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6/12/2014

Read This If You Want to Learn to Write Well...


6/11/2014

Some Colorado Gardening Tips

So everyone in the world now knows about Colorado's legalization experiment. How about some Colorado gardening videos? About tomato plants... Do I really need to wink?


6/09/2014

This photo was on my fridge for 7 years, 3 moves, and 4 girlfriends.

I think I stopped really seeing this snapshot about 6 months after I had stuck it up on the refridge.  But when I came across it in a box the other day it totally hit me unawares. At first I was visually befuddled, confronting the Twin Towers laying casually in a shoebox. It felt disrespectful finding them there, like I just tossed them aside someways back. I set the picture on my dresser and continued at sorting shoebox detritus. But for the rest of the day I couldn't get World Trade Center images out of my head unless I went and stared at this photograph for awhile.
It's 13 years later.
It's still Love.
I think. 

6/03/2014

Devil v. America- A Mr. Dr. Demo Track.

     June finds MISTERDOCTER in a patriotic mindset this year it seems... Enjoy the harmonies and relish the delicate dischord only a demo track can provide...

     
    And yes, Mr. Dr. assured me that an Actual Boomvie for the completed track will be coming. 


Soon? 
I had to ask...

Sometime this month he said. Before the girl's next birthday.


6/02/2014

And Now Here's A Report From Our Latvian Correspondent.

     Marcus you're in our sis and a narcissist sis sis t and you come to my car like a carhartt wanting carls junior But carl doesn't want you to want his junior He's not a john return And that is very wrong yep to figure 1 + 1 is 2 and 2 + 13 so 3 + 1 is for and 8:15PM, June 2, 2014 4 is hey ryan because three's a party no 3 the crowd to the party once a long time And call of me wants call love you allah love you hola v u don't forget that busy you is you you I do h 2 or 22 Goody goody 2 shoes got mushroom in its coo coo he said fred come give me head and its now 711 said it is now 7 that's what 11 said verbatim for both of them gratuitous protest great great discrete dumbass talk text text talk text your rodeo ass the moonwalk

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5/22/2014

I Used 2 Loooooove The Strokes!

     No really. From 2001 until about 2007 I loved The Strokes unflinchingly. I Loved their albums. Loved their tones. Loved their hair and I Loved their attitude, or lack thereof. I loved their name. But Now? I'd like to blame their most recent, and perhaps final album, for my sense of unease bordering on Motherfucking Fear whenever I hear their name. Said album, 2013's comically and yet exactly aptly titled '80’s Comedown Machine' is not a great or even very good album, but it's also not the disaster most critics declared it to be. I like track 2 'All the Time' and the whole thing is barely 40 minutes long, which brings to mind the old aphorism oft repeated about Colorado weather and almost all Punk Rock songs. If you don't like the rain or that grating bass line?... just wait a minute. Things will change quickly.
     Ouch.
     So my closest male elder relative had a bad Monday last week. No make that a terribly bad Monday. He Suffered A... Hold on, He Endured? Or Had? Was attacked? No. He Was Stroked. He Maintained a Stroke? None of it sounds right because I'm still me and he is still mentally he, but this Stroke is our new normal. Our Monolith. But our Monolith didn't suddenly appear way out by Jupiter. It is right beside us, worming its way inside us, an unwanted Big Fucking Deal. Our Stroke Monolith. Ten days in, can I now consider it a Stroke of luck that he survived and wasn't just struck out?
     His was/is an atypical stroke, one caused by a hemmorage in the brain rather than a clot. Imagine, one moment is spent sitting in an overstuffed easychair, relaxing in the lobby of a client's building. Another moment, not so distinct or identifiable as the next moment, but a later moment, part of his right leg decides that now is the time to take up Astral Projection. With the brained, unseeable aspect of his right leg having jumped ship, his physical leg may as well belong to the overstuffed easychair in which he sits. Because he cannot get up! And the leg is no longer responsive to the millions of increasingly frantic signals his brain is firing off.
    And so this Stroke is a '70’s Comedown Machine'.  And it too is comically exactly, aptly titled. For this is his 70th year on earth, and I would not attempt a more perfect definition for a stroke than 'Comedown Machine'. The last ten days have been sneaky subtle. They have been slow to differentiate themselves in our new normal. I can't discern any change in his condition from a week ago. The Doctors will not operate and I will not pray.
    Ouch.
    But this morning? My father, who is nothing like Darth Vader, this morning my father used the Force. And he used Apple iMessage. But mainly he used the Force.



     Yep. Six inches of movement became monumental. Six inches was more magnificent than the breadth of the mighty Mississippi.

The kicker.
     When I received this video iMessage I was lollygagging in bed, listening to music, pretending to be getting ready for the train ride to visit him at the hospital. It wasn't until after I watched the video twice that I realized what I had just seen. The immutable was muted. The leg had returned, even if just for a six inch visit.  It took me another twenty seconds to bestir myself and realize what the ipod was playing on shuffle. It was the title track to The Strokes 2013 album '80's Comedown Machine'. Fuck it. I gotta keep loving The Strokes.



5/01/2014

In Honor of Mayday, A Breakdown of How My 2013 U.S. Income Tax is Being Spent.





Just kidding,
Here's the real data...









I want to be popular
I want to be cool
I applied to a cool school
But I sang karaoke
So my application they immediately withdrew ...

JUKEBOX THOUGHTS

Squeeze it!
Hello ... Good mOrNing.

You Did It Twice SILLzy!!

This is easy.
Third times a charm.


Now lets see you bloG.
   -xdopeshortyx-


ok im taking back the night.
how unfortunate of Justin Timberlake to co-opt an Anti-Rape slogan from
the 90's for a middlingly sexy come on song. And how very very unfortunate
of me to piss on both Justin and the popular slogan by abusing it here.
so lets just look at some art.

Striking huh?
Can anyone out there name the artist?

Tell Me Whats My Age Again?

This is for anyone..
It's up for grabs
It's got two lemons,
A harpoon &
A boondocks retreat;
A tried a true a travesty.

My first stupid, silly!!

"It's the same as your google, silly!"

4/29/2014

Aww Hell! A Mr. Dr. Video





Aw Hell!
If you were on fire I would not come
I would not walk jump skip or run 
to you. 
I would just let you burn and warm yourself inside. With us on the 
outs still fine. 
Selfie! 
If you were drowning I would 
go back in time and kill the 
man who invented rope so there'd 
be none for you. 
That's what I'd do. 
So please please do not 
contact me. 
Consider me beyond the grave and there's no psychics. 
Actually consider me never to 
have existed at all. 
Not in your memories not 
even in a blade of grass 
that's been stepped on.