The fear, BBC series

A Brighton crime boss turned entrepreneur and the disintegration of a criminal mind.


Always love the BBC series. For one thing they are not 23 episodes long. They have to get the story out and get it over with. This guy could definitely use some of the short brains from a future post… Yes I been to the future of come back to tell you… There will be a walk in the future about sharks and Chuck Brain juice.


I will take this opportunity to add some substance to this entry.

I'm watching the last episode of the miniseries mentioned above.

You… He has Alzheimer's.

Did I hear they had a second season? The hell they do?

Quote what happened to us last few years?
We drifted… People drift.

At the end of the day, I see it the same as the old man, Richie, these days the slip away and he won't know whether he's alive or dead any one of global… Go out as a warrior.

Dictating and watching the movie at the same time satellite that television so… Weird science theater… I don't know… I do remember going to see an episode of starship troopers at the theater where they had those characters from the science theater as part of the program. We paid extra.

This feels really close to what I was doing last night watching an episode for the future, the deep blue,… I sketched a bad magazine will become… The classic ones you know, while I watch the movie. It's the same in that I'm building content as I watch program.

Remember, British people care about their garden like Americans care about their cars and trucks.

Oh… That is cold… The sun is texting him as he can't remember walk into the ambush. He is walking his dad into PM.

Did I say spoiler alert?

12 o'clock… However not so.

Told you spoke to(trying to dictate toke it up)....

an acquaintance of mine went from a 500 series BMW to the four-door Jeep. I always had him pegged for a city boy. II guess that is true… Everybody loves the cheap.

hold on… Here is something very city like…

in this friend bought me this gift. How cool is that?

Made from a human bone ha ha

they had a sale on Budweiser, the King of beer if you listen to George Thorogood. I listened your surrogate quite a bit. Budweiser is not my favorite. Budweiser bullies the market. I realize that. That being said I like Budweiser. It is on my to be drunk list. They had a sale making the 12 pack of tall boys under eight dollars. Note note… It is the truth.

I look rough with a cold sore and a plethora of…

no matter how rough you look, you can always find a friend.

Housos

Housos tells the not-so-epic stories of Shazza, Dazza, Franky and Kylie - four best mates from down on the block. Sure, they drink away their problems, they might even have frequent domestics but down on the block it's all for one and one for all. Follow the adventures of the residents of the Sunnyvale Housing Commission in every-town Australia. They battle cops and they scam Centerlink, they even have the occasional threesome and swingers party, but once you're down with the crew in the hood then it's " Sunnyvale for life". Written by SBS Australia


So I guess all be starting over from scratch, I did not add any content during the week I had to prepare for this publication. That never stopped before.

You have to put households right up there with the trailer Park boys and… What with the American version be… Shouldn't have this much trouble remembering a similar series… Oh hell does Googl
e… Ended up having to Google it… And the closest would be Reno 911… I agree…


Now for some pictures we can put this thing out there…

This week's theme… Weird people… I don't know this guy but I know it's weird.

And my son's personal favorites that are definitely weirdos, Tim and Eric. I had the pleasure of joining him to a live performance.By far the best part of the show was John C Reilly.

Well… What the fuck are you looking at?

This lady doesn't give two shifts

You won't believe this but the funniest thing happened on the way to work…

Or

have you met the new neighbors

or

I come from such a rough neighborhood…

Just when you thought an old lady couldn't care less, there's another who couldn't care less.

Thank God for all the old ladies don't give a ship.

Ringer (2012)

Bridget is six months sober and starting to get her life back on track when she becomes the sole witness to a professional hit. She flees to New York, telling no one. In New York, Bridget reunites with her estranged twin, Siobhan. Wealthy, pampered and seemingly happily married, Siobhan lives what appears to be a fairy tale life. The identical twin sisters seem to be mending their frayed relationship, until Siobhan disappears overboard during a boat trip the two take together, and Bridget makes the split decision to take on her sister's identity. She discovers shocking secrets, not only about her sister and her marriage, but other secrets as well. Bridget soon realizes she is no safer as Siobhan than she is as herself.Written by Anonymous

Tara Summers is a British actress 

Red hair

Prominent nose

Curvaceous buxom figure

Hello, bitches. Male or female, your all bitches.

