Friday night I finally got around to wearing my new SBSC shirt. It was a hit. A number of people asked me about. They wanted to know what the SBSC is and if they could get a shirt as well. That is the good news, the shirt is a success.
Here is for the bad news. I have become an elitist. I do not want to see non-SBSC memembers sporting the new design. This is kind of a dick attitude, but I feel that I have earned these stripes. These fuckers just want to fake it because it is funny. My life has been a mess for the 30 years of my existence and the SBSC gives me some sort of comfort that I am not alone.
I apologize to SBN1 for potentially turning money away, but I cannot sell out.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Now Let Us Praise These Limber Women
Last night I got to thinking about the pseudo-symbiotic relationship that exists between those of our ilk and the pole-dancing practitioners that mesmerize us (and magically extract the money from our billfolds) at gentlemen's clubs.
As I realised exactly what and where I'd be without them, the wearied and hungry look that normally adorns my face was temporarily replaced by a calm smile and countenance that conveyed quiet contentment and relief.
As I realised exactly what and where I'd be without them, the wearied and hungry look that normally adorns my face was temporarily replaced by a calm smile and countenance that conveyed quiet contentment and relief.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
The Semi-Feral American Bachelor: An Introduction
In chapter thirteen of her groundbreaking 2002 work, BACHELORS OF NORTH AMERICA, sociologist and behaviourist K. Leopold describes a rare and fascinating subspecies known as the Semi-Feral American Bachelor:
"Originally thought to be nothing more than a folk legend (see early colonial and antebellum legends re: "The Ghost Drunkard of Clarksville" and "The Weeping Shadow of Pulaski County", or indigenous american and first nations oral histories based on "The Lost Man of the Plains") or lesser known cryptid (The Drunken Pygmy Sasquatch), the Semi-Feral American Bachelor's existence was finally proven in early 2001, after repeated sightings and confirmed contact. This initial discovery quickly lead to prolonged observation and surveillance of the specimens in their natural state. Now fully-convinced of their authenticity, we petitioned the scientific community to classify the subjects accordingly. After much deliberation and debate over nomenclature, these "lost men" would eventually come to be known as Semi-Feral American Bachelors. Described as such not only for their current detachment from suitable mates but also from society and convention."
Next: Physical Characteristics and Temperament of the SFAB.
"Originally thought to be nothing more than a folk legend (see early colonial and antebellum legends re: "The Ghost Drunkard of Clarksville" and "The Weeping Shadow of Pulaski County", or indigenous american and first nations oral histories based on "The Lost Man of the Plains") or lesser known cryptid (The Drunken Pygmy Sasquatch), the Semi-Feral American Bachelor's existence was finally proven in early 2001, after repeated sightings and confirmed contact. This initial discovery quickly lead to prolonged observation and surveillance of the specimens in their natural state. Now fully-convinced of their authenticity, we petitioned the scientific community to classify the subjects accordingly. After much deliberation and debate over nomenclature, these "lost men" would eventually come to be known as Semi-Feral American Bachelors. Described as such not only for their current detachment from suitable mates but also from society and convention."
Next: Physical Characteristics and Temperament of the SFAB.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
You Stole the Love Right Out of My Heart
Well boys, shit's gone back to fucking up for me. Rock out and have a good weekend.
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