I again I have the sad job of informing you all that another great entartainer has kicked the bucket. Yes that is right Richard Pryor the infamous foul-mouthed black comedian died this Saturday of Scoliosis.

I was watching Buffy The Vampire Slayer and looking at all the entries in my friends section and I thought that maybe I should write something. I thought it shoulod be witty and heartfelt at the same time. Then I figured I should express my bitterness towards the world with a depressing poem. So, the real question is, what to do? So in the spirit ( Read more... )

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So I write this post with a sad and heavy heart. The place I have called home for eighteen years will no longer be my home after July 31st at 11:59 PM. I walk the empty hallway and think of the great things that have happened here. . .

1. The street out front where I learned to ride a bike.

2. The now insulated filled attic that we used to hide in.
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five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear
five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
how do you measure? measure a year

in daylights,
in sunsets,
in midnights,
in cups of coffee,
in inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife

in five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
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One song
Glory
One song
Before I go
Glory
One song to leave behind
Find one song
One last refrain
Glory
From the pretty boy front man
Who wasted opportunity
One song
He had the world at his feet
Glory
In the eyes of a young girl
A young girl
Find glory
Beyond the cheap colored lights
One song
Before the sun sets
Glory -- on another empty life
Time flies -- time dies
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Part Expert Kisser


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I happened to be driving around late last night, and listening to the CD I made when Christopher Reeve died. That got me to thinking about all the stuff we take for granted, know that we take for granted, yet still we do nothing to rectify the situation. Why is this? We all have lives, yet anyone who's ever been a teenager (and that is practically ( Read more... )

Does anyone else see a pattern in all of this?

If Hell freezes over will I have to have sex with an elephant?

Does Jesus watch Law & Order?

Which way is really up?

Does astrology really work?

Will Jessica really have a good day on Tuesday?

Is the mathamatical equivilant of synchronized swimming even plausible?

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