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So this is my blog. I collect religious art, taxidermy things and play video games old and new. I've been playing video games for over twenty years and for better or worse have begun to develop perspective on them. Heaven help me. I, with the full support of the Shadow Council, have taken it up myself to hand out decoder rings to all new members here on the C-blogs. I also like handing out little bonus gifts as well depending on what's in the trunk of my car on any given day. I do this because I have things growing inside me. Dark, twisted things that need love. So let me love you.



Forever.





This is a past banner of mine that was made by fellow Dtoider and sexting partner Char Aznable. I have tattooed this on my heart. My apologies for it being cut off but I don't know how to make it smaller and screaming at the screen hasn't worked yet.



This is a picture Science Jesus and kind-voiced personal savior Beyamor drew while thinking about me. It's my old avatar but it still rings true in the hearts of men and beasts alike. I bet he wasn't wearing pants when he made it. A man can dream, right?




Here are some pictures of things I like. I hope you like them too.






















LOL Andy was here LOL
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Sundays are not my best day. They don't have the raw power of a Saturday nor are they that fingernails on a chalkboard annoyance that is a Monday. No, they are something different. Something.....lame. So I find my Sundays are spent moping around the apartment or moping to the grocery store. Mope. Do laundry. Mope. Play xbox. It's all very maudlin. However this most recent Sunday was very special. You see my dear friends, I gots mail. Not only mail, but mail from fucking Beyamor. Let me tell you all about it.



It was a typical mopey Sunday. I had been drinking boxed wine since 9 AM and had spent the afternoon threatening Katchoo. Then I noticed that I had received a package.




At first, I was suspicious of this package. Even though Beyamor had PM'd me for my address as I had asked him to draw me something because I love his mind thoughts I had forgotten because my tiny lizard mind is too busy focusing on survival to have memories.




Then I saw it. His avatar. The scarlet letter. The hand print on Peter Lorre's back from M. My mind knew safety. I scanned further and notice that it was indeed a package from Beyamor to me. All things settled down in my head.



The joy flooded into my heart like dry humping a statue of your grandmother made of solidified crystal Pepsi. I tore into the package.



There was a letter. Hand-written. Neat. Carefully penned with each word chosen for maximum potency. It read like a cross between Oscar Wilde, Nicholas Sparks and Robert Heinlein. Things were professed, sentences frantically read and re-read. Words were absorbed like ruby-colored shards of love. The paper smelled faintly of tears. I'd share the letter but this is a moment I'd rather keep to myself. A man needs some secrets, doesn't he?



The next thing I noticed was the comic. Yes, Beyamor made me a comic book about me. It's about me, Mr. Destructoid, the Shadow Council, hipsters and a certain electric toothbrush.



I was stunned. The thought and time and care that went into this was significant to say the least. It made my heart swell. My tiny lizard brain could not process all of it so it shut down briefly.



The weight of pure joy was too much and my legs buckled. I fell to my knees and began laughing. I thrust the comic into the air as if to show the dark, jagged things that live in my mind that there is love out there in the waking world.

This was a Sunday I laughed and smiled. This was a Sunday where I won. Thank you Beyamor. You are magnificent.

I think perhaps if anyone cares to see it I will do another picture post of the comic later this week since the world deserves to witness the joy of Beyamor.

Also, I know Beyamor's real name and it is perfect.

Also, also I love this community.

Also, also, also have a lovely day.



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I'll give you $5 for Beyamor's real name.

OK, not really.

$10?

Also, fucking awesome.

Also, also boner.
Also, also, also, I love that that shirt is now your "blog shirt".
Hey, you've taken my "act like a cock on camera" schtick! Now I have no identity on this site. Better start putting up the ol' Gamer Obscura blogs again. Obvious Hint.

Meanwhile, I deem this comic 'rack worthy'!
Oh my god, your poor cat! Great blog, man!
You broke into someone's house to shoot this, didn't you? That just can't be your abode. No way a mind as phantasmagoric and as yours would nest in such a sandlewood-shaded conformist box.

Yes, you broke into someone's house, brought the poster, but . . . the cat was already there. Maybe that was a happy accident, maybe you brought the poster anticipating the cat. Maybe this is the neighbor's house. The neighbor whose life you secretly covet, not because it appeals to you, but because this person is happily lounging in the goo of mediocrity, plugged into the Matrix, while your dialated perception floods your thoughts with the blinding light of truth. ALL. NIGHT.

Your fantasy is warping into a full-on delusion, isn't it? Because you even had your beloved letter sent there! Which is why you had to wait til SUNDAY to open it! No Postal service on this continent delivers on SUNDAY! It arrived on Saturday, didn't it? And didn't you just pace in front of the window from the moment your trained ear heard the mailman squeak their front gate until Sunday morning, waiting for the 'Sandlewoods' to attend their house of worship and the opportunity to stage your little photo-drama.

