The On-Going Adventures Of Pseudo Cyborg 2006-12-08T19:56:24Z Hello. My name is david. This is my website. tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2007:/weblog//1 Movable Type Copyright (c) 2006, zulaica “What a botheration!” 2006-12-08T19:56:24Z 2006-12-08T19:26:52Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.66 2006-12-08T19:26:52Z That's right, another MOG post.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org MOG That's right, another MOG post.

]]> “Take My Message To Your Brother And Tell Him Twice.” 2006-12-08T01:53:03Z 2006-12-08T01:50:22Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.65 2006-12-08T01:50:22Z I recall being a child, being simultaneously in fear and in awe of The Jacksons any time the video for "Can You Feel It?" would show up on MTV—back when MTV was, in fact, Music Television.Seeing it again today brought... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org MOG I recall being a child, being simultaneously in fear and in awe of The Jacksons any time the video for "Can You Feel It?" would show up on MTV—back when MTV was, in fact, Music Television.

Seeing it again today brought me back there.

]]> “Oh, you can do it if your heart is pure… or purée.” 2006-12-04T22:01:57Z 2006-12-04T21:49:23Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.64 2006-12-04T21:49:23Z Time for another MOG post.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org MOG Time for another MOG post.

]]> Check It Twice 2006-11-16T19:17:00Z 2006-11-16T19:10:31Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.63 2006-11-16T19:10:31Z Yes, another MOG post.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org MOG Yes, another MOG post.

]]> The "P" Is For Perfection 2006-11-13T23:52:19Z 2006-11-13T23:41:43Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.62 2006-11-13T23:41:43Z I posted a "missed connection" on CraigsList. Here it is in its entirity for your entertainment.Friday night, November 11th, karaoke at the too-famous-for-its-own-good Brass Monkey in Koreatown. I don't frequent that place as often as I once did. It hasn't... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Musings I posted a "missed connection" on CraigsList. Here it is in its entirity for your entertainment.

Friday night, November 11th, karaoke at the too-famous-for-its-own-good Brass Monkey in Koreatown. I don't frequent that place as often as I once did. It hasn't been the same since Luke left.

You—under the pseudonym of LaToya—adorable, brimming with sass and moxie... but not in that annoying Hollywood Hipster bullshit way. Thank fucking goodness, too. Seriously. This Los Angelistic fake life-stlye I'm forced to witness in an outing is beyond annoying.

Your alias was called out by the host and the word "Supersonic" flashed across the karaoke monitors.

"Great," I thought. "Let's see someone else fuck this song up to shit."

I couldn't believe my ears. You gave J.J. Fad a real run for the money. Even the end—the fast bit that no one knows—absolute perfection! That sass, that moxie, you worked it in straight properly... not like that fucking disgusting and talentless hack Fergie. What the hell is her deal?! Seriously. Fergalicious?! What the fuck is that tripe?! Who's the moron that gave her a microphone? I still have night terrors because of "My Humps". I'm shuddering right now.

I got a free subscription to Rolling Stone when I ordered my copy of Dub Side Of The Moon. A couple issues ago, her withering mug was on the cover. I nearly scratched my eyes out and fed them to rabid rodents whilst filling my bloody eye sockets with freshly-squeezed spoiled lemon juice and coarse sea salt. That leathery texture, all pixelated—I mean, what the fuck, she couldn't send them a proper high-resolution photo? There is nothing good about her and she has the uncanny ability to convince the meager-minded that her drivel is some form of art. She's kinda like King Midas except, instead of turning things to gold, she turns anything she's associated with into a steaming watery spray of hangover diarrhea. Fuck you, Fergie.

But I digress. We chatted. Your camera snapped photos. You wore my glasses. I found your hair clip for you. There was a conga line. You took a sip of my whiskey and grimaced.

My ride was on his way out. In my drunken haste to insure a way home, I left without exchanging information.

You let your real name slip once. That's the best I've got.

