Isolation

The world has practically gone mad.
Low toilet paper rolls.
People locked in their houses with movies and Netflix and Hulu.
And yet eventually boredom will set in.
Yes, it is only a matter of time.

The last time I worked was March 4th. As this putrid month should end it would be nice. We're under 7 days for it to end.
But then what?
Will April be the same?
I hope not.

This part of the year Iam normally am extremely busy. Now I am just trying to figure out what to do. I had a decent plan for a little while. After the 5th it was play video games. But even that has grown a little tiresome. Switching games has been helpful. I broke away from Madden 20 to play NHL 19. But I think even that has its limits. And very rarely can I watch a tv show from start to finish.   I'll bounce around shows. But I need to talk with someone about sports. And I did get that a day a go. And it felt nice to discuss Denver's brand new players. Without sports I am less occupied.

I have drawn two things this much and already feel like my wrist needs a break. Did I do that scratchboard in February?

On top of this shit show of a month or to add to it. My mouse decided to go nuts. It wakes up itself and the usb power is off. I found a solution! The fucking keyboard did the same shit. After a full month of investigating you have to set your power to something better. I dunno it really made me irritated. And then my Hyper X headphones finally died. And I am waiting on new headphones but that's all I am doing is waiting. Waiting for the world to be normal. Waiting for headphones. Waiting to go back to work. They say maybe April 17th. But I do not trust them.

I drew something yesterday and was pretty happy about it. But if I continually draw as I mentioned the wrist will hurt.

I guess right now it is a combination of movies, video games, and shows to occupy my time. I am still reading!

Dreams, Dreams, Plane

So my friend Banetto was in my dream.

Dream 1) We were all on this cheese wagon and we were rocking to and fro but it was not cloudy. In fact, it was hella sunny. Which is odd because you think about rain and thunderclouds in these sorts of dreams. He drove us somewhere. Almost, like going off a fucking cliff! But hell what did I know.
The dream ended as we edged towards the cliff. I woke up.


Dream 2) This was crazy I was in a big 727 airplane 737? I don't really remember which goddamn airplane. The plane was not even marked. Normally you see Southwest or Lufthansa or some other marking. This was a white aircraft. Yet, we were going to crash and then we landed in a field? Or something like it. The house was fucking massive it was a criss cut shape. Like it had a dissection of the middle of the house. So you could see everything. The bathtub was vivid in shape but I was being pursued by something. Not shadowy figures but something else entirely and oh god, the children in the next room were heavily breathing there was like a gillion of them. They weren't pointing to anything really just kinda fucking comatose> > <> And then maybe a 50's kitchen. Things got really blurry after that.

-.- :(:?

My latest endeavor

Installing hard drives multiple should be moderately annoying but only moderately .
Technology sometimes will fuck me! I had a plan.

External finally died. The 2nd one to die in a span of 4 years or so. Gameplan: Buy an ssd because I want games on there and to boot the pc very fast and 1 tera is great and it will survive for a very long time. Replace external with more storage. 2 tb.

Okay so today I tried backing more data up. I got my iso...and made sure drivers and install files were on the usb. fdriveshows up on boot but not the file I needed.

Okay so now this is some bullshit. Try fdrive on diff computer. Says that files need tto be fixed. Roomate says no to the fix. Go on my own damn laptop. Can't login to the fucker! Have system disc for laptop. Currently waiting on laptop to reformat...

The Idiot Brigade

When you tell your roommate several times to clean the fucking common area. And I mean months and months and months and he doesn't do it. That is sheer laziness.

Roommate Crab we will call him is so fucking lazy. And it is awful.

We have to show the apartment today at 3p.m. and it is a mess. I cleaned everything else but that is not my responsibility.

Two choices.

That shit gets put in the closest or his room.
He was also up till almost 6a.m.

And he kept me up.

Ju Ju on that beat

The Broncos are a paltry 0-4. And I have written like a man that decidedly gives up on the Broncos.

But with the 2nd hardest schedule do you blame me?

I mean how'd we get here. Not enough plays. Not enough yards. Not enough touchdowns and then lose by 3. By 2. By close fucking margins and we as fans can't take it.
Denver should be 2-2, not 0-4. And for us it breeds contempt.

Why do we have to watch this bullshit?


The Steelers and Denver and Dolphins are in the conversation with who finishes 0-16. What did Fangio inherit?

