Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Rain
Its raining today. its very nice. I was just watching the droplets hit some mud and I couldnt compare that to anything, didn't need to. Still waiting for it to get really hectic. Oh also today I cleaned the garage for six & a half hours. I enjoyed doing that as well. Also also I want to attempt stiching my lips together, I can't attempt that at home cause parents will freak out, I will probably try that in Florida. P.S. Im out of school
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Saturday, June 9, 2007

I cant always
I've started reading books again cause all Ive done in most of my classes is nothing and thats what Im going to be doing Mon. and Tuesday. But then Im free from that hell-hole. then its probably off to Florida for me, or not maybe a week or two after summer begins ill be going there.

My, My, My, My, My, My
My thoughts are swollen
My shadow is gaining
The gray represses nicked colors
My body is aching
My veins are showing
The pressure is growing
My head is throbbing
My opposition is questioned
The indecent exposure from myself
My portrait is persistent
My soul has joined the shadow
The pigments are all dull
Myself has died down, all & everything of mine has faded

They've fallen for you
squeaky voice
scratchy throat
slippery words
stained echo
Yet they wont let go,
your emotions,
your twists,
your sequence ,
they've collapsed for you

Mixed Seasoned Feelings
warm like winter
desolate like summer
blooming like fall
crumbling like spring

thoughts at the moment!
Rotating around reverse intervals while eyes are closed, when opened your going in the wrong direction. Keep spinning towards what feels right sooner or later we will collide, don't worry, an orbital crash will happen sooner or sooner than later. Never will we not crash, halting to take a break from moving forward means your still moving forward. moving forward without halting means moving backwards with horrible repercussions. I will take my time, no I will take my moments in joy and slow down beside them.
Thoughts as well!
Their hand grasping my hand, while my other hand is grasping their throat and striking their head into the ground . Repeatedly smashing it into the ground until they let go of my hand. a blank white face appears on theirs, mine is of red and blue swirling together, unintentionally mixed
(I am in a state of oblivion at the moment, so the words I've typed I trust and do not trust)
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Monday, June 4, 2007

One more week
One more week until school is overs
oh and heres a radio show speech thing Josh, Kenny and I did today for oral comm. Josh being Doug, Kenny being the special guest, and I was Danny
DN: Danny
DG: Doug
K: Kenneth
Panda Commercial
Josh: Open this weekend only, and only this weekend, the Panda Emporium. Yes this weekend at the Panda Emporium we are having a huge sale on Pandas. Due to a shipping error we are currently overstocked on Pandas Pandas Pandas, so they need to go!
Pandas, Pandas, and more Pandas! We have pandas of all sizes and colors. Big pandas, blue pandas, small pandas, polka dotted pandas, and even Siamese twin pandas.
Why do you need a panda you say? Well, pandas can be used for anything. Taking care of your kids, making dinner, watching grandma, taking out the garbage, riding to work, entertainment, playing catch, foot rest, and target practice (but who really wants to hurt a panda?)
So even if your just looking for a pet, a panda would be perfect as that companion or little helper. So come to the Panda Emporium. Pandas, Pandas, and MORE PANDAS!

All sales are finall and pandas must be taken to vet regularly. We are not responsible for any destruction of property, sickness, violent attack or missing children.

DN: Welcome back panda people your radio is set to WWSRTBS world-wide setback radio broadcasting tortilla station on channel 102.3 Im Danny AKA(senor awesome) .and my co-host beside me as always is Doug AKA(fancy pants mcgee)
DG: Hey guys
DN: What we have for you today folks is a short but special lineup in which we will have a small discussion on two movie trilogies that released this year that have gone BIG BIG BIG in profit. Then we'll head on over to traffic&weather to figure out whats going to delay us today. After a short commercial break well talk about popular music and whats it doing to children these days. Then well end our broadcast with an interview with none other than Kenneth the racecar driver
DG: If he ever shows up

Movies
DN: Ok well start to talk about Spiderman 3. I didnt go see this movie cause it looked horrible from the previews, but what about you Doug what did you think about the movie?
DG: Improv (too emotional, not enough action)
DN: Interesting Doug, very interesting. Well we'll call on one of our listeners and see what they have to say about this movie.
Caller #1 your on the air
blah blah blah

DG: Comeback or agreement

DN: Thanks ____ for calling in. Bye
Now what we have next up for our trilogy movies is POTC:3. I personally was confused after the first hour into the movie.

