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Vezok's Friend

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  1. Vezok's Friend
    Seriously. Why can't you decide wether to just stay or leave?
    What is it with you that you come around, make me feel all good and then suddenly dissapear to leave me in this dull grey place!?
    Is that fun?
     
    Stupid snow. Either cover everything or stay away.
  2. Vezok's Friend
    "I’m a modern man, digital and cost free; a man for the millennium a diversified, multi-cultural, post-modern deconstructionist; politically, anatomically, and ecologically incorrect. I've been uplinked and downloaded; I've been inputted and outsourced. I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high-tech, low-life. A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bi-coastal multi-tasker, and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond. I'm new wave, but I’m old school; and my inner child is Outward-bound. I’m a hot-wired, heat-seeking, Warm-hearted cool customer; voice-activated and bio-degradable. I interface with my database; my database is in cyberspace; so I’m interactive, I’m hyperactive, and from time to time I’m radioactive Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin’ the wave, dodgin’ the bullet, pushin’ the envelope. I’m in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom-feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, and I run victory laps. I’m totally ongoing, big-foot, slam-dunk rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic, a working rage-aholic; out of rehab and in denial. I’ve got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant, and a personal agenda. You can’t shut me up; you can’t dumb me down. ‘Cause I’m tireless, and I’m wireless. I’m an alpha-male on beta-blockers. I’m a non-believer, I’m an over-achiever; Laid-back and fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home; low rent, high maintenance. I’m super-sized, long-lasting, high definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built to last. A hands-on, footloose, knee-##### head case; prematurely post-traumatic, and I have a love child who sends me hate-mail. But I’m feeling, I’m caring, I’m healing, I’m sharing. A supportive, bonding, nurturing primary –care giver. My output is down, but income is up. I take short position on the long bond, and my revenue stream has its own cash flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports. I’m gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly and lactose-intolerant. I bought a microwave at a mini-mall. I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast food in the slow lane. I’m toll-free, bite-size, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes. A fully equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically proven, scientifically formulated medical miracle. I’ve been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrappedand vacuum-packed. And…I have unlimited broadband capacity. I’m a rude dude, but I’m the real deal. Lean and mean. Cocked, locked and ready to rock; rough, tough, and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow; I ride with the tide, I’ve got glide in my stride. Drivin’ and movin’, sailin’ and spinnin’; jivin’ and groovin’, and wailin’ and winnin’. I don’t snooze, so I don’t lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty, and lunchtime is crunchtime. I’m hangin’ in, there ain’t no doubt; and I’m hangin’ tough. Over and Out." 
    By one of my favourite comedians, George Carlin, who died last year.
     
    Slightly edited it because some of his material is M-rated.
  3. Vezok's Friend
    It seems the only place I can think straight in at the moment is my home...or when talking to friends...everywhere else I feel...hindered, held back, distracted or downright annoyed by everyone around me...this can't be right...
  4. Vezok's Friend
    I recently found an old CD by german Punkband with one of my favourite songs on it
    Give me some water, I suffer from thirst,
    I came all this way alone and on foot
    Every single step, metre by metre,
    From somwhere out there, so very far away from here
     
    I swam through the ocean, fed on water and salt,
    only to come here and finally see you
    I was in every desert one can think of
    Almost giving up to move on
     
    I often took wrong turns, was blind for too long
    Everywhere and nowhere I searched for you
     
    And for years I walked through rain,
    Or were it tears? I don't know anymore
     
     
    But if only love counts, if only love counts
    I will walk the same way for you again
    But if only love counts, if only love counts
    then no price will be too high too see you
     
     
    Do you see the bag i carry with me?
    My history and my whole life are in it
     
    You can take it from me and burn it
    It is full of memories I don't want anymore
    Yesterday is worthless to me and tomorrow doesn't matter
    As long as you can promise me you'll hold me
     
     
    But if only love counts, if only love counts
    I will walk the same way for you again
    But if only love counts, if only love counts
    I will follow you to the ends of this world
     
     
    I want to believe what is written in the bible
    And what they try to teach us in every TV-show:
    that it doesn't matter in the end
    if you are the winner or the looser
     
     
    But if only love counts, if only love counts
    I will walk the same way for you again
    But if only love counts, if only love counts
    I will follow you to the ends of this world
     
    No price is too high for me to see you

  5. Vezok's Friend
    Looks like I decided to make this little thing for a week. So you get six days to take a little ddeper insight into what my head looks like inside. I have to warn you though: it's incredibly untidy and sometimes unpleasant in there. XD
     
    Disclaimer: I am not responsible for any impression you got from reading here or any stuff you will see in here. not that it would be needed to say.
     
    So, back onto topic, the few of you who visit here might want to actually read more than warning label and promise of taking part in a part of my life for a week.
     
    Okay, here's the deal. I tel ou something in my entries and you comment at will.
     
    And starting is a little teaser: A 2007 realted painting done entirely in Photoshop. First time I did this kind of thing, and it works out awesome so far. Now I just need to fiddle around a bit with the displayed character and the laywer settings and I am done.
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