Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!

Magnifico the Flea: (Hi.)


Let me first begin by saying how awfully sorry I am, awfully awfully sorry, that my little circus hasn't been able to make it's rounds here nearly as often as we would like! You see, we ran into some trouble a few months ago, and my best Antlion Tamer was eaten, along with a few talented acrobats who will be sorely missed. It has taken some time for my humble little population of fleas and I to recover from that most horrendous of days, but now, finally, here we are!

Magnifico the Flea: (This means that we haven't had internet access since the last time we logged on, and we're making excuses.)


As you may have noticed, the equipment we have to work with has become rather minimalistic, but cozy.

Magnifico the Flea: (We moved to a smaller place, with new people.)


I hope you also notice that my fleas move with more passion, more ferocity, and more motivation than they ever have before!

Magnifico the Flea: (We're in love with a most beautiful girl, you see.)


However, fleas must eat, as well as I. Sadly, this costs money, which we are having a hard time finding! But nevertheless, the circus shall continue, forevermore!

Magnifico the Flea: (We're looking for work, but to no avail.)


We have also decided that, as long as weather permits, we will set up camp here, and perform a show daily.

Magnifico the Flea: (We have internet now.)


And that, dear people, is what I gathered you all here today to witness. I hope that you react with as much delight and excitement as we ourselves have!

Magnifico the Flea: (That's all we have to say right now. Goodbye.)

I'm at my friend's house, as my dad has kicked me out. But I think I'll be back there in a couple of days. I'm not too worried about it, just a little concerned.

I've been single for... about a month I guess? I don't know. It hurt a lot at first but I think I'm ready to move on. I have no real access to the internet or a phone or anything but I'm hoping for the best.

I've been writing. Music, poetry, songs. But none of them are here with me, so I'll get those up later.

I think that's all.

This circus is on the move.

If that's not a fantastic name for a novel, I don't know what is.

Here's the scoop.

I've moved. I have no internet or job. I'm writing a little, playing guitar, and working on a screenplay to keep busy. Et Cetera.

On a side note, Jason David Frank, the man who played the green ranger in Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers, is joining the UFC. Watch it.

I think that's all for now.

It's a well known saying. "Money cannot buy happiness." And I don't think many people would argue with that.

So what relation DOES money have on our happiness?

Well after looking into it because I can't get to sleep, I've come to the conclusion that money is actually inversely related to our general levels of happiness.

My argument is this. The average life span right now is only 66 years. Factoring in sleep, which takes up a third of your time, we only live on average 44 years awake. Now, for the first 4 years or so of your life, your brain is still developing, and many people don't start remembering things until the age of 4 or 5. That puts us at 40 years of coherent life. At the age of 5, or sometimes earlier, you're put into school. This takes over your life, spending 8 hours a day at school, and most of that afternoon doing homework and studying. You'll continue doing that until at least the age of 18, barring you don't drop out or something similiar. (Puts us at only 22 years.) Then, to make more money, you're forced to spend 2 to 8 years at college, but for the purposes of this, we'll say you go to college for 4 years. That puts you at having roughly 18 years of life to actually spend on things you want to do.

It won't stop there. Even ignoring the time it would take to pay off student loans, chances are you're going to get a job next, right? That's another third off of your life span, (8 hours a day) to get as much money as you can doing whatever it is you do. So in the end, you've got a dismal total of 12 years in your lifetime to spend your money on.

Oh, hey, here's a fun fact for you. You don't know what will make you happy, even if you have the money to spare.</a> That means that no matter how much money you make, you will not necessarily be happy. Even after the 18 years of tedium in grade school, the effort to get into and graduate from college to get a high paying job, the majority of your life spent so that you'll have money later? Yeah, that's all for nothing. Have fun paying off your debt, so that you can die a year or two later.


So where do I get off saying that money actually makes us unhappy? Well, other than spending your whole life to make money that you won't be happy with, money just gives us something else to worry about. We don't just have to worry about what we'll eat, where we'll sleep, what happens tomorrow. Now, we have to wonder where our money will go, and how we can get more of it, how we can protect it in case something happens.
I'm sure most of you are aware that our economy is failing, and a lot of you are probably also aware that China's economy on the other hand is blooming. Did you also know that the rate of depression in China is rising at the same rate as their economy is?
On the other hand, let's look at Nigeria. Nigeria, for those who don't know, is a third world country in Africa. The average Nigerian actually only makes $300 per YEAR. And yet, according to BBC, Nigeria is the happiest country on Earth.

So, what DOES make you happy? Well, studies show that developing meaningful relationships with people, even just friendships, makes people happier. In theory, then, if you were to spend all of your time sitting with your friends and family, and NONE of it doing things for money, you would be happier. I believe this is where the concept of a merry band of hitchhikers, traveling America by foot, has it's roots, and why it seems to actually appeal to some people.
On top of that, however, having faith in something, ANYTHING, will make you happier. Religious or not, it seems beneficial to believe in something.
Most curious of all, it seems that the key to true happiness isn't wanting to be happy at all, but focusing on making the people around you happy. When you stop thinking about being happy, you're actually more receptive to it.

It's all of these facts put together that convince me I was right in dropping out. That getting a job is pointless (though regrettably necessary for now) and that the education system, especially colleges, are a complete waste of time. If I had my way, I would leave today, taking only the things I could carry and the people I care about and walk somewhere. Somewhere that money didn't exist, where even if things got tough, we would be happy, because we have each other. Hell, plant a garden for food. Build a shelter. Just have each other, that's the secret behind being happy.
Unfortunately, I know that this isn't something I can have. And don't think for a second I don't see the obvious problems in my idea. It's just that I would rather starve from hunger in the company of my loved ones than starve from loneliness surrounded by food.

~Corey Robinson 02/17/09

Losing my internet and phone tomorrow most likely.

In the process of either leaving my band or simply putting it off while I work on my thing. I'm writing a few individual songs about random things, and working on my solo project, Robots With Rayguns. First album will be Songs for Androids, Cyborgs, and my Other Metallic Friends.
And yes, they are actually songs for robots, about robot problems. Shut up, I like robots.

I'll have been with Rebecca for 11 months as of January 18th. Holy Jesus I'm proud of it. But more importantly, we're still happy together. Which is amazing to me.

Opossums are stupid. Wind chimes are pretty neat, and Cthulhu freaks me out. These things have nothing to do with anything, but I thought I'd let you know anyway.


That's the news.