can't remember where this came from but the tab was open and it was a good 1

http://www.highexistence.com/supernatural-stimuli-comic/

p.s. i just deleted my eCommon and eCampus bookmarks and immediately felt an exhilarating sense of liberation

Real Life

Guys, I almost died tonight. This one was for real. I almost swallowed a tab to the top of a beer. It was scary as fuck and I'll explain it more poetically in a future post.

Vacation Nation

Sup bros. Comin at you live from my vacation, and boy is this one a doozy.

It sure is, Tom.

Anyways, I'm on vacation, partially to see family and friends here in the New East, but mainly to get away from the innately depressing drudgery of day-to-day adult life. I'm not sure where I'm gonna go with this blog, so I'm gonna start by trying to justify why my life is worthwhile to write about.  Which is gonna be tough, because I honestly don't know if it is or not.  I mean I'd prefer to know one way or the other, but I can't seem to land on a solid answer.  I'll just say that my life is slightly more interesting than absolutely nothing, which is what this blog has consisted of the last few months.

Remember that hypothetical question concerning my dad's girlfriend's daughter?  Well I spent the first few days of my vaca at a beach house with that whole family. Like a family of 10 all on their big family-vacation week, and I'm just plopped in.  I'm not being mean or anything, but my dad's GF ain't the brightest bulb.  You could call her dumb and remain an honest man.  She's the kinda person who asks what it means to run a "nine-minute-mile."  But her 5 or 6 kids and affiliated partners are pretty dope, fans of Panda Bear, Chappelle, and Triumph, so you know they're good people.  The youngest daughter who's my age is into cool New Age shit, and was telling me how we just entered the age of Aquarius or something, meaning there's gonna be a big-ass flood. I mean I'm guessing this is just a prophecy about the sea level rise that's coming, but she also mentioned how an asteroid could cause days and days of rain and we wouldn't even know. She said the ages last some thousands of years though, so I figure we got some time.  But invest inland, people.

I guess I should skip ahead at this point to the Clambake. Like moths are pulled to light, so is my mom's family pulled to the beer margaritas, freshly collected clams, and mountains of other foodstuffs doled out at the annual clambake, hosted at my uncle Lum's humble oasis in Westerly, Rhode Island. Truly one of my favorite places on the planet, a viable contender for number one. Anyways, it's a little foggy in my memory (as I said before, *beer margaritas*).  I do know that my moms uncle, an awesome Arab dude who's probably in his 70s, requested improv. My cousin who's an actor/comedian in Chicago brought his actor/comedian girlfriend, so they were running the show. There were five more of us in the troupe. We called ourselves 6-Finger-Ham-Bake, I think. You guys know I suck at improv. I totally bailed mid-show. Twice. Still managed to shoot my mom dead with a flamethrower in there somewhere. Boy, did that shame hit quick the next morning. But overall a good time was had by all the people who don't suck.

The next days were pretty perfect. Non-stop gems, chillin at that lil house. The point of this blog was originally to just post this drawing, so here's that:

Brandon and I were high and just passed the paper back and forth. Not much else to say about that one.

Anyways, I'd like to now shift subjects from my vacation to the ultimate truth-zone of the universe. But before I forget- no cumming in the Mind Box. Unless it's sex, and then you have to wash the sheet. Like within 24 hours.

Dudes. Or dude, if only one of you made it this far.  What's up with this world? Am I dumb? Is everyone dumb? I spent a good two hours the other night staring up at the night sky. Except I wasn't really looking at the sky, it's not like there's just a sky sitting there. I was really just looking at everything, from one point in space, most of which is nothing. Just staring up into the vast nothingness that we float around in. After a while, with nothing but trees and stars and the occasional firefly in your field of view, you start to wonder what we don't know, what we've been too caught-up-in-our-own-bullshit to learn. And I don't know, there's some truth that hits you. A pleasant whiff of the real universe.  It's nice.  I miss it.

Spent another two hours catching up on the news today. Obviously a number of things are fucked, but the segue is that whiff of the real universe. Even in all this bullshit that's happening, it's at least nice to hear a real account of what's happening. Not so easy when the police are shooting and detaining journalists. Not so easy when journalists are facing prison time for reporting on the government's fuck ups. And goddamnit. After an hour and a half of solid internet news digging, I watched the local cable news as an informed viewer, just to see how bad they were. And it's just sad. There are so many real issues, so many complex problems that we need to think about as a country and as a society and as a species. Like come on, just identify a problem.  ISIS has a journalist hostage. They tell America to stop airstrikes, or the hostage dies. We don't stop airstrikes, the hostage dies, then our leaders go on TV talking about how shocked they are. Did the local news mention that the hostage was killed in retaliation for US actions? No. Did they mention that the situation is now repeating itself because they have another hostage? No. And this isn't to say that we should or shouldn't stop airstrikes, but we should at least acknowledge that our actions have negative consequences.  So instead of discussing whether or not we should continue these airstrikes, the news instead spent 10 minutes discussing whether or not twitter should censor the video of the dude being killed.  All without mentioning what he said in that video.  Anyways, I'm only an hour-and-a-half informed on current events and I'm already this pissed off.  Just so god damn disappointed and terrified by the acceptance of dumbed down news, and really media in general.  I know I was indulgent in writing this but there's been no action on here so fuck it. Stirring the pot.

It's life and life only.

Are we dead?

No one posts here. We're falling back into our pattern of no posts. Is it because everyone lives together again? Am I the only one out here? How do I even know if I'm alive?