Eight kids, on Halloween. This is the downfall of American society I tell ya. At least my town does trick or treat ON Halloween, unlike some of the other pansy-arse burgs around here.

We live in a couldesac and it’s 2 blocks square. It’s branched off a main road, two streets a block in both directions. The other part of our street is across a large 4 lane road and goes for about 1/2 mile. No one seemed to crossed over from that side to this one this y. It was a pretty decent night for a change fro an Ohio Hallween. Cool, but not nut numbing cold, no rain, snow, sleet or hail.

Four bags of candy - eight kids. Lots of candy - and I can’t seem to give it away. Pitiful.

Good thing I bought candy I liked.

Dinky Bomb comes courtesy of my brother, blame him.

Artist Renee Cox:

… “It’s just that African-Americans are invisible, especially in Renaissance art. And Christianity is big in the African-American community, but there are no representations of us.”

First, It’s hard for African Americans to exist in the 15-16th century. We were’nt even a country yet. DUH. Second, I think the hyphenating ‘orgin and country of residence’ is a almost purely American thing. People of African decent in Britian are “British” (If what I’ve hd if right.)

I wish we could all just be “American” here, but that won’t happen. We’ve got to define ourselves to larger subset since, I think, we have very little history of our own, and most people inthe USA aren’t bothered to ln world history. So as a whole we’re a bunch of stupids, and reconized as such by the rest of the world and get all offended for being caught red-handed, offtimes on video, being stupid. Guess what folks, we’re stupid, do something or stop whining about why the rest of the world can kick educational sand in our twerpy pimply faces. it does matter we’re a laughing stock, it does matter an it’ll prove it in about 50 years. Europe understands the long run they’ve had a few dozen centuries to know 50 years is a blink in the history of a people. 200 is a nap. We’re napping folks.

Lastly (and back on topic that I started with), Miss Over-Educated Self-important Artist Doofus, those would have been just plain “Africans”. And yes there were some at least, you can see them especially in the works of Bosearch (1, 2) and a few others have portraits, so there as some, I just can’t name the others I’ve seen off hand withotu spending a few hours to find them.

I’ll grant you it’s rare, but so were they in Europe. Medieval French writer Peter Abelard mentions black clergy and nuns with little more than a passing glance.

The thing about the great pieces of religious art - they weren’t made for the hell of it (sorry had to). They were made because rich patrons (sponsors if you will) wanted to gift a church or hang it in their house to looks especially pious, and filthy rich of course. The patrons usually got themselves painted INTO the picture with their families, which is the high point of commissioning artwork if you like, just like King James commissioning a bible, you can ask it say or look anyway you want.

So these rich sponsors of the great artists are usually slipped into the paintings in cameos sometimes as attending the wounds of Christ or the like. So no, unless the Black person had money, and some did and some had portraits made (I just can’t find them) especially in Italy.

They weren’t American though, I’ll give you that. Let’s get into our way back machine and fix that, maybe we can get our “Great Nation” ruin world’s history, and not just the future too.

And I’m pretty sure if you look at anything from Ancient Egypt you’ll seen some Africans too. Yup, willing to be money on it.

Yes, kids, pull around the chair and we’ll read True Porn Clerk Stories

Someone was kind enough to send me some new swankiness and this one hit me as a good addtion to the swanky spot.

Best. 404. Ever.

Some of you might remember a particularly brilliant fictional TV synopsis I did about David E Kelly’s new Girl’s Club series without seeing it.

Well, spank my heinie and call me Elijah - I’m a prophet. It seems I wasn’t too far off. ‘Girls Club’ has canceled after only two weeks.

As you may have noticed VBB has been a bit unpredictable the last few days. My mail has been as well.

MY webhost was doing a upgrade, and those things always turn from a 2-hour job to a 72-hour job it seems. It looks like the coast is cl for now, so I think it took.

So apologies if you couldn’t get in to any of my sites, folks.

On TV all these Hollywood shows show kids these great costumes in all those shows and so that’s what you expect as a kid eager for the fun night of free candy. Crisp weather, cool costume, crunchy leaves, clear night, and candy _ all the C’s. C’s are good.

Sleet doesn’t begin with “c”. Nor does snow, scarves, or rain. Welcome to life in the Midwest in late October.

So many of my best childhood costumes were messed up by Ohio Weather. One day it’s 70 degrees, the next day it’s a typhoon the next day it’s snowing, or snowing and raining with lightning. Who said the Midwest was boring?

My family always had a creative bent thanks to Mom. We took on Halloween like a dare for the original and daring. One year my Brother went as Pac Man.

I’m not kidding - a 5 year old kid with a blonde dutch-boy haircutted head poking out of a 3D cardboard PacMan. His costume at least could conceal a winter coat, not that one needed it walking around in that cardboard box covered in yellow paint. He was already in a house. He could have had a TV and a LaZBoy in there.

My brother was a gaming nerd even that long ago. You should see the picture of him on his 6th birthday with his birthday cake and his Silver lame Atari jacket he won for high score, he was so cute you wanted to pop his head off with that cocky smile, so proud in his little hard ned jacket. (His birthday was last week BTW, I forgot to publicly embarrass him. Happy B-day FunkyBlue!) I’ll have to steal it and scan it.

