you start wondering ...and what's on the other side of the curtain is fairly clear yet technically still unknown.

In summary: Your guess is as good as mine. Well, no, probably not even close...but that's what makes it a game. You'll just have to start paying closer attention to what I write and the handful of TV shows listed on my MySpace page as well as a more generalized political context that isn't.

It's actually a blur of many different conditions, circumstances, and ideas.

The idea is to make people think about everything that's going on in the world from outside the historical perspective box and backwards from my futuristic perspective instead.

It's a very unique hobby to say the least. Could someone actually hide a storyline secretly in front of the eyes of millions on TV? That would be crazy.

And if true...

One of the coolest things...ever?

Well, I guess that depends on whether or not one believes...before the proof.

Just last night on The Daily Show Jon Stewart made a white tiger reference in one of his jokes...


Add it to the list.


Nothing to see here.

Carry on.



Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Shiny, Flashy, Loud & Fast

No, not Paris Hilton.

My friend Mike's Viper.

Back in college this was the 'reasonable' dream car of choice, and slightly over a decade later, he's got one.

Still very cool.

He lives up north but drove it down to show off to me since he had a meeting in San Diego this week. When driven, it leaves a wake of chirping car alarms behind it from the roar of the exhaust, which I seem to find highly amusing.

Anywho, today we took it out for a quick tour of Hollywood and the coast. On one hand it's cool to have a car that everyone stares at you in, on the other hand I felt like I was in high school again wondering who in God's name cares whether a bunch of strangers are impressed with your ride.

I gave him a quick tour of Hollywood and Beverly Hills before going to visit my sister's store in Malibu then driving back down the coast to Long Beach.

It was a pretentiously laid back day--but next time I go riding in a convertible all day I'm going to apply sunscreen before the day is 2/3 over.

I presume since I let Mike borrow/play with many of my toys back in the day, on the way back he said "Here, drive it." Something I really had no desire to do, but I drove it home anyway.

The unfortunate thing I realized in doing so is that my token desire for a Ferrari is even more token than I realized. I mean, sure, yeah, it's cool having a head-turner like that...but unlike back in high school, college, and possibly through my 20's...I felt just a little cheesy about it for some reason.

I never thought I would say this, but, perhaps the bright yellow exotic sports car is overkill?

I mean, Mike loves it because he seems to be on a mission from God to try and attract the attention of as many easy women as humanly possible, but given all my introspective, presumed maturity-type realizations over the past several years, I just couldn't understand any value in attracting the attention of women or strangers on such hollow pretense.

I guess this all goes back to that fear of being desired for my material possessions instead of me as a person, but in our society it kind of seems like you're damned if you do and damned if you don't.

Oh well, it was fun and interesting to talk to Mike anyway, because he's one of those crazy friends I had back in college that kind of put my more recent life-perspective in context.

I uploaded a few pics to MySpace, but I didn't really want to show that side of things b/c I'm afraid it sends the wrong message about me and will possibly attract the wrong type of attention.

My sister and her business partner's store, Revolution Malibu, was pretty cool though.

To quote Mike "They do Rockstar Bedazzling."...which seemed like a highly accurate assessment.

Well, nonetheless, apparently lots of celebrities and rich people seem to think their style of 'Rockstar Bedazzling' is check out her website/blog if you're curious.

Nick Nolte's pajamas? WTF?

Yeah, I know. But she gave me some cool coasters to replace a few that she had given me before that got broken 'somewhere in that blurry part of my story'.

I uploaded a shot of those to the Mobile Photos on my MySpace profile as well in case you're curious.

They actually do have pretty cool stuff there. I'm not necessarily into what's fashionable at the moment or that current 'Rockstar-style' of silk-screening and stitching...but apparently a lot of people much cooler or at least more famous and well-off than me are, so they've got something going on.

That's it.

No more time to report. I have to take my partially sun burnt ass to class to review this week's handful of video editing project submissions.

Talk soon?




Sunday, May 3, 2009

How to travel around the world...


More details to follow.

I'm trying to be constructive and work on my video editing project at the moment. It is totally WTF? exactly as it is designed to be.

Have a great day!