Sitting in bed "... drinking coffee with her...". As an added bonus,  chocolate liquor added in. We had planned on a local getaway/hideaway but the storm, and the gas shortage...we cancelled.

Raincheck.

We bought liquor instead my love has a solid go to , 1.75L of malibu black. Great in cranberry juice. Me, I expanded my stock with a nice rye whisky, wild turkey I believe. And with a bottle, and six pack. My Love found her locally brewed blond, sent her friend/coworker a pic of her husband's brew. I went with an old favorite,  Santos NY St. Arnold. The chocolate came as an impulse buy on the way out.

An incredibly creamy chocolate liqueur from Austria, a delight to behold. It was also named after that Mozart chap.

I am regretting getting my Thai coconut soup so spicy. Wheat said his masuman curry left him feeling the same way...in the end. Ha ha. Burning assholes are funny.
Confucius say man who go to bed with itchy ass....wake up with stinky finger.

It's deep if you think about it.
Knuckle deep....
I Crack myself up.

Your a piece of shit, Morty.

That and "pickle rick" are my new quotes from 'Rick and morty'.

Just brower@loyno.edu random blogs with BLOGGER. Found very little to interest me. LAST mom's convincing themselves they are living a perfect life. I have necessary who do the same things, non denominationally. More Spanish quilters than I had thought previously existed. Runners. Runners who need to prove to you they run just in case you didn't see them when they were actually running. One fag was the most risquay. I had hoped  to find an irreverent assholes such as myself. Every has at least one blog but how do you find them?

Stick it up, Cowboy!

That's All Folks!

Sinister (2012)

Washed-up true-crime writer Ellison Oswalt finds a box of super 8 home movies that suggest the murder he is currently researching is the work of a serial killer whose work dates back to the 1960s.



pambazo

Time travel isn't possible, but through the powers of procrastination, I have reached out to this DRAFT and am throwing it into the BLOG to set a point, just like calculus, to set a point, when I can look out and say this, this is the point when I started blogging weekly, I will pass on the pun off of weekly/weakly but I will say this....do't expect too much.

Now a few comments, or not...about some pics I added on to sham this thing LIVE.

I love, love, LOVE hairy pussy!

This one cracks me right the fuck up. Why? Because your mama does like the special sauce.

Note: Actually, Maker's Mark is too sweet. It's a quality product, just not to my taste. And the wax keeps falling in my highball glass.

American dad...seasons 1-4

Going with what's qued on Netflix right now. Or hulu. In this case both. I have been binging on American dad at work. On the 15th it was taken off netflix.  I finished season 4 just in time. Found all 9 seasons on hulu.  I can go back to it instead of working.

Okay, back in this blog out of guilt...actually, guilthe x2. I wanted to put squared but couldn't work the font. Guilt #1...haven't been blogging. Can't build a history if nothing gets posted. G#2...tired of the offensive Porno on tumblr. As if porn wasn't sad enough, you have your fifty shares of Grey women who let themselves Gerald choked by hand or cocktail and using vague or ass as a shopping bag.....I have had enough. Part of it is the offense pics come randomly.might can be looking at people reposting corn bread and get a tyranny with a horse dido as the next post. Gotta find a better way to browse pics....for now, Google,  maybe go back to imgur.

This morning,  going back to tabs left open surfing the Web. 29 are open, to be exact.

This blog
Amazon, I am always jumping to this one. I can't see it ever closing.
http://750words.com...found while browsing Johnny lists, and great jumping off site
http://johnnylists.com/page/19/
http://johnnylists.com/page/5/

Amazon.com  again...Fun Runny Nose Shower Gel Dispenser...put in the cart for wheat

www.goodreads.com/user/sign_in

http://honestlyyum.com/19237/lemon-bar-popsicles-with-shortbread-crumble/

Google for chicken enchilada soup....I plan on making the bars and soup for a meal.

