Let me start from the position that I don’t give a fuck about this dude. He looks like any homeless person you would find on the street begging for change.
Do you see this fucking image above. I tried to generate a picture of Pedro Pascal and I get this shit. This fake ass dude looks way better looking (pause) then that begger looking old and busted dude. Look at this dude.
This fucking dude is a movie star?! Holy shit! The times have gone to the fucking doggs bro.
Here is my opinion of Pedro Pascal. He looks boring my dude. I look at his face and I listen to him *act* and I want take a nap. He looks so fucking tired of sucking dick. But, he’s so addicted to dick that he can’t stop now. How the fuck else is he going to get movie deal.
Now this is my opinion and it is the correct opinion of all time. I win awards for my opinions you know.
But, I just don’t get it. What the fuck happened to actors that looked good looking or at least not like some fucking dude waiting at a traffic stop for spare change and sob story to tell for twenty dollars.
Habits and daily rituals. We all have these two elements working in our lives. These two factors are the two strongest forces that are programmed into us as children. We become adults, and we begin to program them into our lives automatically without thinking.
Addiction. Is the habit and daily ritual we programmed into our lives. How do you break that programming. It’s not easy, but it is possible.
Vision. You have to have a vision or programming you wish to have in your life. You have to install that vision into a plan, and then you have to execute that plan with brutal blunt determination.
This is the vision that I want for my life. I will program my life and my mind to make that vision my daily habits and daily rituals of my life. That means any other programming must be canceled so that I get the vision I want. That means you have to lose something to gain something else of value to your vision. Choose the vision you want for your life.
“Yo! Flow. I don’t know how you got in here but you better bounce Raw B just walked into the Untouchables.”
Flow Rider glanced over her shoulder and then quickly looked away.
“I’m not afraid of her.” Flow said faking bravado.
“Bitch. You really don’t think she didn’t know you would be here?! Everybody remembers what you said about her kids. She going to stomp your ass out. I ain’t trying to clean up the mess she’ll leave on my new floors after she-.”
“Shit!” Flow took off her heels and ran out of the back door.
I sighed in relief. I waved Raw B to a seat. “Thanks for coming through. I think Flow will stay away for a few months now.”
Raw B stared at me.
“What’s up?”
“Fatty. You sent me 500 ebs yesterday and tipped me 1k ebs today. We agreed on 500 my love.”
I smiled. “Yes we did. I gave you the extra because Ali sent me 2k this morning because it’s my birthday. I decided to spread the love around.”
Raw B shook her head at me. “You sent me your birthday money. Why? You were scared I was going to stomp that girl out for real?”
I nodded. “I knew it was a possibility you were going to stomp her out. When I saw that look in your eyes coming in I knew you were going to stomp her out. Flow Rider can’t handle a female like you.”
“Fatty, Do you like Candy on your birthday or cake?” She asked.
I frowned at her question and the tone of her voice. “The only cake I like is on the backside of a big booty chick with a curvy body and dark chocolate skin. I can’t stand cake or sweets. Listen, you showing up and advertising for the Untouchables is good and damn sure isn’t as much money as you’ve tipped me, oh remember friends to tune into Raw B Money’s page for the money game and juicy corpo executive gossip. Raw! What time are you going live today?”
Raw B smiled. “Right after the Untouchables story bar hours. Fatty. I knew you would like Dark chocolate, Happy Birthday, my Love.” She said looked to the front of the Bar.
I followed her gaze toward the front and froze. “Holy shit. How much she cost you?!”
“Oh not a thing. I am Fixer, my Love. Her name is Bee Candy. She’s in town for the night. Why don’t you show her a good time.”
“Tiger G hit the music. We going to turn it up!”
I watched as Bee spun in a circle to the music changing clothes in a glow of white energy and looking even more sexy. We flowed into the dance. “I’m Fatty.” I said close to her ear.
She smiled over her shoulder at me. “I’m Bee. Let’s party.”
She climbed on to the bar and started dancing waving for me to join her.
“Remember friends always becareful when dancing on a bar. Shout out to the Untouchables and the blessed lady Raw B Money.”
I could hear Largo laughing over my headset radio. I smiled.
“Bro. Look up ahead. It’s Frost himself waiting for us! At the raid location no less. Huh?!” Largo said.
“Looks like we were finally able to draw him out of hiding in the background. You know what that means?!”
“Mission accomplished!” I said feeling the full satisfaction of knowing we had played this asshole into finally coming out into the open where we could hit.
“Aw. Look at him coming to greet us. He must be fans of ours!”
I laughed as we got off our bikes the mission was done. The reat depended on whatever plans the Boss or kings had going.
< Get out of there. It’s done!> Hexi yelled over the radio.
We cut the line. We couldn’t do that we still had to keep the ice head located to location until the Boss made his move.
I didn’t know why he wanted me to do this or what good it would do any of them out fighting in this stupid war. I didn’t know what to say.
