Okay, Fine Goddamnit! I'm Sick! I'm Sick! *hack* *cough* *wheeze*

Say it isn't so! Your humble narrator, stricken to his room, coughing and shaking, as if he was but a mere mortal? What foul illness has befallen our hero of the many, champion of chivalry and crusader of platypi? Will these questions ever be answered or have we fallen into the land of Rhetorical utterings? Zounds, Egads, and Gadzooks dear reader! This is some intense shit!

ah, but not all is lost, not all is hopeless, there's still syrupy justice for the multitudes. For Rv. Xen has taken upon himself, admists this new-found time, to catch up on all things internety. He answers emails with more than three word sentences! He updates his blog to find gratifying messages from delicious pastries! It is such things that allow him to hold his sanity, rather than to float down Salvia-tion tunnels, guided by intergalactic deities and bushmen! Yes even a demi-god such as himself needs to feel loved.

But how do you love a perfect and benevolent being? Flowers and chocolates certainly won't do (most of the time), that's for sure Jack! No! Only undying souls and the occasional breakfast burrito of unabashed creative juices can satiate such a creature! HST was close with his 'Chocked full of True Grit' but the ameriKan public just wasn't ready...are they now? Is there enough life on earth to be worthy of his admiration, even when he is humbled by the common cold. Yes, even gods cough.

daddy, my teacher says everytime a god coughs, a star is born from his mucus.

but i have tarried on this site for too long, the denzians of this realm demand more doodles! And i must appease! i must! So here's something you can chew on for a while...this is going to be published in the new OnCampus magazine in iowa city...and i will be payed! That's right, mark your calendars and undwear kiddos, today you've read the words of a professional cartoonist! Hopefully my luck abounds and others see my hidden potential. "By Snod!" they will exclaim. "He's like a freaking Art Ninja Pirate!" heads will explode out of sheer amazement.

he's a creepy bar goer apparently.


okay, head is swimming...maybe i should reconsider my abstinance from food...

keep riding your unicorns, true decievers!

rvXen

Come One Come All! Just Do It!

International Sex Day is this Sunday, October 29th! So grab a partner and dosey-do, ya crazy cats!

In Search of the Bearded Woman

She came to me in a daydream. I was sitting in class, in between listening to the teacher and imagining my Flatland Utopia, when the Bearded Woman made her appearance. There was no stopping her from becoming the center of attention as she danced and twirled and laughed. i was mesmerized. And as suddenly as she entered, she skipped away, trailing ribbons and vines behind her. Obviously, she was an allusion, but to what? And why now?
I became obsessed as i hunted for her on the sleek sliphole of Internetia. I found suprisingly few images and thoughts on her, a tagline of her performances in olde timey 'freakshows' where she was revered with awe-filled gasps. She appeared as Jennifer Miller, activist and performer. She was immortalized in drawings and photographs. Seaguy, Fred the Clown, Castle Waiting, hold clues. I collected and studied yet the meaning still eluded me. As if She will forever be slightly too far away for me. A nice couplet. She is the mystery without an answer, wonder i cannot embrace and have become a part of me? i don't usually let this melodrama escape me, yet she holds the door open.

So i climb into my spaceship, my space filled ship, and embark on the journey...

Juggling Politics

2 things:
1 thank Snog for YouTube.
2 Hail Eris for Circus Amok and Jennifer Miller...someday we shall meet... Snog and I that is, ahem..right...