P.S. Note to self: Don't forget to explain the nigerian scam WTF's on MySpace. Man...if I ruled the world...

The details to follow:

What this dude has done is pretty damn cool -->

For the love of WTF?

There is no God.

Want proof?

Just my simple thought process and experiences of the evening.

So, there I was...

there I was...

there I was...

Bored as hell...sitting at home...pissing away my life avoiding working on my creative assignments to watch TV and prowl the online social networking thing offering feedback and random observations...

F-ing boring right?

Exactly. I suppose if I had a girlfriend to keep me company, I would be content...

But the point of relationships is to find love not just kill time...right?

Eh, it varies I suppose.

Anywho, it is still the ultimate irony that I find myself once again pulled into going to a bar of all places just to get out of the house and meet people in the area. I mean, I would be infinitely happier to be curled up at home in bed with a highly attractive object of my affection...but there I go having these high standards as always.

On the way to the club my mind is filled with this WTF? am I doing feeling, because I really have no desire to be there...but being in Long Beach until I get to the next phase of my career transition, the options are kind of limited...then again, I haven't really been trying that hard to find 'companionship'...completely avoiding it actually, so I suppose this entire scenario makes sense.

On the way to the club all I could think about was updating my MySpace status to say: It is the ultimate irony that all I've wanted is to find 'true love' my entire life, and instead I'm doing this.


Yeah, I know. The irony of ironies. And even more so, I write about these Playboy-esque schemes on having multiple girlfriends to theorhetically protect me from one another, but in reality everytime I've been in scenarios most guys can only dream about, I'm still don't want to do anything that I can't one day tell my future wife about.

Crazy right?

Well, it's just the way my stupid brain thinks. It thinks it knows what it wants, but it just doesn't know where to find it, and according to my father's role model, I have lots of time still remaining in the game. Lots of time.

Will I look back and regret that I wasn't a 'serial dater' or player like everyone else?

Eh, maybe, maybe not.

I still think low mileage and the strength to be emotionally independent and alone is sexy.

Kind of like keeping an exotic sportscar in the garage to preserve its condition even as time passes. It doesn't make it any less valuable, and it should make it more valuable right? It's a little older, but still has really low mileage and only gets better looking and more valuable with age. Sue me.

If I want it in someone else, I have to demonstrate it myself right?

Err...Allen, you see in our society there is a double-standard. You're supposed to chase girls, sleep with as many as you want, and then get the good girl anyway.

Ummm...yeah, but that doesn't seem fair? And what if I don't like easy women and prefer high quality over quantity to the point that I've demonstrated it to the extents that I have?

I want things that other people who don't deserve them can't have.

Well, in that case, fuck it, just be yourself.

Fair enough.

As my dad said "Well son, they all want to fuck you and they all want to marry you." It is a paradox when it comes to that whole respect versus meaningless sex verus love thing, but I can think of worse problems to have or at least much worse hands to be stuck with playing.

So here I am looking for my dreamgirl, or dreamgirl matrix, or just happily playing with the grown ups filling my mind with politics and comedy...and going through the motions of being a social creature...but it still isn't necessarily me. And life still damn sure ain't fair.

Point and case:

So there I was at the club keeping myself totally sober tonight, but there saying hi to the people I know and meeting whatever new kids cross my path. I actually brought a semi-pro videocamera in with me tonight just to get some B-roll footage to possibly edit together a promo video or something, although since I've taken my video editing project in a different direction already, I'm not sure if I'll actually ever get around to it.

So anywho, back to the whole 'there is no God and I've clearly tried too hard to be too much in life for no reason' thing...

There I was saying hi to Ryan, the club manager (I call him the Captain because he's like 6'6" and reminds of a pirate captain), and he introduced me to the two girls that were with him.

Attractive girls, like so many, but what made them interesting and worth noting is their story:

I don't remember their names (sorry), but their claim to fame is that they work at Sunset Tan, apparently the tanning salon in that reality show on E!

Here's a cookie, congratulations on being important, so what's the plan again?

"For the love of Beau"

Come again? For the love of what?

"No, for the love of Beau. See, Beau is our friend, and we want to travel across the country to find him love...wanna come along and film us?"

