27-09) Today is your last day on Earth. The clashing Moons in the Diatycht Galaxy predetermines that tomorrow is possibly the end of the world---which makes this a great day to go absolutely berserk! Make this final 24 hour period memorable buy turning it into your personal Bacchanalian FunFest! Push the envelope, start an affair. Hey, people do it all the time, why worry about the consequences when time is so finite. Meet someone bizarre at an bazaar or in a seedy bar. Lease a new Mercedes Convertible and fly first class to Paris. Steaks, martinis, bonfires, shiny new guitars, fireworks, go-karts and silly string---go nuts. Go to dark places you never dared---like the crawl space---throw caution to the wind and let it blow away. Empty your bank account, hurry to the casino and stuff 100 dollar bills into slot machines. Double down at a singles bar armed with only cold hard cash and chilled French Champagne. Embrace that whack job over there you normally would run away from, give a waitress a 300% tip, drinks for everyone--you are the party! Consider what's reasonable and do the exact opposite. Let's go man. THE CLOCK IS TICKING...
Sunday, September 27, 2009
THE END IS NEAR (Sorry)
HORROR-SCOPE (09-
27-09) Today is your last day on Earth. The clashing Moons in the Diatycht Galaxy predetermines that tomorrow is possibly the end of the world---which makes this a great day to go absolutely berserk! Make this final 24 hour period memorable buy turning it into your personal Bacchanalian FunFest! Push the envelope, start an affair. Hey, people do it all the time, why worry about the consequences when time is so finite. Meet someone bizarre at an bazaar or in a seedy bar. Lease a new Mercedes Convertible and fly first class to Paris. Steaks, martinis, bonfires, shiny new guitars, fireworks, go-karts and silly string---go nuts. Go to dark places you never dared---like the crawl space---throw caution to the wind and let it blow away. Empty your bank account, hurry to the casino and stuff 100 dollar bills into slot machines. Double down at a singles bar armed with only cold hard cash and chilled French Champagne. Embrace that whack job over there you normally would run away from, give a waitress a 300% tip, drinks for everyone--you are the party! Consider what's reasonable and do the exact opposite. Let's go man. THE CLOCK IS TICKING...
27-09) Today is your last day on Earth. The clashing Moons in the Diatycht Galaxy predetermines that tomorrow is possibly the end of the world---which makes this a great day to go absolutely berserk! Make this final 24 hour period memorable buy turning it into your personal Bacchanalian FunFest! Push the envelope, start an affair. Hey, people do it all the time, why worry about the consequences when time is so finite. Meet someone bizarre at an bazaar or in a seedy bar. Lease a new Mercedes Convertible and fly first class to Paris. Steaks, martinis, bonfires, shiny new guitars, fireworks, go-karts and silly string---go nuts. Go to dark places you never dared---like the crawl space---throw caution to the wind and let it blow away. Empty your bank account, hurry to the casino and stuff 100 dollar bills into slot machines. Double down at a singles bar armed with only cold hard cash and chilled French Champagne. Embrace that whack job over there you normally would run away from, give a waitress a 300% tip, drinks for everyone--you are the party! Consider what's reasonable and do the exact opposite. Let's go man. THE CLOCK IS TICKING...
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