Another stellar year I had picked up a real cool mask at a trendy little book shop, I had made this some props out of tin foil. I was planning on looking cool. I spent days practicing the draping of my costume, and adjusting the mask just so. My mask had a pin wheel on it on the forehead too - it was way cool. Finally the day arrived.

“Egyptian pharaohs do not wear coats, Mom!” I decried as she forced my purple ski jacket on over my white sheet royal robes. She also made me take off my sandals to put on real shoes. (Mom’s are no fun at Halloween.)

The map is hilarious, and be sure to read the back story on said “Racist Aunt”.

I live where the nice people live! (I wonder if see considers Cincinnati in the KKK zone or not… Hal f the time Cincinnati seems to think it’s in Kentucky more than Ohio anyway.)

Hell, be sure to read the entire site, all of it, I snorted Doritos out my nose on every page. Menu onthe right, read them all kiddies.

Thought I’d give an update for those that care.

As a whole I’m better. After getting to the doctor then having to go back a few times when it got worse again. good.
I’m just finishing up my dual courses of Cipro drops ( anthrax! Just kiddin’ and tablets it really knocked it on it’s butt fast once we figured out to go with the killer heavy duty stuff. I can get a job at the Post Office now!

The down side is since it’s passed again I notice a signifigant loss of hearing and a signifigant increases in tinitus (something I’ve always had but this is much worse then the norm) since the first incident (and nuch more severe bout) in May, and the repeat has increased it even more somewhat.

So, now I am to go through a battery of hearing tests and even some more intensive and scary looking machines that go “ping” for them to get an idea what happened where and if it can even be fixed.

If you have eve hd the high pitched squeal a tv makes, it’s like that in my head, only like it’s piped in on head phones. With just a delicate hint of white noise tossed in for added anoyance. 24/7. I can’t drown it out any longer, I can ALWAYS hear it now, and it’s signifgantly louder on my left side where before it was a more equalized stereophonic form of hell.

This is funny though, on my last doctor visit he says to continue my drops so many more days then to make a 1/2 and 1/2 solution of white vinegar and distilled water to “bring the canal to a normal pH level”.

Yup…. douche. I said that too, he laughed - without trying to look like he was laughing (new young doctor trying to look all professional) - and I cracked the nurse up.

Sometimes I kill me.

I’m not quite sure why, but I’m #20. Webpage refferal fun.

This is normally not the stuff I put on here, but reading it I could barely belive it.

I don’t like rap music, or hip hop, and I think it does send he wrong message, but it does send a message that should be protected by freedom of speech, no?

In you’re inthe Bay Area, you should know this…

I can’t wait to try this out. I work out of the house so I have lots of chances for this. heheh.The Anti-telemarketing counterscript

To vote for Moi at The Bloggys, I’m up for consideration in: Design, Best New Blog and Blog of the Month I believe.

Thank you for your support - Bartles & Jaymes.

UHF is playing right now on the tv - God I love that movie.

Aren’t these attractive? Nothing says “fashionable” like looking like you’ve owned ONE pair of pants since Junior High. Big worn looking white stripes, front and back, making it look like you are walking on poles. So fakey looking too, not even a normal wear pattern. Not like onthe bottom half of your behind, like real wear would look, no, just two straight line shooting out of your butt. Real attractive.

I saw them in vegas lier in the y, (always on skinny as a rail women too small to wrap around my wrist with waistbands to low you could see butt crack, with HUGE hair - dancers/cocktail waitresses, had to be) and thought “why in hell would you want to look like you are a limestone quarryman? Sometimes the legs are brown instead of white, oh lovely look there, says “crack whore” to me.

Saying that I can hear my mom’s voice coming out of my mouth. I am offically the “unhip middleaged fat ass” now. If I had kids they’d be working mighty hard to ignore me.

Ultimate Chaos’ AOL CD Contest will repeat for 2002. It’s not announced yet, but I JUST hd it will be repeating. Contest? Make something COOL out of those useless AOL discs. get them from where ever, just as long as they are out of the landfills and off the streets.

There were some COOL winners last y.

My brother devised and organized the thing, so I’m a lttle biased to it’s coolness. I’m a sponsor! Or will be! I’ll be donating something spiffy from PixelDecor’s Shop for it.

If you’d like to give the gift of swag for the contest prizes, please email My Brother, FunkyBlue about it (or any other questions about the contest)

I’ll let you know more as I know it.

And I can say that cause I’m like a scant two years older than him.

Dave finds HIS fame and fortune Well fame anyway in a Aussie newspaper as a ” blog”. I hope his Wife(tm) can scrape him off the cieling. I hope he has changed his underw.

Who is a silly silly man.

Happy St Crispins day!
In honor of the day, go overwhelm something arrogant and French. A creme puff will do.”

I mutilated a bunch of French Fries today running errands, I’m glad to see I had a real GOOD REASON to eat them now! YAY!