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Thu, 25 Dec 2008 00:07:27 -05:00


really short lullaby

Twas a twinkle-toed tooth technician that thought the time taken to trace the train tracks to the edges of the daybreak would be something worthwile.    Whoooo-Whoo! Click click click click ping click whomp. ‘spquidge’ clack clack clack.  Boy was he wrong.  

Disorganize.

There are cigarettes in bottles that are scattered through the house.  From all the time we’ve spent alone or bored staring at the couch.  And the smoke perfume of solitude, swirls, circles like a ghost.  It whispers things like go to bed, or figure out the rules.   And you find yourself in hallways leading north but headed south.  ….

So the guitar sings a love song for a girl you’ve never met.  Inspired by the ones you loved and swore not to forget.  It’s a lullaby, a compost dry heave leaping from the air.  And the books all listen well, but they don’t care.

Its a carapace, a fallen glass that bounces on the ground.  Only chipping to a small degree and laughs.  I can see you in the future, but for now your not a-round.  I will wait, I will wait, till you are found. …

There’s a stroller bent and angled on the roadside far from me.  Representing all the children born to be all they can be. Every person here’s a boat that sails from sea to shining sea.  Don’t fix your sails to tight, and dontcha give a bum money.   They say God can be your anchor, but I lost mine long ago.  Now I travel like a fire in the snow.

Books are both the worst defense, and best at times like these. Here to comfort you, and guide you, keep you up when you need sleep.  The phonograph plays, but it wont keep a stea-dy beat. So you try to speed things up, and then you try to slow them down. You are asking for a life that’s not so organized.

Its a carapace, a fallen glass that bounces on the ground.  Only chipping to a small degree then laughs.  I can see you in the future, but for now your not a-round.  I will wait I will wait till you are found.

You Got Me Down

I haven’t had too much to drink the last couple days.

You got me down.

Iv’e been trying to spin away from it all.

Playing computer games, and listening to Lucinda Williams till 6:00 in the morning,

wondering if my car is getting towed.

Sick like heroin,

with you.

I rest restlessly, clawing myself in circular thought.

The rotten wisdom tooth dosen’t help,

Just wakes me back up, to wonder how you are,

If you are in the same state as me.

Loathing, but knowing the best choice is to let it go.

But you crawl around inside, despite the fact you know letting it go is right.

 I wonder if I am going to be alone. 

It wasn’t so bad before you came: alone was just fine.

I never understood the ones addicted to love, or something like it.

You were my wonderful habit.

You heard me, or at least let me speak.

Now the dialogue is internal, incomplete, or sticky camophlage

for the smoke in my lungs. 

Who takes the roll of soldier and insurgent,

Who cares? It doesn’t matter.

Perhaps its just growing older, and with age comes brittle bones. 

(Fuck you Lucinda Williams!

Your songs bow my back toward bottles of shiner bock, warm and yeasty. 

Toward a dwindling pack of Marlboro lights carelessly tossed anywhere.

Maybee I’ll get some cranberry juice.)

I wonder if you and I would have made it?

Or would it have just been more of the same?

Unhappy, but willing to go through it for the other one.

Happy, like your comforter on your bed makes you.

Home in a portable piece of cloth.

I wonder how you are all the time. What you’re doing.  If you’re happy.

Sometimes I shout for no reason,

I’m sure in time I will smile for no reason.

I miss you, and your bending hips, mischevious smile, .. and the fights too. 

I’m a peacenik who walked into a war,

You are a war that walked into a peacenic,

thats what I always said. 

Maybe I’m the asshole.

Now the war is a war to keep our dingy,

white flags in the air.

Waring with ourselves,

on our two separate sides. 

Hopping to win sometime soon,

But wanting so much not to.

 

Cupid

When I think of Cupid

I see a corpse in the trunk

of a  low ridding Cadilac.

I see precious moments cartoons,

and other clishes

that seem as artificial as a laugh

in a buisiness meeting.

When I think of Cupid-

I picture a circiling pack of black dogs,

pacing inbetween themselves,

waiting for the fight to break out.

I think of the light in one raindrop

your own star on your window

thinking/ twinkling,

Untill morning

when you wake updry and starless

I cant write for you.

I cant wait for them.

You are all I had love,

But you had all of… them.

The opposite of lite

is heavy.

The opposite of you

Is depressed and unsteady.

Like a surfer in a hurricain

you smile till you choke.

I captured you with words,

and then my voicebox broke.

 

That Which Keeps Us Moving

I walk each day through waves of sand.

With others every day.

We bring the oceans to the land,

And wait for yesterday.

For forty days and forty years

We travel. Play each word by ear.

And maybe stick with some strange part

To ancient voices in our heart.

We voyage like the Vikings did

Through acid, shops, and plastic lids,

And cancers, in the crippled veins

Of those we love, and those we bane.

