Beware the Sushi Police

Last thrusday i was captured by aliens, brought to some kind of theater ship, and was forced to watch what i can only call some form of 3D multi-media reality show about the various potential futures for the planet. My captors claimed they were so angry at the earthlings for abusing the gift of life they had already done some form of hyper-dimensional intervention, which seemed to include accel-aerating the forces of instant karma.

What american apologies to Iraq had to do with the 20,000 year old nukular waste storage facility at Chernobyl was beyond my understantion. Suffice tosay my attention was awked, leeringly. Hear and there are some things which have i learned.
(there is no campaign finance reform other than campaign finance elimination, and without that american democracy cannot be reborn. And do you actually think even the dems are going to bring you that? Hillary Clinton on eliminating money from politics? It's far too sensible to have taxes pay for all campaigns, with no other backing possible except public discourse. Don't get me wrong, i trust, no, have placed the survival of my dna in rupert Murdoch, but something inside tells me there's another way to rebuild the forum.)

I blocked out the part about bushie sucking the cock of a giant Saudi oil sheik, who came in a black tar poison orgasmus which drowned the world.

The sound of the coral reefs dying nearly killed me, but i'm strong. The Norwegian glaciers reaching the German coast while the earth burned hurt, because i used to live in germany and i didn't like to think of no speed limits on an Autobahn tunneling through the ice.

I must admit seeing Manhattan unter Wasser kindofwaslike satisfying, not that i have anything against searing financial agents and their bilk. People who aren't on Wall Street make too much of Wall Street anyway, so shut up and take your medicine when we tell you.

Speaking of medicine, is it true Jesus was a crystal meth freak? Don't get me started, Jesus wouldn't blow some Saudi sheik. Sheik and Beik Haggardly.

The suffering of the chinese people when their economy lost 14% value after pulling only 37.9% of their holdings from the US dollar was sad, but watching the american dollar bitchslap it's own people because they didn't have any more o' them dollars was heartwrentching in a heart wrenching sort of way, though i couldn't stop laughing because i'm so timewarped.

Then there was the Cheese Crisis, which i won't even go into, except to hint at wormholes at Cern in Switzerland, which in Deutschland is called Der Schweiz.

Some of us were debilitated and did nothing, while others were not debilitated and did something, though i can't retail what, being defibrillated.

I was shocked to learn it got so bad that even the dolphins attacked people on the coasts, but what technology they used to capture Cansas Sity cannot be defudged. Found meself rooting for them in a non-perverse kind of way, i mean sometimes even me can't wrap meself around the notion of huymanity as good and worf protecting. Ifyaknowhaati mean.

Bye the bye, the aliens made killer chile, and the Teqkilla was to die for, which i did over and over, getting better each time like they do in Thibet without the Tequilla.

What's the name again of that radio guy with the expanding bellyverse whoo i wanted to punch with my overly strong fists one hundred times? But he's not the one who i used to sit with at the SpaceTime Cafe Trieste in SanFrandisco who used to be Michael Weiner before he was Michael Savage when herbal medicine was more important than Verbal Assault. Or was i confusing me with someone else? Hardly Matters.

WAITAMINUTE. Of Course It Matters. Who am i confusing me with?

Believe me, the cheese CRISIS had a large, round effect on my brain drain. Subjunctively.

I turned down Young Man Kang as a MySpace friend yesterday, despite his overarching talent as a film hyphenate, seriously, he's the first multibrilliant person i've ever turned down from MySpace, not that anyone ever asks, and they don't. Which has not of course anything to do with the alien abduction theme and what i learned from it, or was it adduction, haven't been to the gym in over a week.

Who wrote the song I gave My Love a Kerry, It Had No bone?

Where was i, should i post this for my reader and go einkaufing (in buying for american't illiterates) or should i stay and dwarf more? Looks like i'm already gone.

Last thought before elections (NOT!): Don't be AFRAID of martial law, but prepare yourselves for the advent of... THE SUSHI POLICE!

http://news.independent.co.uk/world/asia/article1953687.ece

What's our world cumming on without cucumber tempura? Or SlicedTooThickFish?

By the way, here's a littlebittyditty about the new world tour drinking show that debuts on some British teevee channel tomorrow:

http://enjoyment.independent.co.uk/food_and_drink/features/article1949427.ece

and you thought IWASDRUNK?