Okay...time to take a break. Go back to reading. 

...and by reading I jacked it to porn of American Mom!

With that out of the way, and splurge drying on my pubes...I moved on, j.list. had an app for tracking habits. Only three unless you pay five bucks. If I like what I see I might, the three I picked: exercise, fast food, and smoking. 

9.21am
Just finished a little free flow of consciousness therapy. J.lists had an app that counted the 750 words you need a day to undamaged the flow of creative logs and twigs. I didn't want my work to just sit there or make more work for me moving it around...along with the fact I like writing with ink and paper...I did six pages in a composition book I am using for mainly FOOD.   

Man, I need to tackle the garage...it's only getting worse.  MoMo took ...found  a home for his project car. Now it's on meeting to sort through the clutter that accumulated around it...over, what...two years?

I know I should cook first...before going to the garage. Wheat will be back from services soon and I need to feed him. I also want to put together a tuna casserole for no other reason than ever don't get it when H is around.  Burned out from childhood. 

Tablet typing is a new skill to me. I haven't quite gotten it down...typing with two fingers and watching the suggestion at the top of the keyboard. 

It will take some getting  used to...

I really want to thank everyone  for reading  or not. Either way it is the same to me. Anonymity.  Might want to remember that work.

If I was legit, I couldn't write about what I care about the way I want to say it...and I couldn't post this....

Sour Gelato

Ohh my Lords, everyone knows and minds their own business...like adults.

I have a few minutes before w comes home. We'll bond while I make waffles. Mmmmmm. Waffles. 

True crime. How creepy. But most of what I read is crime fiction. I guess I dont...I am not comfortable with the voters aspect of someone else's misery. Like laughing when someone falls down. How is that funny?

Need to get into the lab today. I need to change the a.c. filter. The unit is a champ...no shame if it retired tomorrow. I have an entire lab at work I don't use, I don't want one start any experiments, but I do want to get the lab and the garage slash workshop organized. It is not functional in the state it is currently in. 

Slow down, pickle, choose your words.

How a...here he is.

1.13p.m.

No doubt, these nuggets are indicated, they give a numbing body high. I became human meat loaf, basting in my own oily juices in the summer sun. Too comfor

2.53p.m.
Drying off before going to the grocery...Dogfood ND dinner. He. Does not want to go out to eat. Stroke off is her preference. Okay. Stroganoff,  that's the word. Stroganoff. Meat. Mushrooms. Sour cream. Over rice or noodles, noodle being my prance.

Preference.

I am going to make this hard to it. Okinawa have inorganic have ylang-ylang. What the Fudge? Making it hard to edit by making the mistakes part of the text. I had my fingernails clicking and didn't notice things had gotten out of control. Email addresses? And who the fudge is ylang-ylang?

Running out of power. Prepare for a metaphorical 'HARD LANDING'.

Look at me, Dawgs, I'm blogging. I'll wrap it up with a bunch of nsfw pictures and call it a day. I have a jeckle to this Hyde. Presenting family activities in the most non offensive way possible.

I hate to say it but I fell like I dodge a bullet everything I don't have to go to sat or any family gathering. The good brother (gyro) has such an amorphous immediate family it has a mind over its own. Oblivious to anything outside it's immediate vicinity, concerned with self preservation,  self serving,  and selfish appetites. Girls gotta eat and four giris and their soul mates gotta eat a whole lot.

I just wanted to talk a little shit about someone and gyro and fam are as deserved as any. Treating family like second class friends and neighbors. Who needs Them? Anyway, the guilt of dodging the bullet...

Hello. Did get me some Jonesboro. I had also asked for whataburger catsup, but I did the want to push the issue when she said how packed h.e.b. was when she snagged me the long necks.