Ummm...OK. Who, what?

"Well, actually his name is Victor, and we want to travel across the country and find him love and make a show about it. Here, come meet him."

(follow girls through patio to bar)

And there we meet Victor, who is apparently their hair stylist, but he seemed like a nice enough guy.

My only question is, where do I find girls that will do shit like that for me?

I clearly went wrong somewhere.

They actually seemed quite serious about it. While we were there I even hypothesized it in enough detail on how they would approach finding Victor some options for 'love' using MySpace first...and then they could just chart a course and go meet them one at a time or whatever.

Their budget seemed kind of low, but if they are affiliated with a show on a major TV network, then if there is any merit to the idea then they should be able to get sponsors for it.

And here I was just looking for an excuse to go cross-country in a Winnebago recording a documentary about whatever...and this guy has got random chicks excitedly plotting plans to do it for him.

And Victor's plan of it is "he just wants to go across country banging these chicks or whatever".

I quit. Here I've been saving all these people all these years, and trying to find the ultimate career to make the ultimate use of my God-given talents and one and only known shot at life...and I could have just been a hairstylist and apparently been much better off?


Eh, too late now. lol

Perhaps they meant 'luv'? If you were a girl, and people are selling you 'love', does Victor have the kind of mindset you want to be falling in love with and thinking about marrying?

Guys that love to bang chicks love to bang chicks whether or not you're dating them, so it seems like a recipe for disaster when it comes to feelings like 'love' and fidelity, but I guess that's par for the course in our modern Roman society.

There in lies the paradox. If a girl thought/behaved like that ("I'm going to bang all these guys"), I would say "Don't touch me slut." and leave it at that. So when it comes to women, I don't think or act like that, because if the kind of girls I want thought that same way, I would be disgusted by them. On the otherhand, I have the God-given traits that would make such an approach easily viable, and maybe I've just been trying WAY too hard to be the ultra-good guy and not sleep around.

If you're attractive, you have lots of options. So if you're attractive and you're easy, then what makes you worth anything?

And there is that glaring double-standard that might be easier to accept rather than try and create my own 'brand' of priceless women. Hmmm...

Eh, we all go through phases. I suppose there's always the Ben Franklin model to copy...

Here karma... Here karma... Where's that Ferrari?


I highly doubt these chicks will actually follow through with their epic vision, but they certainly seemed excited enough about it that it kind of inspired me and reminded me that, by not chosing anything, there is still a whole world of options at my fingertips.

I don't fear failure, I fear success. Success pigeonholes you into whichever direction you found it in. Just like with relationships, I fear commitment to the point that I don't want to even bother wasting my time or their's. Then again, there is always the Paris Hilton model of 'serial dating'...but isn't it just a little weird watching her behavior?

I don't have room to talk? Shit, yeah, but if I had her fame, do you even realize what a badass rolemodel I would try to be? When it comes to having a high-profile public image, it shouldn't be about the person's selfish desires, it should be about the message they are sending to millions. There is a difference. That should be the price of 'celebrity'. I monitor my behavior as if it is under the public microscope constantly and always have, but I guess most people don't think or act that way.


Well, the footage I got talking to them and me just talking to the camera while walking through the parking lot of the club is probably pretty damn hilarious anyway.

Pseudo-celebrites everywhere!


Here karma...





Friday, May 1, 2009

Skin Deep

Here's a question:

If someone wasn't interested in you, and that was fine and cool, until they found out you were well-off and/or famous, then suddenly they were, would that make you feel bad? Insecure?

How would you treat them?

How should you treat them?

But it is completely understandable right?

Is this not the prevalent dynamic that catalyzes the concept of 'celebrity' in our culture?

A bunch of people with cameras? I've recently discovered girls that are just like MySpace micro-celebrities. Hell, even some of the girls I've dated have been mini-celebrities in certain circles. But why does one so desperately seem to need/want that attention, even if it's obvious by God's will to begin with?

God wouldn't have made you attractive if he didn't want people to look at you, right? So isn't it a given that you're attractive, and you don't need people to tell you that constantly? But what happens when that's all they see or care about? Is the human condition of most only as skin deep as it seems?


