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“Nobody believes in God like an atheist: ‘There is no God, and I am His prophet!’”
—Alan Watts

12:04 AM PST

The Lady Who Pumps Chemicals SPIKED! a long needle into my vein, while My Sweet Bena held my hand as we sang sweet inappropriate jokes into each others’ ears. SCORE! She pumped Saline, Pepcid, Benadryl, scores of wild chemicals through my wicked, itchy bloodstream, the highlight of these chemicals being Red Ersatz-Otter-Pop Chemical Juice. SCORE! Upon successfully pumping the red archetype of childrens’ frozen money-spinning novelties through my soul, two of my truest bros & sistas, Hormiga Siciliano & Coffygal enter the room, and just in time to see Count Chocula give his own personal gold medal to The Lady Who Pumps Chemicals. YES! She earned REAL GOLD, and I believe she is free of STEROIDS & HGH! All who read this post are Astral-Projecting (you probably don’t realize it). I feel wonderful at the moment.

How will I feel tomorrow? Only Buddha, Lord Krishna, Jesus, Benihana, Mohammad, Shiva, Achtland, Yolanka The Space Creature, Eadon, and all the other deities currently playing The Un-Game up on Exanaplanatooch know for certain! Thank you for today.

In the words of my dear late Grandmother Ethlyn Brown, “I have a lot to be thankful for.”

“Transcendental Meditation on the Ocean of Reality is LOVE!”

—–Gerome Ragni and James Rado

Yes, at last, I’m getting Stantheembryo.com up and running again, with a thoroughly different look (as you can see), because I’m high on ideas, but low on html and overall PC know-how (the handful of you who checked my site from time to time can attest to how much I can destroy the buttons, links, and sausages of a beautifully designed web-page!). So— I’m keeping it simplified on design, and hopefully the scatter-pyched prose that my correspondents and I write will speak for itself.

I’ve gotta give a huge thanks to Alfredo Esparza of Luchaworld for navigating me through the cyber jungle of webpage know-how. Well— it’s probably a simple cyber-garden to him, but to me it’s a wicked cyber-jungle in which  a sharp machete and a frisbee are needed to cut, pry and chew down the Guajardian strangulating vines that try block the angels’ arteries. Seriously, thanks Fredo for helping me straighten out my webpage mess! You rock Dude!

OBAMA IN 2008, BABY!

PHINEAS FREAK IN 2012!

Welcome to Stantheembryo.com, being totally rebuilt from scratch!