A few words
"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"
"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories — if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
―The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes
“The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
Think about it
Kill that boredom!
Binder Paper Comics
Web Comics and Such
A Distant Soil (Some nudity)
The Adventures of Gyno-Star (Some explicit stuff)
Blue Milk Special
Cigarro & Cerveja
Cyanide and Happiness
dead winter (has some explicit stuff)
Devilbear: The Grimoires of Bearalzebub (PG-13?)
Eat That Toast!
Ectopiary (Some nudity)
The Fancy Adventures of Jack Cannon
For Lack of a Better Comic
Girls with Slingshots (some explicit stuff...?)
Hark! A Vagrant
Head Doctor Productions
The Intrepid Girlbot
The Last Halloween
Last Train to Old Town
The League of Evil Genius
Legend of Bill
Living With Insanity (some nudity)
Love Me Nice
Married to the Sea
The Moon Prince
Moth (Some nudity)
The Non-Adventures of Wonderella
Political Cartoonists Index
Poorly Drawn Lines
Robbie and Bobby
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Scenes from a Multiverse
The Secret Knots
Stand Still. Stay Silent
Strong Female Protagonist
The Super Fogeys
Tales of Pylea
Three Word Phrase (some nudity)
Tiny Kitten Teeth
Toothpaste for Dinner
Trying Human (Some nudity)
Two Guys and Guy
Yellow Peril (PG-13)
Infrequently/No Longer Updating Web Comics
The Abominable Charles Christopher
The Adventures of Dr. McNinja
The Adventures of Ellie Connelly
Bag of Toast
Bear in Mind
The Book of Biff
Chain Bear (Some explicit stuff)
Daisy is Dead
Edmund Finney's Quest to Find the Meaning of Life
A Fine Example
Finn and Charlie are HITCHED
Hello with Cheese
Kyle & Atticus
Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
Letters to a Wild Boar
Lovecraft is Missing
Meat and Plastic
The Nerds of Paradise
No Reason Comics
One Swoop Fell
Pictures for Sad Children
A Redtail's Dream
Roy's Boys (PG 13?)
Run Freak Run
The Super Gay Adventures of Ross Boston
YU + ME
Pure Flash Awesomeness
Die Anstalt : Toy Psychiatry
Clients from Hell
Creatures in My Head
Damn You Auto Correct!
Jhonen Vasquez's site
Overheard in New York
Passive Aggressive Notes
The mall, some pictures [2nd password]
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
This title is amazing, you just can't tell
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Listening to: Gizmode by Zombie Nation
I feel like playing The Sims 2, which I haven't touched in a while.
The problem is that usually I just create a new character, make them have an affair with an old character, and leave. (Yes, I know it's terrible. Terribly fun!)
I've really got to stop making everyone have a romance aspiration. :|
Also I'm kind of hungry but I feel like there's nothing to eat. I had some Joe's Os with milk, but that was kind of eh. (They taste very rice-y to me and I still can't figure out why)
Thinking about food so greasy that the oil sloshes through the chinks between your teeth and dribbles down your chin, and it's grossing me out. Also now I kind of want to brush my teeth....
There is a possibility that I will write a better entry later, but it's just a possibility.
I wish I had Nightlife instead of Open for Business. Business sucks!
Also, yay for Zombie Nation. :)
For Halloween I am not seriously considering dressing up as a giant traffic cone.
Ach, my feet
Monday, July 28, 2008
(I don't expect any sympathy from Dilated, who has taken much offense to my saying "eh" in reference to his beloved Texas)
Walked a lot today. At least, the most I've walked in about a month.
I met Varsha at the park, but took some pictures there beforehand.
One of the swings was gone. :S
Only a chain remains...
There were several squirrels creeping around in the grass, eating who knows what.
Well, this one wasn't in the grass, but y'know.
The Silicon Valley, where people throw monitors into dry creeks.
Varsha was looking at the rest of the junk before I took the picture.
I'm not exactly sure how the parts got where they did, it's like the thing exploded.
A chair, some sofa cushions, and two Seaworld cards under the bridge.
Varsha and the twenty CDs she found at the library.
Actually twenty two, 'cause some of them were double cases.
Also, here's a picture of this little melon my mom got at the farmer's market.
It tasted like a cantaloupe but was green so... cantadew?
Silly people, I'm not on crack
Sunday, July 27, 2008 This is not fake
Some of the reactions to my last post were very amusing.
