Quote:

"Too old to be a prodigy,
too young to give up hope"

HAHAAAAAAAAAA

Well, my Honor's Physics teacher isn't here...time to blog on how my day started.




I lol'd pretty hard. Since I left the house at 6:30 in the morning, it was still hella dark. I was biking, and when I got to Tara Hills, I didn't notice the glass that popped my back tire. 2.5 miles of riding on a pure rim. Life loves me.

Hmmm

I wonder what it's like to be in a relationship with someone you wouldn't think you'd be with.

Pi-pi-pi-pictures.

Since my blog is full of text, time to shake it up.








More to come!

(Copyright: Eddy Lazo. 1/27/09)

Yes.

I'm a modern man,
A man of the millennium,
Digital and smoke free.

A diversified, multicultural, postmodern
deconstructionist,
Politically, anatomically, and ecologically incorrect.

I've been unplicked and downloaded,
I've been inputted and outsourced.
I know the upside of downsizing,
I know the downside of upgrading.

I'm a high-tech lowlife.
A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bicoastal multitasker,
And I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.

I'm new wave, but I'm old school.
And my inner child is outward bound.

I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted, cool customer.
Voice activated and biodegradeable.

I interface from a database,
and my database is in cyberspace.
So I'm interactive,
I'm hyperactive.
And from time-to-time,
I'm radioactive.

Behind the eight-ball,
ahead of the curve,
riding a wave,
dodging a bullet,
Pushing an envelope.

I'm on point,
on task,
on message,
and off drugs.
I got no need for coke and speed,
I got no urge to binge and purge.

I'm in the moment,
on the edge,
over the top,
but under the radar.

A high-concept,
low-profile,
medium-ranged ballistic missionary.
A street-wise smart bomb.
A top-gun bottom feeder.

I wear power ties,
I tell power lies.
I take power naps,
I run victory laps.

I'm a totally ongoing, bigfoot, slam dunk rainmaker with
a proactive outreach.
A raging workaholic,
a working ragaholic.
Out of rehab
and in denial.

You can't shut me up,
you can't dumb me down.
Because I'm tireless,
and wireless.
I'm an alpha man on beta blockers.

I'm a pro-believer and over-achiever,
laid back but fashion forward.

Up front,
down home.
Low rent,
high quality.

Super-size,
long-lasting,
high-definition,
fast-acting,
oven-ready,
and built to last.

I'm a hands-on,
foot-loose,
knee-jerk
head case.

Prematurely post-traumatic,
and I have a love child who sends me hate mail.

But I'm feeling,
I'm caring.
I'm healing,
I'm sharing.
A supportive bonding, nurturing, primary care-giver.

My output is down,
but my income is up.
I take a short position on the long bond,
and my revenue stream has its own cash flow.

I'm toll-free,
bite-sized,
ready-to-wear,
and I come in all sizes.

A fully-equipped,
factory-authorized,
hospital-tested,
clinically-proven,
sctientifically-formulated medical miracle.

I've been pre-washed,
pre-cooked,
pre-heated,
pre-screened,
pre-approved,
pre-packaged,
post-dated.
freeze-dried,
double-wrapped,
vacuum-packed,
and I have an unlimitted broadband capacity.

I'm a rude dude,
but I'm the real deal.
Lean and mean.
Cocked, locked and ready to rock.
Rough, tough, and hard to bluff.

I take it slow,
I go with the flow.
I ride with the tide,
I got glide in my stride.

I don't snooze,
so I don't lose.
I keep the pedal to the metal,
and the rubber on the road.

I'm hanging in,
there ain't no doubt.
And I'm hanging tough.
Over and out.

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