I wonder if I look as ridiculous in those photos as I imagine.

]]> Musing whilst strolling 2006-11-05T08:45:45Z 2006-11-05T08:28:18Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.61 2006-11-05T08:28:18Z So I wonderIs there some sort of hint I should be taking?So I wonderShould I find a way to shut of my mind?So I wonderShould I just let go?Should I let it be so?So I wanderTo find a way to... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Musings So I wonder
Is there some sort of hint I should be taking?
So I wonder
Should I find a way to shut of my mind?
So I wonder
Should I just let go?
Should I let it be so?
So I wander
To find a way to shut off my mind.

]]> o.O 2006-11-01T20:16:17Z 2006-11-01T20:13:41Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.59 2006-11-01T20:13:41Z Just... wow.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org YouTube Just... wow.

]]> “It’s officially the biggest midget in the game.” 2006-10-30T22:49:19Z 2006-10-30T22:43:04Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.58 2006-10-30T22:43:04Z Yes, it's time for another MOG post.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org MOG Yes, it's time for another MOG post.

]]> "I don't wanna stop now." 2006-10-28T00:01:31Z 2006-10-27T23:58:32Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.57 2006-10-27T23:58:32Z Aaaaand another MOG post.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org MOG Aaaaand another MOG post.

]]> "Is there a sad ending?" 2006-10-27T18:38:40Z 2006-10-26T22:52:56Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.56 2006-10-26T22:52:56Z ln time, every sad ending will become happy. The sad ending is only because the author stops telling the story. But it still goes on, it's just untold.--- Francis Blake, Twin Falls Idaho... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Musings

ln time, every sad ending will become happy. The sad ending is only because the author stops telling the story. But it still goes on, it's just untold.

--- Francis Blake, Twin Falls Idaho

]]> Endogenous opioid biochemical compounds 2006-10-24T20:47:19Z 2006-10-24T20:42:12Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.55 2006-10-24T20:42:12Z We're not so differentAnd we're not the sameMy eyes stingTingeTartThey feel like a lemon tastesAnd endorphins won't kick inMy focus is all broke-usI remember the day I fractured my footI had the strength of an armySuper humanAnd I felt no... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Musings We're not so different
And we're not the same

My eyes sting
Tinge
Tart
They feel like a lemon tastes
And endorphins won't kick in

My focus is all broke-us

I remember the day I fractured my foot
I had the strength of an army
Super human
And I felt no pain

It hurts to hurt

And endorphins won't kick in

]]> We Was Born To Be Alive 2006-10-23T22:32:24Z 2006-10-23T22:26:27Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.54 2006-10-23T22:26:27Z Another MOG post.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Music Another MOG post.

]]> Hippiesters need to die. 2006-10-18T00:17:38Z 2006-10-18T00:00:14Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.53 2006-10-18T00:00:14Z A MOG post. The first of many.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Musings A MOG post. The first of many.

]]> DuBiouS 2006-10-11T22:48:27Z 2006-10-11T22:39:41Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.52 2006-10-11T22:39:41Z On the brink of bileWith a simple shift in thoughtIn a constant race with my mindAnd I can feel the soil slippingMaintaining maintenanceCardiopulmonary resuscitationBypasses meDerailedFixtures permanentFundamental foundationsLosing rootAnd I can feel the soil slipping... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Musings On the brink of bile
With a simple shift in thought
In a constant race with my mind
And I can feel the soil slipping

Maintaining maintenance
Cardiopulmonary resuscitation
Bypasses me

Derailed

Fixtures permanent
Fundamental foundations
Losing root
And I can feel the soil slipping

]]> Oh. Holy. Fuck. 2006-10-10T05:36:27Z 2006-10-10T05:31:26Z tag:www.pseudo-cyb.org,2006:/weblog//1.50 2006-10-10T05:31:26Z James Brown SO wins.... zulaica david@pseudo-cyb.org Musings James Brown SO wins.

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