Religion is like 99% of all art. They're both inherently worthless and useless. It's only when we trick ourselves into believing that God or artwork is real and good that they can gain (a lot of) genuine value.
And that explains that even though I don't believe in God and I hate art, I have nothing to show for it.
Odd thoughts, religious musings, or some other gibberish. I try to make it kinda funny.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Saturday, June 23, 2012
History repeats its repetition (again).
What every generation of humanity says their kids: "This generation of kids has no respect! I know that every generation of adults probably says that, but this generation of kids is particularly bad. It's just disgusting."
A Lavatory Poem: This Is My Life
Red peppers are burning my butt.
I really now wish I hadn't eaten what I ate.
But I know I'll probably eat that same thing again.
Many times in fact.
This is my life.
I really wish I had some free will.
I really now wish I hadn't eaten what I ate.
But I know I'll probably eat that same thing again.
Many times in fact.
This is my life.
I really wish I had some free will.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Kids nowadays.
These kids nowadays. I swear, I think most of them must be on drugs. Case in point: We recently got a new, cute little Golden Retriever puppy. Unfortunately one day the puppy got out of the back yard and ran off. Couldn't find it anywhere.
Now we happen to live next to an elementary school, and so I got what I thought was a good idea which was to enlist help in finding the darn thing. So as the children were getting out of school around 3pm I walked over there and asked the kids, "Hey, I lost my puppy. Can you help me? Help me find my puppy please. Come help me find my puppy!" Next thing I knew those freaky little kids began screaming, running the opposite direction with really weird looks on their faces. Yep, sadly, I think it must be drugs.
Now we happen to live next to an elementary school, and so I got what I thought was a good idea which was to enlist help in finding the darn thing. So as the children were getting out of school around 3pm I walked over there and asked the kids, "Hey, I lost my puppy. Can you help me? Help me find my puppy please. Come help me find my puppy!" Next thing I knew those freaky little kids began screaming, running the opposite direction with really weird looks on their faces. Yep, sadly, I think it must be drugs.
Facing life's great question.
Is there one question that has been regularly posed to you as you've gone through life? By that I mean, as the years have gone by, is there one particular question that people have seemed to ask you again and again in the various life experiences you've encountered?
For me there sure is! It seems like where ever I've been in this world occasionally someone will come up to me and ask, "Jeez Dan, how many beers have you HAD?"
For me there sure is! It seems like where ever I've been in this world occasionally someone will come up to me and ask, "Jeez Dan, how many beers have you HAD?"
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Dog-goned anthropomorphism.
Believe it or not, my dog Moxie has the most amazing ability to feign incredulousness.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
47 and getting older
I'm 47 now and not exactly thrilled with the fact that I'm getting even older everyday. But you know what? I'm really happy I'm not a young man in my 20s in today's world. It'd be a real hassle to have to get a bunch of tattoos and shave my chest all the time.
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