chess game conversation

While playing a chess game online one player thinks he is winning so he sends a message to the other player. this is how it starts...


ferdinandosor: you should resign at this point.....
arearider: yeah, i should huh
ferdinandosor: obviously you can't win...
arearider: of course not
ferdinandosor: so why waste your/my time?
arearider: waste?
arearider: i'm thinking
arearider: i never waste my time
ferdinandosor: you wont stalemate..
ferdinandosor: trust me
arearider: trust you? i'm not a little child and you can't get me in your pervert van
ferdinandosor: thats why i dont like playing chess with children like you
ferdinandosor: sorry i meant little baby
arearider: lol
ferdinandosor: tick tock
ferdinandosor: i can see smoke coming out of your ears...
arearider: alright you can tell time. good for you
arearider: :)
arearider: this is fun
ferdinandosor: very exciting
ferdinandosor: excellent i should say
arearider: lol, i mean messing with you
ferdinandosor: no prob
arearider: ok
ferdinandosor: i was going to play you again
arearider: just want you to kill me, i don't give up even if i know i'm going to lose
ferdinandosor: but ithink i changed my mind
arearider: ah,u hurt my feelings
ferdinandosor: you really should go into comedy instead...
ferdinandosor: still thinking?
arearider: lol, LMAO
ferdinandosor: whats LMAO?
arearider: i know know why i think this is so funny but it is
ferdinandosor: your laughing alone
arearider: laughing my @ss off
ferdinandosor: and boring me
ferdinandosor: i came to play chess
ferdinandosor: i cant stand pllayers like you
arearider: why online, you don't have friends in real life or are you just hughly obese
ferdinandosor: your obviously a sore loser
arearider: yeah, that's it. i'm the loser.
ferdinandosor: a SORE loser
ferdinandosor: its ok to lose
arearider: oh, poor me. oh sorry, Sore loser
arearider: i know, it's a unrated game but thanks for caring
ferdinandosor: but to be an idiot at the same time...
ferdinandosor: welll
ferdinandosor: told you
ferdinandosor: all you care about is ratings
ferdinandosor: obviously a SORE loser
arearider: ah man, you don't know how much of a good time i'm having messing with you
ferdinandosor: not a real chess player
ferdinandosor: your wasting my time dum dum
arearider: i don't even know how to play chess to be honest
ferdinandosor: and yours
ferdinandosor: so why are you here?
ferdinandosor: to bug me?
ferdinandosor: and others
arearider: to make people like you mad and have a good laugh
ferdinandosor: your obviously an insect
ferdinandosor: i am not mad
arearider: lol, i thought i was a sore loser
ferdinandosor: just sorry i played an idiot like you
arearider: hahaha
arearider: lighten up dude, it's only a game
ferdinandosor: your SO funny
ferdinandosor: your wasting my time idiot
arearider: go outside and get some freash air
ferdinandosor: i came to play chess
ferdinandosor: not to chat with an immature loser
arearider: you waste your time anyways
*** ferdinandosor has left the table.
what do you think?

Hanging out at a friend's place looking out the window.

Thoughts start to stir and restless limbs start to move. It takes all day but we get through the lows just to get high. Wait, back up.
Tony has a new painting...


who will come and haunt our dreams. the side effects are taking hold. in and out of dreams, it's getting harder to tell you from you. ain't it fun...

Find The Words...

Let's start at the end, why explain what you already know? They might not know your beginning but you do. How about we just start at a place you might understand? A place that might make a little more sense.



Somethings are embedded in us from childhood. If you are not aware, with all the distractions in your life, then you will always be a slave to those vise. You can enjoy many bad habits but in moderation. Once it starts to become a addiction, you give up your control. Sure, it's great if that's what you are going for but it's not part of your demise. We have better plans for that...

Let's take a little break.



Getting your name out there can have it's benefits but it can also have it's drawbacks.

This picture has been use in a few websites. We aren't going to show you the link because giving them more power is not our point to you. Doesn't matter if some gave you credit and some didn't. No, the point is you will always be taken advantage of. People are going to use you and it's going to get hard to distinguish who is trying to help you.
Don't get down. It's not all bad. In fact, most of it is going to be bright.


It only seems a little complicated if you don't know how it's done. We'll try and help you analyze the process and explain the procedure for the outcome.



But for now, try to relax. Try and get some sleep. try...

"the art of happiness" by the holiness the Dalai Lama

Something in the book was troubling. Mostly it was only a word that stood out. It was in other books like "The Lost Symbol" by Dan Brown and it had been a slogan in the president's campaign. Hope. How can one little word mean so much to so many different people. It can make them weep or it can bring fear to some.
Maybe it wasn't the word itself but the emotion the sound gave people that made it powerful. Hope. Like a Buddhist monk chanting going into a trance. The sound. Sounds. Making people go mad. Making love while "ballad of a thin man" plays in the background. Putting more and more into the music.
Then, tears collected at the edge of our souls. Music was coming from all around him. Everything was coming as it should. Is it possible? "Positive, But something is happening here
And you don't know what it is" the song sings on.
Everyone should read this book but chances are it will take a lost to be found.
Don't give up, there is always hope...

you remeber my what day?

midnight...
He thought the day would start like any other day but boy was he wrong. The bloody mary he had the night before wouldn't have any kind of hang over effect on him. he would just watch some cartoons and wake in time for some breakfast. Wouldn't you know it, as soon as he hear the rain drops falling on his banister he knew it was over. his plan for the day was over, or was it? he looked out his glass door...


Sure, it was raining but after a brief discussion with a friend he was in courage to go about and into the wild.

he didn't want anyone to know but it was his birthday.

then he went to see his friends. they played pool and had a few laughs. but before that

i thought abuot making this into a painting or just finding a title for this picture.
sometimes pictues speak louder than words..

my 1st rant or better yet you know what grinds my gears...

man was not created in the image of god, god was created in the image of man and for that we can all shut up and skate...