Saturday, July 26, 2008

EFX2 Mirror Post - Recovery

Stomach pains, sour stomach, and rocket fuel from the old number 2....

Yesterday was a bad day.... Today? I'm good. Food poisoning? Maybe but wifey had the same thing I had and she was fine. 24 hour bug? Gotta be. All I know is that I felt like somebody was doing the electric slide on my grave and I was still alive... Now what? Here's what's coming - A new "Universe Is Calling", mirroring these posts over at Vox and Slade's Place (never can be too careful...) and new posts at the War Journal Vol II. And posting on twitter - I'm really digging twitter... Okay, that's it for now - holla...... Papi's back.....

Friday, July 18, 2008

Thursday, July 10, 2008

It's official - I am a certified MySpace Whore....

I used to hate MySpace. Really. I would actually big up Facebook way more than MySpace just because I couldn't deal with all that kiddie shit. It seemed like MySpace would actually encourage these pedophile bastards to run rampant over there. But then something happened....

I started finding all these family members and old friends over at....

MySpace.

Fuck.

So, to keep in contact with all of them, find out what's happening in their lives and basically shout all of them out and let them know what's happening with me, I joined. And I can attest to one thing...

That bitch is addictive as hell.

I've found music stars who I respect and admire which in turn has turned me on to music by other artists I would have never found thru other mediums. I have found adult stars speaking about the ways of life in which one would never think of given their public persona and found them to be extremely cool. I have found old co-workers who I lost touch with. Family members who I can barely catch up with. All has led me to one conclusion:

MySpace has become the free people finder of the 21st Century.

Why pay for all that bullshit when MySpace provides you with the tools to find these people? And I am now starting to encourage friends to get on. With the new makeover, MySpace has upgraded itself. Dare I say it? MySpace has swagger.

Yep, I'm a MySpace whore. Fuck it. At least I can admit it.