Day Dreaming

i spent most of my day at work day dreaming. My job is relatively easy in comparison to most, i move shit, doesn't take much brain power. However, it leaves me opportunity to explore my deepest thoughts and desires. True day dreaming, much like a lucid dream, you can control what happens and what your thinking of. My body went to work and my mind went off on its own. I was in this perfect place and wished i could of stayed there. The thing that shocks me is that this perfect place....isnt what you'd think it would be. Im not dreaming of endless money and buying the world. I'm not dreaming of flying around the world via super powers. Im not dreaming of my celebrity crush, Kate Beckinsale I'm still available. Im in a simple place, I'm with one person doing literally the most generic shit. Waking up with, sharing food at a diner with friends, having conversations that end up in laughter. Staring into a endless expanse of stars. Breathing long and deep at the beach. There is no special activity thats being done, its literally just life and it makes me happy lol. i smile like a fucking lunatic. the auto pilot body doing my work, while the mind is dreaming of a simple but unique scenario. Caught myself smiling 3 times today at work which is just absurd.

The mind has ways of destroying us from the inside out if we let it. Depressions and anxiety can ruin a person, but every once in a while if you just turn on auto pilot, your brain will adjust. Its when we dwell on the worst that we are our worst. Its when we can't find a better reason that we think of only the negative. Find a simple place to think about when your starting to lose control. Not to get all happy gilmore on you but find a happy place. If you don't have any one in your life, Think of me giving you a gigantic smile and a thumb up because if you take time to read this, then i have time to enlighten your life for a moment.

Dreams could come true, they could happen to you. Keyword “COULD”

You dream for years of something, knowing its a pipe dream. You pray for all the wrong reasons that you can be happy in life. That someone feels a certain way, says a certain thing, makes you feel a special way.
Sometimes it doesn't happen, so split the difference and rub one out, sort your life out and stay up beat. People will like you for you AND IF THEY should like you for you cause your fucking awesome! Ill say it to your face! " YOUR AWESOME" and you don't "need no man to make you feel good" so many words
Feel good that you woke up this morning, that you breathe as you read this. Don't live your life hoping on ONE your life on EVERY moment mother fucker


iTunes limitations

due to iTunes only allowing 50 total podcasts to be up for us at one moment in time, we will be expanding into YouTube putting podcasts up in video form. Right now there will be picture references and pop up entertainment, however within the coming year we are hoping to have full blown video podcasts with the help of a few GoPro’s.

Stay classy internet

Nothing Better

I don’t think theres anything better than getting scared with other people. We are all human, we all have fears of the unknown. Plus it just so happens that most of us are scared of the same things. Like barrels flying across a room, or foot steps approaching with no body to accommodate them. Be sure to keep an eye out for our Paranormal let’s play brought to you all FREE by

World Sickness

Would it sound crazy to think an idea that pharmaceutical companies make medicines to help fight disease? Not at all
The sickness then adapts to over come the effectiveness of the medicine and thus make people sick again. The medicines change and the sickness adapts to overcome. So in a way we are all just bacteria to the corporations, man. We adapt to our lives to overcome obstacles or we fall short and get run over by someone else or something else. We’re all just bacteria. maybe that’s why people make me sick or maybe this is why cold medicine is reccomended in small amounts.

Makes me wonder about the 3rd world countries with no medicine. Are their “colds” and “flu” obsolete with a bit of first world medicine? Are the strands of sickness there weaker than in America? Would a box of alka seltzer save lives? Or are the people built tougher? Immune to a common cold cause a tiger don’t give a fuck when it’s chasing you down if your sneezing. I need to ask some statistics from kyle. He knows his stuff on most subjects.

I like new things

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Every so often

Every so often people need a break. A chance to cut a rug and if one chooses, lay in bed all day for three days straight. Give yourself a chance to regroup and recharge.

The one that didn’t make it

Today we recorded a podcast. When said podcast went to be edited, it turned out that there was a glitch which ruined the audio. Saddening and disheartening as it is, maybe that podcast wasn't meant to be. Maybe it was saving us from posting because it wasn't up to snuff. In a laundry list of things to keep in mind this is one of the lessons...not everything saves right, but regardless you get up and do it again. Heres to next recording, Cheers.

Video Editing

is hard work and often takes time away from other things. formally would like to apologize to as you deserve better.

The lonely goat

There once was a goat who was lonely. He felt so many emotions about his goat life and his goat past. He had a goat wife whom he cared for very much and little goats of his own.
While in a field of grass one day he thought about the world and how crazy things are getting. Between the race wars with cops and civilians surging to recent memory high, how could he raise his goat family? How could he provide with the job market the way it is? The goat never went to school and never got a good education so who would want to hire some average goat? He felt so helpless and alone in that field that he contemplated life itself. That poor poor goat decided that life wasn’t worth living and he couldn’t bare to see his family grow up in such a world. So he bashed his head on a single Boulder in the field.
The end

(If you felt anything for this goat then your fucking stupid. It’s a goat, get over it. Care more about people first)