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3,389,862 | female | 36 | indUnk | Pisces | 02,August,2004 | urlLink Simon in Delft family weekend june 2004 |
3,389,862 | female | 36 | indUnk | Pisces | 02,August,2004 | Today is Dylan's first day at the local elementary school. The school runs an experimental year-round calendar so the first term begins in August. We've recently got used to sleeping in a bit later so we set our alarm clock for the first time in several years to make sure we were ready in time. With a little flurry of activity, we were out of the house at 7.45 walking up to end of the road for the bus. Dylan & I walked on ahead; I was anxious about missing the bus & quizzed Dylan about the name of his teacher and the number of his classroom. Amanda tagged behind and Grandma & Grandpa Goodsell brought up the rear. The large yellow bus arrived a couple of minutes early & Dylan leapt on and ran to a seat halfway down, waving out of the window as the bus pulled away. Brody bawled at the unexpected departure of Dylan and we all walked back home. As I drove off to work I looked at my watch, 8.05am, and felt a pang of anxiety as I imagined Dylan arriving at the large school. I'm sure he'll be OK. |
4,036,300 | female | 17 | Accounting | Sagittarius | 30,July,2004 | Yes, last night Mikey and I went to watch the premiere of Harold &Kumar at the Mann's Chinese Theater. It was awesome. That was a great way to spend our anniversary day. Yeah, but what was awesome was just the time we spent together at Hollywood Highland and the Kodak Theater. IT WAS JUST AMAZING. There was so much life there.. All the lights were darling. I had the greatest time last night even though it wasn't much. On the way home, we had those meatDOGS.. MMM yum. You know, the ones that could kill you. I had a dream last night too.. Very sad. It's about me not dancing and how much I missed it. The dream was me not dancing anymore. Umm, something about me never being on the drill team again. I cried so hard in the dream.. not me physically but in my dream I know that I was being torn by the one thing I love to do. Oh well, yeah.. maybe it's the second thing i love to do ;p More about today though.. Mikey came to visit. We walked to JOann's. WE WERE TIRED! We shopped at joanns, I took a dump im KMART. We bought tons of fabric and that was our day. The walking.. wooo the walking was so much. Justine came over to play with my sister. I won't be able to attend Storm's 6th bday tomorrow. I'll be seeing eric though. |
4,036,300 | female | 17 | Accounting | Sagittarius | 28,July,2004 | This is it. This is finally it. I think I will now be able to attain money weekly or bi-weekly. I will not allow myself to jinx me, so I will be going now. |
4,036,300 | female | 17 | Accounting | Sagittarius | 27,July,2004 | It's not literally a bad START. I'm just saying.. I was thinking there would be a great start.. with a clean slate off my shoulder. My mom was shortly arriving with my sister and grandmother, then my dad decided to start a fight and blame it all on me as well as everything else that goes wrong in the house. It's okay. I don't mind. I got pissed off and went alone to the LAX airport. Actually, I brought my brother with me. We both got in trouble when we were found in the terminal by my dad. OH WELL. So alrelady it was a bad start. Umm, then we didn't talk all night and now he's not home. It's already almost 11PM tonight. I guess he's more mad than I am. The house is a mess again because of all the things we have to sort out since my mom bought a ton in the philippines. We got a lot of things over there, well my mom did. And now I got a lot of things ;D I don't really know how to say. When I don't know what to say, I sound lame. |
4,036,300 | female | 17 | Accounting | Sagittarius | 25,July,2004 | okay i'm experiencing technical difficulties. this is my first post and i'll be off! weeee.. I like this thing so much better than livejournal and xanga. it's way better! I love it. Today I went to toys r us and target to find toys for me and storm. No luck finding any for me. I'm poor. Then yeah, i went home. I also went to church early in deee morning ;D Umm my mommy and sister and grama are coming home soon so we get to clean the house all in one day ;D yippee hooray! yea, that's grand for me ;p |
4,036,300 | female | 17 | Accounting | Sagittarius | 13,August,2004 | yeah michael and i have been talking a lot lately.. we always have 'talks'. Usually I bring them up though. It's good. We're doing well. and i bought the Coheed and Cambria CD. LOL yeah, so unlike me. I used to think the guy's voice was annoying. and now i'm watching olympics. k bye |
4,036,300 | female | 17 | Accounting | Sagittarius | 04,August,2004 | people envy me for no good reason. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 03,July,2004 | I sit here, just looking at him. Cars, buildings, busy people passing by. He seems preoccupied. I wonder, is he thinking about us? I smile as I stare at the one thing that changed my life. My thoughts drift to the day I told him what I felt. Tears.. I remembered. And a lot of love. I smile again...First gear... Second... third... Eyes on the road. Not even a trace of happiness on his face. I wonder. Religion? Money? Sex? Is love ever enough? Whatever happened to us? Sigh. What's your problem? Smile. I'm alright. First time I fall this deep. First time I'm messing up. First time I love anyone more than myself. First time I hurt someone so bad. Like a duckling in a vast lake. I feel lost. This love... so unfathomable. This love... so new. Consumes me like fire. Twenty-three years I waited. I'm not about to give it up. The ups and downs. The laughter and the tears. There's an inner sense of happiness. Ride on... 100.. 120 on a winding road. Makes my stomach sick. or not? Hold on. Seat belts tight. Makes me want to scream sometimes. Good? Bad? Definitely nice. Hang on... crazy feeling I can't have enough of. Like a bad medicine you get addicted to. I turn to him. I'M SORRY. Hugs. Kisses. Don't ever do it again. And I love you so. Yes, he loves me. Every day... feels good just knowing that. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 05,July,2004 | And Sundays are for weeping, and early Monday mornings. This house is uneasy. Unlike my recliner in the office. Sleep through the day... easy. Step out of the fridge... and I find you. My comfort. My shield. My life. Oh you're on the phone. I'm sorry. Warm iced-tea in a white-tiled dining/locker room. Toothpaste-on-a-toothbrush in my mouth afterwards. Breath meant for kissing. Good morning! What's for lunch? Let's eat Chinese. Nooodle time. Yawn. Yawn. Yawn. I love you. And you love me too. Perfect day. A movie. In my house... quick shower. Put on fresh clothes. Back in our home... with a recliner in the fridge. Regular days... I am living. I am alive. Now I woke up... and my pillow is wet. Sundays are for weeping, and early Monday mornings. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 01,July,2004 | First quadrant. Friends chatting. Sex rings and stuff. Mya got irked. She was hurt. I’m an asshole. Always have been. Old and wasted, and definitely an asshole. That’s what they think. That’s what she thinks. I say to myself… hey it’s ok, every family’s got one nowadays. They all laugh. They all enjoyed the joke. What joke? I was serious in a way. Mya got irked. She was hurt. And I’m still an asshole. Too much confidence can kill a man. I believe that everything I do is always right, so it’s always ok. And it only follows that everything I say is just. Why do I think that way? I smile and I say to myself “you’re an asshole!” and it feels good. Do I shun myself from other people to let them know that I’m a tough guy so they won’t mess with me? Probably. Yeah, that surely explains it. A bully. I walk through life knowing that I am king, and I own you. No questions. I own you. Pause. A long one. Thinking. It felt bad didn’t it? Why do I feel bad? Mya got irked. She was hurt. And I’m an asshole. Mya still loves me. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 01,July,2004 | creaks in the wind time passes whether you want it to or not. i decided to take a back seat and let the scenery run by. like watching things happen to somebody else who just happens to look like me. no pain no happiness no fear no pride. took a vacation from myself headed nowhere. nowhere. ended up in regret somehow. tried to get back in the game but got swept in and couldn't find my feet. i took a long time of stumbling around; taking too many looks behind; falling to my knees. getting back on the horse isn't the tough part, i believe its staying in the flow so you don't fall off. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 01,July,2004 | I stare at my half-empty glass of golden bliss that sends chills down my throat, while this stupid guy on the boob-tube pretends he’s the president of the USA and declares war over Vietnam. Wanted to call someone, realized I don’t have a phone. Wanted to buy one, realized I’m short by a buck. Buck-naked man drinking beer. A knock. Someone at the front door. Stairs leading down. Door swung open. Hi bro, wher’ve ya been? Back to the stupid guy/president. Outside… must go out some more. No, not some more. Must go out. Always in-front of the boob-tube. Climb more trees, play more games… hide and seek. Ride my bike, fly a kite. Hey bro, let’s go swimming. Hey mom, hey dad, take me to a movie?! Grandma, grandpa… are we gonna go on vacation? My computer broke… that’s it for the games. And then I turned 27 again. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 01,July,2004 | I bumped into a friend the other day. Haven’t met him for about a year. Small talk about past trippings. Rock concerts and alcohol shots. Made me feel old. When my mom and dad would lecture me six years ago I would readily tell them to leave me alone ‘coz I’m old enough to know what I’m doing… how I wish now that I am not old enough to know any better. Mya would definitely disagree. I was told that I feel old because I always think I am old… I think I am old because I’m surrounded by young people who think they are already old enough. I don’t really dig old people. They are always serious about life. Why is everybody in a hurry? Life is spinning around me so fast I could scarcely keep up. Does anybody ever really stop to ask what would he or she be ten years from now? Answer: older. Smarter or richer or poorer are just a product of time. The only thing that is definite with time is age. Ten years from now I will be a lot older… will I be happy? Well, I am happy now. If I look back ten years ago I was also asking myself what I would be in ten years… answer: Happy. Content? Well, just happy. I have someone who makes me happy. But still I feel old. Mya still disagrees. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 01,July,2004 | The clock breaks the silence... it's six in the evening, got out of bed. Poured hot coffee that would perk me up the rest of the night, audio slave cd in my boom box... nextdoor neighbor yells. Bath time. Hey dude, put on yer jeans, gonna be late for work. Sunglasses at seven o'clock PM. Time to log in. Calls, calls, calls. Sighs. A long one. Why is this sigh extra-ordinarily long?! Oh yeah... I remember. Just remembered. I'm in a rut. And I can't get out, not yet. So calls, calls, calls... and more calls. Lunch break. Lounge. Sleep. Not really!!! Pretend to be asleep??? Most likely!!! Lunch break's over. Oh shit, two more hours. Well, it's an all night thing. Log out guys. Ooops, not so fast... post shift meeting. Kill me now, please!!! At long last, time to go home. No??? oh yeah, more work. Pantry... number seven please (hot choco). Call center life... And I'm a Mechanical Engineer back in college. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 02,July,2004 | Never had I seen a girl who is truly an F1 addict. You can see the passion in those eyes... the way she talks about it, the way she gazes steadily at the boob-tube this one time I sat with her to watch the ending part of a not so great of a race. Imagine, the end part, not so great a race, but still it sparked something in those eyes. She has the heart. She has the spirit. If she was one of those seatbelt strapped German race car drivers behind that blazing red tiny contraption with a stallion as an insignia, she'd be a God, not much like myself, but a God indeed in her own right. And since I know a lot about how a car ticks more than your average guy, she bombards me with questions always with a grin on her face trying to digest what I am about to tell her... digesting it already even before I could answer. I play hard to get. Though it pisses me off sometimes because just the thought of tinkering with an engine sickens me (imagine growing old as a kid cleaning carburetors and changing engine oil for your dad, not to mention entering an engineering school in college), I envy her because I once was like her, but I lost the passion. I lost the heart. A question: Why? Do you really want to know? Normally I would answer I had gotten tired of it. But I never did. It is who I am... not just what I do. But I steer away from it for the moment, because it is hard for me to be who I am where I am right now, because right now, what I do is all I can afford to be. But she drives me. And it makes me want to be somewhere else. Where I can be who I am for her. And the green light flashes... |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 02,July,2004 | A bitch from hell. Workstation drama queen. Power-tripping pale lesbian. Hormone deficient homo erectus. How do we blame her? Trigger-happy lazy bone. Is she suckin' too much caffeine? Nicotine dependent hairless ape. Manual driven automobile incapable. what a wus! Always sees me for the wrong reason. Pretensious friend... wolf in a sheep's clothing. Why do you think you rock? My ass!!! If stupidity can be bought, you'd be priceless. Name as sweet as a peach... you foul my tongue in disgust. Why do you push me so? Don't touch my love. Nobody can. Why do you test my patience? Don't make my love cry. Nobody can get away with that. Don't tell my love where to sit. Don't tell her where to go. Not even you can do that. Who the fuck do you think you are??? I am a grasshopper, yes. But you are no dalai lama. Get off my back. And now a cite form. Of course you know... This means war. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 05,July,2004 | .are you who remember can’t I but face your see I … hum I mind my in song a With .Broken. crushed soul My. Sickening. it of full is mankind of earth This. Pain Unloved. Unwelcomed. Unwanted. Insignificant. moth a of reincarnation the am I oblivion into me Shuns. presence my shuns It. me evades light.. Darkness immortal but… one no am I yet And. else all above am I. vain am I. spiteful am I protest in blaring Teeth. yourself inside cower You. threat is a presence My .Untamed. Unconventional. Uncommon. Unique. else anything unlike am I For .understand don’t you things of afraid are You …soul my of interpretation the are You .are you who not know I yet And Z Y X W V U T S R Q P O N M L K J I H G F E D C B A .days these different things does Nobody |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 05,July,2004 | Stop... look... and listen! Are those people's eyes that stare at me/us? Must be somethin' on my face... on my nose? Or perhaps there's somethin' 'bout you. About you... yes. About me. About me. What about me then? Is there somethin' I did... Somethin' I failed to do? People lookin'... starin'. Talkin' to each other, behind our backs. Behind our backs! Friends they are. Talkin' about somethin' on your face... on your nose. Or perhaps there's somethin' about me. About me. Yes. About me. Not gonna ask what about me... I know. Thanks for the sugar on my lips. And then Shakespeare: 'There are more things on heaven and earth, Horacio, than your so called philosophy.' Stop... look... and listen! |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 06,July,2004 | It’s cold outside and you sit in your garage… double shot of Jack Daniels coming right up. Straight-no-chaser, just how you like it. Puffing on your Marlboro 100’s… red. You have a grin on your face. I love the smell of clams on your grill… while dried leaves fall all around the place. What are you staring at? You stare into space like you’re looking at the woman of your dreams. Why do you have tears in those beautiful brown eyes? Your brother sits with you, talking carelessly… about how things will be alright. About how we all face hard times in our lives. Why won’t you let go of that bottle? Why do you smoke so heavily? Why do you kill yourself? You just sit there numb… dead from the inside-out. Like an empty shell impervious to cold. I shake my head… you poor soul. You are so lost. Why are you alone in this? Long night. Tough week. You lose yourself over that red bell pepper with cheese wrapped in egg and cold milk straight out of the fridge. Your mom is talking to you… you have no idea what about, your head is pounding. Your mouth so dry. Hang-over. Straight into your mouth goes an Advil out form the closet. In and out of your ears is your mom’s early morning lecture. Do you wanna talk about it? She asks. A big gulp of milk to wash down that oily egg concoction. It all wants to come out again. It’s a weekend. Weekends mean no work… no greasy fingers and dirty tool boxes and screwdrivers that you turn and turn, ‘til your hands hurt and bleed and makes you not want to see another mechanical tool ever again. Relief. An escape from the things that occupy you and makes you forget. Forget about your past. And how it betrayed you. Forget about how we all face hard times in our lives. Like what your brother said. It’s a weekend. And you remember well on weekends. I made you stand up from where you were sitting. I threw your Jack Daniels and Marlboro 100’s in the trash. I caught your attention from staring into empty space. I gave you your life back again. And gave you company. I made you forget everything that is putting your life on hold. I set you in motion. I set you free. Don’t go back into the dark… it gets so scary sometimes. