Fists of Fury! (The Wikipedia Game + Nightmares.)
Don't ever play the Wikipedia Game, even if you're bored. You'll lose time, your house will become a mess, your pets will bleat for food and you'll put off having a shower till "later". Never mind you'll get to the secret garden over an hour later than you planned. It's a lot like the Wikipedia-Hitler Game only it's not limited to Adolf and there's a time limit on your arse. This means you will make incredibly stupid moves in order to save time. They will have the reverse effect.
For example:
Library of Congress → Semen
1. Abraham Lincoln
2. President of the United States
3. List of Presidents of the United States
4. Bill Clinton
5. HIV
6. Semen
Colossus of Rhodes → Luxembourg
1. Macedon
2. Category: Former Monarchies of Europe
3. Denmark-Norway
4. Early Modern Europe
5. Western Europe
6. Luxembourg
Yes, step 4→5 in the first game was a surprise for me too. I was stoked when I saw 'HIV'. Total short cut. And how stupid, steps 2→5 in the second game, but it's the pressure of the timer that sets your thoughts in a rut. I couldn't let go of 'Europe'! Gotta find a link to plain old 'Europe'! It's maddening. I should hone my skills playing the Wikipedia-Hitler game first and then hop to the beat of the timer. Maybe when I get home tonight.
If ever a post was in need of random imagery this is it.
I had incredibly violent dreams this morning about a flash-murderer friend, this guy so nice and personable but so randomly flipped-out on other occasions that you had to hide from him. Later he must have morphed into a dog-beast - a cur - full of brawn, heft, speed and aggression. A cross between a wild pig and an alligator. I tried fruitlessly to push his snout away because I knew I'd never manage to kill him. There was a lot of ineffectual strength in my shoving too, which slayed me.
The human one was worse though. The sadism and cruelty embodied in someone everyone presumed was our friend was gutting. Such matte black malevolence. The utter metamorphosis from a bright, helpful mate to this menacing, heartless powerhouse sparked pure evil. It would've made for the darkest type of film if directed well; the kind you couldn't even laugh at. The kind to ruin your post-movie dinner, or to haunt you on your journey home.
What a way to start the day. Mood feels yuck. Oh shit - it's 11:17am. I gotta scram. Shower and gardening. Shower and gardening. Damn you, addictive internet! I love you but I hate you!
For example:
Library of Congress → Semen
1. Abraham Lincoln
2. President of the United States
3. List of Presidents of the United States
4. Bill Clinton
5. HIV
6. Semen
Colossus of Rhodes → Luxembourg
1. Macedon
2. Category: Former Monarchies of Europe
3. Denmark-Norway
4. Early Modern Europe
5. Western Europe
6. Luxembourg
Yes, step 4→5 in the first game was a surprise for me too. I was stoked when I saw 'HIV'. Total short cut. And how stupid, steps 2→5 in the second game, but it's the pressure of the timer that sets your thoughts in a rut. I couldn't let go of 'Europe'! Gotta find a link to plain old 'Europe'! It's maddening. I should hone my skills playing the Wikipedia-Hitler game first and then hop to the beat of the timer. Maybe when I get home tonight.
If ever a post was in need of random imagery this is it.
I had incredibly violent dreams this morning about a flash-murderer friend, this guy so nice and personable but so randomly flipped-out on other occasions that you had to hide from him. Later he must have morphed into a dog-beast - a cur - full of brawn, heft, speed and aggression. A cross between a wild pig and an alligator. I tried fruitlessly to push his snout away because I knew I'd never manage to kill him. There was a lot of ineffectual strength in my shoving too, which slayed me.
The human one was worse though. The sadism and cruelty embodied in someone everyone presumed was our friend was gutting. Such matte black malevolence. The utter metamorphosis from a bright, helpful mate to this menacing, heartless powerhouse sparked pure evil. It would've made for the darkest type of film if directed well; the kind you couldn't even laugh at. The kind to ruin your post-movie dinner, or to haunt you on your journey home.
What a way to start the day. Mood feels yuck. Oh shit - it's 11:17am. I gotta scram. Shower and gardening. Shower and gardening. Damn you, addictive internet! I love you but I hate you!