Another overheard quote:

"Did your boobs just fart?"

I LOVE SANDMAN!

I think I am allowed to say that, I don't have any allegiance... yet.  But anyway, I was Fluther.com today and one of my favorite friends came back for a visit and her name is Delirium based on The Sandman's Character.  So I added my two cents to the mix with this little blurb\rant:

My muse is of the utmost majesty. I listen only to Despair, for her wonderful hook finds its way into my side everyday. Its sting is like a blanket, a shawl of twisted love.
Or is it perhaps Desire that I follow? For if there were not desire to suffer, I would have no muse, but then, as it is said, all things come from Dream, for to want is to dream, so then I must conclude that my muse is only but The Lord Shaper, Himself:
Morpheus.

I LOVE SANDMAN!

In order of Comic's I am addicted too:

1) 2) 3) and 4) Nausicaä Of The Valley Of The Wind

5) Transmetropolitan 

6) The Sandman and anything that involves The Sandman world.

I have discovered something.

I have been trying to find inspiration for the novel.  So I have turned on the TV and the first thing to pop on screen was Ben 10.  I watched an episode and realized something:

When the novels are finished and so are the movie(s) I am going to write children's TV shows.  Why?  Because it is ridiculously easy.  American cartoons are far to fluffy.  I'm not saying that is a bad thing, but in my option they are not showing how smart you actually have to be to be a "hero."

For example, in this episode, what I can only describe as a half-mech half-illithid, attacked the boy named Ben.  He used his watch thingie to change into a "hero" and saved his father, after his house was UTTERLY decimated.  They then move into the center of the city were all hell brakes lose and a bunch of people are shot... at... none of the precision bullets fired from the percision weapons hit anyone, except this one guy who I think got shot, then flew into the air like a bad video game.  Well Ben and  and his family take some super guns and kill the flying robots, really, really, easy.  Then the Mech-Squid shows up and, standing in plain-sight starts to monolog (although in his defense he is invincible and can't be killed, but I didn't know that at this point) Well, long story short, the kids stand around and let him monolog, not even pointing the guns at him.  So after he is done a girl comes in and blows up the corner of the building he is on with her super powers and he falls into some ruble.  No one bothers rushing over and OPENING FIRE ON THE RUBBLE!  For gods sake, I don't care that no one can die but the bad guy, but come on!  Point the damn gun at him and start shooting.  He is there to F***ING KILL YOU!?!? SHOT HIM FIRST!

That is why I love anime.  Sure a lot of it is hilariously over the top, but at least in the more "adult" cartoons, people don't stand around like idiots.

I mean "adult" as in more mature hero's like Full Metal Alchemist not Shin-Chan.

My LOL!

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Fear the CURSE!

Fear the curse of the Dark Knight! And people who believe something like a movie and kill people!  Are we going to be blamed when the world ends?  I guess only if Fiend's kill everyone.

Numerous media outlets are citing Morgan Freeman’s car accident as just the latest result of the Dark Knight Curse, which also claimed the life of Heath Ledger earlier this year, killed a stuntman during production, and caused Christian Bale to assault his mother.

While I won’t for a second argue that these four events were anything but the magical result of a movie being made, I haven’t read one single article detailing the far more disturbing Citizen KaneCurse, an even more ominous cloud of supernatural negativity brought into existence by the 1941 cinema classic.

Consider the following events:

– Kane director and star Orson Welles died of a myocardial infarction at his home in Hollywood on October 10, 1985 at the age of 70.

– Joseph Cotton, who played Kane’s friend Leland, contracted throat cancer and died of complications on February 6, 1994 at the age of 88.

– Everett Sloane, who played Kane’s associate Bernstein, committed suicide in 1965 at age 55 after contracting glaucoma.

– William Allend, who played the reporter, died from heart disease in 1997 at the age of 81. More like CURSE disease.

– Ruth Warrick, who played Kane’s first wife, died of complications related to pneumonia in 2005 at age 88. (CUUUURRSEE!!!)

– Actor Yul Brynner died on the EXACT SAME DAY as Orson Welles. I’m sure he saw Citizen Kane at some point.

– Citizen Kane was released on May 1st, 1941; Germany invaded the Soviet Union on June 22, 1941, less than TWO MONTHS later. Then World War II happened, which was awful.

– The theme of the film — youthful idealism corrupted by wealth and ego — remains TO THIS DAY a crippling moral force in society.

There you have it. EVERY SINGLE CAST MEMBER from the 67-year-old film is now deceased. But I’m sure it was aaaaaalllll a bunch of coincidences.

Dark Knight Curse. Psh.

I return. I think?

I do not feel compelled at this time to write anything here.  Why?  No one reads it... Yet.  When I start to see people reading and\or commenting on my Blog, then I will be more inclined to update it.  Although I must say as I get closer to finishing the manuscript I will probably be compelled (read: forced) to update this thing every few _hours_ by my co-author.  Till then, I suppose I will _attempt_ to stay up to date, but seeing as I and my co-author are the only ones to see this at the moment, what is the point?  She already knows what is going threw my head.

