The direction of the site has rotated yet again. From the curves of the early year it has moved back into the
threadbare times of two thousand three. Admin spins his thoughts, Reiko spins her own thoughts, and we go where
directed. Once again, we are in awe of the words and feel good about publishing. We have not felt this good in
months.
Other sections are seeing backend improvements thanks to this wonderful interface which assists in the markup like
you would not believe. We do enjoy pushing forth into the unknown with these two writers and hopefully the numbers
will match our wonder. As we no longer plod along at less than one hundred megabits, production as well as
development are streamlined like no other time in site history. Happiness. Forward. Yes.
On a related note, since SHE is now contributing to this big mess, we thought it appropriate to include her image
below the Master menu to the left. Admin had nothing to say other than comments about her ongoing beauty.
Inappropriate, yes, but at least to the upside.
Addendum
Admin is a tough act to follow. That passionate fucking human being.
But...
Fuck you all. Yes, you reading this... The person next to you, the people near you on the road today... Fuck you.
Why? Hmm... Let us explore.
During the MySpace years I railed and railed about society. The subject is still in there deep as fuck. Every
single time I hit the road in hopes of getting to a destination in one piece, they are there. Dipshits aplenty.
Why? They will always be there in their selfish little cocoons with their stupid phones. They don't care. They
don't think. They should not exist, but such is the damned result of our society focusing upon everything
unimportant. This will continue, drop, continue, drop further. Just fucking drop. She wanted opinion... Here it is.
The asshole meter was in the fucking red early this morning. For some reason, large groups of dipshits had formed
on the roadway and proceeded to attempt a revolt. Perhaps the coffee/cocaine/crack slurping was waning and everyone
became bored. Who knows? People in that much of a fucking hurry to get to work are difficult to understand on any
level. I know my blogs have outlined this in spades in the past, but an honorable mention seems requisite this day.
My dissatisfaction with the working public and their ingrown lack of common sense and compassion is certainly a
helpful catalyst for this next thought...
The dark, cool, wondrous morning atmosphere always invites me to take that left turn to nowhere and just leave all
of this behind, and today is no different. In fact, that delicious option came earlier than usual. Just a mile
from home and I was ready to fly the fucking coop and take off for parts unexplored. All I need is a bit of a bump
from the correct source and a red light from the asshole meter to make that happen. A ride to an agreeable
breakfast locale and then off for the airport sounds wonderful. Jesus, that would be such an adventure despite the
likely suicide at the end. Oh well -- every vacation has its downside, right? Would blaming the assholes for my
premature death make me nuts? Perhaps I already have plunged into that soup.
Also... I have decided to continue writing here for the foreseeable future, and for whatever fucking good may come
of it. I was not going to spend much time in this little space but what the fuck.