Dubya's got five on it.

And Why wouldn't he?

P-dubs is one of the worst presidents ever, thats a given. but i'm pretty sure hes tryin to outshine hitler and aunt jemima as far as crazy diamonds go. Fuckin snickers bar scrotum nutty. I don't know how cool it would be to give the president props after getting your arm blown off. And you know the right is dubya's fappin arm. at least you can rubbin alcohol that arm you got in a hospital that was dirty by ethiop standards(no offense ukyuk, you dirty dubquap) all so uncle sam could suck his own dick. I'm movin to puerto rico so i dont have to put up with this bullshit anymore. Puerto Rico is like america's bellybutton. Its always warm and humid, and some time giant pieces of chicken fall right onto and remain for weeks until they finally become lasgana. and i dont think they have to vote either, and they speak spanish. I'm surprised bob dylan or the mexicans haven't stolen them yet, ill have to wikipedia that shit.

Terpsichore is one of the Nine Muses because nine is my favorite number

You could wish for a sacrifice but only get vegetables that you don't like to eat. Of course I am able to cane someone for their pity and their prize at the same time. I've snorted ecstacy a couple of months ago and threw my favorite beer into a shrub hoping to find it after the frozen rains have wilted away into the asphalt tesselations. I have recently come across a flyer that was handed out to my in my domicile as an invite to remember the greatist man that ever lived. Egotism enthralled my amusement because I can't remember when I died to remember myself. But to the individual we reprise to enlighten ourselves that what we had heard through the music was dashing and hollow without dispair. I control the faulty robotics because I programmed them to an extent that they have no perfect design. Speak to many that love Portland hate the Emerald city but would rather live in a ham full of belling. I only hear chimes in the morning. The bells of a train that force me to rise early to take the dawns first urination. I snore for the gods amusement because the jackass that plays lute on Olympus just started taking lessons. I've always said the devil is in the details only recently. To greet the darkest hour requires you to know how to by a candle. Paraphin sucks. A guy told me tonight that he saved a great dane puppy from horrible owners. 45 minutes later I found myself running after a Deer and two of her babies. True story because I was winded walking up to the cubby hole hibernate. Poppy was a fluke because gin and jack wrote the design. I grabbed a wire hanger and made a lot of money. There is a Dianetics center down the block a couple of ways. I long to wear a wig and fly clothes to see what kind of stew they brew. I will go to sleep now. It sucks because I like waking up knowing I have to suck. No matter what happens life is a gag reel on mute. The replay is just something you pay for twice over because you lost the original copy along the way. Modest Mouse sucks because George Thurgood didn't influence anyone especially Yanni. Be those you hate and die being hated. I need to get another Tarot reading because the last one I had was spot on. Like a chili dog stain I wish I had got from the casino that one day I scored eighty bucks on a roulette table. I made wise bets but the bets made wiser luck. If I had a bunyun for ever step I took I wouldn't ask a grandmama how she got her walker. Everyone knows Sleep Country makes matresses you can fuck on. If you read this and you already participated in some fuck you can understand it. If you haven't participated in some fuck recently I will trust you to wrap some grape leaves around boiled lamb and drink some cheap wine. Feeling regal is different than being regal but if you tell yourself the cheese and crackers and blood water is what makes you elite you are one step behind the forwardness. Is that a word? This chick had a Shenlong tattoo on her back that I found amusing. She liked Dragon Ball Z and has some of the same teachers I did. She is more successful. Yes because she is a woman and has tattoos. I'm not because I've acted like a woman and have tattoos. Sometimes I regret how much I've said the perfect things. This is a blog entry that has become emo. Otis Redding said it best...if I had known what he said I would be able to quote it. Hard to handle. I have a couple of new phrases.

Spot on.
Full Tilt.
Roadblock.
V to V.

If you want to know what those mean ask me I will tell you.

That guy I met in a Black Metal band broke up with his woman. Sucks for him. He could be lying a ditch right now with a Colt 45 fourty taking a spill all over his chin. Mr. North knows what a chin spill is. Brian Greene needs to teach me some shit. I'm going to be an astronomer.

Obfuscate means to confuse and bewilder.

