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this post is dedicated to a magnificent feline fudge and i - and at one time mr pazzolrama too - have been so lucky to room with the glory of, mr. GDub aka  Georgie, aka lots of other names. right now he is with fudge admiring his brand spankin new Ibanez (fudge's that is, not george's, though george does sorta do this irritating yodelling thing at night. it's not very pleasant. in fact, it's rather horrendous).



these pics are from way long ago and were taken with a super fancy fuji finepix 2 megapixel camera so try to ignore the pixelation stretch marks. thank you.



these pics are also for the pants because when the pants visited us she instantly got down and supa loved the george fierce and his wampa paws and it was all quite impressive and the love was extremely mutual of course.


he is the finest cat i have ever lived and loved with and believe me, i've had more than my fair amount of some fine pussy. heh. that's for you screetus. holy shout out post. and here is some pug:







often when upset friends confide in me at some point in the conversation they abruptly stop and look at me apologetically and say something like "oh i'm so sorry for bitching about my problems... i can't even imagine what you go through everyday" - trans you have it so much worse and here i am whining about the stress of being able to go to school/work/make my art whenever i want, whatever i choose..., irrelevant bullshit. i admit at times  other's complaints can seem "petty" and i do feel an envy and a sadness about that - but not at the person AT ALL, more to the big something of nothingness existential crap. and i often loooooove hearing people talk of the mundane and the world of someone else's day to day - not only because i of course i care MOST deeply in how the day has changed them but it also offers me some wonderful distraction and interaction with the world helping me in two other ways... providing distraction from my physical state and a chance to in a vicarious way see these other worlds and when i'm really sick it reminds me of the world i'll soon be returning to and that this time will pass - allowing me my own petty worries as well. this compariosn, almost competition of measuring up one pain against another, validating one and discrediting another is neither accurate or fair and silly.

i hope you're getting the point. i like hammering shit out and then knowing i tried and tried and hopefully whatever i'm expressing is understood.

i'm on drugs. i'm allowed to ramble this is my fucking rant that no one will read so pfff-enh or something. whatever. yes, whatever. whatever, the word for our generation. it covers so much cultural territory in so many different ways. i need an abbreviation for whoopee cushion sound.



SO... everything is relative and all that. and of course living with cancer is worse than having your dog hit by a car, but if you're dog gets hit by a car you'll feel the same way no matter how painful it is to be losing the battle to cancer. they are non-relative. yes, there are preferables. we are motivated by them, but preferences don't cancel out the unique deal of one thing against another. i wish more people would understand this distinction.



and like DUH just to be super clear, i am not claiming all negatives equal. it's our fate and responsibility to understand ourselves and each other and therefore our duty to be especially aware of the most glaring disparities in how people of this world live. right now people everywhere are lacking the coping resources to effectively deal with physical and emotional pain, whether it be the functioning depressive contemplating suicide in the richest country in the world or someone who right this minute is witnessing the execution of family members in a war-torn nightmare of a world.



now, juicy ass... "Exposure to in-the-flesh nudity causes no harm. Therefore, images of nudity cannot cause harm either, except in rare circumstances such as an explicit billboard that might attract the attention of drivers near a dangerous intersection. But very little of the negativity aimed at nudity images involves exceptional circumstances.The vast majority of nudity images not only do not cause harm, they have social benefits. Nudity depictions in the mass media help expose the diversity of different body types, and especially genital types. By desensitizing us to the exposure of genitals, nudity images also reduce the potency of visual genital aversions. If such pictures were more prevalent in our homes, workplaces, art galleries, or streets, unhealthy genital aversion would be less common."    recognize.

- John Ince's "The Politics of Lust"



i can't seem to trace where that cassette link came from, but i think it was through true or highjacked. make your own tape here.kbye.woah i don't even know what to make of that ben johnson cheetah ad.