DG: Yeah I didnt understand it either, I think they didnt make it actual piratey enough (go into detail of real pirates)

DN: I agree with you there buddy.
Now well do a quick switch over to our traffic&weather guru, Dick Hertz.

DH: Good morning Danny.

DN: Good morning Dick

DH: Today in traffic there seems to be a startling phenomenon happening on I95 SOUTH. There appears to be creatures, almost humanlike, rising from the ground consuming the flesh of people in their cars. As the creatures, lets call them zombies, appeared on the highway the car crash rate has multiplyed by 100 and drivers are being eaten alive. Wait..hold on Danny, Im seeing some person down below who seems to be killing the zombies, with a.. a chainsaw?! Yes I believe it is a chainsaw. This civilian is sawing the zombies into shreds or at least trying. Lets see if we cant get a close-up and I believe its..NOOO it cant be, its Kenneth the racecar driver. He has an interview with you in few minutes. He must of got caught in the middle of this carnage while trying to get to the radio station. It looks like hes getting back into his car and driving over the zombies. OH! He just hit someone who was flagging him down for help. I just think this is sheer madness. Thats it, hes sped off, we cant catch him now because it seems my pilot is signaling to me that were low on fuel. Were going to land in that hellhole down there.
CRASH (static on radio)

DN: Dick....are you there Dick. Im sorry it seems we have lost our feed with our helicopter team. From here well go to commercial break so you and us here at the station can figure out just what happened.

BEEFCAKE
Someone: Beefcake. Are you a fat loser, lazy, tired of being called a pansy, do you have no game when it comes to the ladies. If this is you then you need BEEFCAKE. Its got the stuff to get you pumped. BEEFCAKE will get you riped, BEEFCAKE will get you the ladies. So beefcake has what you need
sculpted body, check
ladies, check
go get beefcake
BEEFCAKE
Beefcake located at any pharmacy selling horse steroids.

DN: Were back on WWSRBTS and right now were heading onto our music review with your music fanatic Doug dicussing a heavy topic today about lyrics in this song named "Now Your a Man". (Listen to song for a whiles until titties parts comes up)
CENSORSHIP --against it limits artists

DN: Well it looks like Kenneth the racecar driver has just arrived and is ready to speak. Hello Kenneth, how are you feeling today

K:(catches breath) Im doing great Danny. You?

DN: Pretty good myself. Its great to have you hear cause I wasnt sure you were going to make it because of the traffic and all.

K: Yep, I woke up late and had to rush down hear in just my boxers to get here on time. A few miles after I got onto the highway I realized I wasnt wearing nothing but boxers but I thought that'd be fine cause its just radio and the listeners wont know that. And I dont like to be late, so once I saw such all that traffic ahead of me I decided to take the lesser traveled root and started driving on the gravel & grass, but once I saw an opening I hopped back on. But once I hopped back on there were hundreds of folk's were dead, but still movin, walkin like, but missin a whole mess a limbs and body parts. LIke they was dead, but alive, I never seen such a thing

DG: Whatja do then K?

K: well then I remembered I had my chainsaw in the backseat, so I snatched it up and got out of my car and started slicing people in twine. That really didnt work out so I decided to hop back into my car and run um all over.

DG: How could you tell if they were zombies or not?

DN: Yeah how so?

K: Zombies? Hell I thought everyone was just grumpy like me.

DN: But not as grumpy as you?

K: No sir.

DN: Remarkable, now K I heard that there were a few zombies outside the WWSRBTS building. How did you manage to get past them?

K: Well my chainsaw wasnt doing so hot, so I pulled out my shotgun in my glovebox and started blasting away and ran up here as quick as I could

DG: Why did you have a chainsaw and shotgun in your car?

DN: Doug dont ask a silly question like that, im sure he has a very good reason for having a chainsaw and a shotgun in his car.

K: I had um for decoration

DN: See Doug, they were for decoration. Well it was great meeting you and getting to talk about your experience this morning Kenneth.

