Wednesday, September 17, 2003

I am cracking myself up. I have nothing to say. Not a damn thing. Really. Nope, nada, nothing. Absolutely nothing. No feelings to express, no emotions, nope, nothing. 100% Grade A nothing. Nothing. Black, void, hole in the universe, nothing. Complete emptiness. Lacking all, lacking everything, lacking. Nothing.
Wait, this sounds good. Lets put some music to what I just said. Pitcher a daddyo in the corner playing a stand up base. “Ba Bum Bum Bum Bum Bum Bum Bum, BaBum Bu Bu Bu Bu.” Now start over from the top and tap your foot to the beat and sing it. Let it possess you, let it slide off the tong like sugar. Yeah! You got it. Now you got it, keep going….

I have just written a song about nothing. That was fun, but I was also contradicting myself. This is sillier than Space Ghost…..

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