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 20,July,2004 | Tell me how much it hurts... and I will say to you I'm sorry. Show me how much I betrayed you... and I will calm you down as if to a lake. Should I turn back now and leave you to the wolves? Or protect you with all my love and soul? The latter seems more appropriate... but that is not to be deliberated. I give you my pain that which is love... and I give you my hell that which is my soul. Ease my suffering by easing the pain. Take me out from hell by cleansing my soul. I will give you my all while you owe me nothing in return. And this is how much I love you. Kiss me when you see me... and I shall writhe in pain for it will be death to depart from you afterwards... my love. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 21,July,2004 | This morning I woke up with the smell of toasted bread and melted butter, with the strong scent of brewed coffee on a hot teapot. Quiet. Airless. Humid. Hot. My body is sweaty all over. My thoughts are throwing off pictures of yesterday’s events. Tears. Pain. Sufferring. Betrayal. The hurt in her eyes were unbearable. Sorry. Not enough. Her tail lights shining brightly while she cried on her way home. I know she did. Leaving. How can I bear the thought of losing her… never! Hot coffee on a teacup is strange, but then again, I am hungry. One sip, one bite. And I see her face in my mind. Will we ever have breakfast together again? When the door swung open I knew it’s time to go. It’s 7 o’clock in the evening, and my morning bird now sings, and it’s time to go to work once more. I will be waiting… you are my first thought in the mornings. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 26,April,2004 | Frightened, feeling approaches, terrified we run away. when it comes near we panic... and we always panic when we cant understand things. ------------------------------------------- Uncanny just the mere thought of its presence, 'it' being the subject of pitiful misjudge, seemed enough to obliterate that years-long to develop courage. that sole apparatus responsible for our good grip at life. ----------------------------------------- what if some entity just decided to tell us the truth, to reveal the reality, tell us that these are just illusions We are in the state of Maya. but we run away from it we're scared scared of something different different from what we know unusual from the truth that has so long been identified by the society and so tediously but consistently been honoured by us-- the subjects of this confusingly confusing world. the truth approaches and we run away we cant control our emotions then we get scared scared of the ultimate truth we only entertain what's familiar, different always sounds like a lie to us. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 19,April,2004 | check out Felipe Abenoja's Blog. www.desperatelywanting.blogspot.com |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 16,April,2004 | IMAGINATION I was watching my favorite soap opera, Dawson’s Creek, when to my genuine surprise Pacey stunned me with a line he was delivering. He was arguing that the finest form of entertainment or pleasure can only be achieved through anticipation, meaning we’ll achieve the most blissful entertainment through anticipating and assuming the outcome or being of things. He said, when we are experiencing the uncanny state of being in love, we try to have this deep delightful contemplation and reflection followed by an attempt to describe and be fascinated by the faultless form or conception of love that we have in our minds. We assume/imagine scenarios wherein we’ll feel that love is perfect and always exuding happiness, like thinking that you’re dating your subject of hormonal affection in the most magnificent manner. You even perpetually try to have this thought run over your head, because only through this can you more accurately define how happy loving and being loved is. There are things better kept in our heads for us not to spoil its essence. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 11,April,2004 | “Heaven and Earth are impartial, they treat all creation like straw dogs” This phrase serves as an ultimate reality blow to all those 'arrogantly conceited' people, whom in some inexplicable manner succumb themselves with the idea that they should be accumulating all the possible materialistic wants that they oblige themeselves to need and bleakly suppose that the heavens and earth both connived to give them biased treatment whenever they were not able to grab what they’ve been ravenously craving for. And also in the case of the catatonic and neurotic-depressive people whom “in the slightest provocation would leap at each other’s throat” (sorry Jessica Zafra) only because they feel so abandoned and not living and as always blames the inequality of life. Well all the predicaments that we are situated into occurred simply because we have contributed something, even a very minute factor, that resulted to that specific dilemma. These wild concoctions over us being unfairly dealt with by the Heavens is the traditional scapegoat of those losers who claim that they should be the victors. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 11,April,2004 | BEAUTIFUL With the ardent obsession that we have towards acquiring and only entertaining what is beautiful, the definition of ugliness constantly widens and becomes more present with as much intensity as that of we want it to vanish. We merely perceive things as beautiful only after evaluating and comparing it to all the other beings that exist. The more we seek and brand something as beautiful, or visually pleasant, the more we tend to make the other things ugly because one has to suffice the quality of those who were tagged as beautiful. Basing from the “Status Quo”, people applaud the beauty of a certain person or thing always and/or only at a specific span of time. Meaning, they say you’re beautiful now but months after they found a new and more beautiful being than you are, you all of a sudden become ugly. With the very same principle, the existence of good and evil can as well be related. When we see things as good, it is solely because we have witnessed or experienced evil things. Evil and Good are innately paired. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 11,April,2004 | Hatred has always been the product of loving. first u feel like love could be the sole source of bliss in this generally mad world. but when u have finally received that love that u've been cravin for ur entire life. then u'll realize that it is just one of those addictions that this world has created to keep themselves busy with. and like all other kinds of addiction, this will seriously endanger your health. u think that tiny bit of love is enough to break-even all those amount of pain and suffering that entails to it? i need to understand if any risk is worth taking just to belong to that ubiquitos, society-induced, sado-masochistic, most celebrated hypocrisy that has so relentlessly turned the world into a love-cracy. Enough dosage of this would definitely blind, numb and dumb us. It will make us feel nothing but its inhibitions. And that I think is the only bliss it could offer, it makes us feel nothing. We consistently become apathetic to all the norms. We become one with our inner self. ------------------------------------ contributed by : tha motha fuckin' grasshoppah Christianity in itself is a freakin’ stupid story altogether that I feel so sickened about it because it is obvious that it is just a story based on all the lies that the people of the church would want us to believe. I’m not saying this because I hate the christian religion that I grew up with, it’s just how the whole freakin’ story is trying to mold each person with lies, lies, and lies. Take this one example. Mary, the mother of Christ, could do nothing but shed a tear when her son Jesus was being tortured to death by his agressors. Who in the right mind would believe this? MILLIONS! Why? Because she has been described as an idol that we should worship. But if you scrutinize it deeply, the female mammals would even give their lives to protect their children. She did not even raised her voice in protest of what the romans are doing to her son and even when the jews sentenced her son to death by crucifiction. If I was the mother of Jesus Christ in these times I’d take a fucking blowtorch and burn everybody’s asses in that freaking place. So what I’m exactly saying is, for every action there is always an exact and opposite reaction. Why would God send his son to die on the cross for the sins of all mankind? Why not kill a turkey instead? Anyway, He's God... that can be done! You do the math! ------pang addict ano? (gawa ni glen 'scammer' disu) |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 08,April,2004 | i cant understand why people need to be so fuckin boring. everybody seems to be so hypnotised by these society-induced norms that just made everything so freakin perpetually innane. |
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3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 22,July,2004 | ant under my shoe So a brother now walks through life as indepentdently as he can and with no one to share his woes and conquests as I tell you now that that is the most simple way of saying 'fuck you all' to the world that is full of shit and and mostly full of sick fuckin' bastards who are good for nothing but make life more complicated by simply being the asshole that everybody so much hates and on top of all this you are powerless because he can do whatever he thinks he can do to you no matter what you think, say, or do because you are insignificant and just an ant in his great big world that he is in control of and for that you are in envy of his power and that you want to grab him by the throat and just squeeze and squeeze until the precious life in him goes out and all he can see is the dimness and the flickering light that slowly burns out that is his life and through all this all of which that he had done through out his stupid and meaningless life will flash through his mind's eye and he will writhe and squirm and scream for he knows where exactly he will end up and where else but in the bottomless pit of hell where sufferring is the game of the day and that no amount of prayer would actually save his hide and be that as it may we all know that you would still hate him for all the shit he's put you through and all the fucked-up lies that he told about you and how he made fun of you in front of your other friends and how he stole your girl and ravaged her while you respected her when she was in your hands and how he goes about telling all of this to everybody that you know be they family or friends altogether while they laugh at you and mock you for being weak and stupid and insignificant just like an ant in his great big world that he is in control of. (Gasp)Tell me... brother!Deep down in your soul, between these two guys...Who would you rather be? |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 06,July,2004 | Jack Daniel mornings and omelets It’s cold outside and you sit in your garage… double shot of Jack Daniels coming right up. Straight-no-chaser, just how you like it. Puffing on your Marlboro 100’s… red. You have a grin on your face. I love the smell of clams on your grill… while dried leaves fall all around the place. What are you staring at? You stare into space like you’re looking at the woman of your dreams. Why do you have tears in those beautiful brown eyes? Your brother sits with you, talking carelessly… about how things will be alright. About how we all face hard times in our lives. Why won’t you let go of that bottle? Why do you smoke so heavily? Why do you kill yourself? You just sit there numb… dead from the inside-out. Like an empty shell impervious to cold. I shake my head… you poor soul. You are so lost. Why are you alone in this? Long night. Tough week. You lose yourself over that red bell pepper with cheese wrapped in egg and cold milk straight out of the fridge. Your mom is talking to you… you have no idea what about, your head is pounding. Your mouth so dry. Hang-over. Straight into your mouth goes an Advil out form the closet. In and out of your ears is your mom’s early morning lecture. Do you wanna talk about it? She asks. A big gulp of milk to wash down that oily egg concoction. It all wants to come out again. It’s a weekend. Weekends mean no work… no greasy fingers and dirty toolboxes and screwdrivers that you turn and turn, ‘til your hands hurt and bleed and makes you not want to see another mechanical tool ever again. Relief. An escape from the things that occupy you and makes you forget. Forget about your past. And how it betrayed you. Forget about how we all face hard times in our lives. Like what your brother said. It’s a weekend. And you remember well on weekends. I made you stand up from where you were sitting. I threw your Jack Daniels and Marlboro 100’s in the trash. I caught your attention from staring into empty space. I gave you your life back again. And gave you company. I made you forget everything that is putting your life on hold. I set you in motion. I set you free. Don’t go back into the dark… it gets so scary sometimes. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 05,July,2004 | I am the real Bunnyman. Lord Almighty. Wont you come with me? Sweet bliss. A stiff neck
viagra stuck in my throat. Earth shatters, leaves falling
ecstasy. I need you. I want you. Do you mind? I will conquer
