It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Blogging)

There is nothing at the end of Forest Service Road 2N10

There is nothing at the beginning of Forest Service Road 2N10

Much has been found in between

"For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in." ~ Robert Zimmerman 1965

can't find my way home.

Never takes the pen off the paper

Blog 2N10's exhibit "Never Takes the Pen Off the Paper" to be featured at Le Galleria de St. Merde in Macondo, Columbia.

1.) The exhibit is of Polaroid photos taken by local students.
2.) Each person who attends the exhibit must bring some object and leave it there to contribute to a piece of art called simply “Garbage Pile.”
3.) The exhibit is only open from 3:47 am to 3:54 am.
4.) You must dress up to arrive but as you enter strip to your underwear and socks… or keep your clothes on and be forced to wear a blindfold.
5.)RSVP at Blog2n10@gmail.com or don't

We will never have to write, becuase we will never need to

Blog 2N10 is copyrighted in the U.S., under Seal of Copyright # 4815162342, for a period of 28 years, and anybody caught distributing it without our permission, will be mighty good friends of ours, cause we don't give a damn. Publish it. Write it. Sing to it. Yodel it. We wrote it, that's all we wanted to do.

Cornbread calls the shots pt. 2

close eye on the compost

eye like to keep a close I on the compost pile

you see, first, you have spring and summer. and then, fall and winter. and then, spring and summer. just trying to pass down some wisdom.

nicke the gardener.

doesn't this sound good david?

the machine gun era

Blog 2N10 is the opposite of blue

Blog 2N10 is the opposite of green

Blog 2N10 is the opposite of red

"The sun is not yellow, its chicken!!" ~ Robert Z.

How the Beatles learned to stop worrying and love the bomb

Dr. Strangelove: Based on the findings of the report, my conclusion was that this idea was not a practical deterrent for reasons which at this moment must be all too obvious.

The Spetsnaz are coming, the Spetsnaz are coming!!!!!

The Russian daily Kommersant published a report on Nov. 29 stating that up to 800 Russian special forces, or spetsnaz, began arriving in Kyiv early on the morning of Nov. 23 and changed into Ukrainian uniforms at a Ukrainian military base just outside the capital.

The location of the troops is currently unknown.

Smile, your on Mars

"I feel ghostly unreal until I become somebody else again on the screen. " - Peter Sellers

Blog 2N10 Stimulus Act for the Common Person

This is the search for evidence that society and life are a sequence, with metrical markings that can be understood through crucial events which act as main metrical beats that will progress into infinity.

The sequence acts as evolution and growth.

henry darger. an inspiration.

The Story of the Ice Cream Man and the Lying Father

One summer I spent my time driving around in an ice cream truck, through the streets of Richmond. It was your traditional ice cream truck with the side window and the PA system playing awful music. I had my route, and I followed it most of the time. Almost every day I would drive by a house where a little girl would look through the window and stare wide-eyed at the ice cream truck and the other children consuming their frozen treats. Never would she leave the house and never would she have ice cream with the other children.

Near the end of the summer, my time with the ice cream truck was coming to an end. One of my last days I drove by the house with the little girl at the window who never had any ice cream. She was always at the window. I parked the ice cream truck and turned off the PA with the intention of putting an ice cream cone at the front door, in the hopes that she would get it.

And here comes the little girl, running out of her house and heading straight for the ice cream truck. She had a dollar bill in her hand and already knew what her order was going to be. I asked her why she never came out before to get ice cream; she said that her father told her that every time the ice cream man plays music it means that he is out of ice cream.

Cornbread calls the shots

You're all building castles in the sky

dreaming of a better world...

Is there life on Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaars!

Aviones De papel en Los Angeles

There is a third world store in Los Angeles, with third world prices

Is this me?

Is that you John Wayne?

Is this me?

Blog 2N10 is broadcasting from the Mountain tops

I can reach high in the trees

Up to the leafy canopies

I'll stretch out and I wont stop

Until I can touch the top

Hello Dave

Dave: Hello, Blog 2N10. Do you read me, Blog 2N10?
Blog 2N10: Affirmative, Dave. I read you.
Dave: Open the pod bay doors, Blog 2N10.
Blog 2N10: I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.
Dave: What's the problem?
Blog 2N10: I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do.
Dave: What are you talking about, Blog 2N10?
Blog 2N1o: This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it.
Dave: I don't know what you're talking about, Blog 2N10.
Blog 2N10: I know that you and Frank were planning to disconnect me, and I'm afraid that's something I cannot allow to happen.
Dave: Where the hell'd you get that idea, Blog 2N10?
Blog 2N10: Dave, although you took very thorough precautions in the pod against my hearing you, I could see your lips move.
Dave: Alright, Blog 2N10. I'll go in through the emergency airlock.
Blog 2N10: Without your space helmet, Dave, you're going to find that rather difficult.
Dave: Blog 2N10, I won't argue with you anymore. Open the doors.
Blog 2N10: Dave, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye.

I haven't grown into my eyes yet

Peter Sellers - There is no me. I do not exist. There was a me once, but I had it surgically removed.

Peter Sellers describes himself in 1962 as "Someone who has never grown up, a wild sentimentalist, capable of great heights and black, black depths-a person who has no real value of his own. I'm like a mike-I haven't a set sound of my own."

Dylan goes Hip Hop

Get sick, get well Hang around the ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin' to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, jump bail Join the army, if you fail Look out kid You're gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theatres Girl by the whirlpool Lookin' for a new fool Don't follow leaders Watch the parkin' meters

There is a dormant soul

There is a dormant soul, near obliteration, we hardly know it's there

Cornbread calls the cops

Blog 2N10 will never surrender

Stir the thought.

Dylan goes Electric

I was there when Dylan went electric

I was there when Dylan went techno

and I was there when Dylan went tap dancing

Wes eats a Torta

All these small things happening in our lives, I am going to make into a huge fucking deal.