The funny thing about dating trophies is you have to expect other people to look at them, that's what makes you feel special or whatever. It's a status symbol I suppose. But if you don't approach people that are in respectfully committed relationships, why would you fear people admiring your trophy?...unless your trophy is admiring them back?

Things that make you go hmmm...

Be prepared...this is a TOTALLY random entry pieced together at different times in reference to different things that have crossed my radar and feeble mind recently...but the examples I cite are a bit dated, although they have relevance in regard to social context and the impacts on behavior and thinking.

Yeah, ummm...whatever Allen, just start rambling already please so we an get this over with?

K. Fine.

To be honest, I was never fascinated with the fact that my ex-g/f became a Laker Girl while I was dating her...with my help and support. I kind of liked her more before that role consumed her entire sense of self-worth. She was just as hot before, we had just as many if not even more good times, and she was just as much of a trophy, not one that always had to be on public display. But even when she was, it wasn't any big deal. I was cool b/c I could get my friends that gave a damn about basketball Lakers tickets, and it was kind of cool having all the Laker Girls hanging out at your house and going out as a group...but from the point that happened onward, our relationship changed in a way.

It was no longer "Allen's dating, look at her.", it suddenly became "You're dating a Laker Girl?"


I guess 'celebrity' is rarely about the person, it's just about the hype machine and facial or brand recognition courtesy of the mass media distribution network. I mean, with all due respect, have you read some of these peoples tweets? lol

So anywho...

After Candy became a Laker Girl, our entire normal conversation with people changed because they saw the brand and position as something they recognized from TV.

Kind of like a game of Memory.

How fooked up is that?

They could care less about her talent, but I always had her do backflips and all kinds of crazy shit just to impress people anyway.

lol Wait, that might not have come out right. She was the acrobatic one of the bunch, so occasionally she would like to showoff her skills by doing backflips down the street or whatever...and I simply never stopped her.

See I'm not all super-careful and perfect all the time. Hell, I'm about to actually write this and post it, knowing damn well it is outside of the mainstream thinking (but not outside understanding where I'm coming from ;).

I did try to stop her from the fastlane drugs and friends...but that one kind of backfired. Damn you Hollywood! lol After we broke up over it, I went on my merry way. When she randomly just showed up in my house one day without having heard a word from her in 3 years, I then tried to 'save' her from the drug spiral she was apparently deeply in...and that beyond painfully backfired as well. She damn near destroyed herself, then I damn near destroyed myself trying to save her, then her parents finally came and took her back to Florida long after the damage had already been done and they ignored my begging and pleading for that year of hell.

Another reason I'm not too thrilled by people who call themselves Christians...yeah, they went to church, but their daughter still went semi-badgirl, and when the shit really hit the fan as a result and I sacrificed myself and damn near sanity trying to bring her back from the edge, instead of listening, caring, and stepping in to help...they just prayed. Fucking wow. I was not a happy camper about that at the time. Granted, she was lying to them and quite possibly me about everything, but that's also another reason I don't think indoctrinating people with lies is the way to teach them how to be truly upstanding human beings for the right reasons. God our society needs a 2,000-year upgrade.

It took awhile to get over those never-believed-possible experiences. The girl I respected and dated back in the day had let her desire for attention and fun lead her into the wrong company, and when she came back asking for my help, I was so traumatized by what had happened to her life and behavior I felt I had to try and 'save' her to restore my previous respect for her as a person I once put on a pedestal like the rest.

Ummm...yeah. I recommend not trying that. It was tough trying to understand that the person I had dated and lived with for over two years was in fact more the creation of my own doing than her own character. Without me, she fell. And once she fell I even tried to pick her back up as a person and friend, only to find the person was never remotely the person I had made her out to be in the first place. At some point she did thank me for saving her life, but I still don't think her family remotely knows what she was doing or what she put me though, and I'm not sure she ever apologized for damn near destroying my life.

Oh well. Let bygones be bygones. She did phone in her condolences when my dad died a few years back, but that's the last I heard from her.

Add that to the list of other women I've tried to save and the consequent impact on my life, and you'll see why I think karma owes me....big time.

