Michael Kindt's Blog, page 27
October 18, 2016
♫ My endless love… ♫
♫ My endless love… ♫
October 16, 2016
Continuing with the theme that I love 60s girls. The whole...
Continuing with the theme that I love 60s girls. The whole tasteful but sexy thing. Subtle. Make me use my imagination. Et Cetera.
This is a great video of some smoking 60s girls, but some guy on the piano in sunglasses keeps interrupting them. What the fuck is his problem?
Change your life, goddamn it. What's wrong with you?
Can a book change your life? What actually changes your life? Can you pinpoint the moment or period?
I’m one of those people whose life was changed by a book. It’s the Bible. Have you heard the good news of Jesus?
Just kidding, it was Catch-22 by Joseph Heller.
Despite all this brilliance you see on the internet from me, I’m actually a slow reader. I was dyslexic as a child and couldn’t read until very late, way behind my class. I was held back in second grade because I couldn’t hardly read. To this day, I can relax my brain and all text looks Chinese.
How appropriate and fuck you world that I became a writer, huh?
Well, I think so, anyway. Screw you.
I have only read two books (complete novels) in one sitting. Catch-22 and The World According To Garp.
The World According To Garp I loved. I literally couldn’t put it down, and I when I was done, I had thoroughly enjoyed myself. Catch-22 was different. I couldn’t put it down either, but when I was done and sat it there on the bed next to me, the world was completely different. I looked at everything completely different.
It was a brand new world, much scarier, much, much, much weirder.
Even though it’s 2016 and nobody much reads anymore, I recommend it.
I’m starting to see why they teach kids to read. I’m, like, seriously thinking it might be a good idea.
My goodness. Smoking but with a sense of decorum. I love 60s...
My goodness. Smoking but with a sense of decorum. I love 60s girls! If I wanna see a sphincter barely hidden by a thong, I’ll pony up the ten bucks.
October 15, 2016
Halloween Candy
When I was kid, I made out like a bandit. Everytime I went trick-or-treating, I had one of those pumpkin buckets and when it was full, the night was over. Every year I lobbied for a larger pumpkin bucket than the one I had, but Mom, unlike Congress, was impervious to special interests.
Halloween night, I could gorge myself on candy, watching monster movies on tv, but then Mom would confiscate the remaining candy and dole it out piecemeal. I had to be good and shit. Take the garbage out. Not punch my sister.
That candy lasted till Spring most years (no worries; candy is full of preservatives). If my sister happened to be a real bitch, tho, we’re talking July, even August. LOL.
Zombies: WTF?I don’t get it. Why are we so obsessed with these...
Zombies: WTF?
I don’t get it. Why are we so obsessed with these inexorable, shuffling undead things? People are into a lot of different things–there are gamers, sports nuts, people who think politics actually matter–but everyone, it seems, is also into zombies.
Now that it’s Halloween season, many of the people I connect with in the social media world are bastardizing their once pleasant and smiling icons. Using some app or another, they’ve put sores and blisters all over their faces, they’ve made their eyes look dead and lifeless.
“Happy Halloween!” they go in an accompanying post.
You can tell a lot about a culture by its monsters, I contend, and our monster is the zombie. Vampires have been gutted and turned into sparkly pretty boys. Demons and Satan are waning along with Christianity. Zombies are still scary, though, still terrible, and still have our full attention AS MONSTERS.
But it’s more than just an obsession with zombies. It’s actually an obsession with the apocalypse–the Zombie Apocalypse. Now, various religious groups have grooved on the end times and the apocalypse for centuries. They scare the crap out of people with doom and gloom and BANG! gain a whole slew of new followers. Historically, it’s been nothing more than a marketing ploy. The Zombie Apocalypse, however, is something different, entirely secular and modern. It has a will of its own, it seems, and is not created by someone with charisma misinterpreting a book very few people have read but still think is absolutely true.
We love the idea of apocalypse these days–or at least we’re fascinated by it. One of the universal themes in the Zombie Apocalypse Mythos is societal collapse. In every zombie story and movie, society collapses. Almost thankfully. Initially, this collapse is horrible, but the regular people, the non-zombie folks, vastly outnumbered and with all the odds against them, fight on. They even win some.
Clearly, there is something about this that we, the people, like. Perhaps we know, deep down inside, that to really achieve “a more perfect union”, absolute and utter disunion must be first achieved.
As contemporary Americans, we could be the zombies, the undead. Have you been to Wal-Mart lately? Have you seen, seriously, anyone in the last two years looking UP, not looking at their phone? Our little lives unfold this way: birth, school, work, death–and we are not to question it, at least not fundamentally. Our only recompense is consumerism. We are born. We go to school to learn how to work (be a productive member of society! Yay!). We go to work and become a cog in the very machine that grinds us. We receive nickels and dimes to buy trinkets and distractions, and then we die. We can question elements of this system or aspects of it, but not the whole entire thing. Most of us can’t even conceive of something different. We simply want “better” schools or “better” jobs or “more” nickels and dimes for trinkets and distractions. When we go to the voting booth, we actually think we’re making a difference.
The Zombie Apocalypse represents real change and I think that’s why we, as a culture, are so engaged by it. It’s terrible and it’s dangerous, but at least it’s fucking REAL.
Boy, no shit. I worked in restaurants for over 20 years and...
Boy, no shit. I worked in restaurants for over 20 years and came away with a compromised liver, a vicious case of gonorrhea, and a mouth so filthy Michelle Obama would have to clutch her pearls and faint all over again.
October 14, 2016
Guys, it's okay for you to moan during sex .
Personally I think when a guy moans during sex it’s sexy af like I be feeling like I’m doing something right lol
