dc30 in idea barrages

Red licorice is supposed to be strawberry. The most delicious fake strawberry Dow Chemicals’ wildest dreams could conceive. Cherry? Really? We didn’t crawl outta the muck into the trees and back down to walk upright so that we had to eat red licorice that’s cherry. Boo to that.

“Forbidden Chocolate” they call it now. They won’t even call it “Death By Chocolate Iced Cream” anymore. Cowards, all of them, all of us.

I like to think the sequel to “Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves” would’ve been called “Robin Hood: Burglar King”.

Once you officially Succeed, there’s no more Darwinian need to learn or grow or change. You’re A Success, no one wants you to change, you’re too profitable, but when things change around you, you’re done. Failure continues educating you to your very last breath. It’s a trade-off.

Unreliable Narrators who are actively trying to lie to the audience are played out and uninteresting. Give me an unreliable narrator who THINKS they’re telling the God’s Honest but is either crazy or ignorant to the truth, that’s the good stuff. That’s the really real.

I’m not actually a worm, though I do have a doctorate IN worm, that’s why they call me Doctor Worm.

Today I found out there’s a toy for an elite version of one of Shredder’s mooks called THE FOOT ENFORCER and now I want to call arch support inserts for sneakers that instead.

“I swear to God, Weezer was good once!” you yell as your child calls the old folks home to pick you up, convinced you have irrevocably lost control of your senses. They no longer have the capacity to help you, you are too far from any perception they could ever hold of reality.