Movin’ On Down!

I’ll be moving over here, at least for awhile.  I see no reason to pay for a domain when only writing a personal blog/dairy.

Truth be told I hope to have a little more time to write some things with more “meat” again.  I realize things have been getting a little thin…..shall we say.

Oddly I thought my time was up last week.  Perhaps I bought more than I recall.  To be seen….if all goes *poof* then it’s over yonder.

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Just A Mind Note

Last night I went to a party at a rather large house, borrowed by friends for the night while they were out of town. Walking in I was introduced to some people and one fellah responded “I know Cardman, he’s a really good bike rider”. I tried through the night to remember the guy to no avail, but is a skater a couple of towns away. Back a few years ago I rode in one spot, for some time alone. Interestingly over time I was surrounded by mostly skaters near every night I went out. He was one of those skaters, and said some names I recognized, so he was legit in his stories.

Later he responded one of the best compliments one can recieve in my opinion. “You inspired me to be a better skater, at the time I didn’t know such things were possible, bike or otherwise”. In not boosting my own ego people recognize me quite a lot, and in return I can’t recall them from Joe Blow. It’s amazing when one can inspire another on such levels without drawing attention to ones self.

My personal road map has always been of such. I’ve never validated or judged myself as really skilled, better or worse than anyone else. Just one that does what he knows and likes.

On another level, perhaps one that only makes sense to me on those lines. A lady there had gotten back from Vegas and said she saw Criss Angel in a corner at a place they ate dinner, and was alone. I was perplexed and asked if he had body guards or a bimbo with him etc. He was just…..in the corner….alone. She showed me a picture and sure enough it was Criss alllll alone. While showing the pic she said “what a douchebag”.

Strange world we live in. So he’s got more money than us all, but if your in a corner with a mope face alone, what’s it all worth. Sure, he’s gotten compliments and awards over the years, but it validates again the shallow nature of fame. While I sit on my end with no want of fame and the like…getting good vibes from people I don’t even remember or know are truly from the heart, rather than the illusion of grandure due to television and whatnot.

Though the masses I’d assume figure I’m some stoner, I smoked last night and my tolerance is null. Last I can recall choking one down was about Oct. I was pretty blazed in the best of form. It was bound to happen, and someone asked if I’d do some card stuff…..loudly. I refused. Personally I have line in which I won’t perform because I admire our art too much. Alas I created a fair disapontment with those folks. Then I giggled and thought how Criss must get that all the time, sober, with little to nothing to truly offer magic wise. Perhaps a shot glass through a table.

Inspiring others is more complex than first glance. When it happens though it’s a compliment that is hard to compare.

Irony

We Got Porn Bitches!

What is up with these modern day sex kittens. Plastic surgery makes you look fucked up. Hot dog lips that look like they were smeared in lard. That “always surprised look”. Yuk.

Oh so yeah. Remember kids. It’s stealing. Not copying or anything like that. Take it from the bitches that take it up the ass on camera.

Oh….so yeah. This may be rather surprising…as if anyone asked or cared. I don’t like porn. Really! I hate strip clubs too. Reasoning is simple. Porn, is a step away from modern magic marketing. You just do something you think your doing well and sell it, cause some desperate chimp will buy it. Same with the strip clubs. Why in the hell would anyone pay some chic that isn’t actually going to go home with them. Blind sided Sha Boom! Pay first then I’ll perhaps give you a good secret big dick Mcgee.

Buh. I don’t get it. And cyber sex. Oh baby your text and Georgia font are so hot…baby. I’m eating fried chicken in the nude…baby.

Perhaps I got a little carried away there. Oooooooo…baby. Sweet Georgia.

Bitches are working hard man….to make a living….thousands are needed to make these masterpieces. I got a phone and….Whoa! That’s all I need cause it’s TWO THOUSAND TEN. I need a porn name. I saw Boogie Nights. I’m ready. No practice or talent needed! And you thought I was just talking about porn.

On with the goods. Perhaps I’m alone here but there is a “common sense” flaw in near every clip spoken.

Copyright Gone Bad

Of The Century…Shah Zow!

Criss Angel to me isn’t a magician.  I think most laymen caught on in the same manner.  At best he’s a poor actor.  No my friends I don’t mean an actor playing the role of a magician….er yes I do.  To me calling him a magician is like saying Keanu Reeves can slow down time and is very expressive in his work.

Can you all believe…er sorry…can you all stomach this bullshit.  Criss Angel as magician of the CENTURY.  Holy shit balls.  If we ever needed more proof magic awards hold about the silliest little trinkets on the planet, this one should set it in stone a bit more.  Even most laymen I’ve read online are basically reacting with a “really?” type aura.

Perhaps in the future the world of magi will step back and really look at shit for once.  Yes….I know the Criss Angel thing is mostly a joke to anyone with a couple of brain cells to rub together.  On the other hand it seems most of the big boys out there….FISM mostly, should really step back and know most of us are just laughing in the same manner as the award given to Criss.

Standards.  When did these things get so lost?  Some things are above opinions as bonds when talking about standards.

Ah fuck.  I forget I’m talking to magicians.  Standards are harder to come by.  When there are fanny packs to market that hold their thumb tips, playing cards, and dildos all in one place while wearing a “Everything I ever needed to know I learned from L+L” T shirt  …standards may be a tad awry.

I may just make my own one man society and some awards to give out.  I promise if you all really look at what they are worth…it’s about the same as all the rest.

Anyone want best magician of North America Lifetime Achievement?  We’ll cook up that one first.  I only ask for the 100 dollar yearly fee.  The rest is yours.

Sorry to report dues just went up because of complications, in that, we have too many members for the small space we had used 5 minutes ago.  Dues are now 500 dollars a month.

Card Shop

Yes.  I’m plugging someone’s goods at a new internet store.  God speed Sir.

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