K: Much obliged

DN: Thats all for todays show everyone. As always Im Danny

DG: And Im Doug

DN: and you were just listeing to WWSRBTS on 102.3
Goodbye! (exit music maybe)

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Tuesday, May 29, 2007

No...NOOOO!!!!
Instead of getting my root canal today Im getting it tomorrow cause my dentist forgot it was a 3 day weekend.....damnit....oh well. I went to bed at 2 last night so I have no fucking idea what the fuck is going on right now, but I did have a 3 hour nap today, which felt really really good. I want a puppy.....they are awesome. Puppies! (fuck kittens, fuck them in their tiny anuses).
In other news:
Marshall is about to kick Josh Eggelustuns (or whatever the fuck his name is)(Joshua Barklow is good friend so dont get them confused) because I just really really hate him, and ive told that to his face. But everyday he goes to our lunch table with Kat because he is a total deutchbag (Kat has a bf and Josh egg. is an ex. trying to get back with Kat). I hate Josh Egg. with a passion. One reason I hate him is because if Kat isnt there one day at lunch he turns into a silent little cunt and is very depressive,and Ive told him on two occasions to just leave if your going to be all depressive and mopy and you aint gettin her back. Ok Im done with that guy

Next topic:
I am Marshall, I ......am Marshall, .....I am .....Marshall.
Marshall

Next topic:
So fucking close to summer! I want out of school right now and out of Va to go see my buddy John. Ive realized something that John better not be totally pussy whipped by his gf [YA HEAR THAT JOHN, GROW A PAIR] I think I might tell him that whenever he comes up hear. Im bored, time to watch some Death Note
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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

23rd
Today i was supposed to get a root canal on one of my back teeth but that didnt happen, but I actually wanted it done. Im getting the root canal next Tuesday which is alright. I got some new shoes yesterday, ive had the same pair for 2 years so it was time for some new ones, they are pretty comfy. I brought Josh shoe shopping with me to find them
I aint grounded anymores!
Grades:
Chemistry B+
German III D+
Oral Communications B+
Sociology A
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Saturday, May 19, 2007

   Still Grounded
Well I am still grounded, until Mon. or Tuesday cause thats when report cards come out. I get outta school on the 13th of June. finally! Then Im off to Florida to hang out with my best friend John. And whilst im there were going to Metrocon. That'll be a blast. Oh and I want to see that movie coming out next friday Paprika.


Poem
Rip the stitches
Caress the wounded
Press the pungent
Soften the stunned

Recount the safe
Control the uninjured
Flow the fresh
Steal the glory
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Monday, April 30, 2007

I have been grounded for quite some time now and im not supposed to be on at the moment but what the heck, my mom isnt home so im safe for nows. Gonna be grounded for 3 more weeks. doesnt bother me much though
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Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Long time no go
Would you
Would you like to see?
the opening of the lost
the closing of the past