But this isn't the only time, is it Occam's? These little visits are becoming more frequent, aren't they? Maybe it began when they asked you to feed their (aka, YOUR) cat while they were visiting the Walt Disney World Vacation Resort. Well, of course you made a copy of the keys! What would become of the poor cat if you had lost them, hmm? No need to tell them about the duplicates. You only intended to sit under their Christmas tree with the lights on. It was a lovely tree that year. But before you knew, it was every other Sunday. Now, whenever these poor people are away you seek to touch their life, to taste it, to absorb its blanched austerity. And to make wee-wee in their sinks.

ADMIT IT.
This blog has absolutely nothing but reaction shots of you and I still love it. How does that happen?
Beyamor is the the greatest achievment of the human race.
This post is full of win.
Where's my Queen/Billy Joel/I don't know who else CD??
:( [yeah, I'm jealous >:| ]
AWESOME!
Those pics of you are absolutely perfect!
The emotions reflected in this blog are transcending. You sir are the Lon Chaney of my Monday night.
Dang. I'm jealous. I thought Beyamor loved me enough to make me nice things. I suppose not.
Haha how could I miss this? We need scans unless you plan on keeping all of Beyamors secrets?
@mrandydixon

I find it - I won't say suspect, lets go with curiously convenient that all the 'photo evidence' you were no doubt intending to disprove my theory has been removed from Photobucket.

Yes, curiousssssssly conveeeeeeeenient.
Oh...I see...so Beyamor's package (pfft) was what made your Sunday happy huh?....that's cool....nah, this was awesome and you need to post the contents soon.(I will double whatever Dixon is paying you for Beyamor's real name)
@andy: That was a complete accident with the shirt but I think I will indeed make that my blog shirt as I like that idea. And I like you.

@Stevil: I would never pretend to usurp the cock acting bit from you. I just tried to make my pictures say a thousand words. Gamer Obscura is a thing that should exist for every person.

@rexwolf2: Heh. Katchoo is quite used to it. You can see from the look on her face that she clearly doesn't give a fuck.

@DynamoJoe: That theory is delicious. However, I do indeed live in that pale shelter of mediocrity tended by middle class dream weavers and mall walking angels. It is home. Besides, all the good bits, the Occams bits live behind my eyes, where it really counts. I am to blame for the mysterious lack of pictures on my room blog. I organized my photobucket account not thinking about how it would break the links. I shall have to fix that at some point. Then you can see my place of power.

Oh, and you are so fucking beautiful when you sleep.

@Handy: It certainly can't be my good looks so I'm going to guess either my shirt, me threatening my cat with a hand gun, or you really love Man Bites Dog.

@ekm29: He really is. One of the keepers.

@Talia: Check your inbox, I have begun the process of beginning for your cd but I have questions that must be answered.

@Elsa: Thank you very much. I'm a goofy bastard but I do photo well.

@Typhonic: And on that day you shall receive a post similar to this only entirely different and I will love you with modern love.

@Kraid: And you, my dear Kraid, are the James Mason of my Tuesday eve.

@CrimeMinister: To be fair, I did threaten Beyamor with a typhoon of angry, pulsing love.

@garethxxgod: Scans, or at least pictures shall happen. Patience my passionate pal.
hahaha the facial expressions are magic here. I'm not usually a big fan of the beards, but I gotta say, you're rockin it pretty well.

Having mentioned it, you're hereby obligated to put up the comic. I wouldn't read another man's letters, so putting that up is at your discretion, of course. But the comic must be shown!
Terrific read, its like flipping through a child's picture book but more magical like. Please do post the comic. I too would like to bask in the warmth that is Beyamor.
I saw the first picture and came. That is all.
My love for this post is rivaled only by my love for Peter Lorre and his endearing, sad eyes.
The Joy of Beyamor is my cologne. You may've picked up the scent on that letter.

It's my impulse to go on at length about all the things I wish I'd had the time, patience, or skill for, but I fear it would only serve to bore. If you got a whisper of the happiness receiving this that I did seeing your reception, I'm more than content enough and if you only asked, I'd do it all again.

@CrimeMinister
Tell you what, if I ever figure out an expression of my love for you that doesn't work my fingers down to nubs, you'll get your own letter. If there's one thing this taught me, it's that I was not cut out for arts and crafts.

@mrandy, Law
Could I stand to make a profit here?

@@ekm
I'm blushing so hard it's melting a hole in the wall. This will be my super power. Superman gets laser vision, I get laser face.
@Law: Beyamor's comic made my Sunday but our chat made it even better. I doubled down on joy. That is something that never happens. Thank you for that as well.

@knutaf: Hehe, I'm going at making two kinds of faces: those that scare babies and those that delight adults. The beard is a part of me in many ways. I've had it various incarnations going on five years now and I have to say I couldn't see myself without it.

@COM 01: Haha. I should write children's books. RIGHT? The comic will be posted this week. The world must know.

@SteezyXL: That's all I can ask of anyone. Thank you.

@Sentry: I'm fairly certain Peter Lorre was born a 45-year-old man with those amazing eyes. His poor mother.

@Beyamor: You could probably tell from the 3 or 4 rambling xbox live messages I left you that happiness was an understatement to the joy I experienced. Thanks again buddy.
wonderful poster, duder.

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