I will seize. Wine bottle emptied. Skin turning red. Sweat. Hot breath. Pulsating. Eyes dilating. Trembling. Gripping. I am the real Bunnyman. Lord Almighty. And now you know me. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 05,July,2004 | E C N A L U B M A .are you who remember can’t I but face your see I … hum I mind my in song a With .Broken. crushed soul My. Sickening. it of full is mankind of earth This. Pain Unloved. Unwelcomed. Unwanted. Insignificant. moth a of reincarnation the am I oblivion into me Shuns. presence my shuns It. me evades light.. Darkness immortal but… one no am I yet And. else all above am I. vain am I. spiteful am I protest in blaring Teeth. yourself inside cower You. threat is a presence My .Untamed. Unconventional. Uncommon. Unique. else anything unlike am I For .understand don’t you things of afraid are You …soul my of interpretation the are You .are you who not know I yet And Z Y X W V U T S R Q P O N M L K J I H G F E D C B A .days these different things does Nobody |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 05,July,2004 | she was good enough to eat. satisfy my hunger, quench my thirst i was the gullible little pervert easily hypnotized by her whirl but the more I have her the more I was consumed I guess it’s not easy to know who’s the hunter. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 24,July,2004 | 'D'ya thank ye can ever gut a pig boy?' his stepfather asked while he was watching him disembowell the beast that his mom will serve for them for about a month. His bloodied shirt is what interested Billy... he was thinking what it would be like if it was his own blood that was dripping on his shirt and not of that stupid beast that was whining just a couple of minutes ago, with its neck now torn open and its belly exposed to the sharp blade that his stepdad grinds on a stone every now and then. The beast was huge, but so was his bastard stepdad. 'Go and geet me a buckeet of wa'er, ya good for nuthin' stoopid lame!' as he kicked the pale towards Billy. He was motionless for a second, but when he saw the behemoth move forward with his eyes crossed he knew it was time to get that water, or else he's be shoved back in the pen with those pigs, not to mention having to eat nothing for days except for left overs that he'd share with those whining beasts. He heard his mom's footfalls, the barn door opened and she swayed in, drunk as usual. He went out with his head bowed down to where the well was, pulled the rope 'til his hand hurt. What little muscle he had as a kid. 'Damn this well is deep' he muttered to himself. When he stepped back in the barn with pail in hand, he saw the bastard on top of his mom, with the blood on his shirt. The fuckin' bastard was giving it so hard to his momma that he never even heard him come in, and his mom just laid there looking at him grinning. When he was done he threw a piece of meat at her and ordered her to prepare for lunch. Billy didn't mind seeing that. His mom was still beautifull at thirty five, and her body was still that of a prom queen. He would dream of her every now and then. That was his secret when he was a boy. His deep, dark secret. 'Ya like wutchin' like that ey Billee? Maybee eet shuddah been you who wus lyin' back eer instead of yer momma ey?' he said while cupping his balls. Billy ran inside the house in pursuit of his mom who was still drunk as hell. She was still naked when he went in, and he could tell by the looks of it that she was not in any way gonna prepare anything for dinner. She went into her room, sat on the bed and took her bottle by the neck and chugged far too many. She fell to the bed unconscious. He went closer to look... her bossom was as white as silk, with its pink nipples pointing upwards. He wanted to touch them but he was afraid that old fart would come in any minute. Billy was hard as a rock now. And he ran back to his room crying. He heard the door slam shut in her mom's bedroom. He heard the fuckin' bastard yelling at his mom who was way knocked out. All of his shouting were nevertheless disregarded. Then he heard the shower turn on. He stood up and took somethin out from his dresser drower. A picture. His dad. His real dad. He had died in a stupid war. He was a soldier. He never saw him though. He only heard stories of him that his mom would tell him every now and then. Of how his dad was a good for nothing son of a bitch who had left them to fight a stupid war and died on them without even marrying her, and how he should never be like his dad when he grow up, a good for nothing son of a bitch. He ran outside the house... picture in hand. He sat back in the pen with the beasts. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 10,July,2004 | 'Are you gonna have the usual?' the waitress asked as he sat there drinking his whisky laced coffee. He nodded without even looking up at the lady and exhaled the smoke that he had been holding back deep in his lungs for the longest time. The restaurant is almost empty at this time of the night when most of the townsfolk are already in bed, or watching porn with their wives that they treat like whores out of some corner in the alley. Children mostly stay up late but not to go out in the streets but because their stupid parents are having another one of those fucked-up issues again that would send a patrol man into their house because the next-door neighbor stuck her goddamn nose in some other people's business again. This time of the night nothing much happened, except for the occasional drunkards sleeping on the sidewalk throwing up their guts out, and begging to have a light because they could not find a decent job because the society would not accept a man who had gone buck-naked and is good for nothing but to drown themselves on that intoxicating spirit. He was sober though, Billy. Ten minutes later he was served with the lousiest pancake anyone could ever imagine. And the butter had not even melted on top of that three-layered spoil. It was half burnt, the kind that any amount of syrup would not even sweeten one bit. But this is his 'usual', and this is how he liked it served. The bastard. He took one bite out of that shit, took out five dollars in his pocket and some change for the annoying waitress who did nothing but stare at him the whole time Billy was sitting there. Billy knows what she wants... and he's not about to give it to her tonight. Maybe some other night. When she's not so welcoming and fucking her would be more fun. Men really has an appetite for resistance. Closing the car door after him, he rested his head on the steering wheel... moaned and yelled 'til he hurt his throat, fell silent and slept. 'Wake up, you cursed devil. Wake up and make her bleed. Get in between those fat thighs of hers and make her bleed. You know how she likes it. You know how WE like it. Wake up or you never will.' And he threw his head up back in the seat... |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 08,July,2004 | His clothes are dripping water straight out from the lake where he had just taken her. His clasped hands are trembling as he sits on a rotting tree, his eyes fixed on the spot where he stood with her a while ago… his breath steaming while she cries for help. “Shut the fuck up!” he said… talkin’ to nobody in particular. “It’s already done… she’s in the bottom of the goddamn lake! So shut the fuck up!” He stood up and got back to his car, lit a smoke, and drove as fast as he could… steady. The demons in his head had stopped talking right now. “It’s already done!” |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 20,July,2004 | So a brother now walks through life as indepentdently as he can and with no one to share his woes and conquests as I tell you now that that is the most simple way of saying 'fuck you all' to the world that is full of shit and and mostly full of sick fuckin' bastards who are good for nothing but make life more complicated by simply being the asshole that everybody so much hates and on top of all this you are powerless because he can do whatever he thinks he can do to you no matter what you think, say, or do because you are insignificant and just an ant in his great big world that he is in control of and for that you are in envy of his power and that you want to grab him by the throat and just squeeze and squeeze until the precious life in him goes out and all he can see is the dimness and the flickering light that slowly burns out that is his life and through all this all of which that he had done through out his stupid and meaningless life will flash through his mind's eye and he will writhe and squirm and scream for he knows where exactly he will end up and where else but in the bottomless pit of hell where sufferring is the game of the day and that no amount of prayer would actually save his hide and be that as it may we all know that you would still hate him for all the shit he's put you through and all the fucked-up lies that he told about you and how he made fun of you in front of your other friends and how he stole your girl and ravaged her while you respected her when she was in your hands and how he goes about telling all of this to everybody that you know be they family or friends altogether while they laugh at you and mock you for being weak and stupid and insignificant just like an ant in his great big world that he is in control of. (Gasp) Tell me... brother! Deep down in your soul, between these two guys... Who would you rather be? |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 13,July,2004 | As i was sucking this big lollipop cookie while writing this uneventful way of screaming on top of your lungs aching to be heard and be noticed for the great many things that you have shared which is writing, and yet i am always compelled to feel that greatness and aura of independence in the cool streets of baguio. All alone, no one to look after you, hell they care you sleep at Burnham Park and wake up still wearing same unwashed office clothes and yet get the smiles and the non-chalant feel of fellow workers who have no idea of what underpaid is and yet still are compassionate and dedicated with there means of living and about their way of life. Not as liberal as what we hoped it to be, well, it is a choice and lifestyle. maybe its because of weather that it seems so perfect for a little birdie like me. Or maybe it was a wrong assumption of a birdie getting the poopoo days counting up here, ei? The nightlife has yet to see the fresh feel of my wings brushing in their faces down the crowded and rowdy streets of session, legarda and nevada square. I love it. It was an epitome of the real orgasmic wings of freedom indeed. better watch out dorm boys birds peeping down ready for the plunge of the hot, entangling shower of hot water on smooth skin with hairs falling down the drain. Well, heres a cold tub for you to sulk in my friend. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 05,July,2004 | .are you who remember can’t I but face your see I … hum I mind my in song a With .Broken. crushed soul My. Sickening. it of full is mankind of earth This. Pain Unloved. Unwelcomed. Unwanted. Insignificant. moth a of reincarnation the am I oblivion into me Shuns. presence my shuns It. me evades light.. Darkness immortal but… one no am I yet And. else all above am I. vain am I. spiteful am I protest in blaring Teeth. yourself inside cower You. threat is a presence My .Untamed. Unconventional. Uncommon. Unique. else anything unlike am I For .understand don’t you things of afraid are You …soul my of interpretation the are You .are you who not know I yet And Z Y X W V U T S R Q P O N M L K J I H G F E D C B A .days these different things does Nobody |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 03,July,2004 | I am the real Bunnyman. Lord Almighty. Wont you come with me? Sweet bliss. A stiff neck
viagra stuck in my throat. Earth shatters, leaves falling
ecstasy. I need you. I want you. Do you mind? I will conquer
I will seize. Wine bottle emptied. Skin turning red. Sweat. Hot breath. Pulsating. Eyes dilating. Trembling. Gripping. I am the real Bunnyman. Lord Almighty. And now you know me. |
3,810,061 | male | 27 | Engineering | Capricorn | 03,July,2004 | Legendary as it may be...a rebirth of something so freakin wonderful.here i am. welcome to my humble abode, enjoy, relax, orgasmic ecstacy served buffet-style, with a sex on the beach and the all time favorite....absolut. ill make you wander, ill spite your imagination with bitch-worthy thoughts. i love this and hope you get the stiff. The beginning of time, the feeling of freedom. soar high in the raven sky, screech to me....OH YEAH BABY, I WANT MORE.... .....maybe youll get what you want here dear...Loe |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 15,July,2004 | wow these past 2 days or so have been crazy.. i didnt like them well yesterday.. wow.. it was crazy.. Ive been sick lately so idk what is really going on.. But frank found his birth mom.. and he wants to leave to go with her.. so idk what is going on.. and let me just say that its not fair. Brittney i love you. I am here for you always. WE are all here dont forget that.. well okay thats a bout it.. ive got some things to do today so yeah.. bye. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 13,July,2004 | Everything is moving so quickly Im trying to take everything in stride I realize that every day with u is a blessing and im blessed to have you. Then it comes the time to say goodbye We both sit and wonder why? We both cry when we leave But we know we shall stay together indeed Everytime I talk to you im in heaven My heart beats so fast I feel like im the best woman in the world, when im with you. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 12,July,2004 | Name::Laura Lee Zerangue (Larva) >Birthday:: June 24, 1989 >Eye Color::blue >Hair Color:: brown! >Shoe Size:: 9 >Name of your school:: St. Louis >Do you Have braces?::nope not anymore! :) >Do you Wear contacts?:: somtimes. >Where were you born?:: This stinkhole >How much did you weigh when you were born?:: 4lbs 6 oz. >Do you have a retainer?:: yes, but i dont wear it! haha >Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?:: yes >What color was your hair when you were born?:: blonde >Are your parents Married or Divorced?::married >How many siblings do you have?::1 >What are their names?:: Frank >Do you have any step brothers/sisters?::nope >Get along with your family?:: yeah sometimes >Parents :: Dad >Age difference between you and your siblings?::4 years >Favorite cousin?::DYLAN.. omg i love him to death >Daddy or Momma's boy/girl?:: DAD >Do your parents spoil you?:: yeah. they spoil me ALOT i love it but sometimes i just think im to spoiled! >How many people live in your house?::3 >Do you have family get togethers?::uhh naw? >Do you like your dad or mom's side of the family >better?::i love my dad's side.. i HATE myu moms side.. >Does your older brother/sister boss you around?:: hell no he is never around anyways. >Do you like your family?::their okay >Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?:: yes boyfriend >What's their name?::DOUG >How long have you known them?::2 years >Your anniversary?:: uhh >Are you in love?::idk i think >Have you ever been in love?::no >Who have you been in love with?:: not going to say >How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?::2 >Have you ever had sex?::nope >With who?:: ... >Do you want to stay with your current >boyfriend/girlfriend?:: yeah i do i really do, but he lives about 2,00 miles away.. but i do love him. >Do they love you?:: he tells me he does. >Held your breath until you passed out?:: nope >Wanted to die?:: no >Smoked weed?:: nope! >Commited a crime?:: naw >Saved someones life?:: yeah >Stayed up all night?::yup on the phone >Been to another country?:: uhhh >Loved someone so much it made you cry?:: YES. >Been cheated on?:: no >Let someone else take the blame for something you >did?::yeah i have done that once >Faked being sick?:: who hasnt?! >Been to the Astrodome?:: yes >Dyed your hair?:: yep in 8th grade blonde lol just to get OLQH pissed.. and it worked! :) >Hot/Cold::COLD >Sun/Rain:: SUN >Night/Day:: night >Guys/Girls::guys i love doug >Lust/Love::LOVE. >Car/Truck?:: truck >Laptop/Computer:: laptop >Goodie-goodie/Rebel:: Goodie-goodie >Dr.Pepper/Coke:: Dr. Pepper >Summer/Winter:: WINTER >Lake/Ocean:: lake >Prep/Goth:: prep? >Basketball/Football:: BAsketball > >Color::PINK. >Number:: 189 >Animal:: IDK >Web Site:: uh..blog? lol Food?::mexican >Football team?:: Broncos ;) >Thing to do?:: dance,talk,phone,dance. >Sport to watch?:: cheerleading i love to watch it on TV >Sport to play?:: SOFTBALL, DANCE, AND TENNIS! >Holiday:: Christmas i love when everyone is tog. >Friend:: Lisa/ Mels >Place to go:: Softball fields, lisa's, movies >TV show:: uhh idk >Place to eat::CASA >How many pillows are on your bed?:: 2 small ones and a body one >What color is your toothbrush?:: ITS A PINK AND PURPLE HELLO KITTY! >What brand of toothpaste do you use?:: whitenin stuff >How old will you be when you graduate High School?::17 >What is on your desktop?:: Orlando Bloom >Have you ever been to a tailgate party?:: that was a stupid ass question of course i have been! >Gotten kicked out of Wal-Mart?:: naw >Have you ever sat on Santa's lap?:: yes >Gotten money from the tooth fairy?:: yes >Do you have an online journal?:: blog >Do you love someone?:: yes >Who?:: Doug >What channel is your TV on?:: 54 >Do you Like George Strait?:: no >What time is it?:: 1:20 pm >What are you wearing?::im still in my pj's.. an angel shirt and frog shorts.. im sick haha >How is your hair done?:: in a pony tail >What color are your socks?::im not wearing any! >Who are you talking to?:: i was talking to Lisa and nita >Who hugged you last?:: my mom >Last word you said:: damnit >Color of your nails?:: pink >Do you have make-up on?:: nope none >What color are your shoestrings?::pink >What's the date?:: July uhh? 12 2004 >What time is it?:: 1:22 pm sry guys i love those things! ;) |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 11,July,2004 | yesterday was a weird day. Me n Lisa went to Wal Mart so she could get a new bathing suit! It was fun lol so anyways we went to BlockBuster and then we came home cooked lunch and then we watched some of Monster and then Lisa's dad said that he is comming over in 45 mins to get her, so then i just gave her the DVD to watch.. and yeah.. then i went back to sleep.. cuz i didnt/ dont feel good. And then i started to wonder about alot of things. Some good things some bad things. and i wondered how much i miss them now that they are gone. Bcuz now when i need that person the most they are like 2000 miles away. Doug i miss you. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 11,July,2004 | I have jet lag. and it sucks badly. lol evne tho my flight was only 3 hours.. haa but anyways i think today is going to be one of those stay inside watch movies with ur friend day. and that friend would be lisa. haah i love my lisa. I missed her very much while i was gone. :) Its really acutally funny, bcuz i bought this cowboy hat while i was in CO and everyone was like omg r u from Louisiana.. and they were all like say something and i sad like hey yall.. and omg thye freaked out.. its so weird.. lol Later GanstERS. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 10,July,2004 | today i left from Colorado. As much as i told myself that i wasnt going to cry i did. I was scared to wake up this morning bcuz i knew what was going to happen. So i wake up this mornin and find a note on the foot of the bed that says my name, so naturally im going to open it. and i did. and i balled for ever. :( so yes. this mornin sucked. and then i go downstairs to see that dylan was waiting for me to get up. so i went and hugged him and just cryed lol im such a baby. okay and then last night was super sad. I went to Phat City for like 3 hours and said bye to Addison, Mandy, Courtney and CHRIS. Man, i miss Chris alot. Addison- i miss you too lol oh and PRANK PHONE CALL lmao love ya! But anyways my flight went okay, and i dont even want to talk about what happened b4 i left cuz if i type it i will cry more. so ill ttyl guys. Latuh. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 09,July,2004 | im leaving today. :( nope im not going to cry im not going to cry. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 09,July,2004 | Today i am leaving. I woke up @ like 8:40 not willingly tho but only bcuz i have to. I put my make up on then i packed all my stuff. :( and now im sitting here wondering about things, things that you only think about when you leave somewheres. I mean dont get my wrong yall I LOVE lake charles and ALL OF THE PPL IN IT.. but i mean im leaving my cousin and doug. thats really hard. But yeah, im comming home tonight.. and hopefully lisa and sarah and her mom are going to come by to see me! lol plus i have gifts for them! haha ! |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 09,July,2004 | okay so yesterdayyyyy i updated but im going to do it again haa ok so we went to go eat @ Texas RoadHose which was really good.. lmao we all got a full slab of ribs, and i couldnt even finish a 1/2 haha omgz in Colorado they have the HOTTEST guys working @ Texas Roadhouse.. if anyone comes here yall should definately check it out! ;) haha so anyways we ate then we came home and rolled some dice and then we all went to bed fairly early bcuz we are going to ESTAS today! WHOOP! its a place where they have alot of shops and things... lol the only way dylan is comming is bcuz he gets a new knife! haha but anyways thats really it.. we should be home around 3 or 4 or so but ill talk to yall later! byes! :) Latuh niggah. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 08,July,2004 | Today i woke up @ like 10 or so bcuz last night was crazy, and i had a nervous break down. :( So then i figure what is the point of waking up bcuz things just went bad today. So to make things worse, im sick. And then Dylan had to go to the doctor. Then doug came over which is a plus but i cryed the whole time he was here. Which isnt cool then me dylan and dee went Bowling i beat them. haha thats about it.. Tomorrow i think we are all going to estas :) yay! that will be one of my last days with my cousin and doug. :( Love isnt fair. i love you. |
3,866,851 | female | 15 | indUnk | Cancer | 07,July,2004 | last night was boring we didnt do anything. i woke up @ like 8:30 came down to the computer saw that melanie was on then made her explain why the fuck she was up that early lol me n dylan and dee went downstairs and cleaned the basement me n dee went to Bed Bath and Beyond to get some furniture for donwn there called lisa to ssee how she was feeling! oh and i got my moms b-day present and i got a light. haha yeah im leaving saturday yall. dude its really funny bcuz when i say 'yall' ppl FREAK out and are like wtf? omg ur a hick im like uhh okay w/e ok now to explain the title so i come home from BB&B and nanny let those fucking farrots out and they bit the shit out of me..so then we go to Home Depot and she forgot to put them in the cage so they were out.. so i get home and the first thing i do is sit somewhres where my feet dont touch the floor.. lol so yeah.. it sucked. but anyways now im just gettin ready for dinner tonite with doug dlyan and the neighbors.. it should be fun.. :) but yeah ill update later Ashlee Simpson - Pieces Of Me Lyrics On a Monday, I am waiting Tuesday, I am fading And by Wednesday, I can't sleep Then the phone rings, I hear you And the darkness is a clear view Cuz you've come to rescue me Fall... With you, I fall so fast I can hardly catch my breath, I hope it lasts Ohhhhh It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real I like the way that feels Ohhhhh It's as if you've known me better than I ever knew myself I love how you can tell All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me I am moody, messy I get restless, and it's senseless How you never seem to care When I'm angry, you listen When youre happy, it's a mission And you wont stop 'til I'm there Fall... Sometimes I fall so fast Well, I hit that bottom Crash, you're all I have [Chorus:] Ohhhhh It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real I like the way that feels Ohhhhh It's as if you known me better than I ever knew myself I love how you can tell All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me How do you know everything I'm about to say? Am I that obvious? And if it's written on my face... I hope it never goes away... yeah On a Monday, I am waiting And by Tuesday, I am fading into your arms... So I can breathe [Chorus:] Ohhhhh It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real I like the way that feels Ohhhhh It's as if you've know me better than I ever knew myself I love how you can tell Ohhhhh I love how you can tell Ohhhhh I love how you can tell All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me... |
4,042,380 | male | 35 | Communications-Media | Scorpio | 10,August,2004 | Well, I'm back from The Pas/O.C.N. and the concert was fu#king great! I left Winnipeg at 7:30am and arrived at Noon to find that I was not allowed to check into nmy room at the Kikiwak Inn yet, so I mosied my way to the arena where the concert was and helped out the roadies and sound guys for 2-hours, they really appreciated it! Once I showered and changed I arrived to the arena for the promoter to fill me in on what to do or say when I am doing my cut-in's to the station! A huge crowd of Nazareth fans arrived to the centre at around 5pm and they were great to have on-air..cheering and yelling!! I had the honour of picking up the band in our 'Bigfoot' community cruiser and the guys in the band were great to chat with..no freaking ego!! When we arrived for the meet and greet with contest winners, chief and council of o.c.n. and the mayor of The Pas, everything went well accept for the fact that I almost lost the keys to the cruiser with the bands personal stuff inside! SHOWTIME!!!!! the arena was sweltering by the time 'Heritage' (an amazing local band) and 'Travelling Band' (CCR Tribute group) worked the crowd up and I arrived on stage to introduce Nazareth the fans were absolutely frantic!! It was a moment I will never forget.. For an hour and a half I was in rock and roll heaven! I used to listen to tapes of the band when I was a teen and my best buds used to sit on the banks of the Assiniboine River outside Winnipeg for 'River Parties'!! And here we are almost 20-years later, here is Nazareth playing all the great tunes live and I actually got to introduce one of my favourite bands! As a true Canadian would say.. Fu#kin' Eh!! Gotta go now, the studio calls! Ps: I found a great new way of making money on the internet and it is really cool! If you live in the Winnipeg, Manitoba area and want to know more give me a ring on this blog or e-amil me at urlLink [email protected] CHEERS!!! woof. |
4,042,380 | male | 35 | Communications-Media | Scorpio | 05,August,2004 | Hey all! What's been going on in the last little bit? Well, my son Eian visited from Thompson, MB for 2 and a half weeks and we really enjoyed having him there!! We spent 2-0days at Misty Lake Lodge in Gimli and had a great time! I drove Eian home and spent over 14-hours on the road and was really freakin tired when I got home.. than I had to work the next day! I am now getting ready for the road again! I was asked to host the Nazareth Concert this Friday, August 6th, at the Gordon Lathlin Arena on the O.C.N. (Opaskwayak Cree Nation). I am quite excited about this!! Nazareth was one of my favourite bands when I was growing up. My best friends and I used to go hang around the Assiniboine River, drink a few wobbly-pops and listed to Nazareth on the boom box.. You had to be there man!! RIVER PARTIES!! If you ever lived in the west end of Winnipeg around 1984-88, you know what I mean..That was my 60's!! The last concert I hosted was The Watchmen. May-1998 in Thompson..A crazy concert! People tell me that I look like the lead singer of the band and when I first went on stage the kids went nuts thinking I was him.. as a result the singer (Danny Grieves) was kind of snobbish to me. I complimented him for one of his shows that was a highlight to me, he just swished around his wine glass and said '..that was nothing..' and walked away..What the fuck was that? Anyways, tha band unfortunately broke up and I still wish Danny the best..He still is a kick ass singer..with a bit of an ego. Anywho, I got to get back into the studio, I'll post y'all on how the Nazareth concert went. If any of you are from the OCN or Winnipeg, Drop by and say hi eh? I'm the spectacled bald bastard in black. I'll also be at the Westbrook Inn, Saturday doing the 'Western Hour' at 3pm.. This is Sleddog signing off for now.. Woof! |
3,588,941 | female | 25 | Student | Taurus | 28,May,2004 | Here is part of a quote I recently received that got me to thinkin'... 'The mania for recreations of various kinds which has seized upon many of the people is harmful in several ways. It unfits them for the regular duties of life. It renders them restless and impatient of proper restraint. It obstructs business. It tends to contract habits of dissipation. It throws our young folks into the company of persons whose society should be shunned. It cultivates worldliness. It conduces to many evils, and the spirit of purity, temperance, holiness and peace will not abide...' Our society is based so much on amusement and (instant) gratification. We have a false sense of deservedness that causes us to strive for happiness through attainment of wealth, possessions, and etc. As a byproduct, our country is overwhelming debt. Recently, I heard figures of around 26 or 28 thousand dollars per household average debt rate, not including mortgage. I can only say one thing about that… sick. What are we thinking!? Why do we deserve so much that we put ourselves, and other through the general economy (who pays the debt when we can’t, ie bankruptcy), at such great risk!? I know that there are a great number of problems in this world. And in my person opinion, I believe each us, individually, could fix a great majority of them, if the efforts were made to live with a love for others rather than ourselves. This grandiose statement reminds of another quote that was used by a good friend of mine… 'Only he who attempts the absurd is capable of achieving the impossible!' some more thoughts along these lines, go to urlLink www.zaadz.com |
3,588,941 | female | 25 | Student | Taurus | 25,May,2004 | Arete explained... definition: aretê [Arês] 1. goodness, excellence, of any kind, esp. of manly qualities, manhood, valour, prowess, Hom., Hdt. (like Lat. vir-tus, from vir). 2. rank, nobility, Theogn., Eur. 3. in Prose, generally, goodness, excellence in any art, Plat., etc.; of animals or things, Hdt., attic. 4. in moral sense, goodness, virtue, Plat., etc.:--also character for virtue, merit, Eur., etc. 5. ar. eis tina service done him, Thuc.; ar. peri tina Xen. summary: The most articulated value in Greek culture is arete. Translated as 'virtue,' the word actually means something closer to 'being the best you can be,' or 'reaching your highest human potential.' In the Homeric poems, arete is frequently associated with bravery, but more often, with effectiveness. The man or woman of arete is a person of the highest effectiveness; they use all their faculties: strength, bravery, wit, and deceptiveness, to achieve real results. In the Homeric world, then, arete involves all of the abilities and potentialities available to humans. The concept implies a human-centered universe in which human actions are of paramount importance; the world is a place of conflict and difficulty, and human value and meaning is measured against individual effectiveness in the world. To Aristotle, arete is explicitly linked with human knowledge. Plato repeatedly returns to the question of arete, and the evidence of his earliest writings suggest that Socrates, Plato's teacher, was equally obsessed with the question. The famous Socratic paradox, 'Virtue is knowledge,' is in Greek, 'Arete is knowledge.' This would be the foundation of both Socratic and Platonic philosophy: the highest human potential is knowledge and all other human abilities are derived from this central capacity. Aristotle also locates the highest human potential in knowledge: theoretical knowledge. If arete is knowledge and study, the highest human knowledge is knowledge about knowledge itself; in this light, the theoretical study of human knowledge, which Aristotle called 'contemplation,' is the highest human ability and happiness. Just something to think about... |
3,588,941 | female | 25 | Student | Taurus | 25,May,2004 | 'Don't undertake a project unless it is manifestly important and nearly impossible.' ~ Edwin Land To me, doing this weblog is both important and a near impossibility. First, off I lack the effort and consistency to make this work. And secondly, I lack the creativity and verbal skills to make it interesting, or successful. However, it is a project that I have been interested in trying. And so on that note... I will. |
