Big Bucks! No Whammies! And...STOP!

Having some extra time on my hands while still recuperating, I've found that I sure have missed a shitload of new series and programs.

For my first review, since I'm a TV Whore, is this all-new and improved Press Your Luck. It hasn't been new since December 2005, so I don't know WTF they're talkin' 'bout, Willis!

Todd Newton sucks as the host. Chuck Woolery was the king of this cheesy game show back way when. Hell..even Peter Tomarken was better than this new guy, Newton. He's like...like...like a...crouton! No personality.



Then there's the contestants. No boobies slipping out, and no S-bombs dropped by accident. They suck. Where's the sexual innuendo, dammit?! None. Sterile as sterile can be...except for one small thing. The Whammy.

The all-new and improved Whammy...

What the hell happened to him?! He looks like a g'damn cat! NO PUSSY! NO PUSSY! AND...STOP!

The OG Whammy was a damn pimp. He looked like he was cracked out..but he was a PIMP! He had superpowers and major $$$$..check him out...

See what I'm talkin' 'bout, Willis? I'm completely disgusted for what they did to this show while I was AFK from my tele the last almost 5 years.

I'm going to go find something else to review...everything sucks these days..even people. Don't get on my last nerve or I'll "review" you too, bitch.

You win...

You can have AKAradio.com now.
You can do whatever the fuck you want with it.
I give up.
You got what you wanted.
You made me finally understand the word quit.
Enjoy it.

My Poetic E-Fairy Tale (Once Upon A Time)

Revised for the 20th gazillion time...

Once upon a time...
There was a woman
Who lived her life taking a stand
Went about her day being a princess bride
Saving knights and even damsels in distress by demand
Never asking for anything in return
Not even a thank you or an encouraging word
Always hearing about women and men, and their evil ways
Refused to be like them until her dying day
At the risk of sounding selfish, she began to wonder
Why do all the knights and damsels always run to another
Still she carried on her self-imposed duties
And continued to rescue knights and damsels
Always wondering at their beauty
But every now and then her mind would run astray
Often wondered if she had the strength to carry on this way
See this princess bride dreamt of being a Queen
The only piece that was missing was her King
And to this day she wonders if fate will be so kind
To give her the happy ending she believed in
...once upon a time

Our dear princess bride has spotted a knight
His smile has become a safe haven
Of his beauty he is unaware
The sparkle in his eye and short dark hair
It is hard for her to not notice
As she tries to maintain pure motives
It takes effort to not cross certain lines
As her heart begs for freedom to fly
But she knows he is worth the waiting
So for now she will suffer these cravings
All for this beautiful knight

The eyes of the heart may have opened at last
Could it be that the knight is just within her grasp?
The sound of her heart beating echoes in her ears
Could he be the king she has longed after for so many years?
The princess bride is still unsure of her next step
She doesn't want to make a move she will later regret
So for now she will proceed with a smile so fair
As to not chase away this knight with all her care

This gentle man is a true knight in distress
But in this princess bride he seems to have found rest
Somehow, she has gotten past his defences
She appears to be genuine without false pretenses
Still he has his reservations
He isn't sure they have the same destination
His head and heart are a jumbled mess
He truly is a knight in distress

What he doesn't know
Is that her heart breaks when he isn't near
What he doesn't know
Is she would give her last breathe to calm his fears
What he doesn't know
She is just happy to know him
What he doesn't know
Is she will remember him forever
What he doesn't know
Is all the things she can't seem to tell him this day or ever

She is from here, he is from there
But when they are together, they don't care
They share the same earth, they share the same sky
None of it seems to matter when they look into the others eyes
Even when it is from a portrait...
When she takes him to where he's going, will he go back to where he's been?
Will they have to go their seperate ways and just start all over again?
Do they live for the moment, and wait for the answers to come unfurled?
Or do they break it to their hearts that they come from different worlds?

The princess bride has done her duties, she has brought him safely home
She bids him farewell, and she turns to leave alone
Fighting back tears, as to not look like less than the fighter she is
But before she can take a step, he takes her by the hand in fear
"Please don't leave, my princess, stay if you would"
"But I don't know I can, or even if I should"
"But there is something you should know, my princess, something you should hear"
"In you I have found my strength to fight and chase away my fears"
"But, my knight, you had the strength all along"
"It's there every time you smile, or dance to one of my songs"
"Dear princess, just honor this one last request"
"Promise you will return for me, before your dying breathe"
She takes him in her arms, for an eternity it seems...
Even if it is from within a portrait
A weight has lifted from her soul, her heart is finally free
"I shall return for you, I just don't know when"
"There are many miles between us and they seem to never end"
"I must return home to tend to matters there"
The knight bemoans the fact, as he run his fingers through her hair
Even if it is from within a portrait
"Remember this poor princess bride as I head homeward bound"
"Every day I am not with you my heart shall break like a goblet upon the ground"
They bid farewell as she climbs atop her trusty steed
She rides off into the sunset, and one day shall return for her king

There is no other
She would cross the miles for
There is no other
Who makes her heart soar
There is no other
Who instills such passion
There is no other
Who brings this joy beyond comprehension
There is no other
For whom she would traverse time and dimensions
There is no other
Who is worth more to her than the Heavens
There is no other
And she will be with him even if it takes forever
For there is no other