Did any of you notice the "This is fake" notice I put in the date area?
I figured that I hadn't spewed out any complete nonsense for a while and got my creative juices flowing.
In making it sort of more coherent, I guess I cut away some of its potential to be absurd. Ah well.
Had a dream that I knocked on DC's door and he answered and let me in. The dream mainly consisted of me checking out various oddities inside. Such as the computer that required tokens to operate, apparently. It looked like a slot machine but for the monitor in place of those spinning things.
For some inexplicable reason, he was really tired after saying "this is my house," so he lay down on a cot in the midst of some couches that were located in a sunken livingroom-type area. I guess I took this as a cue to look around at the rest of the house...
There was another computer, then a glass door with light streaming in, then two of what I assume were bathrooms. They had hospital curtains around them. Well, the curtains were drawn back but they had the track around them and curtains off to the side. There was a carpeted hall down the middle that led to somewhere else, and the two bathrooms on opposite sides of it. Both of them had gigantic bathtubs.
The one on my left was huge, but it was like a large hot tub size. Actually, it reminds me of something I saw when my family was on its first roadtrip... but anyway, it was a lot smaller than the one on my right.
When I looked at the bathtub on the right, it was about the size of an olympic swimming pool. I kid thee not. I think it was shallower than that, though, and it was empty.
I wondered briefly why he had such enormous bathtubs then turned around to see if he was awake yet. He wasn't.
Though I couldn't tell you why, I had this vague idea in the back of my mind that I had snuck into his house. I mean, I recalled him letting me in, but I kept feeling like I was supposed to be looking for something.
That was about it though.
I really want to say epic, sweet, awesome, way, seriously, dude, and what the hell. Dunno why.
At about three, my mom started knocking on my door and wouldn't stop until I got up. Then she made me go peel apples for applesauce. Now, this would not be such a big deal if they were at least relatively the same size or not covered in bad spots.
As it was, it took me about... seven? minutes to peel each (tiny) apple because the peeler was crap and the apples were soft, which doesn't work very well for peeling. And to make it worse, ever now and then, right after I'd finished peeling and apple and picking out all the bad parts, it would slip and fall down the garbage disposal. (I won't fault you for laughing...)
I'd rather peel potatoes somewhere. At least I'd probably get paid for that. And potatoes don't bruise like apples and don't have fucking cores.
So yeah, that's been my day so far. Sleeping and peeling tiny apples that fell on the ground and got molested by bugs.
I keep seeing MoDS in the Lurkers list but he hasn't said anything or posted an entry. :|
Hear ye, hear ye
This is fake
After some careful consideration I have decided to never come back to Nutang.
Why? You may ask.
Well, it's because, after drinking four gallons of moonshine and falling in love with an elk, I realized that my true calling was... to go to THE WILD.
Yes, the wild. Like where that guy died because he ate some poisonous peas or something.
So now I'm going to live where the buffalo roam, where the deer and the antelope play.... IN ANTARCTICA.
Elkie and I have decided to rent an igloo, or maybe a snow fort if that isn't available, and spend the rest of our lives helping polar bears learn to swim.
Since everyone knows that ice mosquitoes hate computers with a vengeance, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep in contact with anyone at all forever. Sorry, but this is the way it has to be. I'll try to send everyone some penguin jerky by traveling glacier, but I can't guarantee any of you will get it. If you find any though, you know it's from me.
The wedding is next month, and you'd all be invited but he invited his murderous unicorn cousin and I don't want anyone to be involved in a horrible massacre. You can find our bridal registry at Crate & Barrel, though. We both decided that we only want plastic placemats and decorative napkin holders, because they are so useful and have many purposes. Although you can't come to the wedding, you can send them to us at 2609 Street St. c/o Hoss Delgado.
Have a nice life everyone, and I hope you like the penguin jerky and/or banana-flavored leprechaun hats, if you get any.
P.S.- Praetorian, I don't need crack for this!
With love and a salt lick for Elkie,
Aw crap not again
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Hey, guess what?
Friday, July 25, 2008
If your name is Rosalind you're a tender horse.
And if your name is Rhea, you're "menstruation; birth waters."
Now thank your parents for their excellent choice of names.
The entry below this one has pictures. LOOK AT IT.
English has a word for pretty much everything. Emetophilia - fetish for vomit. NASTY.
Think I've got about thirty seven pictures [2nd password]
Friday, July 25, 2008
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