3,588,941 | female | 25 | Student | Taurus | 04,June,2004 | 'Obviously one must hold oneself responsible for the evil impulses of one's dreams. In what other way can one deal with them? Unless the content of the dream rightly understood is inspired by alien spirits, it is part of my own being.' ~ Sigmund Freud (1856-1939) Austrian founder of psychoanalysis As I half-awoke from a dream a few mornings ago I had a strange thought, 'How was I so surprised by my own dream?'. It was a curious thought, which wouldn't be as strange if someone else were dreaming for me... but they don't! My mind creates the dream, so I shouldn't be surprised, or frighten, or any of those emotions that occur because of a lack of prior knowledge of an event. Maybe you don't understand, maybe you do... dreams are such curious things! |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 27,May,2004 | Public service announcement: Before reading this article please determine whether or not you support Bush. If you do, run away far from this blog because you will be highly offended. If not read on and swig a beer because the truth will be told. Frankly I don't support any politician, I just like to ridicule the bad ones. Yesterday I was aimlessly browsing the web, because I really have nothing better to do at work, and discovered the background information for Bush's plan to finish liberating Iraq (and gain a few votes in the mean time). Now my first question was, 'Why is Bush reporting this from urlLink Carlisle, PA ?' Does he need to go on the drag strip in order to gain the confidence to report this bauble of a plan. My next observation from this plan was, 'Why didn't he think of a plan when he first invaded Iraq?' Chicken before the egg syndrome, I suppose. Shouldn't the long term plan be thought out prior to the start of a any war meant to liberate a country of mass destruction? Here are the steps mentioned previously with my own personal dialogue: 1. Handing over authority to a sovereign Iraqi government Nice idea but we saw what happened the first time 2. Establishing security As in social security, cause otherwise they don't know the meaning of the word. How do you establish security in a desert with no borders? 3. Continuing to rebuild Iraq's infrastructure No comment. 4. Encouraging more international support Yeah, from like France or maybe North Korea. They all hate us let's just get used to it. 5. Moving toward a national election in Iraq that 'will bring forward new leaders empowered by the Iraqi people.' Didn't they just assassinate the leader elected? Maybe Bush should run for that election. Well besides the fact that these steps sound more like a prayer than a strategic plan, I don't think they will influence the structure of Iraq, Bush's re-election, or the will to stop smoking. South Jersey Girl signing off, possibly forever if the FCC sees this :) Free speech forever baby! |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 26,May,2004 | Bear with me on this folks. This is the first official blog I have ever written and I hope it will be 'all it can be' or 'an army of one' whatever is better these days. Now back to business. Dentists are the devil. Unfortunately I graced the office of a local dentist for the first time in 2 years yesterday, my mistake. After graduating college your teeth become less of a priority (usually food and alcohol still take precedence). Well, after telling me that I need braces (duh) and urlLink tooth bleaching/whitening (which is the basic reason I came to the dentist) he squashed what was left of my ego with the fact that I have 6-8 cavities. How does someone suddenly get that many cavities?! I brush, floss and brush again, as much as recommended by the urlLink ADA , but it is still not enough. What does a Jersey girl have to do. Please no Jersey jokes, I've heard them all. Up to the age of 20 I had one cavity. Just one and now I find out my family has a history of bad teeth (not like the British) as in root canals, cavities and the need for extra fluoride washes, fun. Well the moral of the story kids is you can exercise and eat a balanced meal everyday but the dentist is still going to get you. I will soon have a new beautiful smile, like I needed it any better, for just under $5,000. Isn't America great. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 22,June,2004 | Well, I finally ended my long torture as an editorial assitant for a two-bit marketing company. I do have to say that my lay-off was expected and welcomed. You see for the past few months my former employer had taken business speak to a new level. Not only was the company 'in a transition' but it was also going down hill. We were supposed to 'be a team player' which meant buying into a false hope. It really does remind me of that Dave & Busters commercial where the guy is stuck in perpetual business speak and nothing is ever a concrete response. I didn't believe I would ever live in that kind of world but I have survived. Now my days are full of running, working my part-time job from hell, re-learning my 7th grade algebra (for the GRE), and entertaining my pomeranian Ibby. Life is better but not quite fulfilled. The job market in Philly sucks and I don't particularly like the idea of underachieving. I want to work, not hard but just enough to give myself a sense of confidence again. I've plotted and planned every facet of my life until now, and this lifestyle is a bit uncomfortable. I can't decide what I want to be when I grow up, or in other words what the world will let me become. This sounds very abstract but true. I am sure there are plenty of people out there that are redefining their role in society for the umpteenth time as well. Professional pole vaulting is a good idea but only if I grow 4 more inches tall. What is a petite blondish farm girl to do. Anyway, conclusion of this post is 'Never say Die'. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 16,June,2004 | I am studying to take the GRE this month, which means taking that expensive Kaplan prep class. I believe that the class does help, a little, but am left with the feeling that I could have taken this test better in 7th grade. Why do they give me math I didn't learn in college? English majors don't need math, we need to read detailed novels and come up with worthless explanations of what the author should have meant. All this to get a urlLink Masters degree in Journalism. This blog should be my test, scored by how many view it (SEX, SEX , SEX). Now that should increase my score a little. On another note, urlLink Comedy Central finally dumps 'The Man Show'. What a relief, ever since Jimmy and Adam left the show it has been nothing but a graphic mouthpiece for losers without girlfriends. The fear factor guy may be hot but he is not hot enough to carry the show. That said, watch the Chappelle Show, it's funnier and much better written. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 14,June,2004 | It's official, I have stepped into the 20th century of cars. Friday I made the purchase of a chili pepper red urlLink 1998 Jeep Cherokee Sport Classic. Not only does it drive smoother and faster than my 1987 Chevy Blazer, may it rest in peace, but it has so many cool gadgets I've never experienced, for instance, no chirping noises from the back, cruise control that doesn't decelerate on hills, 190 HP vs. 100 HP, and last but not least a stereo that plays CDs. Amazing huh. In addition, now I have the ability to conquer those elusive parking lot curbs! In other news I just read today that Dave Chappelle is going to play Rick James in an upcoming autobiographical movie urlLink 'Memoirs of a Super Freak'. It is amazing how they come up with these things. Personally, I think Dave Chappelle has a great impersonation of Rick James but he is a bit too skinny. Maybe they'll use Eddie Murphy's brother in the story line. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 04,June,2004 | Anyone would think that having a job that requires nothing of you all day is a wonderful opportunity. That was, at first, my line of thought and then, as the months passed, I began to realize how crippling boredom really is. It sucks away any motivation for urlLink job searching , urlLink computer games , urlLink blog writing , and urlLink laughing at all my working friends . All the joys of life are just taken away. I crave a new job with responsibilities and meaning. No more two hour lunches or solitaire for this non-working editorial assistant. Now I do want my readers to understand that the reason for my boredom is not laziness. Apparently, that might sound more believable but the real reason is I was suckered into a company on the down-hill. Unfortunately, the 'down-sizing' company will not admit its defeat and quietly sink into oblivion. No, it has taken business speak to a new level. The very few employees still hanging on, waiting/begging for the ax, are condemned to mindless days of no work and little else to do but lose our minds. That, my friends, is the reason for the birth of this blog. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 01,June,2004 | How many times have you seen a girl in the gym with two 3lb weights doing dumbbell curls, the anorexic cardio girl on the stairmaster, or the girl in the weight room reading urlLink Shape Magazine as she lifts the 45lb bar off the bench (okay maybe reading and benching does take some talent). But my point is that there are so many women/girls out there that don't have a clue how to lift weights and are more concerned with the term getting 'toned'. Let me tell you right now, and listen carefully stripper girl in the pink jumpsuit, THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS GETTING TONED. You either lift and lose body fat increasing lean muscle mass or you break down muscle mass replacing it with air (like everyone's favorite supermodel urlLink Gisele Budchen ). My first and foremost pet-peeve is magazines that support the myth 'if women lift weights they will look like the Incredible Hulk'. If you believe this myth put down the tofu and start reading urlLink Muscle & Fitness Hers or urlLink Oxygen Magazine . These will cure you of that horrible myth. Another widespread rumor women have implanted themselves with is that doing 3hours of Cardio (i.e. elliptical machine, stairmaster, and treadmill) will make you look like Cindy Crawford. Point A is that if you are not already Cindy Crawford, you will never look like Cindy Crawford, no one has a personal airbrusher 24 hours a day. Secondly, cardio is not the end all of fitness. Women that do cardio only burn calories while they are on the machine, once you step off the machine you're done. Women who lift weights burn calories and fat while lifting and then thereafter because of the urlLink breakdown and build-up of muscle . Hence they will loose body fat more quickly than those simply doing cardio. Alright, I think this completes my rant for today. Look for my next article criticizing the carb counters. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 21,July,2004 | Hi everyone in blog-land. Just a quick service announcement about blogs for those new to view. This site is meant as my writing outlet. I know there are others out there, besides my cherished friends and family, that like to read my blog as well; however, please keep in mind that there are two sides to a story and this is just mine. There is always someone that is going to disagree with me or what I say, I am not totally oblivious to that. But I am going to say one thing, comments are just comments nothing more or less. If for some reason a random reader hates what I am writing, turn off your computer or go to another less subjective site. I hear Hillary Duff has a site or perhaps Clear Channel would be the place to go. In other words, bitching me out via comment will only drive me to write more controversially, I kid you not. This site is not for the weak at heart. Thank you to all my wonderful friends who appreciate my writing. So to name a few friends: my hubby Jeff, Kelli & Mike, Alex, Chrissy & Matt & Brandon (our youngest viewer), Johnny Blaze, Aisha & Tim, Bess & Jason, Scoot, Stephanie, Emerson, Steven, and Daniel. Special thanks to Ibby the wonderpup and easy going Oliver. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 20,July,2004 | I really need to write a book. I have had so many 'after school' jobs that have involved multiple scenarios of harrassment. You know the standard unwelcome jokes, the teasing about ethnicity or religion. The kind of harrassment everyone thinks is legal because no one will ever tell. Fortunately, I now am an angry 24 year old with a college degree and a rough couple of months and I'm not going to take it anymore. Recently, I was harrassed, jokingly and prankingly, by a co-worker/supervisor of mine. I heard the old jokes, how many doors have you knocked on, referring to my chosen religion and was also bombarded by a verbal assault from a customer because this co-worker/supervisor 'wanted to see a fight'. I couldn't believe I acted like the standard victim, not wanting to lose my job and playing the 'it could have been my fault' card. Let me tell everyone now, that this type of harrassment is never the victim's fault. I know this now and hope this helps to heal the emotional wound set in. I still feel angry, insulted, and put down but I am not going to let this co-worker/supervisor hurt my self-esteem anymore. I guess these are the things you learn as you grow older. That, along with taxes and the worth (or lack there of) of a college degree in a slow economy. My parents never prepared me for this kind of situation (they could never have known) but I hope to take something away from it myself. On a less serious note, 'Go Eagles'. That chant always brings a tear to my eye, (from hysterical laughter). |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 16,July,2004 | The word 'retarded' has become extremely controversial lately. Hillary Duff and even Howard Stern have been bombarded by the Council for the mentally retarded people, or whatever they call themselves. Of course, H.S. ignored that message in all its uselessness. But now even my good friend (let's call her A) has been scolded in a local newspaper through a letter of complaint,by a former supervisor (we'll call her C), for using the word in casual conversation, not even in a meeting or formal setting (Of course no real names or initials were used here or in the newspaper). But on a personal note, I think bitching to a newspaper about the use and context of one word is positively absolutely retarded. It's called a job, get one. However, I feel the need to put this issue to rest, therefore, I checked the Webster's Dictionary, as I often do by my contract as an english major, and the word retard means ' to hinder, delay, or slow progress of' or retarded means 'slowed or delayed in development, esp. mentally'. Notice the dictionary only states 'especially' mentally not 'specifically' mentally, there is a difference. And so technically, the word retard or retarded does not specifically refer to the mentally handicapped. I could just casually say, 'that car looks retarded' or 'that car looks slow or delayed in its development' by which not referring to the mentally handicapped at all. I am only referring to the finished look or speed of the car. Same goes for a sentence or a person but keep in mind that I am not calling them mentally handicapped because that is not the definition of the word. After all, a word is only a reference if someone makes the connection, meaning I am not forcing them to, nor do I care. Logically, attracting more attention to the word or subject causes it to spread that connection and twists the meaning. If only people read their dictionaries before becoming so adament in their accusations, (now I am referring to C). My only advice is no one likes a tattle tale. Endnote, Why does any of this matter when there are people and animals starving on the streets in Philadelphia! Get a hobby C! For those interested, here is the letter written by C in a local newspaper: The first time my mother heard me use 'retarded' to mean 'stupid' (probably when I was around 8), she explained why that word was so hurtful and added that if a parent of someone with mental retardation had overheard me, he/she would have felt like crying. I never used it again. I was shocked and saddened when I recently heard an adult in a professional situation call something 'retarded.' Children need to be taught to understand the significance of their words; adults should know better. To use 'retarded' interchangeably with 'stupid' is to deny all the positive qualities that people with mental retardation can undoubtedly offer. When I heard that adult use 'retarded' like that, anything else that person had to offer quickly went by the wayside. -No changes or additions were made to this article prior to posting. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 16,July,2004 | Summer is here! Okay maybe I am a little late with this but I have been through a lot in the past few months. I actually had the chance to experience the wonderful weather while running early Thursday morning down Kelly Drive. Please keep in mind that early for the unemployed is before noon. I suppose unemployment can be enjoyable, at times. The wind was in my hair, the sun was in my face and unfortunately so were the twenty or so guys and their lewd comments every quarter mile. But I didn't care yesterday because life was perfect. In addition to my new found running routine, I have gained a new reading hobby as well. Here are a few choice books recommended by South jersey Girl: 'In Her Shoes', 'Good in Bed', and 'Sappho's Leap'. The last book is not recommended for children, grandparents, fraternity boys, or staunchy people. Although, I do believe everyone should partake in all of the new Jennifer Weiner books, criers beware. She has vibrant characters and a cute dog, usually named Nifkin. If anyone has any suggestions for summer reading feel free to comment here or e-mail me. Of course, an age old tradition of summer for me is the Jersey shore. Today I am on my way to OC and maybe Sea Isle for a little tryst. No one knows beaches like Jersey. And there is no question that Mack and Manco's pizza is also a staple food for many jerseyans. If you didn't know this, here are a few simple rules, for shoobies, to follow while visiting NJ this summer: 1. Please don't feed the tourists, they are an angry lot 2. For gods sake, Watch the Tramcar Please 3. Sea gulls were there first, don't piss them off 4. Wearing a ruffled skirt and tank top does not make you an individual 5. Boys: avoid the girls in costume hanging from swings (objects in mirror may appear prettier than they truly are) 6. Do not sit on the steps leading to the beach, you will be stepped on 7. Watch for projectile pooh, a sea gull never forgets That is all for now. I will update these rules as needed throughout the summer. |
