i am your inverse
not saying much lately
are we?
Head Shot!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
And you thought it wouldn't get worse? 3.
As a testament to my ever changing, yet always dominant will, I have reinstated Walking in Shadows.
Don't ask questions.
I don't need to explain myself.
Villains rarely do.
But, I am no mere villain.
I am a force of nature.
Literally.
I'm charged by nature.. to save it.
Whaaaaat?
Villain.. saving?
It's been done.
Computer King saves the villain.. and has been for some time now.
I like that guy.
He's creepy.
He's megalomaniacal.
Only the best villains are.
So, if you've found yourself upon this page, questioning your sanity, listlessly scrolling through posts, trying to make sense of it all.. then you've already fallen victim to one of the classic blunders.
One, is obviously never get into a land-war with the US Border Patrol.
And two, never go against an incorporeal being when DEATH is on the line!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha h-*
Battle of Wits
Eat your heart out Wallace Shawn.
No, I mean it.
Eat it.
Don't ask questions.
I don't need to explain myself.
Villains rarely do.
But, I am no mere villain.
I am a force of nature.
Literally.
I'm charged by nature.. to save it.
Whaaaaat?
Villain.. saving?
It's been done.
Computer King saves the villain.. and has been for some time now.
I like that guy.
He's creepy.
He's megalomaniacal.
Only the best villains are.
So, if you've found yourself upon this page, questioning your sanity, listlessly scrolling through posts, trying to make sense of it all.. then you've already fallen victim to one of the classic blunders.
One, is obviously never get into a land-war with the US Border Patrol.
And two, never go against an incorporeal being when DEATH is on the line!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha h-*
Battle of Wits
Eat your heart out Wallace Shawn.
No, I mean it.
Eat it.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
5
My henchmen.
I love my henchmen.
I feel it necessary to divulge some information (again).
Every year (around this time), we (all my subordinates and I) gather to celebrate the anniversary of my death.
What?
It reminds me of the sacrifices that I have made (being murdered) in my effort to reclaim this planet once and for all. It allows us (my henchmen) to understand the path I have chosen (forced) to walk and the road they may (must) forge for themselves one day.
With recent events, it will be fitting.. We (my henchmen) will light the funeral pyres and cast those who sacrificed themselves for the cause. The USPS will no longer be able to wage open-war with my forces here in Mexico.
Blackhole: 26 completely dead, 7 mostly dead, 12 wounded, and 1 Howitzer. The completely dead are completely useless now; extremities mangled beyond repair. Some of them no longer have limbs. None listed among them can be scavenged. The mostly dead are going back into the Hench-pool and will serve once again under my banner.
Lord Malignance: I hope you didn't send any henchmen during the siege. If so, I apologize. They are completely dead now. Again. My bad.
Now for the US Border Patrol. But, I believe I have found a way around that as well.
Does anyone know the origin of Super-maa.a....er... uh, you know. Big blue tights, red cape.. spit curl (I guess that excludes you, you bare headed man-beast!)?
Once you have dialed that in.. are you seeing where I'm going with this?
The missiles are ready. My henchmen are ready.
Don't worry about them dying.. half of them are already dead.
Why can't I get 'It's Raining Men' out of my head all of a sudden?
Anywho, my 'Death Day' is close.. and the henches wanted to give me a present early.
Say goodbye, British Columbia.
And here's my gift to you.
I keep this just to remind me of what I lost.. and gained that fateful night.
Peace on earth.
And I mean.. that when all you humans are gone.. there will finally be peace.
Peace all over the world!
Heh. Peace.
Pieces.
Some over here.. some over there..
I love my henchmen.
I feel it necessary to divulge some information (again).
Every year (around this time), we (all my subordinates and I) gather to celebrate the anniversary of my death.
What?
It reminds me of the sacrifices that I have made (being murdered) in my effort to reclaim this planet once and for all. It allows us (my henchmen) to understand the path I have chosen (forced) to walk and the road they may (must) forge for themselves one day.