Here is currently what is going threw my head:

Will this thing ever get done?  It's been to long to write the first Novel, how the hell are we going to do six more?

Quote More Time Now.

"It will totaly blind you in the butt!" --E. Peterson.

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Nother Quote

Said in a baddly acted French accent, "Cause and Effect. You ate to many flowers, now you need to poop. Cause and effect."

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A saying by me:

"What does it mean when you watch your muse jump out a window when you ask for ideas?"

"Your an asshole?"

"Oh."

Proof, that stuff is awesome.

LOL, science is AWESOME!

So I am siting at home, watching TV, when this program called NextWorld.  It is one of those "here are all the things that we think will change the world, but they really won't for hundreds of years, if ever," shows.  Still pretty interesting though.  Anyway, one of the individuals they are interviewing stated, and I quote, "Imagine taking a pill every day, maybe not even that often, to prevent the diseases of age."

He was talking about the "Kill Switch" idea, stating that our genes actually tell us when to start to die.  Anyway, if you want to know more, just watch the show, but I just find it funny, whether he was joking or not, that there are, in fact, people that believe aging IS a disease.  So all you super models, FEAR NOT! The cure for your face is on the way!

PS, according to these scientists, Red Wine will make you live longer, so... DRINK MORE!

Recipe for writing a novel.

1 cup of music;

2 tons of meat and flesh, congealed into the form of humans;

10 pounds of brain matter, tenderized;

1 car load of night time;

a full moon;

an bakers dozen of sleep depravation;

1 laptop;

a "fire hazard" worth of candles;

and sode-pop;

Insert the two tons of human flesh blobs into the the music, mixed with the bakers dozen of sleep depravation and the full moon.  Bake for 2 to 3 hours, then insert candles, laptop, and a night I won't soon forget (not in a sexual way but an awesome, 'OMG!' kind of way.)

Result; Awesome.

For once, in a very, very, VERY, long time, I am happy again.  But, always is it tainted with what I am, who I am, and what I have done.

I Return!

So, I was forcably pulled from my Galaxy by my co-auther and we took her daughter to her first mall playpen. She had fun, and I realized how tragic life really is. Our children's social interactions never change, they my be minitly altered, by they never change. The old shun the young, the shy remain shy, and the violent ones remain violent.

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Spore

I have Spore. Consider me M. I. A.

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Test

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A small, insignificant hint at the novel.

"Soul is a wonderful, beautiful, drug." --Jett

OMG! MythBusters=NewGod

More Quote.

"Do you suffer from BPS, if so, call 1-800-JET-OWNS" E. Peterson\David.

Want to know what it feels like to get a work of fiction published?

Writing the book is easy, ya, but getting it out on the shelf is as painful as attaching a Guinea Pig directly to your scrotum, then force feeding it bananas laced with PCP, mixed with the pure distilled essence of evil and hate of a wolverine in heat, then subjecting the Guinea Pig to a strip-dance given by a shaved monkey that was crossbred with the fruit of the ugly tree.

More Violent Quotes!

"Well, if you eat 1000 calories of Jesus, I expect you would be, in fact, violently ill" -Spaghetti Monster.

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Babies first blog.

"mm,,,,,,         nnnnnm                                nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn  n              -nnnnnnnnnnnn     n nnnnnnnnnhn                i love mmommy ,,," -tanbbny

More Quote.

"Your face is Sucky!" - E. Peterson.

Quote From That 70 Show

"You are never to old to burn to death in a fire." -Red

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My Favorite Part About Cats.

I just had a thought. I normally hate cats, but I just realized that I like them for one reason. I like petting them, but the best part is their tail. If they don't have a tail, I don't care.

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Spore Creatures.

I just thought I would let the world see the Spore's I have created.

Yet another quote!

"I am the Gay Jesus."-T. T. Davidson.

Person With Other iPhone.

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Why Colorado Sucks.

It's August 30th and the leaves on the trees are already turning. That means but the middle of September it will be winter. Which means another Hallows-Eve in snow!! Ya! /wrist.

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Puppy Of Sorrow

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Why Colorado Sucks.

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"I'm going to "F***" you normal."-T. T. Davidson

I want to write...

So I want to write, if not more on the script, then something here in the blog, however I can't think of anything to write.  So, rather then start ranting in the middle of my script, I decided to come here and just start typing, about anything that happens to fall out of my fingers and into the computer.

Wow, I just realized how much faster I can write with the MacBook Air I have, then with any other computer I use.  That is sweet.  I am just glad I have it back.  I dung-gone-"F"ed this thing up good, along with a blessed plague upon my person.  I am blown away about how stable the Mac was, I could have probably continued using it until it literally blown the "F" up.  But I chose to let Mac fix it, seeing as it was still under their awesome, "you brake it, we fix it" coverage.  I feel so violated, seeing as I have always done my own computer repairs.  I suppose I could have done it myself, but seeing as if something goes catastrophic on here, I want to be able to fix it.

