Nov 102011
 

Around the time the sky fell I remember clearly walking down the street and catching my eye was a dark alley and in this alley was a garbage can. This reminds me of the time I was doing jumping jacks in the middle of the freeway. Slipping off a cloud and stumbling down a mountain slowly falling to the bottom and breaking every bone on the way down. The sky is surly falling into the sea piece by piece while we record it and upload it to the internet in real time so everyone can witness this event. Text me your email phone number facebook twitter address so I might add you to my list of thousands that I pay no attention to. The sky is falling and we just sit and watch with smiles in our hearts and anger in our eyes, fire and brimstone rose petals and rainbows. Time to step it up and then fade into the background while the sinister rebellion occurs right before the eyes of the innocent. This is not the sporting event they paid for, this is not the television show they set the DVR to record, this is not the file they illegally downloaded.

The sky has fallen and cheap labor was hired to clean up the pieces. The new sky is much better though, instead of blue it shines in a brilliant green with a touch of yellow and red here and there. Let me blog about this increased hit counter for inflated ego worms that hunger for more. Please remember to fasten your braces and check the helium tanks, this is going to be a smooth ride. Down the middle of a splintered tree a road forks into the sun, which is now purple by the way, and onward to the new blue moon. I am talking about the color not moon phases, the moon is now blue. Go outside and check, you’ll see.

Step into the night now where the sky is white and the stars black, this really makes no since because the stars should be purple but no one wants to question the facts. The grass is still green but not on this side, mister. You get off my lawn I have erected a temple to the new purple sun and blue moon Gods I call Pursu and Blumo all hail as I sacrifice chickens but not live ones I went to the fast food joint down the road so I guess it’s more of an offering than a sacrifice but that is a tale for another day as this one was suppose to be about an alien mother ship visiting Earth and stealing all of our bees. For the honey, aliens love honey.