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Saturday, February 26, 2005
Falling Down
Falling DownI'm going down now
I just can't see the things you say
I'm falling down now
Falling on a razor's blade
The things I do everyday
To make my dreams stay
Everytime it gets harder and harder
To come up with a way
Lost all directions
Within a mad obsession
Hoping one day, they'll find
The way to open up the door
3/5/1982 February 26, 2005 @ 06:51 am | Category: Writing
Friday, February 25, 2005
Victimized Criminals
Nobody died so I'm not sure this is truly Darwin worthy, but it's certainly shows regressing intelligence. If you're committing a crime and you yourself become a victim of a crime, you probably shouldn't call the police! February 25, 2005 @ 12:49 pm | Category: Darwin's WorkRoadkill is animal cruelty?
I guess if you intentionally run over an animal with the intent to maim or kill it, then yes that would be animal cruelty. (This reminds me of a story, but it will have to wait for another time.) But Roadkill Gummi Bears? This isn't animal cruelty, this is tasty fun!02/26/05
Apparently Kraft, in weak, spineless corporate conservatism has caved in and is yanking these off the market. Why can't a company just once stand up and say "It's a joke people! Laugh it's funny!" Whatever happened to good old fashion corporate greed? You're throwing money away here. February 25, 2005 @ 12:45 pm | Category: Way Too Much Time!
Elvis Trooper
What do you get when you cross old, fat, drug addled Elvis and an Imperial Storm Trooper? Why Elvis Trooper of course! February 25, 2005 @ 12:39 pm | Category: That's Funny!Thursday, February 24, 2005
Elusive Stranger
Elusive StrangerYou walk around like you don't see me
But yet you know that I am free
Killing time, I stand in line
With that smile you crack at me
I think you're in a fantasy
Even though you're not to far away
The thought of knockin' is locked at bay
Even if we pulled some threads
I know the judge would put me away
So far from love, please just one simple day
I can't be tied in any way
Even though I know you'll want more
3/3/1982 February 24, 2005 @ 12:31 pm | Category: Writing
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Monday, February 21, 2005
Hunter S. Thompson
I wake today to the sad news that America's greatest "gonzo" journalist, Hunter S. Thompson blew his brains out yesterday. I'm sure this will get heavy rotation in the "blogosphere" today and likely for days to come. My admiration of Hunter comes from reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas back in the early 1980's. A bizarre and wonderful tale of depravity and over indulgence while covering a district attorneys' anti-drug conference in the city of Lost Wages. Lets just say it struck a chord with me."We had two bags of Grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half-full of cocaine and a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers…. also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls… but the only thing that worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible than a man in the depths of an ether binge…"
- Hunter S. Thompson from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas February 21, 2005 @ 08:01 am | Category: Brainwork