And crack be more wilder than crank. Aussie's shouldn't marry turks. isnt that how world war one started? and wiki admins are proof of our existence. and ruining relationships could be better than being in one. as long as you're not kissing some other dudes swimmers on the lips. I think my windows XP went down because vista is going up. kinda like how a females libido crashes when she sees your 64 inch erection in high definition. money bags is a lesbian. and homosexuals will always have more money than the rest of us. this is what caused world war dos. the fags jews and retards had more money than the germans. a true working man's revolution. i bet henry ford shit the bed. IBM thought there was a global market for 5 computers when they started around 1905. makes you wonder how apple thinks they can keep selling ipods. I want to sell I=pods. Pod People. i had a lot of pod people come to the movie theatre last night. they are from cocoon, i am sure of this. also the mugs have secured the bathroom for themselves. they have the only key to the deadbolt, so they lock themselves into a drunken lovefest in a public restroom and pop tops of champagne by the 40oz. i am just waking into the middle of the night. i think i will attend the bars, and try not to stain my new shirt with booze and estrogen.

peace love and herpes simplex.

El ginko.

P.S. dont worry aussie, Drini got married, and he still attends ginkfist somewhat regularly. he also works at university, proof that ginkfist is for intellectuals. we should discuss modern literature one day, so i can quote my extensive hustler and calvin and hobbes collections.

eine dunkle Gestalt

If you relate things to shape and form are you deconstructing aesthetics to understand your surroundings? Are you saying there is a universal truth? Disregarding the facts of Platonic realism and saying that universals exists on a broad level apart from our corporeal bodies. That the universal truths and lies are bound by an abstract sense juxtapose our reality and teething close to our assumptions? Then what is faith in the former in the faith of the divine? Is not the divine "truth" or a path a way to actually know the universality that surrounds you and not to just abide by it's omnipotence but act accordingly within these universals? I always have a problem when it comes to this. The loop around or the contradiction because you can keep pulling reasons from both sides. Eventually it wont be an arguementative stand off and you just have all these facts pouring out from each side. It's like a mexican standoff that ends in a mexican standoff.

Aussie do not marry Suleiman!!!
Do me a favor and buy me a ticket to Austrailia.
I'll make it worth your while.


p.s. please don't be a psycho lady when i go there and keep me in the basement like that chick from misery.

Soldier down.

why life rocks:
1. that chick below is sexy, and so are illegitimate children, i would like to obfusicate some.( i think thats a word?)

2. its open mic night at the alaskan, and they have high life again. which means i will probably be gettin hammertimed on a ginkhole budget.

3. i have three jobs, and am broke.

4. FDAU does occur at the alaskan.

5. im sorta on vacation?

6. gink has internet access again, just in time for my windows to go down. so i may be without image capabilities again. or i never got em back?somethin.

Farm boy

Has anyone seen Mark Farmer lately? If you have any knowledge of his where-abouts please don't contact me.

The reason you have two kids already.

Want some candy ethiop?

In the immortal words of Shao Kahn..."Ahh..too easy."

Too bad VR Troopers would kick his ass faster than Forman could grill a burger.

V to V

Is this a dyke?

Deez other nutz

Tom Brady gonna make a bastard child with Gisele. That's what he gets for messing around with animals in Africa.

Tom it's a good case of "Hit it...and forget it!"
I bastardized Ron Popeils: "Set it and forget it!"
I'm back online now much of the assers so prepare for Ginkfist Global. I think I'm going to buy the Dallas Mavricks and sell them to Sammy Sosa for a cool mint so we can merge with Myspace.

Deez nutz

The greatist trick Satan ever pulled was convincing man that Ginkfist didn't exist.

Do not harbor pain on your sleeves but in the soles of your shoes because Dr. Scholls has something for that. Who thought of thinking? Was it the thought of thinking that thought of it? It's too bad thinking wasn't blamed for the apple incident way back when. Boy did we sure burn the bridge to that one. I keep thinking that there is a designated apple you look at everyday and wonder if you should eat it. It might not necessarily bestow you with the divine knowledge but it will at least tell you if you are eating of the earthen fruits or the earthen shits. It could either be a milk dud or two you never know.