Would it make you blind?
to find out the bad
to dig up the good

Would you like to be?
the predecessor of me
the powerhouse of bleed

Would you like to see?
the beginning of free
the ending of peace

Would you like to see?
the history of me
the solution to me


Nice cleaning up
Theres really no self-goal for me. So why continue? Why, cause the good part of my brain says "wtf are you talking about, live life like it should be, like you want it to be" while the bad side says "hey, how bout you shutup and stop telling him what to do or ill come over there and kick your sorry ass". The good side replies "Oh yeah, well then come over here and make me" so the bad side gets up, walks 3 blocks down to the good side of my brain and bangs on the door. The good side unlocks his door and opens the door slightly, the bad side steps in and gets a sledgehammer to the shoulder *crack* the bad sides shoulders out of its socket and his arm is swinging back and forth while he cries in pain "ahhh!, ahhhh!".The bad side drops to his left knee. The good side sensing this time as an opportunity raises his weapon of joy over his head and aims for the other shoulder. The bad side slightly moves to the left, trying to regain strength to get up, but getting scrapped along the elbow all the way down to his hand. The bad side drops down now to both knees Blood is now slowly forming at the tip of the elbow and the bad side screams in agony and looks at his right arm " ahhh! YOU BASTERD Ill kill you! ILL KILL YOU" thats when the good side, gets in a left -handed batting pose, pulls the sledgie to neck height, stares right into the bad sides balding head and says "shall we aim for the moon?" and levies all his strength, all his will, into this one final blow, and swings forward. The bad side looks up and looks into the good sides eyes, and notices a slight gleam of enjoyment, but a millisecond later the sledgie had already reached the lower jaw and swung upwards, knocking teeth, bones, and life out of the bad side. His left side of his neck has torn open and left a cut so deep you could stick your hand into to stop the air flow. the bad side drops sullenly to the right and makes a inert *thump* on the hardwood floor. The good side looks in the direction of the only exit, then to the body. He drags the body by the legs, blood now squirting in a frequent 2 second pattern whilst he drags the body on the new shag rug. He turns a corner directed into his bathroom, drops the feet down, opens the bathroom door, picks up the feet and continues on his journey. He steps inside the circular marble tub with a diamater of 5 feet and height of 3 feet still holding onto the lifeless chunky legs that are covered by baggy pants with a rope for a belt. He tries to life the body into the tub with his legs, but it seems the bad sides upper body is heavier than his legs. So the good side drops his legs, and reaches for his left hand and his red warm bloodied hand. He pulls with his back and raises the bad sides body up until his legs eagerly slide into the tub, his heavyset upper body following. Letting go his hands he steps out of the tub and washes his hands thoroughly to get rid of the discusting look and pigment in which his hands were covered. He drys his hands and steps out of the bathroom, remembering the mess he's made today. He walks over to his closet and takes three red towels and walks hastily outside of his front doorway. He drops the instruments of maids and butlers and soaks up all the blood on the old creeky hardwood floor. After all that mess was cleaned up he closes his front door, with wet different colored red soaked towels than before and walks into the kitchen. He finds the trash can and dumps all three into the bin. He turns around and heads for the cabinets below the sink. Opening one door he finds none of his usual cleaning supplies, but just one bottle of Oxi clean and scrub brush, grabs them both and closes the cabinet with his knee. Standing upward now he walks to the fine new white carpet just installed days before "Basterd, the nerve to soil my new carpet with your dirty blood" he says to himself. He gets on his knees and starts spraying the Oxi clean whereever dark red colored splotches appeared, he starts from the front door to the bathroom door, making sure not to miss a single spot. When he finished spraying he decides hell scrub it later and leaves the brush on the floor. He goes back to the bathroom, opening the door up like the mangled body survived and was now a zombie. But to no avail the fat oaf was still lying in the same spot, now just with all the blood flow stopped. He looks at the body, puts his hands to his hips and whispers "slobbish wanker". He starts undressing the body, first his torn blue shirt that says "Hungry, try a bite of me" slogan,trying to remove that shirt was harder than killing him, he must have struggled with that damn T-shirt for 3 min. before deciding to get some scissors, he goes to the kitchen, gets a pair of scissors, runs back to the bathroom and cuts the shirt in twain, after that dilemma he throws it all in the sink, starts on the fat lards mildewy oversized shoes, and takes a big whiff of what must have been foot fungus and decides to put the shoes back on. He stretches his back and decides he will finish cleaning him another time and washes his hands and face, noticing nothing but perfection on his chisled jaw and twinkling blue eyes, with a nose that doesnt protrude but holds up modestly as his favorite characteristic about him. He smiles and shows his hard earned sparkling teeth. He tells himself "what a handsome devil" and walks out of the bathroom to check on the new stained carpet, when he turns the corner he notices that many of the spots and stains of red on his shag have disappeared completly, just some left only at his footsteps. He says to himself "damn that stuff really works". he then turns around and finds who else but oxi clean sponsor and oxi clean commercial salesman Billy Mays! Billy Mays yells at the good side "What did you expect from the best cleaning product on the market, and you the consumer bought for the low low price of $19.99". Then the good side responds with "well, *sighs* looks like im gonna have to kill you too, huh?". He walks over to his sledgie silently waiting by the door and hears pleas and bargaining from billy mays but too late, ,the good side already made up his mind. This time he turns his right shoulder into the lead and starts an awkward looking run at the salesman and shouts "lets aim for mars this time!" with a twisted looking grin and slams the sledgies head full on into billy mays rugged looking, jet black dyed beard and hits it dead on into his loud mouth.

Thats all me can put together, I cant think of a good enough ending
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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

   Marshalls weird
hah, I am weird.....yep.....
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Monday, February 26, 2007

Airplane Food & Headbutting Buddhists
AIRPLANE FOOD
To help the conveyor belts of luggage
have lost, exotic, suspicious luggage
carried from my actions to my thoughts
All lost luggage is tossed aside in the end
All exotic luggage is held dearly by strangers and non-strangers alike
All suspicious luggage is surrounded by people with anti-radiation suits ready to destroy what is inside


HEADBUTTING BUDDHISTS
Am I alone
My sweet-heart prone
excited
My kindness
delighted
asphixiated with eyes
attacking me from the inside
My sweet-heart prone
a contorted soul is easy to control
mastered this mind to know its design
to attack from the inside
My sweetheart prone
A plot so wholesome and empty
satisfies the laughing pigments
When is the attack going to happen
From my sweetheart prone


My definitions for sweetheart and sweet-heart
sweetheart = one who is loved
sweet-heart = a heart that is too nice, too sweet
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