whatever a title.
loosing a friend is something i do not want to do often.
i am sad i can no longer call you one. we all move on…
I still only wish the best for you.
i love you old friend
stay happy.
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you are one of my favorite people in the whole world. you know why? because i feel like a kid again when we hang out. you get just as excited as i am about everything. :) I love you.
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Rosemary Lemon Sandwich Cookies - summer delight
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i’m almost like a duck
I’m almost like a duck.
part one.
The room with naked baby jesus, three men, flying planes, brains, and megan hackenberg too. There is tons to be patched and painted…‘beavis and butt-head’ take up a few hours of our time on either side of three matches of Crash Racing.
Lots of talk of trim work and projector screens…butterflies are gone, three remain in between the two windows. I think pizza is next on the list, with carrots, apples, green peppers and raspberry vinagrette. mmm.mmm.mmm yum in the tum tum
“i got double averys”
“typing king!!!” 41 to 83…pfff lame-ass
hhahahahahhahha
ahhahahahhahaherrr keyboards and jelly beans.
part two.
“nuh-uh I left I left!!”
After getting plopped over the mound of trash in the living room, by mound i mean mound.
huge bass drum box
little tike basketball hoop
two helmet packages
boots
porter cable tool combo kit.
bang bang bang bang
boxes and boxes
boxes and boxes
are we going to watch “bb” or what?
“short hand…competition….some kind of typing lingo”
I can’t believe you left all of that tacky plastic on….lets fill it with green apple pop rocks with a pulsating light at the bottom….sprite and pop rocks”
jacob laughs at me. I’m still a fucking duck, asshole.
part three.
dancing the irish jig doo doo doood oooddooo
…..after making pizza along with apple and carrot salad.
pen stealing. and cats eating worm medicine.
“can they have cheeeese?”
no mam.
part four.
cuddles many many cuddles. only interrupted by cat piss in the art bin. God damn it Kilgore.
im all tore up im all tore up all tore up.
painnnnt painntt burrrgulauraaarrrrrrrr
burgers are gross. bleh!!
I think he likes to make fun of her.
omg. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh like kewl. I knew that.
M&M minies basketball in the living room…using the vents as hoops.
“uhhhhhhh i don’t know dude.”
“I know you’re not an idiot….what you are doing is just stupid.”
beavis and butt-head again.
that’s what we are being for halloween.
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wait…why couldn’t it be aliens?
I mean come on, if people can believe in a magical being in the sky (god) Then why can’t i think that aliens could exist and could have done such things…
I feel the need to rant for a moment so we’re just going to use that beautiful little calendar (Pretty sure it’s that, my Uncle has it tattooed - represent.) as a stand in example. You can put any really great non-european invention in place of that picture as you please.
This last winter, I took a class called Introduction to African Studies. I took it by a guy who founded the Association for Black Culture Centers (ABCC), a guy who’s proud to announce he was on the bad list of President Richard Nixon and frankly all around makes his living off of teaching Black Studies/African studies and specializes in this stuff.
The man was not a good teacher. Sure, he might be an expert in his field, but he was not good at teaching. And if you want to know how far the ABOVE rationale goes, it includes educated professors with PhDs. I lost all respect for him when he suggested that the Mexican/Central American and Egyptian pyramids could have been made by aliens and not all made by Africans. (Yes, he claimed that Africans found their way to the Mayan and Aztec empire regions long before they and the Olmecs started building things, and indeed, inspired their pyramids. Or even built them for them. Or were the same people.)
You see because there was a small chance that no African or American could’ve possibly built the pyramids and therefore, it was aliens.
Aliens.
I understand it’s hard to look at something as impressive as say, The Great Wall of China:
Something that can be seen from outer space, and say to yourself - Wow, a couple of regular Joes, or perhaps regular ‘Li’s made that - but I can assure you, it wasn’t aliens.
Really. And I don’t care if you’ve won the ‘Who’s Who in Black America’ award of recognition or if your PhD is from Harvard or Oxford, or Yale, or if you published a million papers in your field, or if people worship the ground you walk on, the second anyone tells you “Well, maybe aliens did it…” Your first response should be “If by aliens, you mean not-white people, then yes.”
Then you should tell them it’s horribly offensive to call people alien and that it erases any culture that is extraordinary and not white.
Because until an alien spaceship comes down to earth and the ambassador explains to me personally that yes, they did everything, and it wasn’t us humans, I will keep on believing that incredibly intricate concepts of non-european origin still happen to be human in origin.
That, my dear followers is how far the Eurocentrism rabbit hole goes. So far, that even professionals purport that there is a possibility that maybe their heritage didn’t do it, and instead it was some little green man with nothing better to do.
And that’s bullshit.
OH. SHIT.
Really. Really?
Maybe humans should just stop speaking altogether and should stop having opinions or hopes or any such thing. CLEARLY nothing can ever be said without it being taken offensively. Ever. No really, EVER.
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