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  • David Mulhern 2:25 pm on December 20th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Four months of the year, our money is taken and put into a huge pool which we collectively use to buy things we couldn’t afford on our own. Things like firetrucks and parks and wars and such. Here in the desert, we decided to manufacture hundreds of oasis-like parks and scattered them across the city.

    Keep in mind… if you come to a park that looks like this:

    You should look for a sign…

    These parks are scenery for homeowners. They are vacant life size models of better places around the world. The homeowners have a private army looking for anything not perfectly trimmed and beautiful.

    That includes vagrants like myself who play amplified music while feeding the ducks.

     
    • tom 6:00 pm on December 21st Permalink | Log in to Reply

      you should try playing amplified music from a golf club while feeding the ducks acoholic beverages on “peds” right after organized sports practice

  • David Mulhern 7:28 pm on October 25th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Have you ever laid there and thought about what your three wishes would be? Have you imagined the possible outcomes of each idea? Imagined the consequences as you form the perfect three wishes.

    Each wish would have to be leprechaun proof. You wouldn’t wish for all the money in the world because a leprechaun would physically dump all the money in the world on top of you. Rather, you would wish for a debit card with an unlimited balance.

    Each wish would have to be scalable. Wishing for a magic search engine, for example, would allow you to find the answers to questions that have never been answered. Why ask for a search engine? Why not just ask to know everything?

    One word: leprechauns. If you wished to know “everything” you would instantly die. Watch out for their tricks.

    Have an Out. For example, if you wish to live forever, add that the wish can be canceled if you stand at the top of a volcano and yell out “CANCEL THIS WISHY WISH!” seven times. The Out should be difficult enough that you would really have be serious before it becomes active.

    So that brings us to what I just saw.

    I saw a vision of the terrifying reality of the “Spaz-Wish.” A Spaz-Wish is a non-wish outburst interpreted as a proper wish. It could be a joke, a test, or a question. Maybe even a movie quote.

    Regardless of the reason, the Spaz-Wish is quite possibly one of the most terrifying unexplored topics I can think of.

    You can find stories that tell of wishes gone bad or crafty leprechauns playing tricks on their mark. But you just don’t see stories about the Spaz-Wish. You never see someone blurt out something they don’t mean and live with the possible results.

    Here are some example Spaz-Wishes I wrote down during my daily Spaz-Wish-Brainstorming session.

    I wish nothing existed. I wish nobody had a heart. I wish peanuts were seven thousand times larger. I wish the ocean was filled with billions of dolphins. I wish everyone had a chicken egg as a foot. I wish we could see out of our nipples.

    Imagine the outcome of each wish. And for some, there wouldn’t be time to say “Just kidding! That’s not a wish!”

    The most dangerous way to ask for a Spaz-Wish is to end it with “no take backs.”

    Once you’ve done that, you’ve doomed us all.

     
    • brenda 9:58 pm on October 30th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I always used to wish for a McDonald’s french fry that was as tall as my house and as big as my street.

    • David Mulhern 8:37 pm on October 31st Permalink | Log in to Reply

      That’s really weird brenda

    • craig 10:27 pm on October 31st Permalink | Log in to Reply

      when i was in kindergarten i used to get in trouble alot (i actually got spanked at school a couple times) and i’d have to stand with my nose in the corner pretty often. i remember wishing on several occasions that tiny versions of spider-man and his amazing friends would show up in my hands. well, they never did, but i would always imagine that they did and i’d play with them while all the other loser kids were learning about shapes and letters.

    • David Mulhern 12:24 pm on November 1st Permalink | Log in to Reply

      The spider man thing could be dangerous – he may literally appear “in” your hands which would be painful and strange.

  • David Mulhern 9:33 pm on October 16th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    First off, I really like the show “Cavemen” – a lot. It’s like it’s the best show I’ve ever seen – but I know that just isn’t possible.

    In fact I’ve never even met anyone who likes it.
    Nobody likes it. Well, I do.

