"Look at all that shines.
Baby's down on the world and she knows it.
If your spirit's running,
Why don't we make it rain like we used to."
-'Elegantly Wasted' by INXS
Baby's down on the world and she knows it.
If your spirit's running,
Why don't we make it rain like we used to."
-'Elegantly Wasted' by INXS
Why did I give myself the name of 'Ultrarooster?' It goes along with my sudden thinking that roosters are hardly ever used for names. Add that to my laughing at various things that went on down south with Bald-O when it came to chickens. His mom would tell me that it's fun to watch them run around with their heads cut off. Southerners have a different kind of humor that I don't exactly get. Add it all up and I thought that 'Ultraviolence' just didn't suit me enough. I'm not a violent person unless cornered. There's just this whole theme of the ultra anything so why not go with something I rarely see.
I'll be playing around with this blog, folks. It looks wonderful and full of life since I feel like I haven't even started yet. While my old blog, Hedgehoggy, seemed so lifeless after sitting there waiting for a full fucking hour til I post. A person just loses hope after not knowing whether the damn thing even made it to home plate. That doesn't mean I'm completely pushed away from the old days as Hedge. It's a little lonely for now seeing as people are still in Diaryland hell.
And that all adds up to another goodbye, the most dreadful event I go through every year. Be it a friend from college or high school, they all disappear sooner or later when Chicago calls. Why anyone would want to go to a city where it takes 30 minutes just to move 1 block is beyond me.
One of my friends from the gym is leaving for Pennsylvania in less than 2 weeks. It was either her or her husband that got promoted but that's not the point. A little Japanese girl too shy to speak to others found a warm place in knowing me, the silly man that could mimic the ridiculousness of being male. All those 'nudge-nudges' and facial expressions when mentioning how great it would be to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle will be forgotten. Why I get people to open up is beyond me. Sara has told me many times that I have this 'personality.' Gee, Mom, Bald-O, and all my college friends say that as well.
I've said goodbye to so many people. I hate it because it doesn't get any easier. My little Japanese friend is so shy but bring up a mention of Hello Kitty and away we go! If the easiest way to a girl's heart is with Hello Kitty, so many men would be found walking around with pink handbags and stickers purchased in hopes of a romp in the sack. It's kind of like penguins. Whichever male has the shiniest rocks gets some mighty good lovin'. Did you know orangutans do oral?
In all seriousness, it's never easy. E's gone. C's gone. Who else? There's so many that I can't even remember them after time having its way with me. Oh, the drama of seeing my friends move on to greener pastures or marriage. What's really sad is that some I know got married for the sex but found out that it gets boring or too many kids were produced. The urge to sow oats disappears when 4 kids, a dog, and step-parents keep a couple too busy. Who thinks of blowjobs while holding formula?
You know what the best thing is? That when someone leaves and another person comes in. Found someone that works at Blockbuster who'll really go over a movie's true artistic value? I did when a girl mentioned that her older brother used to watch Debbie Does Dallas. What I'm pointing out is that she and I said the same thing about that 70's porn. "You don't watch it for the action. It's the dialogue!" You've had to live a major portion of your life in the 60's to think that men with hair all over themselves and massive beaver on women make for a reason to reach for lube. Or as I'd tell Slutwatcher, motor oil.
Then again, I guess it is kind of weird to find someone wanting to talk about porn's real value.
Did you know your dog or cat has the opportunity to pick up sex toys for themselves? Now, while pursuing the aisles for lube and blow-me-betties, bring along your furry friend to help find someone for those lonely nights. All it takes is time to blow it up. Place on floor and watch it have its way with the toy. I dunno. All the lil' critters I've ever known are too cheap and prefer my leg or old stuffed animals. Times have changed since the media has fallen in love with porn for animals, I guess. Shame on you, Youtube, and keep posting it since everyone needs to know how porcupines get their sexytime on, loose orangutans, horny gorillas, and the occasional nerd caught masturbating to video games.
Borat: "It's niiiiiiiice!"
Oh, and I'll be stopping by Sara's town's porn store on my next visit to see her. That Debbie Does Dallas Again came out on March 28th. My first porn purchase in years and it's a 3-disc set that includes Cassidey, a girl I fell in love with but scares me as well. It's kind of sexy to think a girl would kick down the door to the bathroom while I'm pissing and take control of my cock. Of course, I'd have to teach her how to aim with this thing and to shake gently. Cocks do have a mind of their own and can go off at anytime. I guess I have this thing where I like to relieve control.
But porn is just silly fun. Why just watch TV shows, DVDs of movies, and old wedding events? You're bored. It's either a rerun of House, SVU, or that dreaded Pride & Prejudice that makes me want to call you up and ask if there's room on the couch. You've got time for a way to forget about life's little travesties and, of course, work. Watch how someone that spends their whole day having sexual gymnastics for a living. Enjoy dialogue that you find yourself having a personal giggle as your step-sister blurts something similar out. Just don't think you can do everything Edward Penishands does.
And so I am outta here after another dull day of rain and everyone I know coming into the gym at once. Far too much time was spent being a talkative-ho. Lauren was back and Tamallah still thinks I bring it. I don't know what 'it' is either but I'm happy with 'it.' Slutwatcher's favorite gal whom he'd love to smell her butt made him lose his concentration. Me? I'm just sad that I've got to say goodbye to my little Japanese friend with the name I can't pronounce. Happy twats all around.
I'll be playing around with this blog, folks. It looks wonderful and full of life since I feel like I haven't even started yet. While my old blog, Hedgehoggy, seemed so lifeless after sitting there waiting for a full fucking hour til I post. A person just loses hope after not knowing whether the damn thing even made it to home plate. That doesn't mean I'm completely pushed away from the old days as Hedge. It's a little lonely for now seeing as people are still in Diaryland hell.
