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Oct 142012
 

Life’s last sustaining breath
Was taken the day you left
Love’s discerning grasp could not hold you
But for that fleeting moment
At that very moment
My life let go
To live alone is to die
You left me there dying
Unable to pick up the pieces of my heart
Scattered all around me
Lying there unbound within my soul
Both love
And life
Now lost
With life now lost
My soul cries out for unity

Oct 142012
 

Do you know what the term “black hat” means. Would you understand it if it were used in a footnote of an article you were reading? Most likely not.

Black Hat is a hacker term for someone who violates computer security.

I was recently appalled by an article about SEO tactics that were so incredibly WRONG it had me seeing red. The article in question is titled: How To Trick Bloggers Into Linking To You and it reads like a DIY kit to SEO via images, Even though the author states the article is a black hat situation (kind of off handed at the end of the article), the article itself would get any photographer angry.

Two things that the article tells people to do (THAT THEY SHOULD NEVER EVER DO) is…

1) use Google image search to post images to your website/blog (stealing images violates copyright laws and is, well, just plan WRONG).

2) use Google’s image search to find blogs using those images then go to the site and claim them as yours (holy crap that is just so wrong I cannot even put it into words).

The article in question reads like a How-To-Guide for folks looking to increase SEO via back linking. Back linking is good this article and all it suggests is not.

The guy that wrote it is the one who developed Triberr (a good tool for bloggers), but this article really undermines his integrity if you ask me.

So basically, just don’t trust anything you read over at DIYblogger.net.

Oct 122012
 

How do you get someone to love you?
I want to hold your hand.
I want to feel your lips against mine.
I want to feel your body next to mine.
I love to be near you.
I don’t want you to leave.
When you do I feel so empty.
I eagerly await the good-bye kiss that never comes.
I love being your friend.
But I want more.
I wish you felt the same way.
I fear you don’t and never will.
I want you as a lover.
I know that I can’t.
I want more than a friendship.
I want. I want! I want?
What do I want?
Does what I want even matter?
What about you?
You want a friend and that’s all.
None of this lover’s shit for you.

Oct 112012
 

You’re such a bitch.
You’re such a bitch.
You’re a terrible, ugly,
Horrible witch.

Get out of my face.
Stay out of my life.
I don’t want you
To be my wife.

I don’t want to be
Seen with you any more.
So leave me alone,
Hurt, pacing the floor.

You’re still a bitch.
You’re still a bitch.
You’re still a terrible,
Ugly witch.

Count your blessings.
So you’re all alone.
You’re still alive
With your heart of stone.

Don’t come near me.
You give me the creeps.
They’re running from you
In bounds and leaps.

Stay away from me.
Get out of my hair.
Whatever you feel
I just don’t care.

Cause you’re a bitch.
A dog-gone bitch.
You’re a terrible,
Horrible, ugly witch.

Oct 102012
 

The cold rough stone
Crudely engraved
With the name of
A soul unsaved.

Buried here in
Hallowed ground.
I wonder how this
Place he found.

His life was ended
By his own hand.
Now he lies in
The dust and sand.

He’ll never see the sunrise
Or hear a bird sing
Or taste the joy
Life has to bring.

Life couldn’t have been
Too good to him
To cause this
Terrible sin.

But it seems that
Death wasn’t the best
For he lies here alone
Set apart from the rest.

Oct 052012
 

You don’t care what you say
Or that you’re hurting me
You just say what you think
That you don’t like What you see

And all I’m trying to say
Is let me be myself
Don’t hide me away or
Make me sit on a shelf

You say I’m odd or strange
That I’m the only one
On God’s green earth
Or under the sun

You really should say county
‘Cause that’ s all you’re looking at
You are always telling me
No one else dresses like that

Hell we live with the Amish
They are unusual too
But you don’t mind them
It is just what I do

We go out together
Which we hardly do
I have to walk far behind
And stay away from you

Something tells me that
If you cared at all
You wouldn’t mind how
I look or what you saw

You’ d love me with
My wild spiked purple hair
And no matter what I
Wore you wouldn’t care

IF only I could call
You Mom in public
Without embarrassing you
Or making you sick

So I stay in the house
And I hardly go out
It is all your fault
I want to scream and shoot

From your point of View
I haven’ t got a friend
So what’s the point of living
It might as well all end

Oct 012012
 

Someone is screaming in pain
Someone is crying for help

Someone’s cry is in vain
Someone’s pain is unseen

It’s a silent kind of cry
And a tear you cannot see

Someone has that look in their eye
Someone has pain in their heart

It is a pain that won’t leave
A pain that just won’t quit

A feeling you can’t deceive
A feeling of helplessness

Someone has a question
Someone is confused

And i n the midst of that confusion
The cry for help is ended

The depression is no longer
The pain will hurt no more

Someone’s mind is no stronger
Someone’s life cannot be mended

Someone’s life has just ended

Sep 292012
 

All you do is bitch and moan
When I’m a nice, decent kid
And I didn’t do nuthin’.
That I shouldn’ta have did

So I don’t clean my room
And I live in a mess
But you don’t have to be
So much like Rudolf Hess.

You think my music’s too loud
And not that religious shit
But is that any reason
To throw a god awful fit?

You yell all day that I
Don’t save any money.
At least I’m not in the
Street doing drugs, honey.

And what is this that you have
Against my hair color?
So it’s a little purple
That’s no reason to holler.

When my clothes aren’t wrinkled
And even when they’re clean
You are still complaining
And you’re still terribly mean.

Sep 282012
 

A bulge of thoughts in my subconscious
I can feel its presence
But I do not understand
I cannot comprehend its meaning
It is there and yet
I’m not totally positive
About its existence
It is a feeling I have
Like knowing you’re being watched
And looking up and seeing no one

May 032009
 

People and their pets seem to be flocking to social networks. Most can be found on sites like Twitter and facebook, while many are still holding out over at MySpace although it is dropping in popularity.

Popping up all over the internet is a new breed of social networking sites. These new sites are catering specifically to the pet owner and their pets. Sites like YouPet, Cute as Hell and Pikapet are strictly on Topic pet only sites. And yes, your pet is welcome, actually expected, to have his own profile. There are other sites to like People Pets that are offshoots of the human centric sites. So if your pet, like mine, is so inclined set him up with his own profile on Twitter, facebook or the like and watch his virtual friends pile up.

May 022009
 

Pets on the interwebs. Search any social network on the internet these days and you will most certainly find a bunch of pet lovers. Search MySpace, facebook or Twitter just a little harder and you will find the pets that belong to those very same pet lovers. Yes, there is a growing number of pets who blog or have their own web pages, and they connect with each other on these social networks.

Take my big boy Boris for example. I blog about him quite often, what is he does, his new toys, etc. When we first got him I even started a blog about his care and growth. Then we both got sick and the blog fell to the wayside. Recently I started dealing more with facebook and Twitter (as MySpace is yesterdays news) and found myself one night setting up accounts for Boris. So now you can follow the exploits of this kitty cat across the web via his blog (he took it over how), twitter and facebook.

I will continue to write about him here, as he is just too darn cote not too (besides he tends to ignore the fact that he has three older sisters who don’t play on the web — you know how it is for us older folks).

Mar 202009
 

Are you old and like to write sceince fiction stories? Then check this out.

“The Speculative Literature Foundation is offering a grant of $750 to any writer of speculative literature of 50 years or older at the time of application who is just beginning to work professionally in the field. There are no restrictions on the use of the grant money.”

Pretty sweet deal. Alas I have a few years to wait before applying. 😉

Apply here: SLF Older Writers Grant

thnx Boing Boing