Passive Depressive #85

Bottled Water News

So, a while back I shared my thoughts on the glorious bottled water industry.

This morning I noted the following article, and just had to share it with you all.

Added to my numerous issues with bottled water, is now the knowledge that the process by which some companies ‘filter’ the tap water they bottle can be as inefficient at 5 to 1, that is to say that as many as five liters of our tap water can be needed to produce one liter of ‘purified’ water.

Absolutely fucking amazing.

Passive Depressive #84

Everyday Heroes: Tim Donaghy

  I’m not a perfect man: I’ve urinated in the bathroom sink at work, I’ve stood in line to get a blowjob from a retarded girl at a frat party….and I might starve my cat when I’m low on litter and don’t feel like going to the store…but I’m a hero in my own right. Perhaps hero is too strong a statement; let’s just say I have moments of heroism (relative to my situation) that are not entirely overwhelmed by the general indecency with which I lead my everyday life.

 Much like the careless child that plunges heedlessly into well and becomes a hero by continuing to breathe long enough to be pulled out by strangers, I (and others) am elevated by occasionaly salvaging a situation from becoming a worst case scenario. It is with this marginally noble sentiment in mind that I present you with the Inaugural edition of :

Beats Entropy’s: EVERYDAY HEROS

   Tim Donaghy

Passive Depressive #83

Beats Entropy: Disappointment Scale

Hope is mile high ladder with no warning on the top step: we all fall off in time, question is how high we bothered climbing in the first place. Here at BE we are all about fine measurements and deflated achievement…thus we give you the -

Beats Entropy Disappointment Scale (that you might gauge your climb accordingly).

Passive Depressive #82

I was reading Wiki and…

Letter Day 88: Racing towards indecency

 

The only advice my Grandfather ever gave me was “If you’re going to kill a clown make sure he’s dead. Cause they got’s long memory and lots of friends“. He died peacefully in sleep twenty years later. Fucking clowns! I dedicate this Letter Day to his memory. Let us, get down, to business.

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I don’t think you use real letters. Or if you do, your fans are just as caustic and biting as you are.But i could be wrong. It happens. So here goes nothing. Do you beat your entropy often? Or do you find as you get older you only need to beat it every now and again? “What advice would you give to young readers who might want to beat their entropy? Do you have any tips that might make it a more pleasurable experience? Or are you one of those who believes that beating one’s entropy should be an inherently unpleasant experience.If i got fan letters like this one I’d use fake letters, too.

+++Cardboard Casanova

Passive Depressive #81

Passive Depressive #80

Happening/Ain’t Happening: Artistic Differences

Passive Depressive #79

At large and delicious

 

I bought a pie a couple months ago. Cherry. I’m not really a dessert guy, but this particular pie spoke to me…for whatever reason. [1] “AJ” the pie said “you could use a little pie. What say you bring me home.” So I bought it with every intention of eating it that night… two months hence the pie still sits atop my fridge.

 So far as I can tell[2] it’s remained remarkably preserved. Whatever fruity animus allowed it to reach me in the first place has somehow staved off mold and desiccation. The only visible sign of disrepair is a narrow crack bisecting its two halves (caused, I assume, by the release of disappointment over my failure to consume it in a timely fashion). I have no concrete grounds under which I would be justified in casting a dessert down the garbage shoot into Pieblivion[3]. Yet I am not hungry, so the pie it waits…judging me always.

Passive Depressive #78