With recent events, it will be fitting.. We (my henchmen) will light the funeral pyres and cast those who sacrificed themselves for the cause. The USPS will no longer be able to wage open-war with my forces here in Mexico.
Blackhole: 26 completely dead, 7 mostly dead, 12 wounded, and 1 Howitzer. The completely dead are completely useless now; extremities mangled beyond repair. Some of them no longer have limbs. None listed among them can be scavenged. The mostly dead are going back into the Hench-pool and will serve once again under my banner.
Lord Malignance: I hope you didn't send any henchmen during the siege. If so, I apologize. They are completely dead now. Again. My bad.
Now for the US Border Patrol. But, I believe I have found a way around that as well.
Does anyone know the origin of Super-maa.a....er... uh, you know. Big blue tights, red cape.. spit curl (I guess that excludes you, you bare headed man-beast!)?
Once you have dialed that in.. are you seeing where I'm going with this?
The missiles are ready. My henchmen are ready.
Don't worry about them dying.. half of them are already dead.
Why can't I get 'It's Raining Men' out of my head all of a sudden?
Anywho, my 'Death Day' is close.. and the henches wanted to give me a present early.
Say goodbye, British Columbia.
And here's my gift to you.
I keep this just to remind me of what I lost.. and gained that fateful night.
And I mean.. that when all you humans are gone.. there will finally be peace.
Peace all over the world!
Heh. Peace.
Pieces.
Some over here.. some over there..
Sunday, January 30, 2011
6
No Unknown Callers, Crossfire?
Oh, good lord.. The excuse?
Who knows for sure.
I can speculate.
Come, walk with me while I speculate.
1. R.O.A.C.H.
I know that things are being planned. R.O.A.C.H. is always planning something. And they should be. You can't move forward if you stand still. They aren't just watchers. But, what did you think they were capable of? Hijacking your show? Please. It's a simple disconnect button.. isn't it? "Unknown Caller.. you are the weakest link.. goodbye."
2. Krampus
He got to you, didn't he, Crossfire? He gives me the willies. Not the I'm-so-afraid-of-him-I-shake willies.. the OMG-what-mother-would-let-this-crap-go-on-in-her-basement willies. You gave up some information he didn't want.. now he's on you.
3. Some one else
Threats. They have you changing your modes out of fear. What did they threaten you with? Someone said something was going to happen.. and you didn't want to be unable to defend yourself.. more like, be able to zero in on their location.
I'm sure there are some heroes out there who don't want their location revealed.
They were smart, CF. They never went public to be harassed by the rest of you RLSH-types. Good for them. To associate with madness is to contract it socially. They point one finger at I-believe-I'm-an-angel-sent-by-GOD.. they point the finger at all of you.
What do you do with Cancer?
Cut it out, lest it spread and infect the whole.
Not like anyone gives a shit what I say, not like anyone is really reading this.. but if you don't respect my choice to stay anonymous.. You disrespect me.
That's not very nice.
That's not very nice at all.
So, Superhero Academy.
Where Superheroes get schooled.
Oh, good lord.. The excuse?
Who knows for sure.
I can speculate.
Come, walk with me while I speculate.
1. R.O.A.C.H.
I know that things are being planned. R.O.A.C.H. is always planning something. And they should be. You can't move forward if you stand still. They aren't just watchers. But, what did you think they were capable of? Hijacking your show? Please. It's a simple disconnect button.. isn't it? "Unknown Caller.. you are the weakest link.. goodbye."
2. Krampus
He got to you, didn't he, Crossfire? He gives me the willies. Not the I'm-so-afraid-of-him-I-shake willies.. the OMG-what-mother-would-let-this-crap-go-on-in-her-basement willies. You gave up some information he didn't want.. now he's on you.
3. Some one else
Threats. They have you changing your modes out of fear. What did they threaten you with? Someone said something was going to happen.. and you didn't want to be unable to defend yourself.. more like, be able to zero in on their location.
I'm sure there are some heroes out there who don't want their location revealed.
