To live, or die trying
At some points in my life, i take time to sit down with photographs that remind of the old days, remembering what i did, thinking of what i could’ve done, what is too late and what is ahead of me. It’s kind of hard to think of stuff i never got to do properly.. Like climbing a tree, dangling from a branch with my knees, shooting birds with a slingshot because you don’t know any better.
Now i sit here, feeling like an old cartoon character, way over his 40’s, blogging about his life and his regrets, but let’s not make that the issue!
The issue now is: The Mothman…
Who or what was this creature? What happened to him? Was he (or she, i dunno) a regular drunkard on a holiday that got lost in the woods and found out how to grow wings and kill people? Is it an alien force that feeds on human lives? Or is it a gene-mutated moth? No one knows for sure, and im not sure if we’ll EVER know… To me, it’s just like Bigfoot. A phenomenon created for the sole purpose of making money for newspapers/magazines/news-channels.
Also, to give people something to do with their spanking new videocamera!
Also, i have gotten this strange, yet understandable, obsession with Robot Chicken. A show based on almost the same as Celebrity Deathmatch, only with some purpose, plotlines and different skits all the time? PELT ME WITH IT!!!

I’d post a episode of Robot Chicken here, and i will, as soon as i know how… Again: Old man in front of a computer.
Also, i wish to make a new video for Youtube, but im not sure what to make for it, but if you feel it, you can post a suggestion for material as a comment anonymously or fully named in the “Post your insanity” flick on the front page!
Alright, fellow humans: That’s what i have to say for the day!
Take good care, and remember:
Stay Insanely Sane!