Dr. P.F. Cacklefanny Jr MD Esq

@Cacklefanny
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Highly likely to be human; odds are good
80% certain, just in general, like anything
Capable of producing enjoyable words to look at
Highly unlikely to produce enjoyable words 80% of the time

Have you ever stared up at the night sky and thought, "well, shit. damn."? Me too. Let us be neighbors on one of the many vertebrae of this enormous monster we've all gone and gotten ourselves stuck with. If you believe in yourself, and with a tiny bit of magic, everything will only be slightly worse.

What I have a hard time understanding, is why if you're an ethereal spirit all you can think to do with yourself is jostle my coffeemaker. Why? What did the coffeemaker do? There's stuff in the drawers, I get being curious but there just is no reason to shake around my appliance.
If a stranger approaches you and offers to fix all your problems through blood sacrifice, just say no. Save it for marriage, don't be reckless.

One day the market fundamentalists will come face to face with their machine lord and realize, oh shit, damn, turns out we probably shouldn't have done all that. I don't actually like having my every behavior tracked and ads served up before I finish having a thought, it's incredibly unnerving and my kid is a deranged consumer zombie. This actually, rather sucks.

Probably not, but a man can dream.

It is probably the case that what I saw this evening was a flock of birds. I've been told they might not be real, these seemed pretty legit to me. Good wings, satisfactory chirps, the whole nine. If they're artificial there's some good models these days.

One day I'll catch one, pair it with my Bluetooth speaker and see what I can find out. Maybe it will tell me where the alien is. We all know it's there, I just wanna see it.

I can only hope, that should I persist into my elder years I will get a rare and strange condition, and get to spend most of my time telling aimless stories about it.

"Pudding bone, is what they call it. Yeah I was in Walmart getting eggs, and I went down the aisle, well I went down one aisle but it was the wrong one, so I turned myself around and went down the other one (ha!), and when I got to the eggs it was like, my leg, it just went all liquid and I fell over."

If you really want to piss off the powers that be, try getting together with people to solve problems in your local community. Watch as the system bares its teeth at you like the borderline psycho it is when you make it feel unnecessary. Others must see this to break the spell of constantly excusing its depraved nature.
Sometimes on a rainy day, I sit outside and consider why it was I decided to be born on this planet. I don't remember much of the conversation but I do remember a profound sense of dread.