    Jamie asks, “would it still be funny if they aren’t cavemen?” and the answer is probably not.

    Next, I must say that I hate in movies when everything is going great then suddenly the happy people get hit with a car from out of nowhere. In “Adaptation” when they’re backing up he says to his wife, “We’re finally out of debt and everything is going great.” then they get hit by a car and their life just gets destroyed. She uses the accident as an excuse to leave him.

    Or that Brad Pitt movie where he is walking across the street after that girl then he gets hit by a huge truck or bus – or those volkswagen commercials.

    It makes me associate peaceful times and happy times with an inevitable truck smashing into the scene out of nowhere.

    Sometimes when I daydream they are great and then they end with a huge truck smashing into the windshield.

    Freakin’ ruined my daydreams even…

    That’s all the thoughts for now.

     
    • craig 12:33 am on October 17th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      i watched that caveman show because you reccomended it so highly and i thought it was funny! i don’t know if its a fair question to ask if it would still be funny if they weren’t cavemen … i mean, the name of the show is cavemen … thats sorta why its supposed to be funny. i still like the office better though.
      and i love those scenes in movies with car crashes. when i got in my accident it was exactly like those scenes.
      although i’m not a fan of car crash dreams. {=o(

    • steph 6:13 pm on October 17th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      haven’t watched the caveman show yet, but i totally cracked up (in the theatre) when brad pitt got hit by that car in meet joe black. i just couldn’t help it, the scene was hilarious.

    • David Mulhern 1:57 pm on October 18th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Well I’m glad some other people like the caveman show.

    • jamie 7:56 am on October 29th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I don’t think it is a fair question. I still think the writing is bad though.

    • Dan 1:50 pm on January 21st Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Seeing Brad Pitt getting creamed by two vehicles was the only thing worthwhile in Meet Joe Black.

      Sadly, it was in the first ten minutes.

      The movie was three hours long.

      On the subject of dreams, I really don’t have car accident dreams, but I do have dreams in which I’m hit by cars.

  • David Mulhern 5:02 am on October 15th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    It just doesn’t makes sense. This sign here:

    On the other side it reads “Crime doesn’t pay” – but you don’t see that until you leave. So when you walk in you see this weird yoda-ish “Reporting It Does” saying that makes no sense.

    I tried to talk to the guy behind the counter about it but he didn’t want to talk to me.

     
  • David Mulhern 1:30 pm on September 14th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Have you ever written a letter to Santa? When you were young and you truly believed.
    Perhaps, if you are like me or my friend Mark, there was always a twinge of doubt; tiny but apparent.

    That feeling – that belief – that place your mind took you when you didn’t know enough not to believe – that is your beliefus-maximus.

    If you actually wrote a letter to Santa, that physical action shows your ability to believe is greater than others.

    If you said “Screw that.” like Mark or I probably did, your beliefus-maximus is lower than the rest.

    Maybe, no matter what you believe in, you are destined to only be able to believe it up to a certain point.

    I think that is why there were armed guards blocking the door when Jim Jones asked his followers to drink the poisonous kool-aid. He knew some of them would run for the door.
    I wish you could buy a beliefus-maximus upgrade at Fry’s Electronics.

    I looked, but the guy said they “didn’t have one.”

    Of course, I said “No, I mean do you have any other ones” – I say as I’m holding one in front of his face.

    I swear those guys at Fry’s Electronics have no freaking idea how to help a person find something. If they say they don’t have it – look – it’s probably there.

     
    • Katy 8:48 pm on September 17th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I think that for me, my ‘beliefus-maximus’ is running flat-out to take a flying leap over all of our world’s ‘known’ (looking down as I leap to acknowledge these things) and landing on the other side of this jumble of confusion to what I have come to know about God. The more experience, exercise, and practice I have with taking this leap determines if I land on those things I know about God, or if I end up plunging headlong into the world’s ‘known’.
      Whatsoever we pray for, let us also work for it – (somewhere in the Bible)

      Bart -
      “eat my shorts”, Fry’s Electronics

    • Mark McCowen 2:28 am on September 18th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I’m trying to get my beliefus-maximus so small I can drown it in a bathtub.