“They killed two of my sons today!”
“This war has barely started and already I’m dying inside. But, this isn’t about me. This is our realm. Our home. Their here to take it.” I said as I felt my pain begin to ignite into a slow burning rage.
“You are my sons. My brothers. My extended pack. Fight on my brothers. Fight on my sons. This is who we are. We never give up!”
“They came to plunder and destroy. There have been others. It’s time we put these Ice heads in the grave with the others.”
The camera went black as I saw Cooper staring at me with crimson blood red eyes. “We will win!”
I turned drawing my P 20 and fired it and saw that same green flames coming out of the nose of my revolver and felt the pull of energy come out of me. I smiled as the ice head blew away into pieces. I turned to Omarion. “I got him!”
Omarion was looking past me down at the enemies still approaching us. “Not him. Look. It’s him.”
I turned and stared. At the powerhouse baring down on us like a fucking missile from a Death cruiser!
“Him!”
“Holy shit!”
“Who the hell is that?!” Omarion asked.
“Wow!” I said. The kid was cutting up a storm.
He drove up to us grinning like a school kid that won the big game. He nodded to us. “The name’s Nav! They call me the Sandman! Hexi sent me to keep you guys alive and put Ice heads to SLEEP!!”
He had a set of balls on him. I wondered though who the hell he was. Omarion nodded his head though. “Thanks for coming Nav. I’ve heard of you and welcome abroad to help us get to our mission.”
I nodded to the others with him. “Whose your crew?”
Nav shrugged. “My little brothers. I’m their alpha and elder.”
Holy shit. This kid was the real deal. An alpha at his age of a pack!? Damn. Hexi must have paid good credits for this guy. I nodded to him. “Thanks for coming.”
author notes “Fuck ya! This shit is metal as fuck!”
I had finished my dictation on the plans I had lined up for Cooper’s up coming battles only to see him staring at me silently with friendly laughter in his dark eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked.
Cooper shook his head. “Your very sexy when your planning out a battle. You ever think of being a education merchant?”
“Yes. I have. Though I honestly don’t think I would make much of a good merchant in financial and tactical strategies. Marketing isn’t my strong suit.” I said and then waved a hand at the board. “Is any of this useful to you at all or do you already have plan of action and were merely entertaining yourself by giving me this task to busy my mind instead of worrying about my sons.”
Cooper pointed to one section on the board.
“That part right there you put up on the side there about cyber hacking military systems linked into the cyberspace gives me an idea for a job I can float to a former solo operator. It might be up his lane currently. Everything else. Will take some time to get done so save it to the back up files on your new Detapad. Is it big enough?”
I smiled. “It is the right size and I able to handle it with care. Thank you again.” I said and looked back up at the board. “Are you sure that line for military hacking will be helpful? It is the one bit of information I know little about it.” I asked and then felt Cooper behind me wrapping his thick muscular arms around me. I leaned back against him.
“I think it’s a strong possibility it can be helpful and if not it I’m current it will be fun to see how it plays out for Frosty and his ice head army.” Cooper said with a light hearted dark humor to his voice.
A book or books. I love to read and having a moment to hold a book in my hands and read in my quiet moments is good for my soul. I can’t imagine not having one or more in my life.
AI image of man sitting down to write facing his laptop.
He sits at his table.
His laptop is booted up.
His note book of dreams and notes from the day before is open.
The time has arrived.
He went from his bed dreaming strange fantastical mysterious places only the mind could craft
To sitting down at his writing desk facing his instrument of craftsmanship.
He stares at the screen. It’s blank wall holds him captivated.
His timer is going. He hears his phone in the distance. He ignores and waits until he’s bored of waiting and finally puts down one word that make him relax and get to the work ahead. Two words.
Honestly, never heard of this band in particular but I like the sound and energy of them. The lead vocals is pretty good and again digging the sound. I will have to give the song a couple of listens before I will decide if I really dig it.
The music video is what I want to talk about. A day coworker of mean suggested I give the video a look and see. He said it has the artistic echos of ordinarily HeavyMetal the movie.
I have to say I agree. It’s all done with A.I. models and dystopia setting. It’s not a entirely copy of HeavyMetal but has that look and appeal to it though the story is different.
It gives me ideas though for improve my cyberpunk dreams story world. I give the video and story 4 out of 5 or hell yeah it’s fun and good storytelling.
Joe Biden is 81 years old. Huh? It’s possible for 81 year old dude to ah yeah to make it to his last election because in reality this will be his last election. If he isn’t already dead already.
Not a dig. I’m trying to be serious.
Holy shit. You can get this wonderful picture of a beloved el-presidenta for only 5 hundred dollars. Just click on the picture and order yours today.
“I got mean today. He was biting into that ice cream like a five month baby on a doorknob.”
– Martha Focker
“I was there when he bit into the ice cream. I was fucking amazed he wasn’t a computer generated A.I. ” – Dickinson Biggs
