If a silent radio show...plugged in...could you tell the difference?
I'm not a sorcerer/king from the old country. We just share a name.
More people need to get out of their fantasy land and get based in reality. Gentrification is raising the taxes on my mindcastle.
I spent a lot of time in Kansas. Now I can't escape. I left, but it's like the border stretches with you. It's an all encompassing entity/dimension that ate you and won't spit you out.
But I wear it well. It flatters my eyes.
I've got this bump on my leg...
Taking this moment for station identification.
People have hinted that I am depressed and see the bad side of things, and that perhaps I am paranoid and a bit of a hypochondriac.
I've also been told to grow up and take things seriously. I've been told I'm both cheap and frivolous.
That's why I only take advice from my hemorrhoid. When you have an unhealing, weeping wound for a year and a half, you listen to what it has to say.
My hemorrhoid says to recognize the good and the bad. To look both in the face, and laugh in a confusing, socially awkward manner.
My hemorrhoid is the bees knees.
Hey...let's say there are creatures from another "dimension" that inhabit our space. We don't see them. They hopefully don't see us. But we all count in a secret population total.
To drop population, we sync frequency at a point. The interdimensional monsters will see us.
To provide as diversion, elite people's force the have nots to take a shot that makes us smell and taste like BBQ to interdimensional monsters....or maybe we all smell and taste good and we can get a shot that makes us tasteless, invisible...unnoticed.
Surprise ending. It's an absurdist scifi comedy action thriller.
That's my quick pitch. Bruce Campbell type is the star.
Sequels? OF COURSE.
It is called
TO BE ....continued
When this is stolen, and it will be, I at least want some cash and a line saying it is based on the humor of Mark Burkenbine.
Those dirty predictable Sons a bitches.
I'm either doing my best or I have to read this after I come down from that cup of coffee I had three days ago. WOOOO
My whole life is nothing but net
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