law of falling bodies

Octopus escaping through a 1 inch hole, not my mouth.

                 

So cool, so intelligent, so thrillingly colorful, so fucking tasty.

Giant Ants promised, death penalty proposed

While in China I saw many cures for cancer that the west hasn't jumped on.  A special wooden vessel to drink from, various pendants, and among many other regional treatments, concotions made from ants. And it was the promise of the development of GIANTants to profit on a nation's hunger for their, if not delicious, maybe effective, maybe, healing properties, that made one gullible investor jump to his death when it dawned on him that it was, and, jeez, who would believe it, heavens, not in China, a scam.

The man behind the con, Wang Zhendong, "promised investors returns of up to 60% if they put money into the fictitious ant-breeding project..."  He's facing the death penalty.  Link to BBC article.

"Money trumps peaces sometimes, he he."

- Today from G. W. Bush, when asked how it will go with economic pressure on, as opposed to the current tide of war with Iran.

Pretty snow out there, though, huh?

Though I am not an appropriate artist for them, some of you may find this site of use.

Ah. A site for Christian artists.

I'm trolling.  I haven't blogged in a while.  I'm online looking for a new place to hang artwork that's not a hell pit for the local cheese rats to swill gut rotting sugar wine on my dime.  I've just had a family get together, and have the subsequent familiar urge to drive off a bridge.  I am in a pisser of a mood.  Hence, I take to expending my ire on those who make public their pleas for money and prayers.

from ... Mark W. Pettigrew, pictured down and to the left but appealing to the higher-up and right:
(Do you think he plays the piano, too?)

"I have never been married or even lived with a woman in anything other than a platonic relationship. While there are undoubtedly some benefits associated with that fact, there are still times when I would very much like to be able to share my life with a compatible and loving Christian wife. However, I just turned 50 last summer. The probability of my ever marrying a compatible woman seems more and more remote and unattainable with each passing day. I will continue to serve the Lord faithfully until the day I die, even if God never blesses me in that particular manner. But it still would be nice if I did not have to serve the Lord alone as a single man."

Undoubtedly there are benefits.  For us.  By us I mean women.  I dig that type he used.  It's like his name glowing red.

Okay - I do feel kinda bad for him after rereading this particular site grab.   He's asking for prayers, which is understandable, truly.  But I don't pray, and as it happens I only know godless whores like myself, so no use in trying to hook a fellow up.  So, I die the eternal death if it happens that the moustachioed chap turns out to have been worshiping an actual God or messianic figure of divine and soul preserving import.  I shall see about that later, I suppose.

It's fucking cold, I cracked my wrist and can't paint or wait tables.  I post a low blow.  I'm cranky.  I'll make it up to Mark.  Here's where he suggests you send him money:

To send financial help which will enable me to develop this web site into a resource for all who seek to serve God with their artistic talents, please mail a check or money order to:

Mark Pettigrew
30 W. Chicago Avenue
Room 1212
Chicago, IL  60610
Link to ArtisticChristians.