Anywho, I think the point I was trying to make was something about fame, behavior, and insecurity sometimes being the driving forces behind self-destructive or at least semi-pointless, hollow behavior.

Why would someone care if half a million strangers know who they are instead of being famous amongst a handful of close, respectable, mutually-important friends and peers? And judge them on what they look like?

What's the difference between a friend, an admirer, and a fan?

Sheer numbers provided by the platform and marketing machines?

But what about quality, close personal support, and finding oneself completely satiated?

Can the paparazzi, fans, and admirers give you that? Not likely. Everyone only has so much time to divide amongst others. Choose them very carefully.

I have noticed with the advent of digital technology, lots of cute girls are in love with their cameras and themselves. It's kind of cute in a way because it reminds me of me...or at least how I used to be--always worried about making the best impression. But at some point I out grew it...even though I still haven't completely. I still look in mirrors when I walk by them, although my house is no longer filled with mirrors (as it was back in the day for purely decorative purposes...except...well, nevermind...) so there is far less desire to be so self-conscious.

Who am I trying to impress anyway? Women? Which one(s)? Myself? Which one(s)? My friends? My true friends? All of them? I don't know. That comes with an interesting paradox. I eventually learned what my parents had told me about the perils of attractive women, and I got so sick of going on modeling auditions and just being judged on what I looked like with my shirt off and not my mind that I made efforts to decondition myself from focusing on aesthetic beauty. It made me resent only being seen for what I look like, even though back in the day that was much more important to me.

If you have a mind that you believe is far more beautiful than you are on the outside, but yet everyone always just looks at your body and puts you in that 'underwear model' category, how do you make people appreciate what's on the inside first before getting thrown in the disgusting pile with all other people who are just cute on the outside?

Fuck that. All cute people are not created equal. My problem has been settling for physical beauty while assuming that a similar spiritual beauty existed in these other creatures that were aesthetically acceptable, but that is not the case and the odds are statistically stacked way against it.

But what is the purpose of life if not to find or engineer a like-minded exception to the rule or two? :)

Objects of prolific beauty attract attention by default, so it's a given that people who have always been beautiful will attract attention, they are used to it. But what if they want people to see what's on the inside because that's what matters more? Would they intentionally hide their beauty just to try and find worthy people who could appreciate their inner beauty more deeply?

Once you've been around someone constantly for more than a few months, do you even notice their physical appearance or just their 'presence' more often than not?

When that point is reached, what happens to all the relationships that were built on foundations of plastic and the purely drug-like allure of sex much less lies or secrecy?

Not pretty.

Hugh Hefner is cool and I would like to design an improved, more sophisticated version of what he engineered for himself one day, but is it conceivable to think of super-intelligent, low-mileage, drop-dead gorgeous but still classy dreamgirls organizing themselves into protective groups?

I mean, I can't lie, the thought of seeing passion and love through a kaleidoscope and in multiples intrigues me, but yet you would want the girls all to be there by heartfelt desire, not financial here-take-off-your-clothes contract. I want romance and passion, not just lust and sex. Sue me.

But doesn't that require an element of respect and exclusivity like everything else?

I wouldn't want the girls to take off their clothes for anyone they didn't want to or under false representation/pretense, and, in theory, the fewer the number of people they took off their clothes for, the more valuable they would be. I don't want people to be seen just as sex objects, but appreciated completely as human beings with the full package. I guess we can call this my 'Diamond Theory' of human sexual behavior, but I have no idea how much traction it will have in today's reality. Since I'm just a rare specimen of a guy that kind of thinks like a girl (or at least takes the girl's perspective and well-being into account equally) ...and gets constantly mocked for it...not a girl, I can only propose these 'dream theories', but the girls would have to make it happen.

I may be totally off, but in a society that has such a high and-ever-worsening divorce rate, gays everywhere, and almost shameful role models indoctrinating the masses into short-sighted behavior on TV, I figure it damn sure can't hurt to throw my ideas out there as usual and let them land where they may.

