suicide grasshoppers brainwashed by parasite worms(!)*

so, sorry to keep everyone "waiting in the wings". i mean so much has been going on and there is only silence from me. no more, i promise- i mean there is so much i have to tell you about. AND, today i get the treat of blogging from work, an opportunity that does not often present itself.

firstly, let me mention the giant squid sighting (not to be confused with the yet unseen colossal), which happened yesterday. most important about this story is the fact that the *tenticle* of the squid was captured, remaining functional for hours after its serverance. wow. i mean, if we could just learn something from this tentacle, i'm sure it would be important.

secondly, mit is going to put the 3rd world back in first place with their new under 100$ laptops that are coated in rubber! (do they float in water? do they bounce?)

but most importantly, a new technique has come out for burial! in sweden, you can be freeze dried and then broken into fully organic dust! fairy dust? almost. apparently, this is the most ecologically safe way to decompose, and your fodder can become fodder for a new tree, bush or plant. choice.

the other day i saw a grand display of soviet kitsch, the leningrad cowboys in the total balinka show. mainly, i recommend this on the basis that soviet performance has highly artistic tendencies while maintaining the aparent wishes of its strict and rigid national ideologues. you watch this and you feel like you are on cultural acid, which makes you wonder what north korea holds for our imaginations in their elaborate rituals. and WHY isn't a new documentary coming out of pyongyong? the set highlights include cattle-skull-mounted accordians and sythesizers and the orchestra includes some kind of russian style mandolin, the name of that i have not committed to memory.

other highlights of the past week: there are these mysterious rich homeless looking girls that come into the boutique where i work and act totally insane. one, who i have comitted to memory, i must go on to describe: she was sloppy like a harlot, wearing a revealing, but sack-like white dress (expensive), flopping all over the place. have you ever seen tank girl? well, she kind of had the lori petty thing going on with her hair, but with a hipster/crazy old lady twist where she had teased up a pompadour and then braided the rest in little "i went to saint marten for christmas" braids. this is already totally atroscious, but to top it all off, she was wearing combat boots and really intense makeup. ####yet she commanded the store with the shopping confidence of a weathered jap####
"these bags are priced so well."
wow. speaking of culture fucking, i think this girl takes some kind of fucking prize.

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wait a minute. hot from my skilled toggle-browsing: some hacks at friendster are shining the light in my face and trying to get me to give up my buddy in exchange for some secret cheat codes. they are slapping me and throwing water in my face and forcing me to watch bad horror movies like children shouldn't play with dead things. stop it! actually, they are trying to trick me into giving away my very own secrets. they are so tricky! check it out! you can actually see who has been looking at your profile. who are these people??????? total randos? spies? secret stealers? well THEIR secret is out, mainly that they have been looking and i know where. here. those tricksters are giving away the stealthy of stalkers. but shit. it will only last until everyone figures out how to turn it off. but the season is ripe, my friends. look now while it lasts. so much information from these little machines!
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