Banter? I just met her...
and then we are finished
Spread your cheeks and dip your beaks!
A fresh start with something old.
unrivaled gratitude and graciasses to emptyage for the design, redesign, and unearthing the dead.
Today is a work in progress
I said. Progress.
Gonads and strife
Go see what happened this day in history. Scroll down and look left. Also. My uncle eddie started a blog this weekend. It's linked to the left also as Uncle Edward.
And Barry Bonds says he "lives in reality." yeah Barry, the reality of being a professional baseball player...jeez
Because we make reality tv people "stars," we are stupid
writing stuff here used to be so easy. Now it is not and I apologize for wasting your time.
Baseball starts this week, so who cares about hockey.
Today was the third instance where a lifetime pc user, good friend has purchased a MAC as their home computer. The times are a-changin' indeed.
When it seems everything around you is falling apart, buy some model airplane glue.
'Oh yeah? Well non-smokers are gonna die too.'
"I don't listen to shitty music and I don't go see shitty movies and because of that I don't get to hear Toby Keith and Darryl Woolery and all that shit."
Some old man got runover by a semi truck this morning in SF and the truck driver kept on rolling. They still haven't found him. Semi's are big and slow, shouldn't they be able to catch him?
the music died, and nobody cared.
Today is the anniversary of the deaths of Buddy Holly, 22, Ritchie Valens,17, and JP Richardson, also known as the Big Bopper. The pilot, Roger Peterson, was also killed. We should remember them and their contributions to music on this day.
THE DAY THAT MUSIC DIED
One time, when I was in high school, I asked my dad if I could go up to Lake Burton with my friend Marcio. I could tell pop didn't want me to go because he had a bunch of hay bales he needed thrown out in the yard that weekend. So I whined and whined until he conceded. We then heard a huge "CRASH!!!" We both turned to see the car I had just parked had rolled back and smahed one of pops' ficus plant pots. And thank god it did because if it hadn't, the car would have rolled down a 200 foot hill into a ditch. Needless to say, I didn't get to go to Lake Burton.