The goal is to find a way to design and install value-added behavior protocols for girls by having them lean on each other for support rather than being subjected to the bullshit behavior and lies of most men in our society. Not all men, but most stereotypical men, are jerks and I would love nothing more than to invent a way for girls to protect each other from such predatory, disrespectful mindsets while adding value to themselves and finding comfort, respect, security, and even possibly pleasure amongst themselves along the way. I guess the theory is like pimping girls out only for true love and respect instead of sex. Crazy? Yes, but it sounds like a dream to me.

The funny thing is, if I found the right girl all this overthinking would be completely unnecessary, but like I said, what I consider eligible women are few and far between, and I'm intentionally in no hurry to get stuck in anything, so there is lots of room to move.

All it really takes is the will and the way.

So, how does this game work?

Well, this 'brand' of girl suddenly has unparalleled value and security as a human being far beyond sex, and the security and emotional, (sexual if so desired) protection of each other in the meantime. Sounds fair and smart, right?

I just dreamed of one dreamgirl to marry back in high school, but life has beat me up, and I learned some things, and now it could be argued that life REALLY owes me. I mean, if you've got money, money doesn't matter to you, but love still does to various extents, so why not try and find ways to find what you're missing in exchange for trading things you have more than enough of?

We all have different strengths and weaknesses, but I think as a society we can do better than the Millionaire Matchmaker.

Never sell out.

If the idea is to have your cake and eat it with insurance too, and all it takes is a little daydreaming and planning, then...well, I'm just saying, as you watch the news, and watch people's behavior, and you possibly try to figure out WTF is really going on...just think about 'outside the box' solutions like this and how they could apply to different people.

Being the ultimate center of attention is obviously not the life desired by everyone, but what if you had the best of both worlds and the choice at your fingertips? What if you could have everything, overnight, because you worked for it...would you want the ?????

It's all just hypothetical of course.


That was a yet another random idea...hmmm...well, it damn sure makes for an interesting script.

Damnit! Something just occurred to me: The odds of finding girls on that level or finding a world of girls on that level are next to non-existant.

Any girls that have been brought into the world have already defaulted into different categories depending on the options presented to them and the world view they were taught or learned along the way. Damnit! Lord? Why must I live on a level that provides such a small, small group of viable options?

How can I take the Playboy template and intelligently, respectfully improve on it? I want my brand to stand for something as close to perfect as possible, not just meaningless sex.

Here karma... Here karma... Come on karma... Good karma...

For Christ's sake, you know, it's one thing that the Ferrari hasn't just fallen out of the sky yet, but this whole career retraining thing is taking forever (a few months Allen?) where I'm at because I don't have the right influences training me...namely me.


Law of Attraction huh?

The Secret?

If you say so, I always look for designed coincidence, that's what makes it science not magic.

There is a difference, because everything has a source. Now then, tracking down the source in a world of relatively infinite information (in comparison to our brain's ability) isn't easy...but, ummm..., what if there were forces at work far beyond that???

Huh...ya think just maybe?

What's the difference between faith and indoctrination?

One is real and clear and can be proven, the other is caused by the denial of it.

Fooked up world we live in, but it looks like it will be a lot of fun to upgrade over time.

It's about the climb right? Yeah...that's what you think until you've already seen the top and threw yourself back down on a bet with yourself that if you made it back up you win everything. Even when you're almost to the top of the proverbial mountain the second time...I guarantee at that point you are thinking "fuck the climb".

...but you keep climbing anyway because it has something to do with building character...

And proving some undoubtedly stupid but I presume often overlooked point.

"Don't do stupid shit."

Yeah, but what's better: "Here's detail."

Or at least that's the theory.

Any questions?


Exactly. I hypothesize, you decide.

Or at least stand to see there are usually more than two ways to solve a problem.

There is more than one way to train a circus audience, and there is more than one way to perform in it.

Midget porn stars on stage with Britney on top of everything else that's happened in the world this year? Why do I fear some sort of man-made Biblical plague is being theorized?

Would Hugh Jackman still be attractive to women if he was poor and not famous?

What if he was a porn star?

Hey, it's not my society (yet), I'm just asking questions about how people analyze it.

I suppose I've dug my imaginary hole deep enough for one night. Yes, this was written at night.

See ya'll next time!!!

(I so cannot believe I'm going to publish this)