Illness

To be sick is such a joy in my life. Not having the ability to breath from my nose makes me feel like some inbreed hillbilly mouth breather. Constant pain to my forehead, so pleasant, as if a monkey is inside my head throwing poo against the walls of my skull. Hacking up some yellowish-green bile like substance from the depths of my lungs is ever so enjoyable. As I spit this substance out I wonder how many vile mucous creatures I kill off from my body, the answer not enough because I am sure a few minutes from now more of their family will be joining them. Yes I love being sick.

One Building

Okay again I seem to have some magical powers and can travel back in time to see any building, in the world at any era of time. As many wonderful buildings as there are out there in time to visit one pops into my head immediately, The Coliseum of Rome. Yes its not the prettiest building out there but it was and still is an engineering feat that is amazing. It would be amazing to be there at the height of its use to see not just the gore of gladiator battles(that would be pretty cool though), but to see the building being truly used by the Romans. The thing has lifts (old word for elevators for you younglings), a retractable roof to shade the spectators, bathrooms (remember this was BC), and an egress system more efficient than today's modern stadiums. However the best thing about it and one thing I would love to be there for was when they flooded the Coliseum. There was, and still is, a network of underground pipes that could be turned on to flood the floor of the Coliseum for naval battles. Whoever came up with this idea really had an ambition to see some death in the coliseum. Anyways to be a spectator in one of the worlds most recognized buildings would be something amazing and something that unfortunately will just be a dream.

BLOG WEEK

BLOG WEEK is here again oh happy times again, okay I really am an idiot.