Sunday, December 26, 2010

Apperently the mounds.....

There was an island. Amishty Island from what I can recall. I'm sure that's not the right name, you know how you can't real in your dreams supposedly. The is land was shaped like a crescent moon, with a large land mass on the upper part, then a tapering rocky jut out to the sea on the lower.
On the end of this rocky part the was a smaller, almost circular island. Big enough to hold a small light house and a some of the mounds. The mounds were where the vikings berried their dead long ago so this Sea Dragon, whom I never got the name of, wouldn't sack the island.
The one little village on the island consisted of a conservation building, 5 or so houses, a dock with a fuel pump and a little general store with a larger variety of items. The Conservation building held the library/books store, where you could buy "The Legend of Amishty", a top seller. It also held the Mound committee, the environment committee and the light house workers union. The light house workers union consisted of one worker, Akash, who came all the way from India.

That's all I know about the island and the people. But man was it a good dream. I don't know where the power came from but the town was nice. Although I didn't get to see the mounds due to rough seas I took in a lot. The is land is only an eight Km walk around the spine.

Dream shared!
Roscoe.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

FUCK CHRISTMAS!


I hate Christmas. HATE IT! Everyone gets stressed, and fights and everything that can go wrong ends up going wrong!

I missed one of the best eclipses in 300 years, then I didn't do anything for the solstice because people had to go to be at 10 o'clock....
My computer got Internet ass fucked this morning so i had to rip that apart and kick some ass.

SO! I'm pissed, really pissed. That is not good for my heart! NO BEER! So I'll sit here and drink tea and read. If any one bothers i might end up going to jail for murder...

I'm working on the blog this week I guess, maybe something special for stupid shit fest about that Jewish zombie. Like re write the nativity story... ;P

Couple of notes. No you do not get to hear about my first love, that Internet is dangerous and I'm keeping this blog more private, and no your not going to hear about my perfect world because that's part of why it's perfect. No one knows!

Food is good. I love you. But I hate you. (You know who you are!)
Roscoe

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Hold Message

I've a lot of work going on right now. 15 page essay, and two tests next week. Just letting you know that Wedge Radio is on hold until I get home in mid December.

But the major reforms will take place over break! Look forward to that.