3,461,172 | female | 24 | Communications-Media | Aries | 09,July,2004 | Tanning has become a real phenomenon in Philadelphia. The strangest people are very concerned in the darkness of their skin and glow of their wrinkles. The grandmothers have come out to haunt tanning salons near you. Not only is Philadelphia a well-known fat ugly city but we have those same fat ugly people with an extreme change of color during the summer months. News Flash to those select rude ugly women in south Philly (you know who I am talking about), it doesn't help. If you have an ugly face, body and especially personality tanning will not cure you, neither will therapy. Please jump off a rock and die. I take this tone only because of being scorned in my new part-time job as a tanning salon girl. Women are the strangest creatures when it comes to tanning. They will bite your head off for lack of towels, lack of time, abundence of minute computer errors, and of course uncontrollable machine malfunctions set them off into homocidal tizzys. The tan is the most holiest form of self worship. I only wish I could list those whom I have hated. The regulars that bitch and moan and yell from the next room 'What am I supposed to do', my response, 'Get your fat ass in the machine'. Aaaahhh that felt good. Anyway, as far as I am concerned I'd rather bake in the sun, in Florida, for free than tan in a salon ever again after this job. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 29,April,2004 | Highway 37 Big Truck Blues After 4 days of keeping 20 eight & nine year olds from killing themselves or each other in the wilds of Marin County, they all nearly perished today on Highway 37 when a super long truck lost control and toppled over crushing a 4 by 4 and disabling our bus full of sunburnt, happy kids watching 'Piglet avoids the death penalty' yet again on video. Miraculously, the children and the truck driver are safe and sound. Even the driver of the 4X4 is alive and not in critical condition according to a woman wearing butterfly glasses, thick makeup and a sequined bodice sent out by the bus company's insurance carrier (the woman, not the bodice). As I return, Bill reports that Karl Rove has, apparently successfully, got Kerry on the defensive by going for the jugular--what's unimpeachable about Kerry is his war record--attack the war record. You see, you not only sell by the weakest attribute, you attack the opponent's strongest attribute. It's brilliant and insidious and shouldn't win, unless Kerry takes the bait--which he seems to be. Louis Armstrong ain't got nothin' on this scat... More tomorrow after sleep and no morning filled with camp songs. Although I did like this one: It starts with an 'S' And it ends with a 'T' It comes out of you And it comes out of me. I know what you're thinking, but don't call it that. Be scientific, and call it 'scat' It was a piece of scat! Piece. of. scat. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 25,April,2004 | We Consensed! No. 'Consensed' is not a word. And yet we did it. At 16:30 hours today, Southside Park Cohousing Association congratulated itself on a record-breaking achievement of concensus to spend $1800. We are the only government I'm dealing with that is operating in the black, so we can spend, spend, spend! Victory is mine. Into the wilderness Curiously, having just reeled you into my clutches only a week ago. I am to let you go. Tomorrow, I journey to a remote portion of the world, where no cell phone or computer line can reach. I will be unavailable, unassailable, unattainable. I'm speaking of course of Marin County. I'll be at Marin Headlands Institute on a field trip with my son's class for the week. It's very hot in Sacto right now, so good to head out. To make it worth your while, I'll let you chew on these thoughts that I'm mulling over. I'm interested in your reactions, thoughts. Ask for More, not Less The central problem in American politics and maybe in American life is not thinking big enough and not asking enough of each other. In an era of rapidly declining civic and community participation, combined with an extraordinary degree of corporate control over our political system, the solution of the past 20 years has been to shrink expectations. We can't have real comprehensive universal health insurance, so we’ll ask that children of working poor be partially covered. We don’t have stay-at-home mothers to staff our PTA so we ask parents to write checks instead of participate in the classroom. We don’t have enough people in the neighborhood for a full-fledged neighborhood watch, so we have an email list instead. This trend of diminishing expectations feeds on itself. As we ask for less, we receive and perceive less and we ratchet it down another notch. The identified phenomenon of “Bowling Alone” becomes inevitable. Permanent. We come to expect only what we can out of ourselves and our internet connection. Yet, what has been the central lesson and trend of successful education of our children: expect more get more. The Jaime Escalantes of this world get our children to stand and deliver when they tell them, not only can you do algebra, but you can do calculus. Try this. Work on that. Do it again. Suddenly those children are not only doing calculus, but loving calculus, loving school, loving life. They are more confident, more energetic, and most of all more hopeful for the future. They are engaged. But who is applying this known universal principle of education and life to adults, to citizens, to the members of their own community? Answer: where it is applied, it is successful, but it is applied less and less. Nowhere is this clearer to me than in the political context. Despite the overwhelming advantage of money in politics, the promise of genuine grassroots activism swamping big money Astroturf still exists and still happens. In California, where term limits creates a large number of open seats in the legislature to fill every two years, we recently saw Lori Saldena beat two infinitely better-funded insider opponents in a heavily contested Democratic primary to fill a state assembly seat from San Diego, running only on the strength of her grassroots support. Why does this continue to happen in a world where the conventional wisdom has it otherwise? The reason is that when real voters are given hope and believe that an election or an issue really matters, they find the time to make the calls, walk the precincts, get out the vote. They are energized, excited and motivated by the feeling of making a difference. But you can’t excite, motivate and energize people to work for things that don’t matter. Ten years ago when Proposition 186 was on the California ballot, people took leaves of absence, cuts in pay, moved to the state, changed their lives to gather signatures, raise money and work hard for even the remote possibility of enacting a single payer health care system in the nation’s richest most populous state. The initiative tanked. Still, the bumper stickers, friendships, and memories of a good fight remain over ten years later. Contrast that to a failed fight to stop the recently passed Medicare Prescription Drug bill in Congress. The die was cast when Washington insiders set their sites on such a low goal to begin with, passing an extension of Medicare prescription drug coverage that the drug companies could live with. The decision was made: we can’t unlock the deathgrip the pharmaceutical industry has on Congress, so we’ll come to the table and negotiate (from a position of weakness in a Republican Congress) and we’ll see what comes out. What came out was a multibillion dollar boondoggle for the drug companies—new taxpayer money for new drugs and give up the right to bargain for the best prices. Oops! This won’t do, says Ted Kennedy now, after eagerly agreeing to the talks, everyone stop everything and fight this. Too late. It passes in the face of a confused public. How can you muster a grassroots fight to stop something that might or might not be good for you or bad for you? We asked for too little and were trounced. A savvy reader might point out at this juncture, but Sara, you’re trounced either way: You push for single payer health care and you’re rolled. You push for a modest extension of coverage of prescription drugs and you’re rolled. What’s the difference? The difference is that in the first instance you’re back where you started but with a full-fledged joyful fight under your belt and in the second instance you’ve actually lost ground with a massive diversion and possibly undermining of the most successful health program we have: Medicare. Those of us who care about universal health care, affordable housing, creating jobs that pay a real living wage, top-notch schools, clean air and clean water, need to start playing to win. We need to look at what needs to be done, see what needs to be changed to get there and make a plan to do it. This is true whether it’s a 10, 20, 30 or 50 year plan. Those years are going to come whether we plan them or not. When we sit down and we look at how do we get from here to there, we can easily get overwhelmed, but we mustn’t be. We need to take it seriously and break it down into manageable chunks. Not of low expectations, but of real winable fights that matter. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 24,April,2004 | 24-Hour Consensus After months of trying, the call came. 'I can have a construction crew outside your door at 9:00am Monday morning. All I need is the go-ahead and $1800 cash. Is it a go?' A go? A go?! I think. My God, it's got to be a go. I've spent months, months!, trying to find a contractor, real or fake, it didn't matter. And now, a good one. One I trust. Ready to go. It's got to be a go. But is it? All that stands between this go and me is 24 hours and a consensus. The consensus of 24 households. Consensus cannot be rushed. Consensus cannot be urged. Consensus must be *found* (the italics feature on this web service looks awful, sorry). You see, I live in cohousing. Southside Park Cohousing at the corner of 5th and T in downtown Sacramento. An intentional community of 24 households, well 25 really, but one doesn't count. The community operates by consensus. Yes. Don't play coy with me. You know what that means. You tried it once in your women's co-op, your recycling club or your group house. It's everyone agrees. No majority rule. Every person has veto power. It sucks. Big time. 'Yes!' I say, brightly. 'It's a go. Of course, it's a go. We'll see you Monday.' In a flash I'm off that line and onto another one. How will I pull this off? I've just got to. I've been trying for over a year to develop a consensus around paving my neighbor's pathway behind her house. She's disabled and rides a hand-operated bike or walks with crutches. It's really tricky for her to negotiate the uneven dirt path. I can't watch her go through this another week if we could do it now. So it's off to the races. I call two key households right away. The ones that everyone calls to see what they think if there's a problem (well, I'm one of those too, but I'm in). They're in. Next I work the perennial naysayers. I've got to get every single one of them neutralized or it's curtains. It's going well. I cross off household after household on my list. After living with these people for years, you know things. For example, you can't always let one member of the household speak for the other. You can get the husband, assuming he brings the wife along. And bob's your uncle, there's the wife showing up at the meeting threatening to blow the whole thing up. Oops, I realize! Even though we have the serendipity of a community meeting the next day where the decision can be legally made and even though I've gotten it onto the agenda in the last minute, there might not be a quorum! I could get everyone ready. Everyone on board. And the thing fails for lack of a quorum. Every lawyer's worst nightmare--win on the merits, fail on procedure. A rooky mistake. So, I call them back. If they're not going to be there, I need a written proxy stating they're for the expenditure *and* (this is key) they're for consensus without a quorum. Now technically it's dicey; if you don't have a quorum, you can't have consensus. And if you don't have consensus, how to you consent to waive the quorum? No matter. I proceed at high speed. I corner them at the Earth Day festival, when they're relaxing on the lawn. I corner them on their way to catch a plane to Europe. I consider visiting one household member in the hospital, to get her to sign a proxy--something akin to wheeling in Strom Thurmond to break a filibuster. 'You should be a lobbyist,' one of the neighbors quips. 'No. She should teach a *class* on lobbying,' another counters. The two of them fall over with laughter at my expense. Okay, I think. Let them have their laugh. Sure, I'm a trained lawyer and lobbyist. I've broken real filibusters in the U.S. Senate. But I have nothing now. I raise my kids. I teach my little lobbying class. Developing this consensus is likely to be my biggest personal political triumph of the year. I. Must. Prevail. But will I? Tune in tomorrow night... |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 23,April,2004 | What is a blog, exactly? That's roughly the level of on-line savvy of my average reader. The answer: no earthly idea. It's short for 'web-log,' but you know knew that, right? It's an on-line journal. My God, man, isn't it obvious?! I won't respond to anymore of these inquiries! Snichols Announces Snout-based Movie-rating System--first movie, Dogville Although Snichols, the author of 'Snicholsblog,' renounced her love of pigs over a decade ago with a party on Capitol Hill, a haunting reminder remains (mostly in a box in her closet marked 'pigs' which may cause some faithful readers to hum 'pigs in the attic, there's no denying. pigs in the attic, there's bacon frying. they are blue. you are pink. they leave no hairs in the bathroom sink...') Yes, despite, or perhaps because of, this long dead porcine obsession designed primarily for people to have something to give you on Christmas (or Hanukah--when winter comes, look for my 'Shiksa Hanukah' series), I find that the only way that I can convey my rating system for movies is not stars, nor thumbs nor animated popcorn, but rather snouts (up to be precise)--(:) To give you a sense of my system and sensibilities (the new Jane Austin): Level (:) = 'Bill and Coo,' the all-parrot western Level (:) (:) = 'Clan of the Cave Bear' with Darryl Hannah--grunt if you want me Level (:) (:) (:) = 'Kramer vs. Kramer' good acting, good script, okay, what's next? Level (:) (:) (:) (:) = 'The Big Easy' 'You ain't from around hea, ah you sha?' Level (:) (:) (:) (:) (:) = 'Moulin Rouge' this movie was made for me! Play it again! 3 Snouts Up for Dogville -- 'Our Town' Gone to Hell I rode my bike to the Tower Theater (Save the Tower!) and saw the movie Dogville. I'm too tired to do it justice now, but I think you should see it. It's like Thorton Wilder's 'Our Town' gone to Kafka hell before your eyes. I'm certain I've never seen a movie like it before--shot entirely on a sketchy crime scene of a set. It's not as hard to watch as I'm implying, but requires more of the patience of a Eugene O'Neill experience, with all the philosophy, but without the glorious dialogue--very memorable though and completely unique. The only reason I'd deny it the 4th snout up is that I didn't think it was that well-written or acted, but it was certainly well-conceived and extremely riveting. The straight poop on cubscouts Let's set the record entirely straight: the game I played with my son's cub scout troop is called 'the movie game.' Invented by me and a group of twisted theatre kids in 1979 over a couple of bottles of Boones Farm Strawberry Hill (oh God, was I sick), the game went on to achieve its 15 minutes in Lisa Birnbach's College Handbook description of Reed College's favorite drinking game. Decades later, I morphed it back into a kids game, minus the drinking and the obscenity. I'll describe how to play it another time. Sara |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 22,April,2004 | Where there's a Who, there's a Horton! Hey, remember that public financing bill I told you about? Horton, Levine, Longville and a last minute addition of Gene Mullin from San Mateo, voted for it in the Elections Committee Wednesday--it passed without a vote to spare! Bill Magavern, Sierra Club, husband, father of my children, was one of the many Who's who chorused loud enough for Horton to hear them and vote the right way. Now it's on to the Assembly Appropriations Committee, aka Graveyard. My Bill & his Sierra Club Well, while I was trying to get semi-catatonic cub scouts to play the tame version of a game my college friends used to know as 'fuck me fuck me' (oh boy, this sounds really bad...), my Bill & his Sierra Club were rockin' and rollin' today even more than usual. The Sierra Club board successfully fended off its hostile anti-immigrant takeover and Bill bashed hummers in the New York Times. I can't find the link, so this AP cut & paste will have to do. