Bloomingdales doesn't exist anymore...Zack Smiter saw too that...by getting the populace to become engulfed in cultural issues they did not notice the transfer of wealth pulled right before their eyes...outhere in the badlands, Tyler sat by the river, content to be drinking a forty while watching the snow fell...while the rest of the world was lost in the stink of the agora's miasma, he drifted out into a sublime beauty...
Monday, January 28, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
ACL
Tyler Sid was searching for Zack's ACL list, that is the access control list to see who had access to the database...
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
out you piece of shit...
D. lit up a cigarette and cracked open a fresh one...the horror abounded all around...he had been banging the med girl the night before...he hadn't had his dick sucked for awhile so he thought why not?...he woke up in the morning and she was standing over him with a knife. She was screaming something about not wanting to be treated like a prostitute.
"Why don't you put down the knife honey and let's talk about this. It's only just a little misunderstanding."
"You're a filthy pig get the hell out of my apartment you piece of shit."
"That's not what you said last night."
"Out you scumbag."
D. seeing his chance to get out with his life intact ran out the door. It was extremely cold outside but he h ad enough spare change to catch the ride back to the qua...
as he slips into dream...
the herion slowly invades the body of the writer engulfing him in a warm soapy feeling...the cares of cold mean world melt away as he slips into the radio dream...
tyler makes his way through Zack Smiter's labyrinth...
his mission is to hack into the database to disrupt Zack's information flow...




