…New Era…
I will never be as great as Errol Morris, but I can write songs have my triumphs and attempts to near levels of intensity that the sun holds so bright.
oh Why…why why, did I play that Catan game online that fateful night. I should of taken the hint from her sorrowed twitter feeds, my feeds only speak of funnies.
I wish they all could be California, I WISH THEY ALL COULD BE CALIFORNIA. He was an awkward looking man.
The dog sleeps, but all I can think about is bubblegum. Not chewing it, just the idea of it. the word the thought the memories that stream and flow and stream and flow like rivers thousands of times over over and over with joints and blunts over and over and over and over, and no form of expression that seems to stop me, and posting and flowing, but bubblegum is it just that one word that pink substance that chewy gooey substance where did it come from
OH FUCKING WAIT! I can wikipedia this shit!
hold on… beep boop beep boop. (now connecting with space!) loading hold on one moment (I DON”T WANT TO HOLD)
In 1928, Walter Diemer, an accountant for the Fleer Chewing Gum Company in Philadelphia, was experimenting with new gum recipes. One recipe was found to be less sticky than regular chewing gum, and stretched more easily. This gum became highly successful and was eventually named by the president of Fleer as Dubble Bubble. Original bubble gum was pink because that was the only dye Diemer had on hand at the time.
To test his new recipe, Diemer took samples of the new gum over to a local store and it sold out in a single day. To help sell the new Dubble Bubble gum, Diemer himself taught salespeople how to blow bubbles so that they in turn could teach potential customers. Dubble Bubble remained the only bubble gum on the market until Bazooka hit the market after World War II.
wow so interesting,
but wait there is so much more, oh god the internet has so much more to tell me about how to think about bubble gum.
Bubblegum is available in many different colors and flavors. A “bubblegum flavor” is the taste of the plain[clarification needed] gum, and it is made from synthetic chemicals, such as ethyl methylphenylglycidate, isoamyl acetate, fruit extracts and others, the true ingredients being kept a mystery to customers.[citation needed] When blended, the chemicals and extracts fuse together to make a sweet, palatable flavor. Like vanilla, coconut, peppermint and almond extracts, a bubble gum flavor oil can be purchased.
Flavors also include blue raspberry, strawberry, apple, cherry, watermelon, cinnamon, banana, peppermint,cotton candy and grape of which strawberry and banana can be achieved with ethyl methylphenylglycidate and isoamyl acetate limonene, respectively. Malic acid can be used for apple flavor, allyl hexanoate for pineapple, ethyl propionate for fruit punch, cinnamic aldehyde for cinnamon and acetophenone for cherry. More unusual ones like berry, cola, lemon lime, peach, tropical fruit, pineapple, orange and fruit punch can be found as well. They usually can only be found in special shops and the flavor is almost always cheap and artificial, as natural flavors are more expensive.
There are genius at work here! I am so glad they brought me bubble gum in all those different flavors. I wonder what would happen if we dumped it all into the ocean, or made a big bubble gum ball and blasted it into space. WOOOOOOSHHH. Maybe the gum would expand and cover the sun and for the last living second of humanity we would just see a pink goo blowing larger and larger and larger, much larger then The 23-inch bubble blown by Susan Montgomery Williams of Fresno, California in 1996 still holds the Guinness World Record.
MUCH MUCH LARGER. But i have questions, who was Susan Montgomery Williams and was there a Guinness World Record commite there for the event or can I find this event on youtube. I sure hope I can. For if I can’t what is the meaning of it all. IF I ONLY HAD GOTTEN THE HARBOR MASTER CARD! DAM YOU HARBOR MASTER!
oh Davos, we could of been friends when your shipped sailed and talked about how fulfilling and artist career could of been in a world of killers, and pooping machines. flowing and flowing and flowing.
The thick creamy bubble gum. Gets in my ears in mind and I fight oh do I fight and I tell others to fight but they can’t see how I do they can’t live the most important cliche of them all the one where you wear those oh so special glasses to see how the world is full of zombies I MEAN ALIENS I mean zombies oh who cares. 1:35AM EASTERN PACIFIC WHATEvER TIME. Enjoy your life today cause a man in Miami might eat your face tomorrow.
EXTRA EXTRA you will never ever read all about it!
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…and swallow. and surges…
[Response to SHADOWS, BEEP BOOP BOOP BOOP]
I miss apostrophes and commas and accents LOOK!
to your left which is like sinistra how
cute which is like cut how syntactically synthesized how here
we are again Ta-da.
…SHADOWS, BEEP BOOP BOOP BOOP…
[Response to: Sometimes I wish for Steve]
One could not wish for Steve, you must dream of Steve. For Steve is not a person, he is the on going ever all stuck in the ass prison, the hexagon bars of time. Steve in the summer was a free wheeling bird, and as bird his wings were extensions of his horned rim hair brush that held the powers of Old Crow kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey, the most affordable for one of Steve’s nature.
Steve ventured on a beach, but since everything for him was the opposite, as it is for us, all he saw was snow and frozen water, and lobsters with wings, and birds with gills, and time moving ever so slowly. slow, slow slowed down, like cheetah in his world. He had never seen one but had often grown fond of them from watching animal planet videos on his IPad2, which was essentially the bong of knowledge that he carried around with him.
Steve saw everything in deep hypnotic waves. Colors that gyrated towards him from the frozen ocean. glowing spirals constantly washing over him. He dreamed of expression, and wondered if there was a creature that could guide him on his journey. One to be reborn, in a world where the beach was a significant possibility to him. Did steve imagine the creature, or was it the creatures job to come find him?
… / / …
[Response to ONE DAY, AT 4:36PM…]
Sometimes I wish for Steve. A day is a day in the sense that Steve is. Here I would like to speak: / / / Come on.
I think yellow blue a wheat field on a picture of scania. I think a rosary prayer and prayer and prayer in the throat. And surges and swallow and back / barriers can lie before fertilization. Brake pads. Break pads. Everlasting omen of what is [I permit you my fields].
Sometimes a day is just a day. Sometimes a night is a day.
This night belongs to your velvet. I am always a fan of lace. Histories, I mean. I will sew you a world. I will sew you a word. I will sew you a world of words. Mmm / / / / See
where the sky cracks open.
There is a mirror in the sky. When [the] silence ends [the] word begins. Name divine. Age twenty-five in the Bastille on a Thursday. Well
come [to the revolution]. Fluttering in a yellow bush. The color of
sun in summer. Stevian sonatas.
…GAUNTLET, IM RDY…
[Response to: bzzzzz: Radio…]
Soda Pop, POP, POP
Female, Femininity, Feminism
Scratched out records, PIXIES
Dropped Drop, Click Brown
Fallen Out, Falling 10 stories down through a glass window, OH MY OH MY OH MY OH MY OH DAD
Cracked out, take a hit, want to flip, flip, flip
Free Willy, Home Alone
Role Models, Lost World
burned in the brain, to the membrane, gone insane, take a train, fly a plan
Master Chief be Insane, the horror the horror the horror OH sister
Flat Line, Flat Spine, Crushed
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