They were smart, CF. They never went public to be harassed by the rest of you RLSH-types. Good for them. To associate with madness is to contract it socially. They point one finger at I-believe-I'm-an-angel-sent-by-GOD.. they point the finger at all of you.
What do you do with Cancer?
Cut it out, lest it spread and infect the whole.
Not like anyone gives a shit what I say, not like anyone is really reading this.. but if you don't respect my choice to stay anonymous.. You disrespect me.
That's not very nice.
That's not very nice at all.
So, Superhero Academy.
Where Superheroes get schooled.
Friday, January 28, 2011
7
Today is a day of celebration at the compound.
There are many things going on that I cannot divulge, but, what I can say is that there is several parties in the upper levels to make the phrase 'raising the roof' a necessity.
We're literally running out of room.
Apparently today is Henchman Appreciation day at Los Sauces. I completely neglected to get my lessers a proper appreciation gift.
I know what some people are thinking.. Henchmen? Appreciation?
But, you know what? You can't run a successful organization without loyal and comfortable (complacent) henchmen. Or employees if you prefer to monetarily compensate them.
Talk around the water cooler is that there is something going on.
To tell the truth, something definitely is going on.
My henchmen are valuable to me. Every single one of them.
Bumbling as they are, they are my henchmen.
Not yours, mine.
Of course I have a tendency to be biased.
They are my henchmen.
I treat them well, they reciprocate.
Just because I despise, loathe, contemplate the eradication of, actually succeed in thinning portions of humanity, doesn't mean I can't sympathize or empathize with some of them.
So, yeah.
My henchmen.
Salutations! Good work! Keep it up!
Follow me.. in the end of it all.. we know we are fighting the good fight.
That's right.
I said it.
The good fight.
Does no one remember me telling you that evil is in the eye of the beholder?
*laughs*
Seriously?
I am saving this planet. I seek its repair.
I'm not going to grow my hair out and team up with Treesong..
But this planet is my home.
For now.
Humans are its enemy.
So call me 'villain'.
Call me 'evil'.
You humans better wise up.
Snatch back your brain zombie. Snatch it back and hold it.
Oh, I'm trying to square up with the locals and their reluctance to digitally record any ceremonies. If I can hold to my position, pray that I appease the right gods, and hope that improbability is on my side.. I'll show you something you will never forget.
The world is vast.. and though this seems chaotic.. try to hold what I have been saying.
If you read this, see this as me talking to you like it's real.
To me, it is.
I come to you like you don't expect; like a friend.
Like yourself.
I talk to you like this not just because I can, but because I want to.
Either get with the program, or get deleted.
There are many things going on that I cannot divulge, but, what I can say is that there is several parties in the upper levels to make the phrase 'raising the roof' a necessity.
We're literally running out of room.
Apparently today is Henchman Appreciation day at Los Sauces. I completely neglected to get my lessers a proper appreciation gift.
I know what some people are thinking.. Henchmen? Appreciation?
But, you know what? You can't run a successful organization without loyal and comfortable (complacent) henchmen. Or employees if you prefer to monetarily compensate them.
Talk around the water cooler is that there is something going on.
To tell the truth, something definitely is going on.
My henchmen are valuable to me. Every single one of them.
Bumbling as they are, they are my henchmen.
Not yours, mine.
Of course I have a tendency to be biased.
They are my henchmen.
I treat them well, they reciprocate.
Just because I despise, loathe, contemplate the eradication of, actually succeed in thinning portions of humanity, doesn't mean I can't sympathize or empathize with some of them.
So, yeah.
My henchmen.
Salutations! Good work! Keep it up!
Follow me.. in the end of it all.. we know we are fighting the good fight.
That's right.
I said it.
The good fight.
Does no one remember me telling you that evil is in the eye of the beholder?
*laughs*
Seriously?
I am saving this planet. I seek its repair.
I'm not going to grow my hair out and team up with Treesong..
But this planet is my home.
For now.
Humans are its enemy.
So call me 'villain'.
Call me 'evil'.
You humans better wise up.
Snatch back your brain zombie. Snatch it back and hold it.
