
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden; one which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what? With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak solitude of your room, you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock, all that which flees, all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which sings, all that which speaks, ask them, what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, they will all reply:
"It is time to get drunk!
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! With wine, poetry, or virtue, as you choose!"
Charles Baudelaire





















Those are some hella Poncharelli’s there. Playing CHiPs again are ye?
Ha, you look so serious. stop that!
what the hell? why does it think I’m you? that’s screwy.
M@
whoa. that’s weird. you’re freaking me out. stop that.
it’s doing it again!
WTF!~
how are you doing that?
MAKE IT STOP!
Not YOU
you need to cut that out. it makes it appear as though i’m having an argument with myself. people are going to think i’m a stark raving lunatic.
Loss of another day with these posts I can see a pattern here…lol,lol,lol,lol,lol,