10 Most Mysterious Things Discovered by Archaeologists

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Nasal strips
SAM-E
Blackout curtains
A soft eye mask
Background noise

Charlie: "I'll have what he's having. Hemlock, is it?" Maverick: "Ice water."

Impressions

Jimmy Stewart

Goofy

Scooby Doo

Scrappy Doo?

Scooby Dum?

Shaggy

Casey Kasem

Lion-O

Panthro

Tigra

Snarf

Popeye

Bluto

Mickey Mouse

The Cowardly Lion

The Scarecrow

Jim Backus

Mr. Magoo

Barney Fife

Clarence Whorley

Drexel Spivey

Mr. Pink

Jack Kerouac

Allen Ginsberg

William Burroughs

Gandalf

Johnny Carson

Dean Martin

Jerry Lewis?

The Dark Crystal

Perry Como

Walter Winchell

Walter Cronkite

The Beatles

Johnny Depp

Animal

A goat

A bored bartender

A bored mixoligist

A bored waiter

Somebody from the faculty bored

Krusty the Clown

Moe from Moe’s Tavern

Hank Hill

Pee-Wee Herman

Cartman

Bullwinkle

Rocky

Mr. Burns.

Smithers

Carl Sagan

Guy Feirie

Tim Gunn

Negan

My Mom

My Dad

My Brother

The Proclaimers

Andrew Lincoln

JFK

RFK

Generic Lisp Guy

Gloomer Generic

Yogi

Boo Boo

Tape Face

Hector

-->

Mongo

and more to come!

“If you want to get warm you must stand near the fire: if you want to be wet you must get into the water."

"If you want joy, power, peace, eternal life, you must get close to, or even into, the thing that has them. They are not a sort of prize which God could, if He chose, hand out to anyone. They are a great fountain of energy and beauty spurting up at the very centre of reality. If you are close to it, the spray will wet you: if you are not,, you will remian dry. Once a man is united to God, how could he not live forever? Once a man is separated from God, what can he do but wither and die.”

C.S. Lewis

EXPLORATION 2017. THE FUTURE IS NOW.

“While there is life there is hope. I beg to assert...that as long as a man's heart beats, as long as a man's flesh quivers, I do not allow that a being gifted with thought and will can allow himself to despair.” 
― Jules Verne, Journey to the Center of the Earth

“Fish," he said softly, aloud, "I'll stay with you until I am dead.” ― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

I've had this thing for a long time. A long, long time. About/kinda/sorta for 14 years.

That"s a long time.

It's been a dumping ground. Like a playground.

It makes me cringe to read a lot of earlier posts/years.

But, it still stays.

This thing.

This blog does not display a particular verbosity or any amount of insight or intelligence to screen capture, forward, share or get naked to.

Yet, I'm here. Fat Free Milk is here. We're both still here. Older. Hopefully a tiny bit wiser, but still a beautiful mess. Like a dorm room. Like laundry. Like colors on your fingers, hands and arms after painting.

The thing about this beautiful mess is that it's something that I've created. It doesn't define me. It's not a reflection of what I can do, what I can write and not a fraction of my Dalai Lama/Unicorn hybrid soul that I can't properly show you because of my care for your little cocktail onion corneas.

I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE, KIDS.

I've been here. I guess I had no choice anyway. I always knew it. If I ever said that i was smart, I was young and stupid to say it when I did. I'm not going to say it now because if I say it now - it'll make me look dumb in the future.

I HAVE BEEN AROUND THE BLOCK, LOVE.

I own THE FUCKING BLOCK.  It's mine. MINE. I did it. Good or bad. I learned, I cried, I failed and I tried/just.now.rhymed.

I am 41 fucking years-young and can gut and filet this mortal coil better than you can.

I am 41 fucking years-old and need your help, love, hugs, encouragement and spirit.

I HAVE BEEN AROUND THE BLOCK, LOVE.

I want to be here.

I want to stay more, k?

K.

Me and this thing.

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.

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“Inner-freedom is less about feeling good and more about learning to develop a healthy and harmonious relationship with the variety of emotional states you're likely to occupy over the course of a lifetime.” 

― T.K. Coleman, Freedom Without Permission: How to Live Free in a World That Isn't

BB

Hi

Hello

Like You

Love You

Happy

Scared

Confident

Holy Crap

STOP

Holy Crap

DO THAT MORE

HEY

I Like You

Please Be Kind Because

I Want This To Continue

I Do

THIS

Yeah that

Just NOT ALL OF THAT OTHER CRAP

K?

K.

Love,
K.

Fat Free Milk LIKES...

Smoking when drinking

Tiny houses with genetically-engineered Cockroach/Mastiff front gate security guardians

ESB Han Solo googleplex

Cacti

JB2 Pulse speakers

Scrub Jays cackling in backyards

Tiny pin-wheel things placed in front yards

Nerd-themed, bad-odds Vegas slot machines

Coconuts, baby

Conditioned air

Honey Bees

Honking at people that you don't know when you're driving by

Your poetry book that I don't want to buy

My poetry book that you don't want either

Constellation mobile phone apps

Nephews that act like you even if you're a distant uncle

Cars that you get into that only play classical music. ALWAYS

Easily-forgivable-now-not-important-at-all-arguments

Stephen King

A microphone and an audience

Being able to make a fire better than you because, you suck at it.

Handshakes and high-fives

Spotify playlists

Making you laugh

Pickling and canning fruits and vegetables

Epsom salt baths

Earthquakes

Champagne

Batman

Making martinis

Scars with stories attached

Running on a treadmill

Bacon bought from a deli

Lavender

Fancy tie clips

Raccoons

Halloween

mod·i·cum

ˈmädəkəm/

Sometimes it takes a little bit of effort
to make things go far.

Fortune cookie tonight said......

"I can't believe you ate that."

THIS......

“One-quarter portion.”

What may be indigestible to you, may be a delicacy to others.

I BLACKED OUT TONIGHT

you were all crazy
mad
sick
gross and
wanting
eyes-crossed and
disappointing
your bright eyes
became baby ghosts
dying, shrinking and
vanishing in seconds
but it seemed to me
like eons
my time with you tonight
seemed so
so long
so damn long
I feel sorry for all of you
the lost flock tonight
but
when I see you again
when you see us again
I hope that our nights are much brighter
enveloped
shrouded
muchmuch better

If you can't be good by yourself

ZEN
LET'S
BE
AMAZING
TOGETHER

Things that I buy when drunk 02

Kylo Ren and Stimpy...

  That's all that I've got.

Thundercats (All 130 episodes at the same time) SLEEP WELL......

Fat Free Milk Recipe...

WWLloydDoblerDo

Tonight's date...
was
so-so
love and like is flimsy
micro
alpha
radio
and
gamma rays

You're great,
LOVE(s)
you really are
but not
Today
and not
Tomorrow

Things that I buy when drunk 01

Heterochromia iridum

My eyes are two different colors.

sorta
kinda
slightly
one used to be blue
one's dark brown
one's lighter

but through the years
the lighter eye is slowly overtaking the darker one
slightly
in tiny-slice-of-pie-pieces

so
I think
that before I die
that my eyes will be lightlight brown
before
my body's in the groundgroundground

and by then?
would I care?
and did you ever notice?
besides when the sun
would strike me
directly in my eye(s)?

So Much 2...

write about
and 2 little time
2night
let's not make this a habit
let's not make this a thing again
2night lets pledge or
at least
make a loose promise
2 write more about

what 1 wants
what EYE want
before everything goes away forever

before it's 2 late