o Gee-Zeus…

that’s Myth-ster God to you
o Gee-Zeus…

that’s Myth-ster God to you
Take your wooden plat-i-tudes
your plat’num-plated attitude

–and find yourself a wussy
I ain’t your plat-y-pussy…
©Karen Robiscoe
Given the somewhat nuclear quality to this giganter web, it bears mentioning this isn’t directed toward anyone in particular, but riffs on the duckface troutpout to which fb’er’s are inclined, and the overall coating of BS with which we all present ourselves–our shiny ideals, and all, our grand and sweeping directives, which–if you all truly live by, my hat is off to you. I am more of a plebe–struggling through the mire, and this little cross-section of seamy underbelly is clever for all that it isn’t puppies and rainbows…
Speaking of clever–my Cyberland series that imagines falling Through the Monitor, and into Cyberland proper is clever. Packed with weird creatures, fun adventures through blog posts, and enough tongue in cheek to choke Jimi Hendrix all over again, the first short story is absolutely FREE–while the second asks a modest 2 bucks–small compensation indeed for the hours days weeks spent writing and refining it.

Smashwords Profile Karen Robiscoe
Why not buy a copy? Riffing on characters, and character types, you’re sure to recognize a few pixels from around town…:)

Help Wanted: everyday hero. Musical talents a plus. Must be willing to play violin as unsinkable ship sinks. Ready to roll when terrorists hijack airline. Able to block oncoming tanks, and motivated to sledgehammer border walls. Fluency in the unspoken and universal highly desirable. Open until filled; benefits TBD. Salary depends on enlightenment.
I look
and I look
and I look
and I look
and I look
and I look
and I
look-look-look
…
but you’re never there.
©Karen Robiscoe
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Before, During…After
The Present has been Perfect
for this Preppie
(when I’m Participating, that is)
I’ve Modified Infinite ways
to try (hard)
to begin (slowly)
to say (sincerely)
If Conjunctions were horses,
Buts would ride…
And in fact,
Passivity is so becoming to me
it runs me on & on & on & on & on until I
Actively search it out!
I often—hold on, don’t I mean occasionally?—interject
getting my Split on
since I am—
(to be Cliché)
inclined to
Verbal Gymnastics…

©Karen Robiscoe