Conspiracy?

If you've got awhile, take a look. I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but this really makes you wonder.

http://www.livevideo.com/media/playvideo_fs.aspx?fs=1&cid=7F39E60C4F004BCC8062B5EB2F0F6891

http://www.serendipity.li/wot/911_a_hoax.htm

http://www.rense.com/general70/3o.htm

http://video.google.co.uk/videosearch?q=911+hoax&emb=0#

A Song Dallas Should Listen To

Lazy Saturday Mornings are the Shiznit

Muh toes are cold. I blame my not moving for three hours, but rather sitting on my computer, playing Drakan. Yes, I have spent the last three hours as a tall, redhead with an extremely long sword running around killing Warthoks. They are giant pig/goblin/troll/beast things. They killed my people and kidnapped my little brother, and they will get their's, one at a time. Did I mention that said redhead also mounts a fire-breathing dragon who BBQs anything in his path?

If you don't go to college to be a doctor, you don't have to pay for the college. I know it's about the education and the future, but a doctor, really? That's like 8 more years in college. I couldn't ever do it.

I see that Mike reinstated his original blog. Go him. Also, nice poem Mike, it inspired me.

What is it about the word California that makes it sound so amazing in almost every song it is in?

Great news, Green Day's new album is coming out May 20!

Peaches

I don't know why I love this music video. It has like two lines total and they just end up fighting ninjas... I just love it. Go PUSA

Also, this guy looks like Sivert, or Sivert looks like him. I wonder who is older...

Prof...ounity.

And what if we don't hold in our anger, ever. We try to understand those who do. We try to understand those that let their past envelope them and let it become their existence. We try to see the anger in the world, try to see why it exists; we can't. To understand the anger, you yourself must become angry, and the empathy twists your emotions, and you lose yourself. There is a line between your personal feelings, and the feelings of those you are close to. When the two are so utterly different, you are forced to break away. You have to ignore the other feelings because if you don't then they will become your own personal feelings and then you lose yourself.

Broken Doll

For those who have never been at the complete mercy of gravity, and the texture of the fast approaching ground, it goes something like this-

Ah man ah man ah man ah man suck suck suck SMASH!

Sliiiiiiide...........

Roll roll roll.

Stop.

Am I dead?

Is my pelvis/leg/hip/broken?

I landed on my phone didn't I?

Thoughts/emotions in word-like form

I don't want to have these thoughts- they make me sad.
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They remind me of what I'll probably never have.

But it's a topic constantly on my mind.

Every thought in my head fights to lead, one way or another, to the object of my affection and constant attention.

I fight back, forcing serenity and order back into the connections and my mind calms.

Calm

Now I'm scheduled to enter the vicinity. There is no welcome. No smiles.

I make my move. Smiles. Banter. I gaze and my gaze is welcomed and returned. I can look but I can't touch.

Time ruins everything and the parting is not addressed. Compliment on today's dress.

Always so beautiful.

Repeat

This time, comparing thumbs, our hands brush.

Flutter

Flutter

Flutter

Blue blue eyes.

I love blue eyes.

My humor is received but it feels stupid. Laughter all the same.

I tell myself it's all a waste of time. It's all a waste of time.

Or is it? More contact. Hands, feet, legs. What does this all mean?

Subtly, and I don't think I can detect the message.

What is the message? It hurts to think about it.

It hurts not to.

Hot Rod

Rod- Kevin, did you reinforce the takeoff ramp?
Kevin- No, we didn't have time.

Frank- Never sneak up on a man who's been in a chemical fire.

Dave- You know pools are just perfect for holding water.

Rod-My safeword will be whiskey
Kevin- I'm sorry Rod, what was that?
Rod- Whiskey
Kevin-You're saying it weird
Rod-Saying what weird
Kevin- All of it
Rod- Where do you get off?
Kevin-I just don't get why you're saying it that way
Rod- Saying what what way?
Kevin- Forget it
Rod- I whill, I whill forget it.

Guy-My trailer, one of you is getting your dick hole smashed!
Reco- I'm freaking pumped! I've been drinking green tea all day!
I go to church every sunday, you gonna bring the demons outta me!
This is my hat, this is totally my hat

Rod- I'm sure you've heard that the plan to get you a new heart is going well
Frank- No
Rod-Well, it is...you can say thanks
Frank- No, I'm good
Rod-I see what you're trying to do Frank, but it's not gonna work. I'm afraid cooler heads have prevailed.
*Frank hits Rod in the face with a can*
Rod- YOU'RE THE DEVIL!
Rod's Mom- Frank, back to bed. Rod, outside.
Rod- Fine, have fun being married to SATAN!

Rod- so I thought it would be fun if we all go around and introduce ourselves. I'll go first. I'm Rod, and I like to party. Alright Dave, you're up.
Dave- Uh, hi, I'm Dave, and uh, I like to party.
Rod- Uh, actually Dave, I just said the I party, so maybe do something different.
Dave- Uh, I'm Dave and... I'm the stuntman.
Rod- Acually how about we just move on. Rico, you're up
Rico- Hi, I'm Rico, and I like to party.
Rod-Uh, Rico, what did I JUST say to Dave?
Rico- Who?
Kevin-I like to party, I'm Rod
Rod- No. You're Kevin.
Kevin- Right, Kevin. I party.
Rod- No. No, you don't. Alright, nobody parties but me.
Dave- Yes, and we party.
Rod- NO.
Rico- Yeah, just Rod
Rod- Yes.
Rico- And me.
Rod- NO! I'm the only one who parties.
Kevin- I'm pretty sure I've partied before.
Rod- No Kevin I know for a fact you don't party. You do not party.
Kevin- You're right, Dave's the party guy.
Dave- Ha ha, sweet.
Rod- Oh my gosh, shut up. Right, I'm just gonna do it myself.

After the riot
Rod- What the heeeeck? Was that because of us?
Dave- I dunno man, it started off super positive and then it just went crazy!
Rico (while carrying a stolen TV)- I know, it's disgusting how people will just take something good and just take advantage of it. There was no time to do any thing except just leave and just hope that you're not hurt.

Dave- Hey Rod, it's Dave, from the crew.
Rod- Hey Dave
Dave- Hey yeah I just wanted to call, see how you were doing, maybe you'd wanna hang out, maybe drive me to the hospital
Rod- Is everything okay?
Dave- Yeah, yeah... No. But if you wanna just stop by, I'm sure it's just precautionary.
Rod- Alright gimme a minute.
Dave- Ah, Rod thank you sooooo much.......Hey man, thanks for doing this for me, this is seriously one of the top ten nicest things anybody has ever done for me.
Rod- No problem... Ahhhhhh!!!
Dave-Ahhhhh!!
Rod-Dave, what happened to your eye?
Dave- Ah, it's totally serendipitous man. See, I got off work early, and my friend was like, "I've got this acid, but I can't do it", so I was like, "I'll do it". And by the time I got on my banana board, I was, trippin' balls pretty hard. So I decided to get on my bench grinder, and this piece of metal flew up and hit me right in the eye, which brings us to now.

Dave-Hospital?
Rod-Trash Can.
Dave-See ya.

Dave- Hey why's Rod kissin' his sister?
Kevin- Oh Denise isn't his sister
Dave-She's not? Oh, that totally shatters my entire universe.