Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit. I am the perfect slave for your day job.

Comrade Nathan has started his own blog somewhere out on the lonesome internet. It is called "Define the Center," and I hear it's a great place to take underage chicks and get them all drunk and shit.

where i'm at; don’t worry, yer never alone, god sez it's alright, death’s breath is still on yer neck and it's the noise in other people's heads that drives me insane!

you ever walk into an elevator that someone else has just farted in? and then obsess over whether or not you should’ve just gotten out and waited for the next one as it makes its 20 second journey to the 24th floor? and then, when it finally gets there, have it open -- only to find the hot receptionist who works next door and tears your tongue out waiting to get in it? not me, jerk-offs!

dear friends, family, and colleagues:

please do not allow me to be kept alive by machines if i am in a persistent vegetative state, regardless of how funny it may be. ok, if it's really funny, you can do it for a little while. and, ok, if you think some congressman might say,

"He is still one of us and this cannot stand. Dodgy Goodtimes has survived his passion weekend and he has not been forsaken."

you can keep me alive a little longer, if it'll spice up the eulogy. just make sure you donate my body to necrophiliacs local 151 afterwards.

Welcome to the machine! I ♥ u! Just so you know, the American government spent the last couple of days trying to stop doctors from removing the feeding tube from a vegetable and holding hearings on the use of steroids in baseball. Did you know that Michael Jackson is on trial for child molestation, that Scott Peterson was sentenced to life, and that Robert Blake was found not guilty of murdering his wife? I should hope so!

no matter how random or temporary things may seem,

"no, not really"
will always be
four syllables
l-o-n-g.

the dodgy symphonies volume 40 [. . .] pilfered in part from donkey 9: for the lady who wears a fake pink dick. what life was like now: you should avoid prolonged or excessive exposure to direct and/or artficial sunlight while taking this medication; we have unfinished monkey business, you and i.

please play these in the specified order. you just can't trust itunes. (ik weet niet het, houdt het allen aan me steek.) i should've changed the tags, i know. i remembered, forgot, uploaded, and then remembered again.
take me all at once (85mb)
or,
in pieces:
1. "Seven Nation Army (Harry Potter and George W. Bush's Severed Head Army Mix)" The Flaming Lips
2. "Really Rappin' Something" The Kleptones
3. "Pardon My Freedom" !!!
4. "Wicked and Weird" Buck 65
5. "Stereo Blasting (Lola)" Damon Albarn & Einar Orn Benedikt
6. "Lluchia Dy Fflachlwch Drosda I" Ffa Coffi Pawb*
7. "To You Alone" The Beta Band
8. "So Begins Our Alabee" Of Montreal
9. "Rockin' Chair" Oasis
10. "Color Bars" Earlimart
11. "Talk" Coldplay
12. "Pwdin Wy" Gruff Rhys
13. "Pwdin Wy 2" Gruff Rhys
14. "Panthers" Wilco
15. "That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore" The Smiths
16. "The Stoked American" Out Hud
17. "For Pete's Sake (Closing Theme)" The Monkees

*[throw your flashdust over me] the world is a flop, etc. dodgy rules ok?