There comes a point when it just kicks in " why do I have 400 friends? " I do a bunch of shows and what not, but still this artsy-fartsy crap is getting outta hand. Everybody is tossing up cute little qoutes ( mostly woman ) from this or that spiritual guru. If anything I feel most of these people are trying to build up their own self-esteem, you know?

So last night I decided to add my own little " thoughts " which I tagged Gandhis name at the end.

Here are a few :

1) " Drift through the crushed and grinded souls of pain and shower everyone with love..." - Gandhi

2) "...tonight I am saving the bacon grease and waxing my car with the love of a naked pig..." - Gandhi

3) " eat things which others are afraid of and never drive to a hospital in a U-Haul " - Gandhi

4) " Never pretend to be a greased watermelon on a super slide " - Gandhi


So what happens today? I got 38 responses about how bad ass Gandhi was with a few " that is so true, which book did you get that out of? ".

*laughing her arse off* Typhoon, you are too funny! I agree that Facebook does such. I still can't figure out why I get this "wall" which to me says I got a "room", but yet I can't decorate or paint the damn thing?!

"Never pretend to be a greased watermelon on a superslide"

Mahatmatyphoon your brilliance is the way to cosmic conciousness.

Facebook is 'so last century'..dude.. its all about Skype or Twitting or something, now.. Facebook is too slow or something.. folks got to talk fast, post fast, get answers before the questions are asked.. Myspace..lame...Hell.all that does is make my thumbs ache.. and the damn number/qwerty pad is so small I can't p5jch in thw wurds rite.

I feel like I got to put on a ratty sweater and my indoor shoes and sound like Mr. Rogers.

" Will you be my friend?"

I don't need to reconnect with guys I hated in school decades ago or have some guy try and sell me cemetery plots or car insurance under the guise of having known me before he found his calling...

that being said, my younger brother [ by 5 years], who never grew up, tried to recapture his youth by being kule and having a facebook account, was stalked by a girl from back in his high school days who claimed she had a crush on him in the day, and still had it bad for him, tracked him down that way.. Now they're an item and are engaged..

maybe a third marriage will work for him...

as for me.. all my friends are at the bar at the legion hall or play the same games as me or hang out at Milspot [ awwww. its okay to sniff over that.. Luv U gys! word ]

Rocketeer

With the exception of skype most others are idiotic. When I first got skype there were 1,000,000 million people. You could upload a horse through it. Now, it too is heading for the turtle mode. On facebook I too have friends from high school I never hung around. Now we are pals? As for Twitter it is nothing more than a fast chatroom with links to more BS.

Don't worry, Typhoon.. there's bound to be some new techie toy/system along soon enough to play with kids heads and make the geeks happy and the designers instant millionaires..

My cell phone contract is up end of November and the vultures are circling trying to sell me on the latest gadgety sh!t to make me 'au currant'

phones that do everything but frikin' ring and say hi..take photos, digi-vid, GPS, e-mail, twit, play movies [ like I want to watch Longest Day on a screen as big as my big toe ],cook breakfast..etc .etc..." app this you f#$kers!!

we're losing it...

I still use real film in my camera...safe, simple..

There have been more than 80 formats of videotape since the advent of commercial television and 90 % of those formats cannot be played today..I have an acquaintance who is a professional cinematographer. he has some of his work stored on 10 different formats and can't play half of them because the machines don't exist anymore...

yet, a properly stored negative master or B&W separation strips can be archived and reproduced easily enough.. DVD and Blue Rays of oldy tymey films copied from the old negs are still beautiful to view and are not subject to 'scatter' from digital corruption or other glitches.. and are easily transferable to any new format..

I'll wait until they can implant the stuff directly into my brain or keep everything critical backed up on stone tablets..

Sumerian Babylonian stuff is still around and 'readable' today, which is more than I can say for last months' phone e-bill....

Material things are worth a hill of beans to me. I got my little brother sending me the latest U2 crap with his BlackBerry or some shots of the Steelers ect. I buy these trend things and never use them, so off they go with somebody in this house. I just pay for it.

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The current cell phone ads make me want to....never buy another cell phone again. Oh the moronity! What if I want to use my cell phone to.....make a phone call? Do they still do that?

patoloco

We still have a landline that nobody picks up anymore. It's attached to the wall looking over the cotton fields I used to run through as a kid. The cells have the same number so when somebody calls that sucker sounds like a Freight Train coming through. I love that rusty old bastard! It's our best buddy when a clap of thunder kicks everything off. That thing and the gas oven have never let us down.

Nah, MySpace was last century. It got spammed out. Facebook is still alive and well. They're trying to make it have more privacy and safety features.

Twitter, on the other hand, is like your personal wall to tell people up to the minute what you're doing because you actually WANT stalkers.

I mean, where else can you use a blackberry and text something like:

@Typhoon44: I'm taking a dump right now!

WE ARE TOO COMPUTER DEPENDENT .... This is the proof that we have become too dependent on our computers.

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You can see shoes? when I look down there's this large hill in the way which I have to cantilever past to see my shoes...