Fourmicaland

Many moons ago when the crops had failed the city of Antundia, king Dacius the Serious trekked the world searching for vitalizing leaves, but never returned from his journeys leaving his city unprotected.

For the many more moons that followed, the village suffered famine and constant war with the Irrevocable Crimson Union. The I. C. U. as they would later be called captured Antundia and made it their capital city, calling it Mandible City to remind everyone that no one could escape the I.C.U.’s Evil Vice.

The Antundians were made to mine the green moss that grew on the sidewalk and construct protective chambers to expand the new capital, Mandible City.

Old Antundians never lost hope, for on one particular cold afternoon, when the morning dew had turned to ice and work had been doubled, an oracle predicted that Dacius would return from his journey to the Tree of No Return and rid the village of hardships it had endured for so many moons.

Moon, after moon, after moon, after moon passed and Dacius the Serious had not returned.

Antundians were starting to lose hope until word reached them from Dacius the Serious’ birth village Reveland, that none should worry, for in the land of tiny stone, a warrior would rise.

For my lovely Renee.

-M

rainy days

rain, rain, rain,
grey, grey, grey,
rain, rain, rain,
sun, sun, sun,
what a rainy day,
portland, portland, portland.

-M

lovebirds

There once was pigeon named Valentine,

Who loved a beautiful seagull named Jonah,

Jonah loved to fly,

All the other pigeons were envious of Valentine’s beautiful seagull,

They would stare into each others eyes for days, longing for the day when they could be together,

But then came along the Poopy Three,

They did not like Jonah,

The Poopy Three tried to intimidate Jonah,

Fearing for Valentines safety Jonah left for help

While Jonah was gone, the Poopy Three picked on poor defenseless Valentine

But Jonah returned,

And so did his friends,

But only one of the Poopy Three was scared,

And where was Valentine,

Jonah searched,

And Jonah's friends searched,

But none found Valentine,

And Jonah,

Well Jonah will always be Jonah.

-M

inspired by Noodle's Annabel Lee

Camerageddon

I am officially in love with my new camera. It took me about two weeks to embrace my new device. The camera has so many gadgets that I am salivating. I spent three hours yesterday on the tram traveling around town taking pictures, it was great! I took this camera for a spin sucka. I still have not tapped into all the functions. I foresee many hours of adventure and excitement.

I’m also working on a little surprise for all my friends. I wish I could tell you, but every once in a while they read my blogs and if I posted my next adventure it would ruin all the fun. Let me just say that it is going to take me a while to have it ready and I also have to wait for nice summer weather.

By the way, I wanted to also say, I miss my Baltimore buddies. HtesetH and Aicila when you comin’ home. Enough of that mushy crap, I’m tough.

The new Bloc Part is out today. I cheated and listened to it Friday and was shocked. They did a complete 180, totally kickin’ ass on a different level. I’m supposed to be getting a release from B tonight. The party is at our bloc now.

Did you say something?

-M

P.S. I posted new pictures, click on the fisheye link.

Listening to:

Swan Island

Rental Review:

Coming soon...WEEDS

my dear beloved tierra

Not for long if we keep going the way we are. I was tuning into the BBC early this morning and was given a fair amount of, "open your eyes buddy." They were interviewing scientist discussing Global Warming, apparently earth is warming up faster than early scientist had predicted. Granted we will be long gone by the time California is underwater. They predicted, at the rate earthlings are consuming natural resources the temperature of earth will be significantly changed by 2100ce causing millions to suffer. hummmm.



As a result of all this talk, I was wondering if I will have the longevity to see some of these catastrophes. Suddenly the pages from Issac Asimov, Phillip K. Dick and Ben Bova books started to flash before me. Will I and my loved one's get to experience some form of new world order? Will the computers start to take over and place us in check, we are in the twenty-first century... right. What would Stanley Kubrick do?



What ever happens, those BBC scientist put the fear of dead like a plant in me. I believe the time has come to build my bat cave. If I start building my underground fortress now, I should have it completed by 2050ce when I'm like seventy, or as old as the sea. Maybe Mr. Noodle can help with the designs for this elaborate underground "the plan" like dwelling. Everyone will be there it will be marvelous. and and and....



did you say something

-m



LISTENING TO:

Grandaddy