And that all adds up to another goodbye, the most dreadful event I go through every year. Be it a friend from college or high school, they all disappear sooner or later when Chicago calls. Why anyone would want to go to a city where it takes 30 minutes just to move 1 block is beyond me.
One of my friends from the gym is leaving for Pennsylvania in less than 2 weeks. It was either her or her husband that got promoted but that's not the point. A little Japanese girl too shy to speak to others found a warm place in knowing me, the silly man that could mimic the ridiculousness of being male. All those 'nudge-nudges' and facial expressions when mentioning how great it would be to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle will be forgotten. Why I get people to open up is beyond me. Sara has told me many times that I have this 'personality.' Gee, Mom, Bald-O, and all my college friends say that as well.
I've said goodbye to so many people. I hate it because it doesn't get any easier. My little Japanese friend is so shy but bring up a mention of Hello Kitty and away we go! If the easiest way to a girl's heart is with Hello Kitty, so many men would be found walking around with pink handbags and stickers purchased in hopes of a romp in the sack. It's kind of like penguins. Whichever male has the shiniest rocks gets some mighty good lovin'. Did you know orangutans do oral?
In all seriousness, it's never easy. E's gone. C's gone. Who else? There's so many that I can't even remember them after time having its way with me. Oh, the drama of seeing my friends move on to greener pastures or marriage. What's really sad is that some I know got married for the sex but found out that it gets boring or too many kids were produced. The urge to sow oats disappears when 4 kids, a dog, and step-parents keep a couple too busy. Who thinks of blowjobs while holding formula?
You know what the best thing is? That when someone leaves and another person comes in. Found someone that works at Blockbuster who'll really go over a movie's true artistic value? I did when a girl mentioned that her older brother used to watch Debbie Does Dallas. What I'm pointing out is that she and I said the same thing about that 70's porn. "You don't watch it for the action. It's the dialogue!" You've had to live a major portion of your life in the 60's to think that men with hair all over themselves and massive beaver on women make for a reason to reach for lube. Or as I'd tell Slutwatcher, motor oil.
Then again, I guess it is kind of weird to find someone wanting to talk about porn's real value.
Did you know your dog or cat has the opportunity to pick up sex toys for themselves? Now, while pursuing the aisles for lube and blow-me-betties, bring along your furry friend to help find someone for those lonely nights. All it takes is time to blow it up. Place on floor and watch it have its way with the toy. I dunno. All the lil' critters I've ever known are too cheap and prefer my leg or old stuffed animals. Times have changed since the media has fallen in love with porn for animals, I guess. Shame on you, Youtube, and keep posting it since everyone needs to know how porcupines get their sexytime on, loose orangutans, horny gorillas, and the occasional nerd caught masturbating to video games.
Borat: "It's niiiiiiiice!"
Oh, and I'll be stopping by Sara's town's porn store on my next visit to see her. That Debbie Does Dallas Again came out on March 28th. My first porn purchase in years and it's a 3-disc set that includes Cassidey, a girl I fell in love with but scares me as well. It's kind of sexy to think a girl would kick down the door to the bathroom while I'm pissing and take control of my cock. Of course, I'd have to teach her how to aim with this thing and to shake gently. Cocks do have a mind of their own and can go off at anytime. I guess I have this thing where I like to relieve control.
But porn is just silly fun. Why just watch TV shows, DVDs of movies, and old wedding events? You're bored. It's either a rerun of House, SVU, or that dreaded Pride & Prejudice that makes me want to call you up and ask if there's room on the couch. You've got time for a way to forget about life's little travesties and, of course, work. Watch how someone that spends their whole day having sexual gymnastics for a living. Enjoy dialogue that you find yourself having a personal giggle as your step-sister blurts something similar out. Just don't think you can do everything Edward Penishands does.
And so I am outta here after another dull day of rain and everyone I know coming into the gym at once. Far too much time was spent being a talkative-ho. Lauren was back and Tamallah still thinks I bring it. I don't know what 'it' is either but I'm happy with 'it.' Slutwatcher's favorite gal whom he'd love to smell her butt made him lose his concentration. Me? I'm just sad that I've got to say goodbye to my little Japanese friend with the name I can't pronounce. Happy twats all around.
4 comments:
Aren't you silly! I see you've figured out how to play around with your colors! YAY for you!! One thing you've done is made the background for your text box white, and you're text is white as well.. so, of course, the random average viewer wouldn't know there was any text there at all! (If you put your cursor over the text and highlight it all, of course it's all still there.. not to fret!) Just go into "fonts and colors" and choose EITHER the "main backgroud color" OR the "text color" and change one or the other to a darker font! Your words are still on the page, you just can't see them because your text and background are both white! You're doing great with this blogspot thing! YAY you! - Zuzu
I mean to a darker "color" not a darker "font"... er.. you know what I mean, yes?
CHANGE YOUR FONT COLOR! Or your background. Either way, I'm sure most of us don't want to have to highlight before we read.
I don't know if it's ironic or not, but Diaryland wouldn't even let me log in last night, lol. It's getting to the point where it's making me update less, so I'll probably start using the new blog soon. Meh.
Look at that pic! YOU'RE THE MAN with the blogspot!
Previously I'd sent you a link to sitemeter to get stats on your site. My cousin suggested that I try a different site meter (called "stat counter") I have to say, I WAY prefer statcounter... lots of neat reports (including what individual users are reading, how many pages, how long they stay, etc. etc. Very cool!):
http://www.statcounter.com/
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