Down these mean streets.

I love old film noirs, movies without heroes, where everyone is a flawed bastard in their own right. The women are lovely femme fattales, and pack as much of a punch as their male counterparts, and are offten much deadlier. They have soft sultry voices, and eyes that ensnare you, and their prey. The men, even the "good guys" are very rarely good guys, they are flawed, violent, and bitter, they are more believable. And 99% of film noirs have that sad ending where neither the hero or the villian ever get what they want, and more than likely one of them is dead. There is no uplifing end to A touch of evil, and that is why i love that movie.

Somthing not very nice.

Optimists, my mortal enemy on this planet, Superman has Lex Luthor, I have people who have sunshine coming out of their ass. i want to design a gun, or crossbow, or even a trebuchet that flings rabid pissed off badgers in the direction of optimists. Or gather a whole mass of optimists for a...fuck i don't know whatever they like...a rainbow and kitten convention, and when they have all gathered, seal the doors and release a swarm of Great white shark/Velociraptor hybrids unto them. Ah, jsut the thought of all of them screaming and me coming over the PA system and making the last words they hear "Hey, look on the brightside....you dont have to go to work tommorow!" A boy can dream i suppose.

Over the edge, and through the trees...right into the wall.

What the hell is "the edge", you hear it oft mentioned in conversation, and spoke of as "oh look Timmy's gone over the fucking edge!" How do we know what the edge is unless we go over it? then again "Going over the edge" might be something like setting fire to an orphanage, and roasting marshmallows as kids scream.

My Atomic Garden.

Some days you just want to drop a fucking nuke on the whole goddamn world and laugh like a maniac whilst everything around you disintegrates. It's a rather pleasing thought in a way, and on the bright side as a fan of fallout 3 and the mad max movies, i have already grown to appreciate an atomic wasteland. Although my car is no where near as cool as mad max's, so I've got that going against me.