I am drunk

I am kinda drunk right now and should be studying for an exam, but instead I am writing shit on spill

I realized the Gattaca Soundtrack is like the most awesome soundtrack in history of EVER! With the exception of "Little Shop of Horror"

I realized that the internet is most amazing and important creation in human history ( with the exception of those invention needed for its creation of course). It is the modern day Tower of Babel. All people can communicate together and work together regardless of distance or language. It really does boggle the mind that I can take 10 mins to write this post and have is available to the entire world by pressing publish post. Thoughts and ideas no matter how juvenile or irrational or badly worded gets preserved digitally forever. Just think of all the great works of literature that we shall never gain access to because it was ravaged by time or the person lived too far to share their ideas with the masses.




I hate starting conversation with people I never met, but I realized I also hate people starting conversations with me.

I realized how I view the governmental policies , I feel We live in a capitalist society where social behavior is promoted and deterred by the amount of taxes levied on said behavior. Men and women are given tax breaks to get married and tax breaks to have kids…with the ultimate goal for the state being a well rounded new individual to grow up and become a productive taxable member of society. Sin tax is placed on items that are legal but limit you life expediency and there for the amount of taxable revenue the state can acquire from you.Taxes are the weapon of the state, taxes are the back massage of the state.Forget flowery ideas of moral backing.


I realized I would probably be a bad parent.Have you ever sat down and thought to yourself “ how am I going to give my child advice…I don’t know what the fuck I am doing”. I think this every now and then, and even if I do know what I am doing will all my information and experience be out of date when I try and relate it to my offspring? Not just big thing but simple things like regular social interactions become a exercise in futility when you are dealing with kids so far removed from you vague notions of what a kid at that age should be like. I barley got any VAGINAL INTERCOURSE as a teenager and any advice I give would be from dealing with women a generation before his own. Whenever my father tries to give me relationship advice I really do feel for him, but he is out of his depth. My father grew up in a time where he had to carry a bucket full of human waste to the river, I grew up in a time that allows me to use indoor plumbing while : browse stocks, engaging in cyber sex, writing a paper, and using google earth to look at poor smucks in crappy countries carry human waste in buckets to a river (I wuv u internet). Where my father grew up not having Malaria was all you needed to get laid. My father’s relationship advice always comes across as somewhat barbaric here is an example of a conversation we had (the following has been exaggerated for added effect)

Father: What you do is coat a dart in spider venom, find cover and blow it directly into her neck now the trick is to scare her after you shoot her to make her heart rate jump and make the venom move faster and don’t forget to sweep the leg to prevent escape.

Me: Wow dad you sure are creepy.

Now if I were to give my some relationship advice at this point it would pretty much boil down to

:Me: Find a chick who is at least 2 notches lower then you, I mean a chick who should be happy to be even close to the room that might contain the picture of your penis, lavish attention on her for a few hours/days then have sex with rinse and repeat until you have done a considerable number of women deemed “unfuckable” in regular society, then move on to big game… 7 out of 10s. Now son some of those chicks are going to be funny or interesting but you fight the urge to start a relationship with them You are going to be a shallow S.O.B just like your father….also don’t forget to sweep the leg.

Future Son: Wow dad you sure are creepy…sweep the leg?!

Parenting seems to be a difficult task indeed