Tuesday, March 29, 2011

It was a dark and stormy blend*

The horror that is reality begins at 1:25.

*we'll see if this Gothick-style Kynge's Brew is worthie of thy Crown.


Verily, yum!

Let us sit poor Mr. Rensenbrink & what he crystallizes aside for a moment. The mighty Agalloch was indeed, flesh vibrating on bone, spinal shivers of darkthroning in the Northwestern woods, earthquake heart, & epic kudos to the teenageristic dude who didn't check his iPhone LOL LEET NOOB OMG TXT once, air clawing guitaring from the first chord to the last. Metal blood flows in your veins, son. Sniff.

Now, what is life but a crucible of hitting the post**, perpetually reborn into one more inevitably mishit strike such as Don Anderson dealing with broken strings not once, not twice, but thrice, thus we cling to this illusory salve, musical (& sporting) over the political if you're not megalomaniacal. Aside: what then of Mario Kempes & Argentina, the ever-elusive victory? The other, necessary half lest toes curl & eyelids flake off in a gibbering madness that can do nothing but wait, grinning, for the red giant to stride over the earth.

**for those not in the know, if the Dutch had scored in the 90th minute, the odds are decent that they would have won the World Cup, their reward fractured skulls oozing bloody pulp via agents of the military junta wielding that shiny trophy. Or not, but it makes for compelling storytelling.  

Mr. Ligotti's right, but I'm going to enjoy the deception as long as I can.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

....if you're not megalomaniacal.

At last a diagnosis! But what is the cure, D.r Graves?

Randal Graves said...

Cure? Hang on a sec, I just died from laughter & you try rebooting your magical Hades, Begone! device when suffering rigor mortis.

Tengrain said...

Graves, you swine!

What did you cut your dose with today?



thatgirl said...

Not even Beatrix the Bilderberger can stop good rocking out and the consumption of gloriously strong black coffee.

Anonymous said...

And here I was expecting to read about a new Folger's Moroccan Infusion Coffee Crystals. Sheesh!

Beach Bum said...

...their reward fractured skulls oozing bloody pulp via agents of the military junta...

Makes me wonder what happened to the North Korean team, didn't Dear Leader Kim have high, delusional hopes for his people?

Randal Graves said...

tengrain, human scapula.

thatgirl, wouldn't it be too obvious to try? You yourself warned me about acid in our coffee, that is where she'll come after us!

charles, good to the last coronary (that is Folger's, right?)

BB, funny you should mention that, as when I click on the FIFA match reports on the 2010 World Cup page on Wikipedia, all three North Korean matches fail to be found gasp!

Tom Harper said...

I thought that second picture was a photo of Sammy Hagar after the Venusians released him.

S.W. Anderson said...

So, now we know what coffee you prefer to the really good stuff: Dark and Stormy Blend. A.k.a. roaster's sweepings. ;)

susan said...

When you tighten your strings too much bad things happen. Loosen up.

Randal Graves said...

tom, the true meaning of a Sammy Hagar Weekend, not that booze & blunts jazz.

SWA, bah, you think a civil servant's salary can't afford the primo shit? Live large, my man, live large.

susan, but then how will my pants stay up?