Banter? I just met her...
--A Piece of...Words--
She opened him up and saw a man never seen before. She craved him. She felt him. But never saw him. He was interesting to her. He scared her. Good scary. "Ow!! Do it again" scary.
She offered honest wit in a dishonest vacuum. His bobber jerked, she caught his heart. Neither of them knew it.
She was the hook. He was the bait. Together they were a bottom-feeder. One pulled and punctured. One fed the hunger. They played with light, but preferred the dark. the cold. the deep. the bottom. The light scalpeled the calm, dark. they fell in pain. In love. in lust. the dark. slivers of light. shivers of dark. simmers of lust. Swimmers away.
They loved. to hate. they hated. to love. Together in the cold, dark. Bottom.
Tomorrow I fly to KC, MO and drive to Independence, MO to meet Jared's father. Then on Saturday we drive to Liberty, MO to meet Jared's mom. It should be fun.
Just not Arnold...please.
This guy Issa is really pissing me off. He is the man who bankrolled the idea of a recall, then stepped down as a recall candidate and now he says he is against the recall election. This guy needs to foot the bill. Period. What is he trying to do?
I watched "The Muppet Movie" and "The Conversation" this weekend.
An old man called me a "fucking jaywalker" on the way to work today.
The head of the New York Stock Exchange stepped down today over his humongous salary, and the uproar the staggering figure caused. The 140 million plus dollars is not the big deal to me. The big deal is that the head of a supposed precise, and balanced institution that is the juggernaut behind democracy all over the world, is stealing from it. Is the whole thing a scam? Has it ever been fair? I think this gross display of greed by a major player in the private sector is just another example of what is wrong with the infrastructue of the domestic and international economic policies of this country. Someone should have stopped this. Where was the SEC?
This one just amazes me.
The Olsen Twins are putting out a men's clothing line.
I just spent lunch looking out over San Francisco Bay. The wind was lightly blowing, the sun was shining on my face, the ferry boats were leisurely skimming the water, and I was sitting next to the most beautiful girl in the world. This place is so special, I wouldn't live anywhere else. It's a postcard everyday.
Babies are really amazing, miracles even. But I don't want one. They puke on you...lots.
On Bill O'Reilly last night:
Bill: What I don't understand is how you can be so pro-environment and be seen on numerous occassions driving around in your Hummer that gets like one mile per gallon. That's great on the environment. I mean come on.
Arnold: Mine gets fourteen miles a gallon, Bill.
If you don't know the words
Don't sing the song.
I was once invited to the pungent confines of my local Sizzler where I was ambushed by a melee between two angry, elder, steakmen. One blighted the others' character by defacing him as a "Yellow-Belly Sap Sucker." I was in awe, but my steak was afraid.
Today is our one year anniversary.
Today I wear the same smile
Today I drink the same sweet sweet
Today I carry a weightless fortune
Today I stare blindly in love
Today I am a man who shares his soul
Today I feel the same
as everyday of the past year.
Sometimes I am more afraid of the inhabitants of Denver proper than I am of Salt Lake proper. The locals of course.
They should have 'the Religious Games.' The Promise Keeper Promisary Notes vs. The Mormon Storm. Only the strongest two wives and husband will get to two differnt front doors!!
I'm getting me a rally monkey.
Stagnant or Content?
Overheard on bus this morning:
(Woman points to mans garbage bag taking up a seat.)
(Man sitting next to woman sees what she points at.)
"Yo man, there's a snail crawling out of your bag."
(Man with bag grabs a newspaper and rips off a corner, grabs said snail, and throws paper and snail out the moving window.)
(Snail man then looks at me.)
"How much did you pay for that bag?"
"I Don't converse with snail killers."
So Paul and Art,
Are you a rock or are you an island? If you are a rock you would sink and if you are an island you would be more than one rock. So which is it? Huh? Huh? That's what I thought...