balls to the wall

i wish i was blind so EVERYONE WOULD GET OUT OF MY SIGHT.
the van was recovered. all my stuff's gone. at least this is the worst thing that's happened to me since i've moved back to k.c. that and that other thing.

alright- look, personal stuff aside, i really feel like there's an important issue to be discussed here. it's 2008 people, we're here- IT'S ACTUALLY HAPPENING. it's time we used these modern internets to discuss some real issues. for instance- i am really concerned about pat sayjack. you know- the wheel guy. you might even say he's the wheel deal. one of america's (and yes, indeed-the world's) most beloved entertainers seems to suffer from dick's clark disease. you know, the one where you don't age. i think ol' paddie mcsayjack may have even slipped his disease inside of vanna WHITE too because she also looks the same. as before. you know...from then.

i'm only 23 and i look radically different than i did at 5. like, totally. if i saw some of my homies from back in the pre-k daze i doubt they'd even recognize me. but hey, that's real. that's the streets. that's how it is rolled. we were pretty wild back then though. we huffed so much play-doe i can't believe i'm even sitting here typing right now. lil' cyrus and i could put at least 5 cases of that shit away DAILY. you may be saying "how the hell could 5 year olds huff play-doe and WHY?! and wait...huffing play-doe? what- do you like heat it up or something?" man, if you have to ask you've obviously never had a ride on the cosmic wave that is PD.

alright alright alright. we have a lot of fun here at blood pile. and by 'we' i mean me.