Maybe I'm an ungrateful punk, but tell me, what is a country ( Read more... )

I just heard the coolest song lyrics, from one of Brad Neely's Babycakes videos on superdeluxe.com. Diary #1, it was.

"I'll fly when I can fly."

It's so hopeful, peaceful, and a little wistful. Almost sad, in a pleasant way.

Yesterday, I received a Public Service Announcement call from a robot at the Lancaster Sheriff's Station, warning local residents about a child molester who "fondled" children at Sierra Elementary, about a half-mile from my house. The following description was given: "A Hispanic male, early 20's, about 5'8", black hair, brown eyes, last seen ( Read more... )

12 Days of Christmas, Complaints About Return To Wolfenstein 2001-12-03 Erik Day 3 - Day 1 ( Read more... )

I've been trying to track down some records for a student who last attended school at C.H. Reeves Jr. High in the Commonwealth of the Bahamas. (Side note: I had some trouble understanding that the CotB is a separate nation, because I assumed that the international calling code, 1-242, was an area code within the US.) Anyhow, after a few days of ( Read more... )

I hope Bill Watterson comes up broke in the near future, because I have an awesome idea for a Calvin and Hobbes video game ( Read more... )

I just found out today through Three Panel Soul about the shooting at Virginia Tech. I was stunned for a while, until I began reading about possible diagnoses of this guy's supposed mental illness. Hearing that he was just nuts made me feel relieved. But, all I was really doing was putting a name on this horrible thing so that I could contain it in ( Read more... )

There's a PT Cruiser parked outside my work, wrapped around with fake wood paneling and adorned with those see-through window decals on all the rear windows featuring Elvis on various patriotic backgrounds. Something we can conclude about the owner: totally high, all the time.

Old Posts, Poems, stuff:

Hindustani Music

I’m not willing to compromise, man,

Mixed colors and a fresh brush

Empty canvas

I’m a jealous guard of the landscape there

See the true mountain pass without the human stink

Without a         footprint

The loneliest way there in the new

Cloth

Thread

Fibers

molecules

when does it stop?

curled ( Read more... )

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