El Ginko is going to try and pursue the Aussie. Especially if he ever gets the chance to bang the shit out of it in a bathroom stall while wearing a raggedy Led Zeppelin shirt that he got from a traveling wise man employed by the Salvation Army. I would bet that she is a screamer. And someone screaming El Ginko would be the highlight of my flaccid days masturbating to J Crew catalogues.(I'm finding that Crayolas give me a mean hard on nowadays.) It would be eerie if she was that silent type that just breathes heavily into your ear and when you are done she whispers about how she thought about killing you as you were impaling her with a Bronsonville sausage. Some people are twinky like that. I would bet all the nickels that I have though, that she is a sexual tyrannosaur with the stamina of a wildebeest and an ass that crushes chopsticks into little stilts that Lego toys could use. But if my bet returns to be one of the losing kind I would like to have a detailed description of what it's like to go down under on an Aussie by the end of tomorrow. Like I told you. J Crew just doesn't cut it for me anymore.

775 and still tickin, eat that methusala.

Almost to 1000 posts in 14 months. and we've had 20000 people read this horrible beershit. I like the gink have cut back on the boozin, but just cause shit has been shitty and i dont need to add to it with drunken alaskan winters blackin out punchin smokeynoteef's in the mug for mean muggin a couzin of a tlingit. and pussy is a paradox. im antirelationship, but propussy. which means i have to be uberleet drinkin to accomplish this. which sucks cause im cuttin back. either way, theres always those crazy aussies. we'd tear em up and explain how were actually 8 years old and autistic and how we know whats up. speakin of, Juneau is a small town in which i exist, and there was a 4 year old autistic child who was walkin around tellin people he was me. no lie. he was goin around sayin "I'm El Ginko, the smartest man in the world" cept he used my real nom de plume. i shit a solar system when he said to me at the grocery store. its like a phil collins song or something. I'm also gunna be without photoshop abilities for a weebit. we're shackin up a friend on rough times. we're like a hostel or something. except theres no free coffee.

No Coachella this year but Reggae on the river!

Reggae on the river in California in August anyone want to go?

And since I am not going to go to Coachella to kill myself again this year I am going to go watch Air in ghetto Tacoma and MC Chris at Chop Suey in Seattle. Anyone want to go and fuck like rabbits in Pioneer square?

what does it mean? I think pineapple came before the egg before the chicken before the macrocosm.

To deliver a motive to yourself is to become the harbinger of all the news you decide to hear from one ear and out the other. You can choose to shoot the messenger without hurting anyone else. I keep relying on an answer I got from reading "Fear and Trembling" where Kierkegaard quotes Hegel by saying,"that man is the moral form of evil." I don't know if that is exactly how he worded it but the gist is starting to make a lot of sense. Since the book or so what I've read so far talks about this massive paradox and it tends to become an enlightening contradiction with every paragraph that I read. I started thinking about the whole side of pessimism most of us clings onto because they are so afraid of living life thinking that everything is going to be alright. The truth of the fact is is that everything is going to suck at one time or another it's just better to be happy at the precise moment right before it happens so you have something of a betterment to look forward. That's why I'm going to quite drinking whiskey. After standing on top of a Holiday Inn and a whole night of other lunatic antics I've come to an epiphany about my friend Mr. Daniels. He is a hard ass motherfucker that lets you forget everything that you shouldn't because you tend to think that what you are thinking isn't worth remembering. Usually those thoughts are some sort of weight. I'm not saying I'm depressed because I'm not. I would rather say to myself and maybe to others that I am dealing with the fact that I actually put shit in front of a fan and let it splatter all over my face. It's like opening the refrigerator and leaving the box of cereal in there and wondering why you did that. It's because you weren't really thinking about it at the time. And that to me is a very broad metaphor for what has been going on. I haven't had the ability to gink out and photoshop so I think I'm going through a heavy withdrawal.

All the butchers are waiting for the cows to back up into their knives so they can play the beef dance round and round and Rocky can get a chance to break some ribs Sub-Zero style.

All the rain drops are really hits of acid and it makes you see reality as you would normally see it. That's why all the people in the desert are crazy because there is no sun and normal after a torrential downpour.

All the kittens in the world wont quench the hunger I feel for pogs and trogs.

I met someone once that told me everything I wanted to hear. I wish I had the chance for her to tell me those things again to see if I understood her language.

She is not with me now but with another who I think is probably more fluent in the same language.

This is why we pine over ourselves. Because Shakespeare was a homo. Because lucidity is a fraction of the portion you will receive from divinity.

now its time.

its time for a mime Projectionist of john the baptist getting eaten by a wain whale

The great Iz