What it's like without him
Like having legs and she can't walk
What it's like without him
Like having a mouth yet she can't talk
What it's like without him
Like having arms yet she has no one to hold
What it's like without him
Like having skin but she can't feel heat or cold
What it's like without him
Like having lungs and she can't breathe
What it's like without him
Like having eyes and she cannot see
Day and day again
This is what it's like without him

He has caught her eye
This devil in disguise
She will have her trophy
He is easy prey, since he is lonely
She will deceive with evil cunning
He won't even see it coming
She will bait him with gifts and sweet hollow words
Like culling the weak from the herd
Possessor of wealth and master of lies
He better beware this devil in disguise

As the princess bride stares up at the moonlit sky
And gazes upon the stars so bright
She points to one to let it serve as a reminder
Of all the things she loves about him
"This one is for his beautiful smile"
"And this one is for his endearing style"
"This one reminds me of his eyes"
"As round as the moon and as big as the sky"
"This star is for his amazing laugh"
" This one is for his peacefulness that calms my wrath"
"There are not enough stars in the heavens above"
"To count all the wonderous facets of this knight I love!"

It's all about perception
For The Queen of Deception
What he doesn't know won't hurt him
It won't hurt her either for that matter
He speaks so fondly of this "princess bride"
But this is my land and he won't dare put up a fight
Even if he does I will dispose of him in short order
And erase her from his world forever
And not a soul will be around to give a confession
Of how I proudly wear
...the crown of The Queen of Deception

...to be continued..

---written in a half-shredded journal circa...per the scribbled writing in the whole 20 pages or so...I was probably Popov'd out of my head...March 2007. I think. Maybe. Supposedly. Fuck off.

Songs of the night:
Lonestar - Amazed
Black Label Society - The Last Goodbye
Danzig - Can't Speak
She Wants Revenge - Tear You Apart
Phoenix - Run Run Run
Merrie Amsterberg - Say Goodbye
Legend's Glory - Cincomix
Sigur Ros - Vaka

P.S.
I don't condone P2P. I pay for all my tunes. The Russian Mafia OWES me bigtime for that. :X
So if you want to know what those songs are.
GOOGLE IT!
Or tune into my Mierduka show...I have a habit of playing them. Depends on my mood. :)

Chat logs, pictures and music...oh my!

I've been utterly bored the last few days. Nothing much to do but deal with real life issues, which has taken front seat to the internet life. Bored, bored, bored I was, so I decided to backup goliath's old HD, and happened upon a folder of chat logs, pictures and music. I viewed loads of the pictures and put all the music on loop as I perused the logs.

Many of the chat logs were from over a year ago. I read into the night...sometimes laughing...sometimes getting annoyed... and sometimes even getting angry at the blatant stupidity of some of these people in trying to understand what I'm supposedly all about. No matter how much I explained myself for things I said or did they seem to think to this day there should be a manual for me so I can be understood. Go figure!

I highly doubt I'm a complex person, I'm very simple in likes, dislikes and personality. I'm just like the next person, or so I believe.

I delved even further into the chats, really focusing on how they changed from one moment in the past to the most recent from each individual. People can really change within a year's time. Here's a few examples:

• One individual went from being morally upstanding, and declining any attempt made towards following what we would call "lemmings", to growing out the hair and getting it shagged, acquiring piercings and getting inked. All within 8 months from the last serious chat. Finally went emo in outward appearance, because the inside emo sure as hell was already there!

• Then one individual who was sweet and considerate, always openminded, you could trust them wholeheartedly with anything, went from having great potential...to being an outright controlling, disrespectful, backstabber. And all because they simply couldn't understand what I said. I feel the loss. I honestly do. Fuck you very much, you arrogant cunt, thank you for making me feel stupid in the end.

• One individual went from missing the old days at a certain location to shittigating any chance they got because of it. I put my foot down and that person completely disappeared. You can't have the past next to your present on your dinner plate, buddy. It's as wrong as when people put ketchup on a medium-rare filet mignon, it's just not right, no matter how much you like it. Grow up!

• Then there was one individual who finally got their life together and on the right track and completely moved on. I can see it, and feel it. Life is like a box of chocolates. If you eat all the good ones, you end up with the spongy gross ones. That's all I have to say about that.

• Another individual went from being amazing to a shell of their former self. All within a year. No drug can help this person. No advice can help this person. No amount of money can help this person. Only thing that can help this person is for a house to drop from the sky and fall on their head. Fuck the ruby slippers! I never wanted them anyways!

There were many others...some convoluted. Many wanting power on the interweb and feeling like they have it when in fact their time went out the door alongside Webcrawler.com. Others using the interweb to run from admitting they have a fat lady sitting on their head. Everyone else can see it, but they can't! Some wanting pure and simple attention because no one else would give it to them in real life. Etc..etc..etc.

You're one of those people. I'm one of those people. We're all one of those people. If any of you who actually take the time to read this crap of a blog of mine feel that I'm talking about you in those examples...I might be. Or maybe not. But if the shoe fits...make damn sure it's the correct size before you decide to buy it.

Lots and lots of interesting reading. People do change..and rather quickly from what I read the last couple of days. Some for the best, others for the worst. I will say one thing though...

Sometimes...

The person who changes the most...

...is the one who says the least.

Food for thought, my friends. Food for thought.

Would you like some beans with that shit burger?

P.S. My analogies suck don't they? *snickers* Blame all the V.C. Andrews I've been reading lately, since my eyes are the only thing that function properly this last week!