Some of you out there may be aware that I had a girlfriend. Had is the correct tense, because now that woman has become a horrible tattoo artist's sketchbook. She has a few peices of good professional art on her skin, one of which she has talked extensively about getting covered up. I really hope she's changed her mind about that, because she's already going to be getting the rest of her body flooded with sketchy looking sketchbook quality dketchwork like this.
I should relinquish all attachment to the situation, she's not my girlfriend anymore, she's dating a crusty old loked out G. I need to let go, when she sends me pictures of her new sketchy tats, I need to be competely indifferent. I shoud be out trying to crush mad pussy, and ass. Or…
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In a previous blog entry I mentioned that I'd spotted a few apples sitting in random places that I frequently pass by. This is besides the ones showing up on top of my mailbox, of which I have been able to document two instances.
This was on the path back from an ashram where I have lunch some weekends. This is the first instance of a placed apple that I have noticed on this particular rout, and the first I've managed to document not on my mailbox, but in another place that I frequently pass.
Apples are offered as Prasad at the ashram so this one probably came from there, which implies that whoever placed it may have been there at the same time I was there. On the other hand it may still have come from elsewhere.
In any case this does indica…
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So, I'm on my way to the coffee shop to use their Wi-Fi to post some screenshots for the blog I was originally planning to post today, when suddenly I spot something unexpected. What could that be on top of my mailbox? Well, I'll tell you exactly what it is, it's an apple. You're probaby thinking, "What's so unbelievable about an apple?" If that's the case, you might better remember a blog I wrote about a week ago titled, "Happy Appy Is Stalking Me" and the follow-up blog titled, "Apple Antics Revisited" something stange is going on.
Obviously I already pointed out that I don't think something supernatural, or truely sinister is going on, but the fact that an apple has shown up, right on top of my malbox number, again... Well, it makes me f…Read more >
I have no idea why, but today the read more button, and elements of the date section on my blog page appear as asian characters on my mobile browser. I have no clue how they got there, it is a mystery, much like everything Bubby The Clown causes, only without the death part.
If you recognize the girl in the Facebook chat head, you may be aware of one of the darker true stories in my local community. If you don't, I'm sure not going to tell you, 'cause it's not my place (since it has nothing to do with me,) but it wouldn't entirely surprise me if some of my stalkers on here have been boning up on creepy stuff that's happened in Taos.
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We are probably all familiar with a pasta called Candle Cove (if you're not you should probably read the pasta before reading this blog post.) Set on the fictional Nostalgia Forrums local TV board, Candle Cove is a discussion about a TV puppet show that several users claim to remember from their childhoods. The show, in question, involves purate themed marionettes, and some creepy happenings that, while not explicitly inappropriate for children could be considered to push the envelope of what is acceptable children's entertainment. But, after all the posts from different users, concurrently describing the show's content, with only minor dissent. Yet after multiple users have been discussing the show fir days, it only takes one voice, a sup…Read more >