It's Today

1. This morning is happening/happened, but you won't remember when it's done.
Name one focal moment.

2. What have you done recently for status and/or recognition.

3. Do you "own" your pets?

4. What is religion?

5. What does "Row, row, row, your boat" mean to you?

Bonus: Shame is a heavy burden. Take a break from it today.
Not a question? Ask yourself.


Cats sit on a car in the Saudi capital Riyadh. Saudi Arabia's religious police have announced a ban on selling pet cats and dogs or exercising them in public in the Saudi capital, because of men using them as a means of making passes at women, an official has said.


Genre (I'm done cutting my teeth on it)

Verbal compensation for insecurities in the world's youth.

Hypocritical attacks on rap culture for mass appeal based on insecurity.



Higher Ground

Politicization of the celebrity is instructed by the momentum of humanity to propel the celebrity into transcendence of humanity.




Data Panic

You know him as Data.
His agent knows him as Brent Spiner.
I know him as
a creepy pig-tailed gangster with a pistol and a hypodermic needle.

The scenario transpired like so:

I find myself dozing away on a couch in a small living room. Across the small room is another couch of similar size. Peering through my sleep-filled eyes, I notice that this couch hosts an undisclosed sleeping occupant under a blanket. As I awake, my focus slowly shifts as I notice movement in the room beyond. I eventually translate this movement as a person rifling through effects in said room beyond. Startled by the ruffling of my awakened self, the stranger enters the living room brandishing a firearm. Though it bares no weight in light of the current situation, I realize that gun weilder is none other than Brent Spiner (Data) donning the cheap suit of a disco era shylock and a greased back do ending in a pigtail. Paralyzed at gunpoint, the crisis becomes apparent. I begin to consider an act of retaliation, but unable to muster the strength and courage to do so, I lethargically remain in comfort awaiting the lifelong providence that the benevolent powers of the universe have so often been doled out to me at the most crucial periods of my life. Having been completely absorbed in my own mental computations, I fail to realize that the assailant has left the room. As my leeching of salvation continues, I fail to proffer an appropriate action to the alarm of the precedent situation as if the previous event had never taken place. Suddenly, the cloud is broken, and I find myself surrounded by a crouching Brent Spiner accompanied by a person of negligent aspect whom appears to be his accomplice. They begin to apply Q-tips© soaked with hydrogen peroxide to my flesh, and my paralysis becomes even more apparent.
Without warning, a hypodermic needle is plunged into my chest and I quickly begin losing consciousness.
As the darkness enshrouds, I finally look the assailant in the eyes, and plead to him,"What are you going to do? You don't have to do this...".
As my very last bit of consciousness fades, the assailant looks at me sternly and replies,

"We're going to dissect you."


God Games


"One day, scientists will realize that they are promoting God with their left brains."



A to B


Coriolis Effect


In the inertial frame of reference (upper part of the picture), the black object moves in a straight line. However, the observer (red dot) who is standing in the rotating frame of reference (lower part of the picture) sees the object as following a curved path.


Pope Gregory's Conundrum

If it is true, then we are ghosts.



On being a graphic designer

Weeping Willows

On solicitors of sympathy.



Oh S#%*! Scenario

"I choose the exit row, not for leg room, but in the hopes of one day becoming a hero."
5/25, United Express SAN to IAD



Death is growth and growth is death.


Only the Nose Knows

Greeting Card Concept


9/10ths of the Law

I want a new drug
One that wont make me sick
One that wont make me crash my car
Or make me feel three feet thick

I want a new drug
One that wont hurt my head
One that wont make my mouth too dry
Or make my eyes too red

One that wont make me nervous
Wondering what to do
One that makes me feel like I feel when Im with you
When I'm alone with you

I want a new drug
One that wont spill
One that don't cost too much
Or come in a pill

I want a new drug
One that wont go away
One that wont keep me up all night
One that wont make me sleep all day

One that wont make me nervous
Wondering what to do
One that makes me feel like I feel when I'm with you
When I'm alone with you
I'm alone with you baby

I want a new drug
One that does what it should
One that wont make me feel too bad
One that wont make me feel too good

I want a new drug
One with no doubt
One that wont make me talk too much
Or make my face break out

One that wont make me nervous
Wondering what to do
One that makes me feel like I feel when I'm with you
When I'm alone with you


Nah Sweat De Gal Dem

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