I wonder if my own aggresive pessimism is the real jinks here, or if somebody outthere has cast a spell on my car. I fucking hate it, today the radiator blew, a 400 dollar setback and it blew two days before we planned to strat crisung the state....nobody deserves this.

And so, this second rate poet slides into oblivion for....who fucking cares?

thank u for laboratory aids.... what can stop this verbalizing piece of shit, satans unwanted daughter, the white and stranded beluga? its sick, he is sick, sad old men in religious suits and religious uniforms , its sick, its sick sick sick. its sick on one side and its sick on the other side. these are the last proofs of an idea that have never really been challenged, hence the virus, it just grows on you. and hell yes, we have the democracy we deserve. this is how it looks like. the jesus diet...

im outta here

klikken sie hier, but dont stop there...watch it
http://www.dr.dk/nyheder/udland/article.jhtml?articleID=261722

Panic in the US. A major chinese offshore oilcorporation has offered 18.5 billion dollar to purchase the american oilcompany Unocal. A deal that at first hand seemed to be kept domestic as Chevron had allready made a bid, but alas, the chinese are on a shopping spree like the japanese was it in the 80s and are slowly buying up american companies with the vast amount of american dollarreserves - the largest holding beside the american. It has selbverstaendlich caused a major commotion within the US, but El Presidente cant seem to find out which way the wind the wind blows as going against the bid would be a very un-capitalistic move, but on the other hand being bought out by China is about the worst thing that could happen to the soul of America.

Ill follow up on the progression in the matter. For now, only a bittersweet: first come, first served, ha!

10 years after my first blast of a LSD 25 microdot I dropped my last acid on a rare warm winterday 1994 somewhere north of Copenhagen DK. The lasting impression was the chequered sky. Little squares of blue and white like a chessboard I could move around at will.
Weeks later I discovered it was 1995 as I one night had to acknowledge I had lost my finer motoric and could no longer handroll a cigarette.

Airports, the epiphany of transport: God they are strange though contextualized by a tight logistic, they are out of this world, almost unnatural. The end of stories, the beginnings, the need for the displacement of the masses. I`ll never grasp, I will never love to fly, though I have an abillity to not be where I am at, to escape before I arrive, I the machine, I the airplane?

The frreway at night, the lights coming and going. Riding the snake, the river, so pitch black, it all flows together, the airport, the people, the freeway, the transport, the ships...noone is really there

today,
another movie titel all in the makings
"The Big Day Out"

Work them terms honeymonster! Both cars fixed and running smoothly a week ago over three days but sold in less time it took to ... fix them. Thank God for Capitalism, suplly and demand.

Lighter, but now facing a nostalgic ghost ... leaving. More things and more actions becomes the last things and the last actions on these terms, more things become things that means more stuff.

EVEN SECOND RATE POETS NEEDS HOLIDAYS.

Today,
a word to the loyal and fired up readers of this here blog. From saturday june 25, I am retreating for holiday activities. Offspring and family from DK is touching down for a three week vacation, and we will set out to look for America, firstly, we will get out of the State of California, most likely we will hit Oregon, Nevada, Arizona, Utah and Colorado and maybe a trip south of the borde: Viva La Mexico.

Therefore, today: This summers last part in ASK THE BRAIN, which I have been negleting, this one being part 10 approximately.

Here we go:

In the movie "Pulp Fiction" (1994) by Quentin Tarantino, in the scene where John Travolta and Samuel Jakcson is being hosed down by Harvey Keitel, after they have cleaned the car where the blew the brains out of some guy, they are being dressed up in very anti-gangster outfit, shorts and t-shirts.

The question is:

John Travolte is pulling on a t-shirt reprensenting an american university. Which university is that?

today,
more on the F1 farce on sunday: but finally some sense. Minardi boss Paul Stoddart wants to look into the matter and not the least, he wants FIA boss Max Mosley ousted for his buttkissing Ferrari boss Jean Todt.

And I know, you cant choose your parents, but MOSLEY, does that ring a bell: If I say that Max Mosley is the second son of Oswald Mosley? Are we there yet? Sir Oswald Mosley? No?

killen sie hier
http://www.oswaldmosley.com/

today,
the farce continues: now the teams that didnt participate in the F1 race this sunday are facing charges from FIA. The Teams - not the company that produces the tires for 17 of the 20 teams in F1!

The one reason the teams chose not to start in the race, was that the tires of two cars - the BMW and Toyata - blew up during practice resulting in serious chrashes, why the rest of the teams driving with Michelin tires chose not to race this particular weekend, in solidarity with the other teeams, becaused they feared a major chrash that could injure both drivers and spectators. And now FIA wants the teams to pay.It doesnt make any fucking sense! Apparently no responsibilty seems to be placed on Michelin and niether is is discussed whether or not the points that amongst other, FIA-darling Michael Schumacher scored is to be considered just and fair.

Talk about amputating a sport. Get a grip FIA.

http://www.dr.dk/Sporten/Formel1/2005/06/21/145948.htm