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But but but ya gotta gnaw through the straps. Otherwise they won't replace 'em.

Hmm. Dread Professor Roberts. I like the sound of that. Now all I need is a doomsday cloak, a wagon, and two guys to push me around a light me on fire before classes.

You're probably right about Carradine. And most creative types, actually. Indeed, I'll rather write crap than not write at all.

benni, did you lose your pants again?

Practically diaper level. Hmm. Sorry to hear that. Name the scoundrel that is causing this stress, and I shall him fornicating with Bea Arthur by nightfall.

The current administration's policy seems to be, "How far can I stick this shotgun into my mouth?"

I guess I still give albums a chance because so much of the music I currently like took quite of bit of listening to really like. But then, most of the music I like couldn't be considered pop, and The Magnetic Fields are a pop band, so I really shouldn't have to work to like pop music, should I? I'm putting the new album away for a while with the intention of getting back to it eventually. Several years from now I might love it. But then again, I'm still waiting to get back to that Fear Factory album I set aside in high school.

I do agree that the film does seem completely unnecessary. But, I don't know. Seeing the preview, watching the chemistry that's still there between the two of them, wondering what in fact kept them from meeting up in the agreed upon six months, and how the ethos of the film will be different from the first; I'm interested. Very interested. Not so interested as to catch in the theatre, but certainly a rental.

Hmm. Drifting for two years does some kinda pleasant. I need about fourteen months to work through a quirk in my writing that I discovered three weeks before I graduated. But being miserable, though well paid, doesn't seem a proper destination. Hope you're working away from that yourself.

Carradine seems to have been in a lot of low budget films. Most sound dreadful, as do most of his t.v. roles. Still, I did rather like him in that Kung Fu: The Legend Continues for some ungodly reason. Maybe I'm just a Carradine mark.

Sounds like this faulty system is taking pieces of your mind with each false alarm.

[Edited on May 17, 2004 6:04PM]

Just a comment in regards to your statement in Stacie's journal about large flightless birds having a "killer" feeling about them...

Ya gotta figure, these things ARE descended from dinosaurs, with the closest "old-school-dino" relative being the Velociraptor. Flightless birds aren't all that far off from shifting fully back into that model.

(Useless bit of paleontological trivia: about 20 million years ago in Florida, there actually WAS a flightless bird that had shifted back into Velociraptor mode. Thing's name was Titanis, and the wings had reformed into arms, complete with functional fingers, and the feet had the Velociraptor-style ripper claws. Only real differences between it & Velociraptor were that Titanis didn't have the long-lizard-type tail, and it had a big-ass eagle-type beak rather than teeth. Oh, and Titanis was bigger... 10 feet tall.)

oh yes i love it!
and you....wooooo

The only bad thing about our alarm system is that we have to turn the motion detector off because the dog trips it when she walks up and down the stairs. We learned that by coming home from dinner to find a cop waiting for us.

It's snowing there? Fuck. I wish I was there. It was eighty-seven here yesterday and today is supposed to be hotter. I hate the heat. I want snow, dammit.

The Italian Girl sent me a voicemail where she did her Vanilla Ice impression of his reason why the bass line in "Ice Ice Baby" wasn't the same as in "Under Pressure." Always makes me smile.

I understand about the marriage thing. My brother has said pretty much the same sentiments that you have.

Emotional entropy, eh? Something I'll have to give some thought to. The post was made in a fit of anger after having had the usual Mother's Day, which consists of me being sardonic and my mother crying (honestly, we have a great relationship 364 days out of the year; Mother's Day, for reasons that perhaps are best left unexplored, is the one day when we really shouldn't be around each other), and me reflecting upon all of the other times I've had to compromise because of weaker people. Hmm. That really makes me sound like a bastard.

but, but, i've always been told that there is no such thing as a stupid question...

Good morning!

I'm glad you got busy when I got busy. Because if I was around I would've been crazy unfullfilled.

Well you know me. I'm back to normal so I will be here. But I guess we would know what it would be like if I was actually working a real job.

Hey where are you?

I miss you. Do you miss me?

I'm going back to court again tomorrow! It's the last day.

Love ya! Viki