Thursday, October 7, 2010

Why are you still here? I'm serious, go away, I'm not posting today.






















Fooled you, but not exactly. I found a momentary bout of authorial inspiracy* & frankly, that's about 49 quadrillion times more important than you. The result, awfully awful, duh warbles the chorus -- humblest apologies, O muse, though 'tis your fault -- but beats typing about unimportant shit like the Fuckeye Goobernatorial job creating lower taxation tropefit between John Jackson & Jack Johnson televised tonight at 8 or 9 can't remember on a C-Span near you.


*the conspiracy of inspiration, $9.99 per use. Please, no personal checks.

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

I can pay your $9.99 in scrip, from The Republic of Dave.

okjimm said...

conspiracy of inspiration beats conspiracy of perspiration anyday. smells less, too.

Randal Graves said...

charles, Monopoly money's good here, too.

okjimm, everyone knows Right Guard was the tenth muse.

SY said...

hmmm. hurting a little

David Barber said...

I have no idea what's going on here..... :-) Here's my $9.99

Tom Harper said...

Don't forget, creativity is only 2% inspiracy and 98% perspiracy.

Life As I Know It Now said...

Do you take bounced checks? :)

S.W. Anderson said...

As an arguably loyal reader, it's nice to be unappreciated. Or at least it figures. :)

susan said...

I'm not here.
I've been inspired to paint a picture.
You haven't seen me.

Chef Cthulhu said...

I finally get bored enough to start reading blogs again and you tell me to go away.

Well, fuuuuUUUUUUuuuuUUUUUuck me with a shoggoth...

Randal Graves said...

SY, a little C-Span'll cure that.

david, don't be foisting Yugoslavian dinars on me, bub.

tom, bilge rat!

liberality, don't make me call the People's Court!

SWA, sorry man, if I had a job that paid me to read and write for personal enjoyment, you'd never see me again. :)

susan, traitor to your own country, go back to Canadastan!

What the hell, chef, I had assumed the mad strains of Azathoth's pipers had sent you to the nut house.