Monthly Archives: July 2008

Shrubbery

Good morning you pozitoodinally crazed mutha effers.  To all you bastions of negativity I say

Ni!

Back off you negative Nellies or I will be forced to spank you with the largest shrubbery I can find.

Ha!

Try as you must, you will not win.  Nope, cuz I am pozitoodinal SuperNova, that’s right mr. jeff, I am a pozitoodinal Super-fucking-nova and I am going to shine bright until my light is finally extinguished.

SHINE, SHINE, SHINE, SHINE, SHINE, SHINE, SHINE, SHINE, SHINE

Hey EFENZ – months ago I took your advice and did something you told me to do and guess what…..

Yep, per the US  I am the proud owner of the phrase “Synaptic Provocateur.”

YEE FUCKING HA!

Or should I say Synaptic Provocateur ®

So, coming soon, look for the link for the Synaptic Provocateur store selling all things related to synaptic provocateur.  Come on, you knew all along it was all about the cake not the juice…..

I was chatting with a friend yesterday and we came up with a word I cannot find in the dictionary.  The word is newl.  We determined that it’s a combination of the words cool and newl.  Like say if you bought a new pair of shoes that were very cool – they’d be newl.

Not sure what that has to do with anything but I always think it’s important to share useless information.

Is it just me or were any of you rooting for Bertha to make a beeline right towards New England?  All day long yesterday I had the Grateful Dead tune Bertha in my head…..here are the lyrics so y’all can have it in your head today….cheers

I had a hard run, runnin’ from your window.
I was all night running, running, Lord I wonder if you care,
I had a run in, run around, and run down.
Run around the corner, corner, Lord run smack in to a tree.

I had to move, really had to move,
That’s why if you please, I am on my bendin’ knees,
Bertha don’t you come around here anymore.

Dressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea.
Try to see what’s goin’ down, try to read between the lines.
I had a feelin’ I was fallin’, fallin’, fallin’,
I turned around to see,
Heard a voice al callin’, Lord you was comin’ after me.

I had to move, really had to move,
That’s why if you please, I am on my bendin knees,
Bertha don’t you come around here anymore.

Ran into a rainstorm, I ducked back into a bar door.
It’s all night pourin’, pourin’, pourin’,
Lord but not a drop on me.
Test me, test me,
Test me, test me, test me,
Why don’t you arrest me?
Throw me in to the jailhouse,
Lord until the sun goes down, ’till it goes down.

I had to move, really had to move,
That’s why if you please, I am on my bendin’ knees,
Bertha don’t you come around here anymore.

I had to move, really had to move,
That’s why if you please, I am on my bendin’ knees,
Bertha don’t you come around here anymore.

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