The Shattered Prayer

I have to wonder if I’m going to get in trouble with the Buddhists over that title. I mean, there seems to be an epidemic of self-righteous over-sensitivity these days. Buck up, people, you all get on my damned nerves.
No its just that whenever I listen to Jesus Christ Superstar (the Laibach version, thank […]

Its time for Rob’s weekly roundup of horoscopes for the Shattered Prayerians. If I knew Shelley’s sun-sign, I’d include hers too. This week, Rob has an April Fools themed horoscope. Oh how surprising. Here’s what he says about Gemini:
After meditating on the omens, I can’t decide whether it’s more
accurate to say “This week will suck” […]

No, I don’t have a Sunday headache. Bas does though, and its free for download over on his website. Do go over and check it out, its brilliant. As he says, its ‘bouncy’. Yes, bouncy, but also relentless. Much like a headache, but this headache kinda grows on you, and I found myself smiling all […]

…. its like this every year. Its not even April yet, and the air-conditioners are on. It was necessary. Us ladies were having the vapors.
Ah, vapors. Why doesn’t anyone get vapors anymore? And I’m not talking about the band who sang “I’m Turning Japanese”. I’m talking about that mysterious affliction brought on by tight […]

Ever been in lovewith a slug in a fur coat?Her name’s Beatrice
El Chupacabrahas been loosed upon the world.His name is Cleto
Stop padding on me;Cleto your claws are like knives.Where’s the peroxide?
Bea drinks my iced teajust like a good southern girl.Really she’s British.
Rise in the morningwith a cat-butt in my face.What a wake-up call.
Cleto your meowSounds […]

I’ve written about this before but I just have to reiterate. Please, journalists. You aren’t being clever. Stop it. Now.
As most of my four readers know, I also run the Noumenal News, which collects weird, paranormal, occult and religious news from around the world and, for the convenience of my readers (and for the […]

I’m only just starting my first cup of coffee of the day. Slepts late because of the evil Cleto. Sometime around 2 am, he decided to chase Bea back and forth under the bed. Now, I don’t sleep in a normal bed. I haven’t slept in a real bed in so long I’ve forgotten what […]

This week, Rob’s horoscopes are, for the most part, dull. Is ole Rob losing his edge? One line, however, did stand out. This is from the Sagittarius horoscope:
Flora, a Komodo dragon in a British zoo, recently became pregnant and
hatched five babies…..
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA….. Sorry, but thats hilarious. I was feeling a bit down, but that really […]

Klaudius over at Klaudius.org picked up the Google Haiku I wrote, which were largely ignored… no, wait, make that wholly ignored (my Mercury Hymn was only largely ignored), by the Shattered Prayerians. Thanks Klaudius, for showing such fine taste in Haiku, and I apologise from the bottom of my heart for butchering such an intricate […]

Last night I dreamed I went home. Home? you ask. Yes, well, I have no idea where it is either. In my dreams I guess. It felt warm and comfortable and welcoming. It was humble, but it was a roof. There were neighbors, and cats, and trees. And one giant cat in a giant tree […]

Another nightmare. Got up to pee last night (not on a Mercedes, as if there’s such a thing in this neighborhood), and to have a midnight snack. Don was in the kitchen. In his underwear. So much for my appetite.
I suppose recent nudity discussions have made the point. Some people shouldn’t be nude. Ever. […]

Last night I dreamed I was walking through a mall in a bright pink dress, carrying a six-pack of Budweiser. I’m serious! Is that like my worst nightmare or what? Bad beer, bad clothes… a mall!
Shudder.
I figure the dream arose from the image placed in my subconscious by R the P’s comment about me […]

Its kicks off this Friday with a ribbon-cutting ceremony, the torment of endangered animals (trained Bengal tigers. They’re tigers! They want to hunt, maim, eat and fuck. They don’t want to ‘romp playfully’ for the entertainment of a gathering of hicks and their inbred children), a Gospel concert (who’d a thunk it?) and an Elvis […]

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): Activists in the Pacific
Northwest have sometimes resorted to extreme measures in their efforts
to end the clear-cutting of old-growth forests. Among the most creative
has been a woman named Dona Nieto, also known as La Tigresa. She has on
occasion planted herself half-naked in front of marauding lumberjacks
bearing chainsaws and bulldozers, stopping them […]

Last time on Into the Blender, we made an allergy, retrograde and bad work-place shake.
Today I’m putting ’springing forward’ into the blender as the first ingedient. Doing it once a year is bad enough, but whose dumb idea was it to do it early this year? Oh yeah, Congress in all their wisdom.
I […]