fun facts about the world

Hey.. It has been quite some time since I’ve updated this collective of crap that’s been expunged from my anus of a mind.. Don’t think that I’ve stopped thinking of fun facts about the world, or that I’ve been thinking of them and have become unwilling to share. Sharing is caring. And I care. I really fucking care. In fact, just imagine me working hard instead of hardly working (if there is any room left on the cross you can feel free to nail me to it) and while I would be remiss to consider most of my ideas well thought out, certainly I need to at least type the shit up. As always, an intern or an indentured servant would make all of this much easier. (FOR INSTANCE, I MADE NUMEROUS SPELLING MISTAKES AND HAD TO GO BACK AND FIX THEM. MAD. FUCKING. ANNOYING.) But then again, there is something to be said for doing things for dolo (see masturbation and reading books). Plus I feel it is a luxury to be able to be productive outside of the realm of "working" while at work. I’m saying, if I was allowed to play the same beat at an obscene volume over and over and again, I would be writing verses at work too. Alas, this is not allowed in my current office. Yeah, office.

Concerned reader: "Why don’t you just update your blog from home?"

Well Ms. Reader, (if that’s even your real name) in my infinite quest to not be defined as a creepy Internet pervert who spends their free time searching the world wide web (or the WWW as it conveyed in shorthand… have you ever tried to go to worldwideweb.Friendster.com? that shit won’t even come close to working) for various instances of insanity, I usually spend my free time doing American things, like drinking beer and watching sports on television while wishing I was surrounded by the (fictional) dancing sluts. Sometimes I think about buying a big American flag and hanging it next to my flag if Italy. Maybe in 2008. Maybe.

So here are the developments since I last spoke and you last listened.

-The Racial Unity Picnic was a complete success. Now I have the key to New York City. I do bumps off it.

-The NFL playoffs have now left us with two teams: The Steelers and The Seahawks. I don’t know if you paid much attention to taxonomy or whatever, but Steel > Bird.

-I went to Aqueduct racetrack and it was mad foggy out. I did not win any money. You can take the A train there and gamble until your heart is content.

-My amazing rap group will be in Philadelphia next Friday to do our first show ever in the state of Pennsylvania. I will finally be able to drink more Yard Ale, the memory of which has haunted my daydreams, not unlike the way the telltale heart haunted whoever. It’s like Yard Ale is underneath the proverbial floorboards (I guess I really do have "floorboards" come to think of it) of my bedroom calling out to me in an eerily somber tone "drink me."

-I may be taking my other show (this aforementioned crap) on the road as well and doing some guest posting on the larger Internet. While most of the people I know have given me positive feedback on the blog (but not in the comment section, God forbid), the world is larger than the 10,000 or so people that I have checking for me now and by expanding, I’ll be able to waste more strangers time share my amazing and alcoholic life of observations most people wouldn’t find necessary to comment on in a public forum with people as far away as New Jersey India(na).

-The word "Alito" can be used for dog, homie or as a reference to yourself. If you haven’t heard this slang yet, you just aren’t down. ‘Yo, whats cracking Alito." "Yo, I was with Alito last night, no homo."

-Future ideas - I’m going to try and write something about the alarming number of stories about teenagers and twenty-somethings who pass away. No, no, no. I wrote that all wrong. I’m going to point out how there have been numerous instances of the recently deceased having their myspace.com profiles visited by journalists who are searching for insight into the life that was. Something like that. If anyone else does it first, I’ll talk mega shit about suing.

-Chronikill will be back in New York on Friday February 24th at Don Hills. First NYC show in something like 6 months (maybe less). So come through, overdose and die young. Then maybe someone will check your myspace profile and write "Mr. Reader was 23, his profile on myspace said ‘I love Chronikill and being alive’ Tragic. Sooooo tragic." Or some such nonsense, i don’t write the obituary’s, I make them necessary.

Until then alito… Until then..

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