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Tag: Diamond Lake
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This Episode of Phantasy Phishing Phonemes – With Special Guest Vincent Van Voort – is Brought to You by The Letter V
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It’s coming along
The site is coming together and I take partial credit, like in high school when you 1/2-assed a homework assignment and the teacher said:
Well, it’s better than nothing, which isn’t saying much, but you gave it a shot, though not a very good shot, in fact if it was a basketball, the ball would have never left your hands… actually, nobody would have passed you the ball in the first place so you wouldn’t even be in the position to consider a shot, unless you were considering somebody else taking a shot, which is maybe what happened here – you got to thinking about your classmate’s doing their homework assignment and figured that because they were going to do a great job you didn’t need to create more work for me, given I already know all about the subject and because you have no immediate plans to work for NASA after graduation. And for that consideration, I thank you, and give you an 8/57. If you put your name on your paper, next time, I’ll add a couple tree points.
So anyway, six photo galleries are up, new ones will pop up occasionally, blog posts will continue regularly and unscheduled and never on time, and never being content, I’ll continuously update content in the off chance that anyone visits the site more than once. I’m thinking about how I want to run the “store” piece of this site. Once that’s ironed out, photographs will be available for purchase via whichever service I’ve latched on to. And finally, the donations page will be up and running soon. Monetary donations and art supplies (new &/or good condition used) will be directed towards Public Schools, Community Centers, Senior Centers, and Services for individuals experiencing mental and/or physical health conditions. I’m also trying to get my head around a gift option. Something where people can make a donation in exchange for a gift for a person, place, animal, etc. Nothing huge, no giant loon sculptures or 6’x12′ oil on canvas but a small piece of art – 1 of 1, maybe a bookmark, a painted notecard, a Thank You note, etc. etc. If you have ideas, let me know.
For my part, 8/57 is pretty ok, I do better on the art homework. Hope to see you soon.
And a huge Thanks to Nate for all the work and expertise you’ve provided – Happy Trails -
T-Shirt Ideas for Toddlers
Hey! Everybody… Fuck You I Won’t do what you tell me
Fuck off & Die
you can take your peek-a-fucking-boo & your goochie fucking goo & go fuck yourself
if you don’t stop, I’ll kidney punch you until you piss blood
No! I’m not tired, I’m not sick, and I’m not hungry, I just hate you!
Will you please do me a favor and shut the fuck-up!
Hey, fucker, that’s my fucking cupcake, get your grubby fucking paws off it!
pinch my cheeks, lose a fucking finger
Blow it out your ass, like I do:
Fuck pants & fuck you!
I’ve been screaming for 13 fucking seconds, where the fuck are you? Don’t be mad, just get me a fucking snack, STAT!
I love you, you love me, If you don’t quiet down RIGHT NOW, I’m gonna piss on your head
I don’t give a fuck who you are, back the fuck up
Drop it like it’s hot, no, not me, asshole
Yes, I’m eating sugar from the bag, fuck off
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Sailing when you don’t know how to sail
Attempting to sail a boat, if you don’t know how to sail, is not advisable. That said, if you find yourself on a sail boat and everyone who knows how to sail has disappeared off the boat, find something that floats and prepare to jump in the water.
This is another way of saying, you won’t be prepared for everything that life throws at you. Sometimes you’ll have the experience, skills, wisdom to adapt & move forward no worse for the wear. At other times, you’ll need to admit you’re wholly unprepared for the change. When that happens, grab a life-vest or something that “floats” and jump in. Somebody will come along and fish you out. -
Diamond Lake – Where’s That?
Have you ever been to Baton Rouge? Nice place, a little warm most months, for my taste, but in January it’s just about the right temperature. Diamond Lake is nowhere near Baton Rouge, unless you’re reading this on the space station. Anyway, if you head due North from Baton Rouge and make a hard left when you get to Cadott, Wisconsin, you can take Highway 29 West and it’ll dump you off onto 94 Westbound and that’ll bring you right into Minneapolis. From there, just ask somebody, if they don’t know, ask somebody else, you’ll find it eventually.
Well, now that you know how to get here, don’t go fallin’ in love with the State, especially Minneapolis & St. Paul, you’ll hate the taxes (ask a Republican), you’ll hate the winters (ask a Southerner), you’ll hate the passive-aggressive communication style (ask a Minnesotan)and you’ll hate that the Packers fans will talk shit regardless of how bad they may be in a given year because they have a lot of titles (a baker’s dozen to be exact) and the Vikings (which is really a much better name for a football team) have less than 13 – , 13 less, to be exact. Packer fans will also remind them they have the mecca of professional sports home fields, Lambeau. The Metrodome was really nice, like an oversized air-dome that you might find on a private school’s campus so the students can play hockey in the summer, but with beer. It replaced The Met (Metropolitan Stadium) – not the home of the Mets, but home of the Purple People Eaters, Twins, Kicks and eventually the biggest mall in the U.S., after it was demolished. Now they have U.S. Bank Stadium (talk about great names, said no one ever) and they like to think of it as a Viking Ship, a Viking Ship that has an uncanny ability to kill birds without firing a shot. But I digress. I’m here to tell you about this place, Diamond Lake Creative.
It’s not a huge facility, maybe big enough to fit a couple baby elephants, 4 or 5 Honey Badgers and 8-10 Bearcats, but that’s big enough for now.
Regionally, we’re at the far end of North, which is the extreme South of Northmore and is right smack dab in the middle of the chain of lakes commonly referred to as North of Normal. People sometimes assume they can get here simply by heading North by North but that’s only true if your starting point is along a line that runs approximately from 93.3° W +/- 0.3° – about Iowa, Louisiana up past Carpenter, Iowa. That said, if you head in a generally northerly direction, unless you’re in Canada, you’ll probably find your way sooner or later. And remember, if you get completely turned around and keep driving past the same wheat field in Kansas, contact a local realtor and start meeting the people you’re going to call neighbors – you were meant to be there.