"Breaking the Norm" or "Simply Stunning"

Well the Heathen is back faithful readers, after what was a hollie jollie christmas for me and the family. I hope all of you had a great x-mas (if thats what you celebrate) and I hope your all looking forward to the new year. If not, well its kinda your loss. Hope is great and those without it tend to be down on themselves and reality in general... basically Im saying DUMMY UP AND GIVE THE GLOBAL PSYCHE A BREAK FROM YOUR PESSIMISM. Or dont, "Sink, swim, go down with the ship. Just use your freedom of choice."

Anyways... turns out having Jesus post isnt making me as happy as I thought it would. I wasnt exactly expecting Him to up show me with every darn post He does. Kinda raising the bar to an uncomfortable level for a lowly/lazy stoner like my self :S. But hey, Id still rather He associate with my site over anywhere else on the net. Its only a matter of time until this sites truth/hilarity resounds throughout the netaverse (a new word for all of you) and fame comes to me, by way of using Jesus' genius. Genius Jesus, genius Jesus, genius Jesus. Thats some sweet alliteration.

Well any readers out there who know of anyone who can find there way around a computer paint program enough to make me a fucking banner, tell me! Im working with an exceptionally low budget, but I want to turn this little baby of mine into something poppa Ez can be proud of.

Well with that I shall tell you of todays link. Someone has broken a "solid" part of our reality and thats more then enough to warrant getting a post on this here gem. This man decided itd be a great idea to be the first one in over 1000 years to take a bath in the Roman baths. Pretty fucking cool, folks. This upcoming year I suggest we all try and break the norm, just a bit. I guarantee folks.. its gonna get easier!

So I think Im going to cement a new aspect to GHYMTM, ending every post of mine with a quote. So here we go...

"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters, burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night." -- Allen Ginsberg, Howl