
K E Y: ✄= art ✎= lit ♪= music ✪= video; † = highly recommended content
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Monday, February 26, 2018
Saturday, February 24, 2018
February 24, 2018 at 09:56AM
🏈 Football rules! (I just gotta have my 🐖 skin; pretty depressed these days)
Thursday, February 22, 2018
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
There are 0 calories in 🌻 🌰
Not sure why I am getting a headache from eating sunflower seeds and diet pepsi although I really wish I wasn't!
February 21st
2018 - YouTube turns off monetization (for everyone except the already-rich) and now YouTube don't work so hot?
1969 - Malcolm X assassinated.
1952 - Dick Button wins second Olympic figure skating gold.
1948 - NASCAR is founded.
1848 -John Quincy Adams suffers a stroke.
American History baby hell yea
1969 - Malcolm X assassinated.
1952 - Dick Button wins second Olympic figure skating gold.
1948 - NASCAR is founded.
1848 -John Quincy Adams suffers a stroke.
American History baby hell yea
I need more of America (USA style) on this blog
I need to inject it straight into my veins baby. Gimme that America I want all of it. Hashtag school shootings, Kanye Kardashian West, apple 🍎 friggin pie, international salad dressing with high fructose corn syrup, war, no. 2 pencils, all of it. Inject it into my brain NOW⚠️⚠️⚠️
Tuesday, February 20, 2018

WAIT.
I S.
OVER.
The Disintegration of Values in Outerspace has arrived. It's the visual album for today's generation. You can go throw your other visual albums in a sack and toss that sack into the river because The D.V.O. is in the house and ready to rock. So put on your favorite slippers and pour a glass of expensive brandy... it's time to party.
Coming later today: the latest edition to the P.P. L.P. DISCOG-RAPHY. It's the 15th album, , and it's a visual album, featuring 37––That's right, count 'em––THIRTY-EFFING-SEVEN original music videos. I am in a push to get fully organized and get this stuff online and it's final/proper format. This release by Middle Manatee is a big stepping stone en route to that goal.
Unrelated: One thing that will irritate about me my discog on the bandcamp page is that, due to the nature of my preference for alphabetizing over chronologicalizing (which is itself due to the nature of my preference for rehashing, editing, reformatting, chopping and screwing of the material I've recorded over the last 20+ years), the first three 'albums' that pop up on the sidebar of any given page on the bandcamp are three of the most unessential ones and that's saying something! Oh well, I really need to record and/or release some more numerical-centric 'good' material to 'overthrow' these. Time WILL tell.
Unrelated: One thing that will irritate about me my discog on the bandcamp page is that, due to the nature of my preference for alphabetizing over chronologicalizing (which is itself due to the nature of my preference for rehashing, editing, reformatting, chopping and screwing of the material I've recorded over the last 20+ years), the first three 'albums' that pop up on the sidebar of any given page on the bandcamp are three of the most unessential ones and that's saying something! Oh well, I really need to record and/or release some more numerical-centric 'good' material to 'overthrow' these. Time WILL tell.
Friday, February 16, 2018

Thursday, February 15, 2018
Ⓜ️0️⃣0️⃣
Add me on Snapchat! Username: ki77me https://www.snapchat.com/add/ki77me
Everyone is bitching about the recent Snap update but, after having used it for about three minutes, I think it's fine? IDFK.
Everyone is bitching about the recent Snap update but, after having used it for about three minutes, I think it's fine? IDFK.
Wednesday, February 14, 2018