Oh, I'm trying to square up with the locals and their reluctance to digitally record any ceremonies. If I can hold to my position, pray that I appease the right gods, and hope that improbability is on my side.. I'll show you something you will never forget.
The world is vast.. and though this seems chaotic.. try to hold what I have been saying.
If you read this, see this as me talking to you like it's real.
To me, it is.
I come to you like you don't expect; like a friend.
Like yourself.
I talk to you like this not just because I can, but because I want to.
Either get with the program, or get deleted.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Countdown? What countdown? Oh yeah. 9.
Okay, so like anyone cares what I've been up to lately.. I'm going to tell you anyways.
So, at first, this 'land-war' with the US Border Patrol was really grating on my nerves. I gave the orders to seal up the compound and had to turn away several attempts by loyal henchmen to regain access.
They will be missed.
You would think that being, ya know, incorporeal, would have it's advantages. But, I guess the one disadvantage is that you can't be properly searched in any capacity.
It also helps to have Diplomatic Immunity.
As a representative of a SOVEREIGN nation there is little to be done against it.
Except repel my minions at the border.
Did I just reveal too much information?
Nah.
No one is listening anyways.
So, yeah, I'm having trouble getting this 'World Tour' up and running. There is a question of whether 2011's budget is going to bottom out or not. There's this overhead cost of 32k I can't seem to shake. A large bus, fuel, a driver (actually 4 drivers to push through the nights), food, and several cases of NATO rounds to start.. The fortunate (unfortunate) among you may have to wait until 2012.
Hmm. Rather ominous now that I think about it.
I can't wait really. I know I haven't said much to the internetweblogerverse(?), but it's true. I'm seriously excited. It's been a decade since my last 'road trip' and I'm due for another. I didn't want to reveal too much about it, but, since we have some time, I guess I can let one cat out of the bag.
I do want to visit San Diego, CA. And Denver, CO. And Seattle, WA.. just to name a few. I name these cities (believe me, there are more), because of the folks who reside there.
Yes, this means you.
And yes, this also means the rest of you.
There is nothing wrong with me. I'm not a stalker. I mean, I can be, if need be. Or want dictates.. or necessity (wait, said that). I wanted to reach out to my fellows.. and others.. to make an impact.
And impact.
I digress.
You see.. actually, you don't see. There is so much that goes on that you don't know about.
Phone conversations, web chats, meetings, delegations.. blah, blah, blah. I'm sure you all have your hands (or plungers) full everyday. Busy.
But there is no reason I should feel so lonely. 22 challenges me everyday to some strange new Aztec or Babylonian wrestling match.. But, aside from my own organization, I seek the company of.. you guessed it:
Like Minded Individuals.
So, yeah, I yearn for community. Do I have to squeeze my way into blogsquawk radio and do a show??
Is that why you called me 'tiny', you eyelid-lacking bastard? It's because no one cares, isn't it? They just don't care! They are wrapped up in their own lives and couldn't give two shits about me or anything! AAHH! I just want to crawl under a rock and die!
lol
Note: I hope any who read this can see what I have been trying to accomplish. I want to reach out to you like someone I know. I want to speak comfortably with you, no matter how harsh my words may be in your ears and mind. This is who I am. You will either respect me for it..
Or not.
But, I'm 'talking' to you like I would anyone else. Actually, I'm talking to you like I would my friends. If I really didn't like you (are you HUMAN? because I hate humans), I would coat on the sugar.
'Oh yes'm, I most certainly would like to take your order.'
'Thank you so much for shopping with us today, please come again!'
'May I see your license and registration.. please?'
Oh, and habitual mockery is an indicator of possible depression.
Go figure.
Changing subjects for a moment..to end this bugger.
WHAT THE F--??!?
I disconnect the hard lines for all of a few days and when I return, there are 'villains' dipping out left and right? Seriously?!? WTF? Okay, I know we have busy, busy lives. But, I see a post that says 'Greatest Thing I Have Ever Been Involved With' then 'POOF!'
I'm confused.
Let me just nip this. I find it odd that some among us have been thinking these things.
Why? Because I found myself contemplating something similar.