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- April 22, 2004 Schwarzenegger Has Yet to Retrofit Hummer By THE ASSOCIATED PRESS Filed at 6:06 a.m. ET LOS ANGELES (AP) -- Labeled an environmentalist-come-lately as a candidate, Arnold Schwarzenegger answered his critics by announcing plans to retrofit one of his gas-swilling Hummers to run on eco-friendly hydrogen power. ``I think that's where the future of fuel will be going,'' he said at the time. But seven months later, the high-tech Hummer has yet to hit the road. For the moment, the project has produced more talk than torque. Seven companies submitted bids to do the work -- ranging in cost from $40,000 to $150,000 -- but no contract has been signed, said Rick Margolin, assistant director of Energy Independence Now, a Santa Monica group that evaluated the proposals on behalf of the governor. ``He does have people working on it,'' Margolin said. Schwarzenegger, who has owned as many as six of the enormous SUVs at one time, raised his proposal for a clean-fuel vehicle with officials in the Hummer division of General Motors Corp. But for now the company is not engineering a hydrogen-fueled Hummer for him or anyone else. ``It's out there as an idea,'' said David Caldwell, a spokesman for Hummer. ``It's not something that exists currently. It's not something you would expect to see in the near future.'' He added, ``We would never do a Hummer on any energy source that would not perform like a Hummer is supposed to perform.'' Schwarzenegger took delivery of the first Hummer made available to the public more than a decade ago, a civilian version of a military vehicle that caught the public's attention during the Gulf War. His popularity in Hollywood helped transform the brand into a favorite status vehicle. He was forced to defend his association with the hulking, low-mileage Hummer during the campaign when rivals questioned his environmental credentials considering his choice of transportation. General Motors markets and distributes the latest version of the vehicle, the 6,400-pound H2, and estimates it gets 10 to 13 miles per gallon. Dealers put the figure at 8 to 10 mpg. The issue hasn't vanished. Activists planned a Thursday news conference in Sacramento to urge the governor to stop driving his signature vehicle, citing its impact on air quality. Sierra Club lobbyist Bill Magavern said the gas-greedy Hummer ``wreaks havoc to our environment'' but viewed the governor's promise to retrofit his sport utility vehicle as ``largely irrelevant.'' ``The Hummer is the opposite kind of vehicle from what we would like to see on California streets,'' he said. ``What's more important to us is whether he keeps his promise to reduce California air pollution by 50 percent. ... We have yet to see his strategy.'' There was no mention of his Hummer on Tuesday, when Schwarzenegger directed state agencies to work with private companies and research groups to develop a statewide network of stations offering hydrogen fuel within six years: ``Your government will lead by example,'' he said in announcing the initiative. With the governor working on the alternative-fueling plan, the retrofitted Hummer was ``pushed down on the priority list,'' Margolin said. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 21,April,2004 | Blog Me Flog Me Make Me Write Bad Checks Hey, thanks for signing up to receive my blog on a regular basis. Quite a vote of confidence, given how uniformly boring and tame my first few entries have been. Complaints have been issued from some quarters who are more used to my incendiary, obscene, Pigbitch S. Thompson style of journalism and less used to my informative, sincere, public-has-a-right to know mode. How to reconcile them? No fucking idea... National Thought for the Day: Better Marketing for the Good Guys You're going to have to get used to this now if you're going to be one of my readers--I have rants. One of my rants is what I call 'Jif peanut butter marketing.' When Madison Avenue has to sell an inferior product, one of its tricks is to advertise the product using its weakest, not strongest, attribute. If this is the first you are hearing about this, you'll now notice it everywhere you go. The most obvious examples are junk food sold for their healthful properties. How do they sell Jif Peanut Butter? 'Choosy moms choose Jif .' If you're choosy, no way would you choose the peanut butter that contains way more salt and sugar than real peanut butter, which is just ground-up peanuts. Same with Kool-Aid or Hi-C--crap in a can--'filled with vitamin C' or of course the recent KFC marketing of fried chicken as health food. Think fast: what's the worst thing about HMOs? Limited choice of doctor, poor quality of care. Everywhere you'll see billboards selling HMOs on choice of doctor and quality of care. Citibank sells you credit cards by making fun of identity theft (to see how Consumer Federation of California makes fun of Citibank go to these hilarious spoofs: urlLink CFC Spoofs ) The important issues have so much going for them, that's why the good guys always hype 'we're for clean environment, jobs that pay a living wage, affordable housing.' But what if that's not the right approach? What if we need to start marketing like Madison Avenue to get people back to our side? 'Be Progressive, do it for the fringe benefits.' 'Uncle Sam does it quicker, better and cheaper.' 'Pay your taxes, America needs the money more than you do.' On a closely related topic, read urlLink How the Democrats Were Betamaxed telling how Republicans have 'betamaxed' the American public into buying Republicans, a weaker product, instead of Democrats, the product that more meets their stated needs. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 20,April,2004 | Ah-nold Intrigue: Doing what he puts his mind to, or not? Like the rest of the nation, I find it fascinating to watch Governor Arnold. Oh, not so much because he's a movie star--I only recently saw one of his movies for the first time, the one where he's pregnant and looked better than I did in maternity outfits--but because he seems to be the very epitome of actualization. I tend to agree with Dan Weintraub's column in the Sacramento Bee today urlLink 4/29/04 Weintraub Column (and I don't often agree with Weintraub anymore). Weintraub looks at the Governor's can-do attitude and asks the question, when is he going to use it to deliver on his promise to disinfect the corrupt government with sunshine. 'I will open up the windows and doors of government,' he said, before he was elected. 'No more decisions in the dark.' So far, his top 'victories' have been backroom deals. But he is capable of amazing feats. Witness his turn around of the recent (ill-advised, in my opinion) pair of initiatives to borrow California's way partially out of this year's debt. The initiatives were polling at 39% a month out. He campaigned vigorously pronouncing, with all the vigor of a daily affirmation, 'they will pahss.' And they did, over 60% of voters opted to leverage their future. Think what he could do if he applied that power to something that really mattered, like getting public financing of elections for the State of California, or universal health coverage. International National Outrage: SIERRA MAGAZINE STORY REVEALS U.S. MINING COMPANY'S SUPPORT OF TERRORISTS LINKED TO AL-QAEDA Read the amazing Sierra Club story at urlLink http://www.sierraclub.org/terrorism revealing how a Denver-based mining company secretly paid off Al-Qaeda-linked terrorists under the auspices of 'international security.' ABC is reporting on it on Primetime Thursday too. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 19,April,2004 | Political Alert--Will Horton hear a Who? Will California take its first major step towards clean public financing of elections like the voters opted for in Arizona and Maine? Tomorrow, March 20th, the California State Assembly's Elections Committee is scheduled to vote on AB 2949, the public financing of elections (or 'Clean Money') bill introduced by Assemblymember Loni Hancock (D-Berkeley). As of last night, Chair John Longville (D-San Bernardino) and Assemblymember Lloyd Levine (D-Los Angeles) were inclined to support the bill. The bill needs one more vote to clear its first hurdle. The two Republican members of the committee are committed to voting no. That leaves Assemblymember Jerome Horton (D-Inglewood), fresh from defeating the Walmart, as the key vote. Will Horton, usually motivated by money and self-interest, be true to his constituents' interest and vote for this historic measure? If you live in any of these members districts, call them. For more information check out the website for the California Clean Money campaign: urlLink www.caclean.org Stay tuned... Local recommendation of the day: Aching back? A good masseuse in Sacramento is Sandra D'Amici (916) 752-8765 -- On J between 26th and 27th. Unsolicited advice of the day: Have goals Quiz, who said 'the main thing that gets in the way of people achieving their goals is not having any'? Answer: me (and everyone). If you want to accomplish anything at all, get goals--big ones--the kind that make you feel like a little kid waiting for Christmas. Write them down on an index card at least once a day. Even that little act will put you on the road to achieving them--no matter what you do (oh, and subscribe to urlLink Rich Results newsletter). Peace, Sara |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 18,April,2004 | My First Blog Ever Aha! Almost a year after my last birthday when my brother suggested I create a Blog, I create one. Wow. Here I am. My very own blog. Checkout my picture in today's Sacramento Bee front page of Metro section story 'Broadway Plan Raises Hackles.' urlLink http://www.sacbee.com/content/community_news/sacramento/story/8946499p-9872695c.html It's an okay picture--I made sure I stood slightly behind the guys in front of me to minimize my hips--but I'm listed as 'President' of the Southside Park Neighborhood Association, which I'm not. I'm the 'chair.' This may strike you as a distinction without a difference, but it has resonance in my community. Anyway, I'm glad Terri Hardy wrote the article. The surrounding neighborhoods to Broadway in Sacramento are concerned about the apparent interest of our City Councilmember in giving control of the revitalization of this strip to business interests, to the disadvantage of neighborhood groups. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 31,May,2004 | Which Way, Bill Magavern? Listen to my (okay, the Sierra Club's ) Bill (gently) improve upon Ah-nold's gas-saving tips on Warren Olney's popular urlLink Which Way L.A.? show (scroll down to Reporter's Notebook and click to listen). |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 27,May,2004 | Sara's Silly Subaru Saga 1999 - buy white Subaru Legacy Wagon brand new, 'Brighton' bottom-of-the-line loss leader model from Shingle Springs Subaru (negotiate great price using techniques so excellent Public Citizen President Joan Claybrook, former head of National Highway Traffic Safety Administration once asked me to help her negotiate car purchase). 2002 - tree limb falls on roof, comprising passenger cage. Sara is convinced by auto safety expert Rosemary Shahan that car cannot be safely driven again. Cannot get declared totalled. Car is impeccably repaired under close supervision. Then we purchase 1998 white Subaru Legacy Wagon 75,000 miles, lotsa options from urlLink Shiller's Subarus . 2004 - (two weeks ago) Sara rear ends a car that rear ends a car in a classic mommy driving kids to school accident. 'Mommy, you didn't fill out this permission slip!' 'What permission slip, oh, that one...wait, look out!...' CRASH Car being fixed. Have PT Cruiser rental paid for by insurance--woo hoo! Look at us in the PT Cruiser! Oh, it's 'totalled' (as in, they can recoup enough by selling it for scrap to offset cost of settlement). Back to urlLink Shiller's Subarus . (last week) This time I buy a 2002 silver Subaru Legacy Wagon, 89,000 miles loaded. Sam Shiller grows used Subaru's on his little farm outside of the Sonoma County Airport. I've known several people who have bought from him. It's well worth the trip. He and his wife are the salts of the earth. They certify these vehicles have never been crashed and they get them in top condition for you. They sell them to you at the bottom of the dealer blue book price and don't dicker. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 27,May,2004 | Meeting between Kerry and Nader The New York Times reported last week on the meeting between Kerry and Nader--if you haven't read it, do so.* It will likely make you feel better about both of them. urlLink Kerry Woos Nader, Who Deems Him 'very Presidential' *it's free to read the NY Times on-line, but if you're not registered with the NYT, you'll have to do so--it's worth it because you can do it without getting spammed and them you'll be able to link to their articles |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 26,May,2004 | President Gore Speaks Al Gore's statement issued today is nothing less than presidential. It is impossible to do it justice through any remarks I might utter in this ridiculous blog, but you can't blame a blogger for trying. If it were the speech of a sitting President, rather than a defeated candidate for President, it would be remembered and quoted. If it were John Kerry's stump speech, we would be on our feet 'til we turned numb. It calls for resignation of Rumsfeld, his deputies, Condoleeza Rice, and George Tenet. It eloquently, and quite perfectly, says everything that needs to be said about the court-appointed President, his team, and the conditions he has created. To quote only a bit: George W. Bush promised us a foreign policy with humility. Instead, he has brought us humiliation in the eyes of the world... These horrors were the predictable consequence of policy choices that flowed directly from this administration's contempt for the rule of law. And the dominance they have been seeking is truly not simply unworthy of America--it is also an illusory goal in its own right. Our world is unconquerable because the human spirit is unconquerable, and any national strategy based on pursuing the goal of domination is doomed to fail because it generates its own opposition, and in the process, creates enemies for the would-be dominator. To read the rest, urlLink click here . |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 24,May,2004 | More on Randi Rhodes A few weeks ago, I plugged urlLink the Randi Rhodes Show (AM 1240 in Sacramento) as being the left's answer to Rush Limbaugh. Now, after several weeks of listening to her (and Al Franken) regularly, I second my own motion: she is Limbaughesque, in the extreme. To wit, I am afraid I must report that, like Limbaugh, she is grossly inaccurate, rude and very seldom knows what she's talking about. Moreover, she's not so much 'left' as profoundly anti-Bush and pro-Kerry. What put me over the edge was her rant on Nader--not unexpected and not undeserved--however she repeated several times that Nader had 'founded the Green Party' to run in '00 and that the Green Party had 'rejected him as their standard bearer' this year and so Ralph was forced to desperately turn to that 'loser Ross Perot's Reform Party' for help. As most of my readers know, none of these statements are true. Specifically, Ralph did not found the Green Party; it is more accurate to say that he rejected their nomination than vice versa and lastly, it seems more strategic to turn to the Reform Party than anything else--'loser Ross Perot' was polling ahead of both Clinton and Bush in May of 1992 and the skeletal structure of his party gets Ralph easy access to several key states. She also called Ralph an 'egomaniac,' a term I've heard people I respect throw around as well. I strongly disagree with that, but I'll call it a debateable point rather than flat ass wrong. Don't misunderstand me. I still enjoy the show. It's just that from here on out, I think you'll find the reception better from on top of a lick of salt. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 20,May,2004 | (:)(:) Two Snouts Up for Calendar Girls I thought I was going to just love this movie. Great story (nude middle-aged women). Great cast (Helen Mirrin). Came highly recommended. Instead, to me it had about the production and script value of a quickie made-for-tv-movie. Just about every 'twist and turn' was predictable from 5 steps out. What is the value of a true story if it's not stranger than fiction? |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 18,May,2004 | Faithless Unitarians in Bush Country According to the Austin Star-Telegram , the Texas Comptroller has denied a Unitarian Church tax-exempt status on the grounds that it 'does not have one system or belief.' So, a centuries-old religion to which 2 former U.S. Presidents belonged, has been deemed belief-less. With even religious freedom threatened by the Bushocracy, why am I the only one who seems to believe that we could win a campaign against Bush on freedom issues alone? Freedom is the defining issue for Americans. Question: what swings voters? Answer: freedom of choice over women's bodies, freedom to own a firearm. Bush's supporters are running ads talking about Bush fighting for freedom, working to preserve America's freedoms. Yet, America's freedoms are facing their greatest threat in 50 years: freedom to speak, freedom to associate, freedom to check out whatever books you want, freedom to fly, freedom to vote, freedom to tithe to a Unitarian church are all under systematic attack by the Bush administration. Even though I am equally passionate about the rights to due process, freedom from unreasonable search and seizure and habeas corpus, we need not launch this campaign for freedom by fighting, as we usually do, in the context of the rights of 'criminals.' The average American will never identify with criminals. Bush will continue to be able to play upon fears and insecurities and us vs. them to justify the need for stripping us of our cumbersome civil liberties. But should we make it easy on the ABCs (Ashcroft, Bush and Cheney) of fascism? I say, no. We should take a page from Karl Rove's playbook. Rove succeeded in getting Kerry to play defense for days on whether he was really a legitimate war hero. The lynchpin of Bush's campaign is fighting for our freedom. Let's ask, what freedom? What is Bush fighting for? The scandal in Abu Ghraib prison is just the tip of the iceberg of what price freedom for Bush. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 18,May,2004 | Zingale on Gay Marriage Check out (former Davis chief-of-staff, Director of Dept. of Managed Health Care) Daniel Zingale today on Tavis Smiley NPR show today on gay marriage. Airs in Sacramento KXJZ 89.5 1:30pm. Daniel 'doesn't think Karl Rove will like it...' |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 17,May,2004 | I just met a girl named Maria So my mom is all excited about this interview with Maria Shriver she read in Sacramento Magazine . It details the children's books she's written to answer questions she gets from her own on various tough topics like death ( What's Heaven?), disability ( What's Wrong With Timmy? ) and Alzheimer's disease ( What's Happening to Grandpa? ). That's all well and good, but what I don't understand is why so little has been made of the book she's currently writing-- Why Did Daddy Grope Those Ladies? --which should be a huge bestseller. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 16,May,2004 | One step ahead of MoveOn.Org Dude. Check it out: 2 days ago I called for a campaign on Kerry to be bold and articulate a vital and winning strategy to get out of Iraq; and today, MoveOn.Org does exactly urlLink that . Can I call it, or what? (uh-oh, I'm starting to talk like Dik) On the off chance that you're not on the list of the most effective and important national on-line advocacy group ever. Here's what they have to say: Dear friend, As George Bush's poll numbers drop quickly, John Kerry is facing an important choice -- perhaps the most important choice he'll make in his campaign. He has to decide whether, as some consultants will urge, he should be cautious and run toward the center, or whether he should present a bold agenda for change and rally Americans around a vision for our future. Through his history, Kerry has made a practice of standing up for bold initiatives to provide health care, protect the environment, and safeguard the right to reproductive choice. Together, we need to let him know that we want him to be his best, boldest self -- to go big, ask more of us, and power his campaign on the politics of hope. Please join me in calling on John Kerry to 'go big' at: urlLink http://www.moveonpac.org/gobig/?id=2845-3349305-nC7MUGKp49Zo_f4Dk5BpXQ Thank you. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 16,May,2004 | Okay, It's Trippi & Huffington All right, I've been reminded that it's Arianna Huffington and Joe Triffi who are spearheading this campaign to convince Kerry to do the right thing on Iraq as a strategy for taking back the White House. Link to urlLink Arianna's Blog to read about the campaign sign the petition to Kerry. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 14,May,2004 | Mandatory Reading: Marine killed Innocent People Sadly the national media is unlikely to pick up an important story in today's urlLink Sacramento Bee --it's an amazing interview with a recently-returned Marine who recounts in detail (although not in a gory way), the routine killing of innocent civilians in Iraq and how it disillusioned him to Bush and the justness of the war. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 14,May,2004 | Let's Pressure Kerry on the war Hey, you know, it just hit me like a ton of bricks: I helped raise $63,000 for Kerry's campaign and I don't think he's pushing the President enough on the war. MoveOn.org and the Kerry campaign and the DNC are on my back every f***ing day to do more for Kerry, and I will, but hey, let's put some pressure on him too. He's our best chance for really making the case to the public and putting the heat on Bush. How shall we do it? And what shall the message be? And who else is doing this that we can piggyback on? And how can we do it without undermining him or highlighting the 'flip-flop' that the White House is trying to tag him with? |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 13,May,2004 | (:)(:)(:) Three Snouts Up for Wilbur Wants to Kill Himself Before I talk about the movie, I have to add and subtract some previous snouts (I'm just getting the hang of this whole movie critic thing and my snout-based rating system). 1 or 2 of you that actually read my blog will remember that I gave Dogville 3 snouts up and Japanese Story 4 snouts up (out of a possible 5 snouts). In hind(quarter)sight, that really should have been reversed: Dogville was the better, more unique, creative and enduring movie. Now for Wilbur : I liked the movie very much--it is a small independent picture by the director of Italian for Beginners . It is sweet, well-acted and well-conceived. Despite the title, the movie is not at all depressing. You care about these people and what happens to them and you believe that these are their real lives running a down-at-the-heels book shop in Glasgow. Jamie Sives is dreamy and compelling as the magnetic yet despicable Wilbur--I wouldn't be surprised if we eventually see him on the American screen. Even the most minor characters in the strange hospital that intersects with this family's lives are well-drawn, well-acted and interesting. See it, and let me know what you think. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 12,May,2004 | From the Washington Post: Nader's Advice To Kerry By William Raspberry Ralph Nader, according to many who say they used to admire him, has become the self-centered star whose press clippings have gone to his head, the dog in the manger, the skunk at the Democratic garden party. After all, the man whose name comes to mind at the mention of the phrase 'consumer advocate' is also the man who almost certainly helped elect President Bush -- by siphoning away a few thousand Florida votes that otherwise would have gone to Al Gore. And now he's running for president again! Well, the advice here is that the Democrats -- very much including presumptive nominee John Kerry -- would do well to pause in their brick-throwing long enough to listen. Because what Nader is offering, he genuinely believes, is a road map to a Kerry victory. 'A part of the problem,' Nader said in an interview last week, 'is that the Democrats have become too cautious -- too indentured to the same money the Republicans are dialing for. Kerry's consultants and handlers are telling him to tone it down, and he has. For example, he's now saying, 'I'm not a redistributionist, I'm a centrist,' and that speaks volumes. Because the issue isn't redistributing wealth in the old-fashioned sense but stopping the redistribution that's already going on through corporate welfare.' In fact, ending corporate welfare is one of 10 elements of what Nader is certain would be a winning campaign. 'Democrats would like it, but so would lots of conservatives, liberals and progressives who don't like the way wealth is being redistributed in this country.' Here are some other ideas on Nader's list: * Support a living wage. Kerry should propose a living wage -- and act as though he means it. Huge numbers of Americans (10 million households) earn less than $10,000 a year. Those workers would be substantially better off if the minimum wage had simply been indexed for inflation -- 'like congressional salaries' -- over the past 35 years. * Go after corporate crime. 'This would attract a lot of conservatives to his cause -- certainly as many as there are Reagan Democrats. I'm talking about people whose 401(k)s have been destroyed by what Enron and the others have done through corporate greed.' * Repeal the Bush tax cuts for the wealthy. The prospective yield turns out to be 'almost exactly what the American Society of Civil Engineers said last year it would take to restore America's deteriorating infrastructure' -- roads and bridges, schools, libraries, water and sewer systems, public buildings. 'Everybody could get behind this, from labor unions to the Rotary, from workers to the corporate suppliers. And the best part is that it would create thousands of good-paying jobs that can't be outsourced to China.' * Protect the poor. Low-income Americans have no legal protection for many of their ordinary transactions -- either because the appropriate legislation hasn't been enacted or because of 'a congealed lawlessness that goes unprosecuted.' Nader's list includes check-cashing businesses for people who don't have access to bank accounts, tax-refund loans at usurious rates, rent-to-own schemes, dumping of tainted meat and shoddy merchandise in inner-city outlets, bank red-lining, and all manner of predatory lending. 'Democrats should flock to this issue, and the Republican blur machine couldn't do a thing about it. You know how they blur issues: passing an inadequate prescription bill and saying that takes care of the elderly, or passing No Child Left Behind and saying that takes care of education.' Nader says Kerry should demand reform of a tax code that taxes work more than it taxes wealth; promote reduced reliance on fossil and nuclear energy; and support a reversal of policies that 'make it almost impossible to form a union in the private sector anymore.' As for the war in Iraq: Kerry needs to set a date for withdrawal of American troops and companies. 'The way to separate mainstream Iraqis from the insurgents is to make clear that there will be no American occupation -- stop building those 14 military bases -- and no puppet government. Bring in peacekeepers from neutral countries and from Egypt and elsewhere in the Arab world, until Iraqi forces take hold with internationally supervised elections.' 'If Kerry takes these positions,' Nader concludes, 'the only thing he'll have to worry about is how big will be his landslide.' Maybe. At the very least, it would provide an answer to those who've been looking for some reason to support Kerry besides the fact that he isn't Bush. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 12,May,2004 | Ralph and Me I know, I know. The emails keep coming. Sorry people, but the cock is never gonna crow thrice with me and Ralph. He's my hero and Joan Claybrook thinks I may be the only person in America who has a signed written apology from him. That doesn't stop me from wholeheartedly supporting Kerry this time. Nor does it stop me from wishing that Ralph would energize his 9 percentage points to vote for Kerry, but you're not gonna get me to say it's his ego or that he's selfish. This is a man who built a vast network of public interest organizations by putting the truth and issues above ego. He never wanted it to be about him. He has always loved to see other advocates come into their own, get the byline, the spotlight, the gig on Nightline. He has never played the Mirror, Mirror on the Wall game, not with anyone. But he is arrogant and he is sure he is right. That pigheaded quality has generally served him well, but sometimes it hasn't. Jeez, the whole way I got that apology was that I had organized a dinner at $5,000 a head with wealthy arab-americans to support single payer health care. All Ralph had to do was waltz across the street to his favorite lebanese restaurant and put in an appearance. He wouldn't and we had words. He wouldn't because health care was Sid Wolfe's turf, not his, and he wasn't going to intrude on it and it wasn't his responsibility. We had words because I wouldn't take no for an answer. So I know Ralph can be pigheaded, but he had to apologize to me because he thought I was too pigheaded. This tour of duty is entirely consistent with how Ralph has always been, uncontrollable and more concerned with telling the truth and letting the chips fall where they may, be they on Democrats or Republicans. Let's just hope we don't all end up covered with chips this fall... |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 11,May,2004 | How can America get out of Iraq? Radical researcher turned provocative lawyer Chris McGinn writes, As the situation in Iraq goes from bad to worse, Noam Chomsky, Jonathan Schell, Howard Zinn and William Polk outline possible exit strategies for the US-- urlLink read the Guardian. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 11,May,2004 | Kerry Beats Clinton Hands Down This is true in so many ways, but the way I mean now is that everyone needs to stop fretting. Everyone keeps talking about trouble in the Kerry campaign, but all the polls show a statistical dead heat between a relatively unknown challenger and an incumbent President. The Bush operation has been playing defense for several days straight due solely to their own ineptness on the world stage. 75% of the American people are 'shocked and appalled' by the torture of prisoners in Iraq (leaving aside that the same 75% is completely unaware and unconcerned that similar abuses happen every day in American prisons). In May of 1992, Bill Clinton was running third for President against Big George after Ross Perot, 19 points down. Granted he was the comeback kid, but we've got the (gag me) 'comeback Kerry.' My point is that if this is 'foundering,' let 'em founder and we can laugh all the way to the inauguration. |
3,163,405 | female | 43 | indUnk | Gemini | 11,May,2004 | Getting Used to Air America Radio After 3 1/2 days of lotsa listening to Air America (AM 1240 in Sacamento, find a station near you urlLink here ), better known as that new liberal Al Franken radio network, I really love it. But it takes a little getting used to. Normally I only listen to rabid talk radio when it's 2am and I'm on the interstate outsida Gary, Indiana trying to get to Buffalo by dinner time--that is to say, almost never. And there's a big fat reason for that (his initials are R.L.). Al Franken of course wants to be the leftwing answer to Rush--after listening a while, I can tell you he's not. He's too laidback and generally sweet to pull that off. Oh, he is funny. And they've wisely paired him with a Minnesota public radio pro who knows more about staying funny on the air all morning. But the real anti-Rush is the afternoon host, urlLink Randi Rhodes . A hilarious, obnoxious, fast-talking Brooklynite who puts (even suspected) Republican callers right in their place and randomly switches from what she read in The New Yorker to how's she not getting laid to her problems getting the Pottery Barn to deliver her new couch (and 'why don't they selling any f***ing pottery?'). This show is to die for. |
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