(Not saying that this factoid in and of itself is inaccurate at all btw, just that framing it like this does not nothing to squash the very real concept that doing one of these massacres will, in fact, make ya famous.)
Sorry, back to the regularly scheduled stuff on this wesbite: complete and utter bullshit.
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Among the Golden and Fresh
Feel free to start living, like... whenever
It's not my problem, my problems. I can only convince myself I'm untalented long enough before that lie grows sour like all the rest: the lies, the milk, the patch kids. It started when I was very young, right after I completed the album artwork for Degraded Apparatus' debut record, tentatively called Machine Learning and Dolphins Die in Nets. The album, of course, was, famously as you know, shelved indefinitely, and so my beautiful design featuring really cool ransom text never saw the light of day. I tried to use a similar technique for Cloud of Skin by the Potato-men but it felt, well, sour.
When I won the Best Packaging Grammy for CoS, I scoffed, audibly, and a little spittle landed on the sleeve of my pajamas. I looked at the spittle stain and named it Jeff Junior. We decided, as a team, to become the loser that the world knew we truly were.
During a party for Super Bowl XLIII, I made such a fool out of myself. As James Harrison rambled 100 yards for a touchdown, I knocked over the guacamole. It landed on the head of the house corgi, Nick, killing him instantly, both because the pup was severely allergic to avocados and the blunt force trauma of the bowl hitting his head.
I awoke, as it was foretold, nine Super Bowls, a week and two days later at 12:28:37 PM EST to reclaim my glory among the golden and fresh.
It's not my problem, my problems. I can only convince myself I'm untalented long enough before that lie grows sour like all the rest: the lies, the milk, the patch kids. It started when I was very young, right after I completed the album artwork for Degraded Apparatus' debut record, tentatively called Machine Learning and Dolphins Die in Nets. The album, of course, was, famously as you know, shelved indefinitely, and so my beautiful design featuring really cool ransom text never saw the light of day. I tried to use a similar technique for Cloud of Skin by the Potato-men but it felt, well, sour.
When I won the Best Packaging Grammy for CoS, I scoffed, audibly, and a little spittle landed on the sleeve of my pajamas. I looked at the spittle stain and named it Jeff Junior. We decided, as a team, to become the loser that the world knew we truly were.
During a party for Super Bowl XLIII, I made such a fool out of myself. As James Harrison rambled 100 yards for a touchdown, I knocked over the guacamole. It landed on the head of the house corgi, Nick, killing him instantly, both because the pup was severely allergic to avocados and the blunt force trauma of the bowl hitting his head.
I awoke, as it was foretold, nine Super Bowls, a week and two days later at 12:28:37 PM EST to reclaim my glory among the golden and fresh.
Monday, February 12, 2018
Sunday, February 11, 2018
Saturday, February 10, 2018

Friday, February 9, 2018



Very excited for Philadelphia to get back to "just normal everyday crazy Philly" from "Eagles just won the Super Bowl Philly." I was rooting for dem iggles, as noted, but the drunken vibe of these idiots has more than worn out its welcome. The delusional hubris that has set in is off the charts. Their 10-6 / Wildcard round loss next season is going to be sweet.
Thursday, February 8, 2018
Wednesday, February 7, 2018
SBLII COMMENTARY TRACK

There are two ways to check out my Super Bowl LII Commentary Track, available at Bandcamp. You can also just stream it for free there if you want. Whatever. The Choice is Yours™... I love you, and thanks for coming along on this pigskin odyssey. It's been quite the ride.
Monday, February 5, 2018
2017 NFL PICKS RECORD
Another year in the books. I wasn't as neat compiling my posts and such this year. But my overall ATS record was 113-130-13, which was 9 games worse than last year. Not great!
2017 PLAYOFFS n/a (didn't make "official" pix)
[Super Bowl LII props post]
ALL-TIME REG. SEASON ATS HISTORICAL: 2015-2017 (3 SEASONS)
374-369-25
[2015]
[2016]
2017 PLAYOFFS n/a (didn't make "official" pix)
[Super Bowl LII props post]
ALL-TIME REG. SEASON ATS HISTORICAL: 2015-2017 (3 SEASONS)
374-369-25
[2015]
[2016]
Super Bowl LII Prop Bets

The rain had stopped and my neighbor Rocky was running across the street holding two mugs of beer, oddly stacked on top of each other, looking for someone to hug. His T-shirt was red and not green. Later, when he was hugging me, he mentioned something about his wife, who had died less than a year ago, and about how this shirt was for her (I didn't quite glean why). Then he asked me what my name was.

[let the record show that the final score of SBLII was Eagles 41 - Patriots 33]
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Saturday, February 3, 2018
Thursday, February 1, 2018

honestly, it's just always nice to streamline the process