CKY - Suddenly Tragic - Live At Mr Smalls Funhouse

CKY - Lost In A Contraption - Music Video

CKY - Escape From Hellview

Cky: Chinese Rap

CKY - "Knee Deep"

CKY - Disengage the Simulator

CKY - Attached At The Hip

CKY - Flesh Into Gear

CKY - Familiar Realm

Massive Attack - Karmakoma (HQ)

I Am Birthday Cake

I am birthday cake. For weeks we talk, plan, can't wait for the special day. Then finally it comes. All happiness and cheer when the cake arrives, all lit up with fire and smiles. Then we slice it up, stab it, smash it with our forks, gobble it down. The next day, we make promises, it definately won't go to waste. Used,useless it sits. Remains all smeared, ruffles and roses of no interest anymore. Tossed away without thought or care. I'm broken to pieces, crying in a trash bag. I don't want to be trash, but I feel like I am. I am just the remains of a used birthday cake in the garbage.

That Cake vid was from a contest they held.

Dated yes, but the end credit's song is the part I like best;

"People you love, will turn their back's on you.
You'll lose your hair, your teeth.
Your knife will fall out from it's sheath.
 But you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie."

Oh and this does not refer to anyone I know, you narcissistic mutherfucker's! :)

WORK!!!!

Yea for me and slightly weird for me and someone else that this opportunity has arisen! Although I missed the guest line-up and the cast-call, and work line-up for this month, whew! Next month, however, I, yes me, may actually, possibly, maybe, be a guest on a variety show and/or have a job in my field, wow at same place. Wow, I'm beginning to believe that there may be no such thing as random coincidences!

Mr. Kennedy what have those planets you talked about done to us..this is getting creepy funny!

My morning laugh TY @theangrymick!

alotofnothing RT @lizzwinstead: Sarah Palin has her tweets ghost written. I guess when you have no character, 140 of them seems daunting.

about 2 hours ago via TweetDeck

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CAKE Music Video "War Pigs" New song!

Follow Me Down

Gad's life can be exhausting sometimes

"Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming."
Dori from "Finding Nemo"

Unkle

I Love You. I have always loved you Mom.

Yesterday my mother said something to me. She said it in anger at the system and the war we are in against the father of my children and his father, along with the court system etc.. She said "The only person those children should be with and belong with are you!". Linked infinitely, she is a mother linked to me. Only a mother can know the real bond, can feel the real bond children have with them and no one else. They grew inside of me. My body sacrificed its' own needs for them. Nourishing them, as I will and have continued to sacrifice my body's needs for the children I brought into this world and my promise is to keep them safe. Keep them strong and loved. Their needs first. For me and for many mother's, this is natural. It is an unsaid, unwritten promise a mother makes to herself and to her child, usually even before the child is born. To take a child from a mother is like ripping a flower from it's root. The root withers, shrivels, and dies. The flower, once shining in the sun, loses petal by petal, hangs it's head down, withers...dies. What makes or can keep the root of the flower stronger, unbreakable? How can we be untouchable? How can I keep my flower's? How can I be an unkillable flowering mother? How can I be Ivy, there are no flowers on Ivy. That is the path of anger. So, I will be Morning Glory. Cut me again and again, I may die off in one place, but I will rise in another. My flower's will keep blooming, maybe where you cannot see. May be in shade. May be in sun. White, wholesome, pure, they will someday grow as strong, if not stronger, as I will continue to strive to be for them. Someday they will create flower's of their own through the ever entwining roots of another Morning Glory. She will bloom for them, and continue even in the shade.
We have court again today. The phone has already rang. She is on her way. I love you, mom, my Morning Glory.

The Nature Conservancy:

The Nature Conservancy: