Michael Kindt's Blog, page 450
November 12, 2011
Current status. Local beer. This was brewed about point eight of...
Current status. Local beer. This was brewed about point eight of a mile from my former home. I drove by the place all the time. Now I live about 50 miles away and found this in a liquor store. Pile o' dirt porter. Excellent stuff. Made in the tranquil beauty of the Black Hills by, very likely, the young man who plays bass in my son's band. Fuckin' A.
Jay-Z is releasing a new line of T-shirts in...
Jay-Z is releasing a new line of T-shirts in "support" of the Occupy Wall Street movement Friday via his Rocawear clothing label, but he doesn't plan to share any of the profits with the protesters.
The rapper was recently seen wearing one of the shirts, which tweaks the phrase "Occupy Wall Street" by crossing out the "W" and adding an "S" to make it read "Occupy All Streets." The protests, which started Sept. 17 in New York, have since spread throughout the U.S. and even worldwide as demonstrators protest corporate greed and corruption.
"It's probably the most ironic t-shirt in existence," Jay-Z said. "I mean, here we have a movement that fights against corporate greed and a corporation I own is going to make some sweet coin off it."
Contrast this with indie act Beltaine's Fire, who are donating all proceeds from their new album to the Occupy Wall Street Movement.
"I can't believe Beyonce actually fucks that guy," said Emcee Lynx, vocalist for Beltaine's Fire, shaking his head sadly.
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Saturday morning.
Well rested. Happy. Feeling a bit lazy, but must do some cleaning today. Also, will make bread and hummus. I think I will marathon Mythbusters the whole day so that I can listen to science in the background. Naps: at least two.
Last night, while at the store, I saw a huge bag of candy left over from Halloween. It was on discount. Bad idea. When it comes to Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, I am an utter crack whore.
"Hello. My name is Michael and I am addicted to chocolate."
I'm trying to embark on this whole dental health thing, yet there are little orange wrappers all over this place.
I am a weak, weak man.
November 10, 2011
All day I have been listening to this. Over and over…
All day I have been listening to this. Over and over…
BANG A GONG ~ T. Rex
BANG A GONG ~ T. Rex
Excerpt
Pete was a cop, but not like the cops we have today. He didn't carry a machine gun and had never beat anyone up in the name of security. He never smoked the drugs he confiscated, nor did he get a cut of the property he seized. Times were quite different at the beginning of the century, kids.
Pete was a cop, yes, but unlike most cops, even back then, he wasn't a fucking dick. As a child, he hadn't been a bully, hall monitor, or tattletale, and despite these psychological red flags, had gotten into the academy anyway.
Pete honestly wanted to serve his community. Back then, you could still say 'community' without everybody cracking up. He wanted to actually protect and serve, and not protect and serve the fucking hell out of you, like our cops today.
Oh, sure, back then they had cops like we got now. Many, if not most, were cruel, evil bastards who sprouted wood watching weaklings squirm under the boot. But that was officially frowned upon. Police brutality was still prosecuted in those days, although those accused automatically got off or were given a slap on the wrist for show. Nowadays, of course, 'police brutality' is a redundant phrase.
Pete was genuinely a good guy. He really wanted to help and often did. One time he had found a toddler who had wandered out of his yard while his mother was having an anxiety attack in the bathroom after her boyfriend had dumped her. The poor little guy could have been easily run over by an energy drink truck or something. Turns out he was just a few houses down, playing in the yard of another family.
Pete was all over that case like dots on dice, solving it in short order and averting disaster. Triumphantly, he steered the little guy home to a life of moderate to severe neglect due to parental self-absorption. "Maybe he'll grow up to be tortured rock star," thought Pete wistfully as he delivered the boy back to his mother, who was pleading on the phone with Rick, her former boyfriend, to take her back.
"Pleeeeeaaase," she was begging into the phone as Pete climbed back into his police cruiser. "I'll suck your cock so good, baby."
Pete had done many things in his career of which he was proud. He had probably gotten more than a hundred drunk drivers off the road. He had personally convinced a drug-addled prostitute to go into rehab. He had prevented two armed robberies and had even administered CPR to a car crash victim, saving her life.
In the summer of 2018, Pete was working the Q1 Music Festival and quite enjoying himself. He liked working special events, finding them quite fun and varied, as opposed to patrolling in his cruiser, which could often be quite repetitive. He was on foot, keeping an eye on what had been deemed Zone 7, which was mainly the area of concessions and picnic tables, when a young woman ran up to him and asked for help.
"I was just in the bathroom," she said breathlessly, "and I'm pretty sure someone was spying on me."
from EOoN, Volume Two (The Port-A-Potty Peeper); release date December/January
changelikewind replied to your quote: Eats a mean pussy.
LMAO imagine a quiet dashboard and then bam...
LMAO imagine a quiet dashboard and then bam lol your words came out of no where funny as hell.
:)
I consider this the highest of compliments. Thank you!
"Eats a mean pussy."
- what I successfully prevented myself from putting in the 'special skills' section of this job application I'm filling out.
dancetinadance replied to your post: EXCERPT
I think this story freaked me out the most. I thought ...
I think this story freaked me out the most. I thought it would be the one with the neighbor who takes off all the "masks" …but no, this one. I want to know WHY!
Well, it's a freaky story. It freaks me out :)
#occupydenver Elects Leader: Shelby the Border Collie
In response to Denver Mayor Michael Hancock's insistence that Occupy Denver choose leadership to deal with City and State officials, and drawing inspiration from the notion that corporations are people, Occupy Denver's General Assembly has elected a leader: Shelby, a three year old Border Collie. "Shelby is closer to a person than any corporation: She can bleed, she can breed, and she can show emotion. Either Shelby is a person, or corporations aren't people," said a Shelby supporter at the time of her election.
Occupy Denver reserves the right to alter leadership status, but for now, Shelby exhibits heart, warmth, and an appreciation for the group over personal ambition that Occupy Denver members feel are sorely lacking in the leaders some of them have voted for on national, state, and local levels. Accordingly, Occupy Denver looks forward to communication with Mayor Hancock and Colorado Governor John Hickenlooper sometime this week to introduce their leadership.
Newly-elected leader Shelby will be leading this Saturday's Occupy Denver march against Corporate Personhood, and invites all other civic minded dogs (and their leash-holders) to join.
