5.22.2006

5.16.2006

Gnarls in Charge

Tonight I got crazy with the blog templates, y'all!

Adding two more reviews to my repetoire for this issue of Stylus:
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Glenn: Wolseley.
Also, guys, readers, "you people", should I post my reviews on my myspace blog?


5.12.2006

What's up, buddy?

I stay up all night, I go to sleep watching Dragnet, I never sleep alone because Jimmy is the magnet...

I'm going to be up for a while writing reviews for Stylus - deadline is tomorrow. I've got a big bag of candy, which is a bad idea when I'm writing since I like to cram food in my mouth when I get stuck on something...

Hey, I signed a lease! That's all you get for now as I am "back to work", i.e. eating candy.

5.05.2006

Google Image and "I've got a gut feeling"

No.1 with a bullet: Iron Prostate.

5.01.2006

I love KV

"Humor is a way of holding off how awful life can be, to protect yourself. Finally, you just get too tired, and the news is too awful, and humor doesn't work anymore."
and
"I apologize to all of you who are the same age as my grandchildren. And many of you reading this are probably the same age as my grandchildren. They , like you, are being royally shafted and lied to by our Baby Boomer corporations and government.
"Yes, this planet is in a terrible mess. But it has always been a mess. There have never been any 'Good Old Days,' there have just been days. And as I say to my grandchildren, 'Don't look at me. I just got here.'
"There are old poops who will say that you do not become a grown-up until you have somehow survived, as they have, some famous calamity - the Great Depression, the Second World War, Vietnam, whatever. Storytellers are responsible for this destructive, not to say suicidal, myth. Again and again in stories, after some terrible mess, the character is able to say at last, 'Today I am a woman. Today I am a man. The end.'
"When I got home from the Second World War, my Uncle Dan clapped me on the back, and he said, 'You're a man now.' So I killed him. Not really, but I certainly felt like doing it."
-Kurt Vonnegut, from A Man Without a Country, (which I am reading now and loving)