Now, I was just proposing a trip to the future.. which could be perceived as 'below radar' or even 'quitting', but hey, we all play that game with.. well, alot of things. You don't like a game, don't bother smashing your Sega Genesis to pieces, just stop playing.
Even if Goro keeps cheating.
So, at first, this 'land-war' with the US Border Patrol was really grating on my nerves. I gave the orders to seal up the compound and had to turn away several attempts by loyal henchmen to regain access.
They will be missed.
You would think that being, ya know, incorporeal, would have it's advantages. But, I guess the one disadvantage is that you can't be properly searched in any capacity.
It also helps to have Diplomatic Immunity.
As a representative of a SOVEREIGN nation there is little to be done against it.
Except repel my minions at the border.
Did I just reveal too much information?
Nah.
No one is listening anyways.
So, yeah, I'm having trouble getting this 'World Tour' up and running. There is a question of whether 2011's budget is going to bottom out or not. There's this overhead cost of 32k I can't seem to shake. A large bus, fuel, a driver (actually 4 drivers to push through the nights), food, and several cases of NATO rounds to start.. The fortunate (unfortunate) among you may have to wait until 2012.
Hmm. Rather ominous now that I think about it.
I can't wait really. I know I haven't said much to the internetweblogerverse(?), but it's true. I'm seriously excited. It's been a decade since my last 'road trip' and I'm due for another. I didn't want to reveal too much about it, but, since we have some time, I guess I can let one cat out of the bag.
I do want to visit San Diego, CA. And Denver, CO. And Seattle, WA.. just to name a few. I name these cities (believe me, there are more), because of the folks who reside there.
Yes, this means you.
And yes, this also means the rest of you.
There is nothing wrong with me. I'm not a stalker. I mean, I can be, if need be. Or want dictates.. or necessity (wait, said that). I wanted to reach out to my fellows.. and others.. to make an impact.
And impact.
I digress.
You see.. actually, you don't see. There is so much that goes on that you don't know about.
Phone conversations, web chats, meetings, delegations.. blah, blah, blah. I'm sure you all have your hands (or plungers) full everyday. Busy.
But there is no reason I should feel so lonely. 22 challenges me everyday to some strange new Aztec or Babylonian wrestling match.. But, aside from my own organization, I seek the company of.. you guessed it:
Like Minded Individuals.
So, yeah, I yearn for community. Do I have to squeeze my way into blogsquawk radio and do a show??
Is that why you called me 'tiny', you eyelid-lacking bastard? It's because no one cares, isn't it? They just don't care! They are wrapped up in their own lives and couldn't give two shits about me or anything! AAHH! I just want to crawl under a rock and die!
lol
Note: I hope any who read this can see what I have been trying to accomplish. I want to reach out to you like someone I know. I want to speak comfortably with you, no matter how harsh my words may be in your ears and mind. This is who I am. You will either respect me for it..
Or not.
But, I'm 'talking' to you like I would anyone else. Actually, I'm talking to you like I would my friends. If I really didn't like you (are you HUMAN? because I hate humans), I would coat on the sugar.
'Oh yes'm, I most certainly would like to take your order.'
'Thank you so much for shopping with us today, please come again!'
'May I see your license and registration.. please?'
Oh, and habitual mockery is an indicator of possible depression.
Go figure.
Changing subjects for a moment..to end this bugger.
WHAT THE F--??!?
I disconnect the hard lines for all of a few days and when I return, there are 'villains' dipping out left and right? Seriously?!? WTF? Okay, I know we have busy, busy lives. But, I see a post that says 'Greatest Thing I Have Ever Been Involved With' then 'POOF!'
I'm confused.
Let me just nip this. I find it odd that some among us have been thinking these things.
Why? Because I found myself contemplating something similar.
Now, I was just proposing a trip to the future.. which could be perceived as 'below radar' or even 'quitting', but hey, we all play that game with.. well, alot of things. You don't like a game, don't bother smashing your Sega Genesis to pieces, just stop playing.
Even if Goro keeps cheating.
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