Found the perfect Djembe

Not going to picture it but it looks positively tribal. Why not post a picture because it's probably sell. It's got great symbolism. also I heard this "brand" of Djembes played and they sound very much like the tribal sound I want.

Ron Paul Smokes Marijuana?

We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 

Yeah opt out of socialized medicine 
I've got some socialized medicine for you
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
Yeah opt out forever
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
That $hit Merck and Pfizer gives you causes cancer
Stick to the bong
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
Alcohol will do your liver wrong
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
Some users may experience a 4 hour erection 
Do not be concerned if your penis squirts blood
What a cud
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhwwwwwwwwww
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
How long do you plan to live anyway
A trip to the doctor is one step closer to your grave
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
Insurance don't give a fud about you
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
Those maggots in congress hope some day to drill for oil in your grave
You can't be saved
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
Independence is where you belong
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out, 
We don't need no government care
What we need is a kick in the rear
opt out if you care
We oughta' tune in, turn on, we oughta' opt out,




Ron Paul Song Tune In Turn On and Opt Out Song. Legalize Freedom! Ron Paul 2012

Nothing creative was ever realized through sobriety

It's true I've tested the waters. However inebriates come in all shapes, sizes, colors and especially flavors. I didn't drink coffee until I was like 29. I rarely drank alcohol until I was in my mid 30's. I "inhaled" for the 1st time when I was 39. However I've had some of my strongest highs cycling for days on end, inhaling the musty fragrance of a park that surrounds several ponds as life returns as dramatically as the splattering of color as a witch is crushed by a Kansas acid freak.

I've heard people preach this and that doesn't lead to creativity but little do those who utter such realize but the fact is they're not very creative. For all their rebellious nature they were simply going through a phase not a journey. They wouldn't know a spontaneous thought if they sat on it and it turned out to be a 6" high thumb tack.

My 1st grade teacher said I day dreamed too much. I think I was staring at her legs. The following year I found out not all legs were the same. Her name changed after her divorce and she went from a 7 year old's 1st crush to an uptight bitch who probably hooked a dildo up to a cake mixer and the set controls to puree. I was day dreaming because I was on a different level of consciousness and refused to be tainted by conventionality.

now that i think of it I really should become a better fan of Captain Beefheart. Just sayin'.

It's amazing how reaction to humor or anything is based upon inference. Before the killer strikes bold dramatic music builds up and concludes with a crescendo thus teaching you after 1000 horror flicks how it sounds to be killed by a homicidal maniac that is unless you just watched "The last house on the left".

One thing that I rather liked was the introduction of something peculiar or contrasting to an otherwise normal scene or picture. I think Monty Python influenced me a lot here. One either hates them or loves them. If you're unfamiliar with sarcasm, satire, parody at a young age(which you would) you will not find them at all funny. Why you may become very nervous and seek shelter of the familiar with your favorite sitcom including mind guiding laugh track. Once you've experienced enough life where you've been screwed over, cheated, victim of authoritarianism, told to behave for the 5876th time you will consider forming a religion based upon Monty Python and or never beable to look at judges the same way again.

Having said that I think it's painfully obvious I need a few new toys. I've derived a rather brilliant way to finance my shopping sprees for some really cool boutique objects worthy of fetish praise. The exact details are classified but the need grows. The knee grows?  Nope, although I almost got hit by a taxi driver in the knee today. I'm thinking kind of Bettie Page pin up, bondage kind of scene. Absolutely no fluid exchange that is unless you require several cocktails to get in the mood to be hog tied in your underwear, stocking, and stilletos next to a vintage guitar amplifier which I will demonstrate on Youtube. I will pay you no notice. You will be the penguin a top my set. I also refuse to speak in a sort of falsetto like voice. Be disease and weight proportionate and ready to sign a release form in front of a notary of the public. That's public not pubic. I'm not interested in your love canal. I'm on a mission frum 'gad. Actually I'm only in it for the money. You will be rewarded handsomely(like $50 and all the drinks you can handle within an hour without passing out and appearing as if you were a cadaver making people wonder what I've got in the fruit cellar.