Found in the Sloppy Wet AIDS Stained Corner of the Internets

The idea was Alex Danger's. We email each other weird, or funny ads from a certain online classified site because they make us laugh or cringe, or smirk. I recently sent him this gem found in the "erotic" section of said Interweb classified site reshaped into stanzas as it kind of read like a poem, and he said "blog". All of a sudden the reason for .com/post (a repository of recycled internets phenomena--that needs work so I will keep it in mind) was born. So here I go. Looks like I'm going to start posting weird ads, weird stories, and just random internet stuff (hopefully without becoming too much like anyone else who does the same thing) then wait and see what happens as it all churns and decomposes...Here's the first one.

Personal Ad

Had a hard day?

Or just passing through?

I will take you to another place and time old and gray.

...class all the way to trash...

out calls...

as you slam the door maybe...

donations are from $1.50 to $2.00.

it's all she is worth.

make your appointment now.

You can call me any time day or night ***-****...

My name is ANGEL.

My pic is a fake.

No text or private numbers or email.

I do it all, I don't care, I am a hoe.

Get a real job,

Angel give her a dime.

Maybe she will get a clue,

get a real job--fast food, phones whatever,

but look out all...

She is a fake

guaifenesin, and dextromethorphan

How can you have a cough suppressant and an expectorant in the same product (as in most over the counter cough syrup)?

seems to be contraindicatory, but I know the answer I just think its funny.

The point of this thing...

After discussing with a coworker my views that blogging is self ingratiating, and doesn't really serve a purpose, I've still decided to update this for the time being, but only for practice. Someday I may have something to say. As of yet I do not really have anything worth saying, to say...to say the least.

I don't think all blogs are horrible I read a few, but a journalist/blogger exists for a reason and serves a purpose, but he/she also adheres to journalistic principles and tries to publish news in a timely manner and cover topics...essentially they have more time than I care to spend, on repurposing other people's news stories, but that is okay they serve a great purpose. I may, from time to time, as I did with the most recent post about the Australian mining mayor, do the same thing, but other than that I promise to never post anything that I have self composed, because that is ridiculous.

I spent too much time listening to all the shitty things that shitty people wrote in shitty writing classes, and the only conclusion I could come to is that, as far as creative writing goes, very few people are good enough to read, or for that matter really have anything to say worth reading. Since I don't like to read, or listen to other people read their shitty ramblings how could I possible expect someone to read mine?

I realize that by publishing this rant I'm in fact expecting someone to read my shitty rambling, but since I've only ever told 3 people this exists then it is okay. Because it exists in a negative space on the world wide web. A parking lot if you will, a parking structure (props to Alex Danger). It exists as something you may pass without noticing, or even use to park your car, but do not pay attention to as a space itself. A compost of my thoughts. Maybe someday something will sprout that doesn't smell like shit.

Good on ya mate!

apparently the mayor of an Australian mining town, where there are 819 women, and over 21 thousand men, told an Aussie newspaper that "Beauty Disadvantaged" women should move to his town, as they would have great prospects (pardon the pun) in a town with that kind of sex ratio... http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/7567239.stm

I can't wait for this film to come out.

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6995538705520892225&q=watchmen+trailer&ei=2mGNSM-HJZTWqwOAytTQCA&hl=en

Imma startin a blog...

cause I might have stuff to say from time to time