You have a shutdown corner in Harris Jr. Baubsy has played decent. Simmons has played as Simmons does. But the Linebackers as evidence of this 26-24 loss have shown me they can't make fucking tackles. I love Todd Davis but the other corps is not tackling how they should be and that is I am sorry... on the coaches teaching tack technique. Tackle low and hit the legs. Don't let a big back roll you over.

This is not all on Flacco. He had good drives and a pick. He had good protection. Denver was up 1 point 24-23 and then the Broncos could not stop the charge of the Jags. HORRENDOUS TACKLING DENVER. MY HIGH SCHOOL TACKLES BETTER!

Denver should have made them stop and stopped the other back. Not Fournette.


Vonn and Chubb came to play football! They had sacks. Fournette's career day happened at the lousily named Empower Stadium. Something is off in Broncos country. Finishing in the 4th quarter has been the theme for 4 weeks now. How do they do it?

With a trip to San Diego next week. Denver will drop to 0-5. Fournette is a great back. Ekler may get 200 on this linebacking corps. If they tackle thundering Austin Ekler who is speedier than Fournette like they did today.  The floodgates are not open but exploded with losses. And Denver will find its way winless.

Excuses in four games are horseshit. You're not good currently Denver. Currently. Prove me wrong. Make me believe again.

And the Steelers may follow suit. Are my teams just all bad pro wise?

FUCK!

JUJU where you at? I will tell you. Are you going to be the wideout that gets 1,000 but does not go anywhere this year?

Ice cream

Lately, as I eat this ice cream.
It is pecan for those that want to know-- I am having trouble because I have maybe eaten too much ice cream.
Take a step back would be purely necessary.

Mint is my favoritttttttttttttttttttttttttttteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

But it has been like 90+ for a couple days and ice cream is a good way of cooling down.
I must have eaten my weight in ice cream this summer.

Does it help I am listening to: Bhangra music?

:)

Happy to be writing on my blog once more.



Life has gotten hectic as always.

Here is what is going on: I saw hotties in the pool at the Luxor.
Went to EVO 2019 and it was fucking awesommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmme.
I went 1-2. But regardless had fun.

Went to North Bay Ontario. From there I headed to Garcon, Ontario. I stayed and hung out there and Sudbury, Ontario. Met a cousin I never have met before. We had laughs and good food and her husband is rad. Likes the Reds of all the teams lol.
He does root for the Blue Jays.
She is funnier than a hoot. And she is really cool and hospitable. Got me gifts as well. I wasn't deserving of either.
Every type of food in Canada was excellent. Tim Horton's was very good. Had a bomb chicken sandwich.

I did not think I would compete in EVO 2019. But as luck had it turned around. I pulled some money from savings and wound up there. With friends to boot. Kali and Steve o followed me there and hopefully had a blast. IT WAS 1 0h -goddamn- 7.

TTFN.
Andres.

Insomnia

As many misty islands were traversed.

Darkness subsided and the blood moon fouled up the light, of the blood oceans.

And with regress, our story passed.

Futuristically many people understood the world, and the world belched. Blood mainly-it was written in the grey stones of the washed and unwashed starfish. Their colors pale in comparison to their translucent forefathers. 

People now instead of having pets -now had bottles of mayonnaise. Not ordinary mayonnaise but this was special mayonnaise with hues of blue and red. Under the hot lamps, each lid was identified by a marking.

The tepids were blue, The milkys were red, the Clandestines were pink, and the Lemons were aqua. Each jar of mayonnaise had a certain element to it.

Under the hot lamps, the symbols were read. Preservation was still a thing in those times. Reserved only for the commoners and non-commoners a like. Robots were scattered across galaxies and times.

Derivations of certain mathematics entered the centerfolds of time. The scattering and de-scattering of particles were stretched and un-stretched like a Pollock painting. The robots occupied many worlds. There were some cities bustling in the blood moon platforms. Robots would dance and sing and you could hear sparks and howls at night. Picturesque of attacking colors all divergent on an hourglass that spilled blood.

Every 4 years or so we'd see meteorites with dendritic cells that would cascade on the ground into hot earth and parse like a sushi's knife through raw fish. Sometimes the star lerds would send more meteorites to chastise us. The robots would break relations with the lerds in order to gain commerce with them. They'd trade their wares for more upgradeable parts. Centry-circiuts was a great thing and so was Delmon -circuits. They battled for the robots trust because globos ruled the world. 

Food was overly abundant. Blue pears, red apples, cold meats that sweat, other meats that did not. Pleasant smells of lilac, vinegar and what can only be described as burnt sage offered up fragrances they had not smelled.  But the mayonnaise was key? Where'd it come from? Who authored it?