I am a control freak like that.  I like being in absolute control and I believe the worst punishment for me would be any situation where I have absolutely no power.  I suppose that is why I hate what I am, who I am, and what I feel.  Because when I feel, and when I think, and when I try to go out and live, I always lose control.  I can't stand it, I hate it, and it drives me very crazy to know that is happening to me.  I wish I could get my mind in order, but seeing as I am pretty sure I have Split-Personality or EXTREM Bio-Polar Syndrome it is going to take a long time, if ever, to fix and\or organize.  Unless the machine in "Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind" is real.  In which case, if someone could give me a business card and a number to call to make an appointment, that would be fantastic.

Told ya we where screwed.

So the way I see it, having destroyed the world before, I choose something more flashy this time around, because explosions are cool.  The way I see it, we are damned if we do, damned if we don't because something is going to make us do, even if we don't want to do.

Proof:

Toxoplasma Gondii Parasite Mind Control - How could a tiny parasite influence the behavior of an entire organism?

See? aren't you glad I went with something more flashy, with more hot guys blowing shit right-the-f up, oh and hot girls too, can't forget them. I have to admit, the above article would make for a much more realistic and even more terrifying novel, but like I said, I like explosions and hot guys causing those explosions. Not a cell that eats a neuron, then makes you attracted to cats.

Scratch that last post...

I actually have 3 pleasures, the third being bananas; "the perfect driving food." -Dexter

My Guilty Pleasures

I have two legal, guilty pleasures: pickels and Gummie Bars. Both are fatal if injested by me due to the fact that I usually eat the entire bag or the entire bottle, then drink the brine. I am sick and I like pain.

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I Have Found My Gift!!!

I know my gift! Every piece of technology I touch I brake! And when I say brake, I mean shit unlike anything you, or the people who have designed and built the technology, has ever seen!
I am awesome gifted!
/wrist.

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Curse=Blessing?

I have just wondered something to myself.  Do you believe that every curse also comes with a blessing?  For example, The Curse of the Mayan Treasure from Pirates of The Caribbean cursed those who stole from the Mayan's an eternal pain.  Though they may be immortal and invulnerable, they could never slate their lust for food or for the pleasures of the flesh.  They could do what ever they wanted with no penalty, only the eternal pain.

That is what I mean when I say I believe every curse has a blessing laying somewhere within it.  So my question is, what is my blessing?

I have everything I care about taken from me and decimated before my broken, fractured mind.  I thought I could be a writer and I was wrong, I thought I could be a Photographer and I was wrong... and I thought I could be a lover, a soulmate... and I was WRONG.

I destroy everything I care about, that is my curse, so what is my blessing?  Do I even have one? Or is the nature of my curse enough to destroy that ever so precious gift?  Or perhaps I am not meant to know what it is, for if I were ever to know, I would destroy it.  But then, the question is, will I ever be allowed to have this gift?  Will I ever be allowed to use it, or is it so subtle that it really does not matter and thus, I will never know what it is?

Perhaps I am wrong, perhaps there are some curses so fiendish that they cannot offer any blessing, any gifts... They are simply so evil or so simple, they destroy and decimate.

Or perhaps my curse is, in fact, my gift and blessing.  Maybe my purpose on this planet is to be the chaos and the wrench that fujunks up the entire system.

Perhaps I am Chaos and Calamity.  I am Death and Undeath.  I am The End and The Final.  I am never a Beginning and I am never a Hope.  I am the Faith That Dies In Your Soul and The Pain That Lives In Your Hart.  I am Burning and I am Burying.  I Rape Happy and Murder Joy.  I Destroy Normality and I Create Unease.

I am The Fear of Truth

I am The Proof of Reality

I am The Honesty of Shadows

And I am forever The Chaos of Order and Law.

I am That Nothing.

Just A Test To See If It Works.

Just trying a new app on my iPhone to post mobile to my blog.

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a quote from my brain!

"Soon is forever to an eternity."

This is my Beginning for The End.

Here within... or perhaps, here... above... below?  Oh wait! I know!

Here with-on this blog I shall rant on all aspects of my life... from the processes of being a writer... or rather "creative suggestive engineer" to the aspects of being a photographer with little to no talent, but more within my head then the world could ever hold.  I shall rant of the joys of being a screen writer and in time, hopefully, a director. That is, when I am not cutting myself deep in the abdomen, in a desperate attempt at realizing that though I bleed, I can not die, for my co-writer would steal my soul and entomb it within a pickle bottle.

I have bipolar syndrome, split personality, and I am pretty sure I am part crazy, at least one of the personalities is a nut job.  So at any moment I may snap and write something completely uncharacteristic, however I see a problem with that statement... If I have split persona, then is it still uncharacteristic to write something that still comes from my mind?  Which character is the normal and which is the false?  Keep reading and who knows, we both might find out.

So I suppose, in summery, I am living proof that all great artists hate themselves and are absolutely bat-shit, nuts in a basket, jump off a bridge, play in traffic, crazy, and apparently self-centered and narcissistic.

"And, here... we... go."

      ---Joker---