What are you doing? (Part 1)

You are Smears?

I can hardly believe that.

Im on the roof watching the reruns of James Bond and eating fruits wrapped in pancakes and watching two guys below me in the street fight while keeping 1.5 m distance.

Im, Im, Im, doing, stuff, Im Im real busy. Im watching Ozark and composing blues songs. Im meditating on the cosmic vagina. Im wondering where the funk Pezer is atm. Im corresponding with a girl who likes to play power games but is pretty enough to keep me interested. Im inside my lab stamping rhymes on black papyrus.

Note to Mr. Reasonable aka Smears:

Are you going to allow this rank amateur to sully the extraordinary accomplishment encompassed in the OP?!

No one has come even close to you in an effort to reconfigure ILP from a respectable philosophical venue into just another manifestation of social media.

And here I am speaking for no less than Tyler Durden himself!

Very good Iambigious.

Been out in the garden gardening, since after dinner at 3… just some planting of plants and light weeding, but it’s shaping up nicely and becoming the urban jungle I’ve always aimed for it to be.

Will do.

I once lived in an apartment that had a balcony overlooking a row of nightclubs and bars and I saw a lot of real filthy humanity down there in the streets below. The worst ever though, maybe, was when the deaf couple came out of the club, mad at each other and arguing in sign language. I was stoned as could be and just sort of sat there in awe watching this all play out and all of a sudden one of them reached the point of frustration and let out that gnarly Helen Keller sound and that was it for me.

Grow some weed.

Who hurt you?

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mObbkwBXRrI[/youtube]

I made a fake twitter account with no picture and a fake name and I’ve got a little over 18k followers.

Now that would be grown on the windowsill, not in the garden. :wink:

Here, I’ll let him explain: youtu.be/3wAm2HAx7i0

Is that Stevie Ray Smears on the strat a couple posts up?

Id buy that for a dollar. Enviable skills.

It happens when you get a guitar before you’re old enough to drive. I can ramble on indefinitely so long as someone keeps the beat.

I watched like 10 seconds of that and had to turn it off. I don’t know what the message is, but the delivery was repulsive.

On this thread, given the OP, what could that possibly even mean?!

How about we take it to the philosophy board? There, among other things, we could discuss instances of misogyny here
at ILP. :wink:

You are like actually civilized and cultured. Most of us here are strictly barbarian.