      Just because a person believes in something that doesn’t necessarily make it true. What if I believe in zombies? Do zombies exist? What if I took actions according to that belief?

      I guess my rule is to stick to what you can know with near certainty (I say near certainty since we can’t know anything absolutely) and disregard the rest or at least realize that you’re dealing in probabilities, guesses, or just gambling.

      Wow. That was really hard to explain. I guess it’s because I see a difference between belief and knowledge.

    • tom 1:01 pm on September 19th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      but santa wrote me back!

    • steph 6:39 am on September 20th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      i expected to see helivideos by now. did you get it stuck on the roof?

    • Simon 8:09 am on September 28th Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Hi David, would it be possible to contac you via email? I can’t seem to find one that actually works.

  • David Mulhern 10:32 am on September 10th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    I’m glad we orbit a star.
    Imagine this planet flying through space in no particular direction. Eventually we would slowly fly towards a star. Our world would slowly get brighter and brighter as the years pass until we leave it behind and seek out another one.

    Some generations would never know its warmth. Some generations would never know the night sky.

    Our star is so brilliant. From where we sit we can reach up and feel it. If we were on to the next closest planet, the sun’s brilliance would consume us and turn our bodies to ash.

    Each little white dot at night hints at this power.

    I think certain people are like that.
    Their smile and a little glimmer in their eyes hints at an infinite brilliance inside.

    You feel their warmth as you near them.
    These stars.

    Haha. “Stars.” – duh! Sorry folks for waisting your time.

     
  • David Mulhern 6:05 pm on September 8th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Sometimes life seems like a story. It doesn’t seem like it is “happening” rather it seems more like a story is unfolding.

    Sometimes it doesn’t.

    But remembering all the storybook moments helps me feel like I’m in the middle of an interesting unfinished story.

    Sometimes when magic moments fall out of the sky it seems I am about to walk into a pre-determined situation designed to change me.

    Like a dream.

     
  • David Mulhern 4:49 pm on August 27th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Not sure – ever seen it? I just did:

     
  • David Mulhern 10:37 am on August 11th Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    oddigy – An odd prodigy

    imagicary – Something you imagine that is magical

     
  • David Mulhern 3:35 pm on August 2nd Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    complile clips of chinese guy in sunshine
    idea: grill contest for homeless people
    get muppets in space on dvd for jamie
    the facade, alienanswers.com
    idea: make trapdoor to roof
    idea: cars as dogs
    ncfm.org, news.mensactivism.org
    the littlest vampire
    Richie VanJelical
    next car’s name: air force two
    auction off the sun on ebay
    samantha tabasco
    book? Stewards of the mysteries of God
    black opium (drink)
    RHIP – means rank has its privaledge
    Meow Chatters
    Hitachini Owl’s Nest
    GizorkinSnatch
    People Have No Right to Vote?
    Ruby Reds
    Haunted Air Balloon
    nanapuddin.com, youbigbully.com
    ancient taxi game
    Divine Conspiracy by Dallas Willard
    hoisting your own petard
    Blarmcast
    Check out Nexus magazine
    Mountainlight.com
    Citavo coffee is best in the world?
    dazzledpeepers
    bridge to nowhere, alaska
    morning jacket?
    espionage in corporate america
    Sweet peed?
    Benobo
    Jack Slipper
    michael pollack – do not trust
    Robert Hunter, the Celtic Way of Evangelism
    Gould
    Ventrilliquest?
    Kissyfur
    Jamie: boiled milk cake
    research: hollow earth
    south pole, dallas thompson
    mount shasta, inner sun, Theooze.com
    Potentially Hazardous Asteroid
    Toutatis
    Beer is the oldest written recipes (from sumeria)
    leviathon?
    Oatmeal is the new black
    Dragon Ball Z is the opposite of Radiohead
    Duxbed
    Disclosureproject.Com
    a burrito sandwich is a wrap

     
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