President's Day. Unprecedence.: Paper Peanut Butter.
I'm thinking I need a category that says work. Anyway. According to Dave. I have the ability to make people around me dork around. Even when I don't try to. It's like an aura I have. But. Yeah. Today. I was in the print room. And. Of course. I was out of paper peanut butter to go with my paper jam. But. I had to ask for assistance. And. When the problem was found. The person I asked to help me. Tried balled up the jam. And. Decided he was going to shoot it into the trash can behind me. ... I couldn't resist smacking the paper sphere out of the way. With authority. And. I topped it off with the. Kakakakaka. If you hung out with me. Or. Seen DC. You know what I'm talking about. Seriously. It was with authority.
The Jesus Kids
I think I'm probably stealing this idea from a bunch of other people's ideas, but I'm adding something extra to the overall idea. There should be a cartoon/TV show/comic strip about Jesus as a kid and young teen and he faces all the teenage problems. Sorta like Saved by the Bell. Like there's one episode where Jesus gets peer pressured into turning water into wine for his so called "friends." Then in another episode Jesus tries to get his drivers license, but fails the test, so he steals a cart so he can go to the big party, but then crashes the horse. Another episode would be where Jesus is trying to find his identity so he becomes a goth kid. Maybe there would be an episode where Jesus and his step dad have a big fight about Jesus having long hair. Of course every episode would end with everyone learning something and all the problems being solved. Obviously we'll go for historical accuracy in this show, so we'll have a black Jesus.
I have a lot of other ideas like that. I just need some way to put them in an entertaining form.
I Had Good Things Today.
I had a lot of good stuff to say today. Except. I forgot it. If only I had a note pad. And. A pen. So. I could remember to get a notepad. And. A pen. So I could remember the stuff I wasn't supposed to forget.
Hey I'm turning 23 on Friday March. You know which one. If not. Send me a message. I'll post something. Once I figure out my invitation.
school of killkaraoke
Time to knock that post down finally. Happy Valentine's Day.
So if killkaraoke was an online school, we'd teach superhero ethics, superhero sociology, superhero accounting, superhero finance, and now a new class, time travel rules. I mean the rules of time travel, although time travel does indeed rule. We'll teach you when you should and shouldn't use time travel to solve your problems and world problems.


