I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas. My fingers are Santa's little helpers. My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments. I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn. Sisyphus, sweating uphill. Bukowski, scribbling away in rooming houses. A river always flowing. I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Anti-Media...
Okay...let's pretend that certain dumb TV programs, movies, music, etc. don't exist.
And once we nominate something, it actually WONT EXIST ANYMORE due to our combined magical powers.
It's that easy. So that the next time that you're bored or stoned off of your mind and watching a sitcom that you've always hated, or forced to see a movie that sucks or exposed to somebody else's crappy music - you can remember and say, hey - I forgot about Fat Free Milk Anti-Media! I'm NOT really watching, listening to this, etc.This is a figment of my imagination!
You can yell at it - I KILLED YOU! YOU'RE NOT REAL!!!
That's all it takes.
People don't count though, bitches...
I get to nominate one first...
Ummm...
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