I shouldn't like going to the grocery store as much as I do. It's exciting. I much prefer the festive atmosphere at Mexican stores, like fiesta, food is something to get excited about. I will drag w. With me, bonding, you piece of shit. I am more like grandpa Rick than is laughable,  I think most everybody is a piece of shit, except for my mother and my wife. Read into that whatever you want.

I get another day off. I think I will go to Fiesta and shop for happiness to bring back to nourish my family. And three pounds of shrimp. I feel like having all things shrimp next week...red lobsters shrimp extravaganza at home.

Dry now. The faint scent of chlorine and sunscreen on my person. A black,nondescript tee with sweatpants made into shorts. Commando. Plastic flip flops. A bucket hat. Me, ever the fashion statement.

8.24.2017 let's post this bitch...me

I 

Percentage 2014

Good morning, good morning...time to say good morning

Usin g my chromebook and its a great ittle piece of personal electronics, the Chromie track pad sucks balls.

That said, let's get this blog undercontrol, Obligitory meneition of how long it's been sense the last blog....

I watched this movie, at work, and I can tell you ...

....this coffee is cold. My Love just brought it to me and it's cold...no, more accurately, warm. Some things (nmost things) should go unsaid. Note: ML noticed and did an immediate recall>reheat.

I was saying to Maude, I said "Maud..."...I can tell all who want to know what this video is about. Two NYC thugs to to Miami to be tugs, after two days of selling bcredit card service dor-to-door, Get richCoowboy Ving Rames). , get mixed uup woith the wrong people (Like

edit...

They get in trouble but come out okay...broship in tact. The new black exproitation movie, letting every snot nose who sells a bag of pot think he has la future, As a real player. I digress.

Situation: sitting in bed, little dog inbetween me and ML. We have been awake since 5:30 because of that same little dog. ML has her work and social media all on the phone. I have the Fire going, swingig Wu Tang's first on my NEW bluetooth ear buds. I got two bluetooth earbuds for under twenty five buck. I bought another for under five, but it takes a slow boat from China.


You have to keep everything charged, as in personal electronics, and I need two regarldess if they wrod together or not because I have given upo on sleepoing with wired eadseats. I've put upo with that ,interrupting my sleep more than the apnea does. And at the lab, I have become compulsive about checking the phone, whether it's in my pocket or on the desk. Now I can leave it in my bag. And bluetooth is a must when driving. There, reasons one, two, and three.


Don't you just love free time. Wasting time. Its not wasting time if you  enjoy yourself.

ML shares Cuteness-videos that she comes across on social media.

No more Wu...on to...kThelonious Monk....Liza....both selections compliments of MoMo's Prime account. He never should of let me on.

Time to read a book, also off Prime, that I have been slowly chewing my way through, ...compliments of Momo...Conspiracy Against eh Human Race by Robert Lugotti...chew it slowly least you choke, or fail to understand one fucking thing the guysdf is trying ot say. This is phlisophical, jkust like Sen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.....


Thomas Lugotti, correction...

Next day...

Not going to let my inanity to sort all my pics before I can finish this blog...no, I am going to put a post together with what I have....and as for the pictures...here's a few for me to work with...

TUMBLR is one convenient  place to find inspirational/ thought provoking quotes. Garbage in garbage out...fill your mind with excellent thoughts.

These goofy basta rods were all the rage when burlesque  was the main form of entertainment...Marking, I think that's tight

Alaskan thunder fuck...

This poem goes somewhere unexpected, into some dark realtor metaphor, bet the way it starts...really hit a cord with me...turns out, after looking up this poet I had never heard of, that this point was published in a poetry mad right after one of the shootings that killed at least ten people, sorry I don't know exactly which on, sorrier that more than one such tragedy  occured...turns out this tissue the unofficial official poem for 2016....

This one is a pinups, a thick gal, calender art, and my Dad always said women use to make themselves flour-sack drawers

before you keep it up, you got to keep it where you can find it.

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