We walk each day through waves of sand,

Forgotten thoughts of brilliant strands

And still we’re bound by some strange art

To ancient voices in our heart.

The Hebrews were the same as we,

Though they had thinner ancestry.

They walked in search of something true.

Gave homage to what kept them new.

And still today we walk with them

Attached to love, money, and sin.

Each day throughout the waves of sand-

Bound tight to us, like time to land.

I sit and wander aimlessly

To hear the voice that speaks to me

Through barricaded years of sand.

And though I fall apart, it stands.

It lures me through hoops and streams,

Crude oil nights, and limousines.

Perhaps the voice is just a cart

Fixed tight to us through ancient art?

(addendum)

Some make their past a present tense

With heptagonal leafs.

Some search for love erratically,

Since their first difficult secede.

And still some look ahead, strait on,

And voyage blindly “onward ho!”

To find what they’ve fought hard to find

Some are searching for their soul.

And still what makes us run the race?

What makes our motor spin and chase?

Or else lie down and just erase

Those things we hide, and those we hate?

Still voices, time, and seven seas

We penetrate to find the “me”

Through Deserts that we call our past,

Our futures, and our first, and last.

Attached to us though ancient strands

Of magic beads that push, or ban.

Someone

When Im with you

I feel like Hue Heffner,

Akward, and privilaged similtaniously.

You are different than I thought you might be.

In ways that turn me on like the heat in a lightbulb,

and off like autumn mist on a prarie fire.

You turn me and bring me back.

Blurring my senses.

You are Jessica Rabbit

and I am Dr. Seuse.

I feel like Edgar,

And you Annibell

Haunting.

Capable of creeping without being present.

Capable of the moon

From New York to Baton Rouge.

I’m a simple midnight cricket.

Capable of jumping high,

only to land on my feet

a few steps from where I left off.

why.

Turn a new leaf and leave it on the table

Light the lanters, and put paint on the stables

You’ve been docked at a phantom beach,

looking for neptune to fall.

Fathers, childern, facts, and fables.

The kremlin, Koran, parliment, dradles.

Mend and make you, bend and break you

as though just they exist, and you are their soul.

…Set out to a place where only cars exist,

take apart your engine, assemble it to fit.

and when the parts all co-exist

the stars will find their proper place,

The ocean is a massive place,

It’s smaller if you back away.

Spider brown, and earl grey

Sip or run, but find a way.

 

Mid night rain drops fell from the stars.

Got caught in an astrologers eyes.

Whiskey bottle, just a cylinder for sorrow,

But I think the bottle’s spunk a leak.

When nothng is your spirits pulse,

Skies fade blue to grey.

You can listin to the same old shit,

But all the meanings change.

It’s like it digs a home inside of you,

and you invite it to stay.

Like you’ll never let the feature leave its place.

A bag of bones in your minds back yard,

Peircing thought the day.

The doorknobs broken and your heart is out

still you cant keep it away.

Eating salted cereal,

Thinking of smiling,

I had to by whole milk

Cuz my bones feel so fragile,

My tears form two percent anyway.

kindadorky
Thu, 23 Mar 2006 18:51:26 -04:00
A Hand typed exerpt fomr Carrol Churchills “The Skriker” ( by FAR my fsavoirite piece of theatre)

Underworld.

JOHNNY SQAREFOOT, a giant riding on a piglike man, throwing stones. He goes off.

The SKRIKER, a shapeshifter and death portent, ancient and damaged.

 

SKRIKER.  Heard her boast beast a roast beef eater, daughter could spin span spick and spun the lowest form of wheat straw into gold, raw into roar, golden lion and lyonesse under the sea, dungeonesse under the castle for bad mad sad adders and takers away.  Never marry a king size well beloved.  Chop chip pan chap finger chirrup chirrup cheer up off with you’re making no headway.  Weeps seeps deeps her pretty puffy cream cake hole in the heart operation.  Sees a little blackjack thingalingo with a long long tale awinding.  May day, she cries, may pole axed me to help her.  So I spin the sheaves shoves shivers into golden guild and geld and if she can’t guessing game and safety match my name then I’ll take her no miss no me no.  Is it William Gwylliam Guillaume?  Is it John Jack the ladder in your stocking is it Joke?  Is it Alexander Sandro Andrew Drewsteignton? Mephistopheles Toffeenose Tiffany’s Timpany Timothy Mossycoat? No ‘t ain’t, says I, no tainted meat me after the show me what you’ve got.  Then pointing her finger says Tom tit tit!  Tomtom tiny tot blue tit tit!  Out of her pinkle lippety loppety, out of her mouthtrap, out came my secreted garden flower of my youth and beauty and the beast is six six six o’clock in the morning becomes electric stormy petrel bomb. Shriek! shrink! shuck off to a shack, sick, soak, seek a sleep slope slap of the dark to the shelter skelter away, a wail a whirl a world away.

 

Slit slat slut.  That bitch a botch an itch in my shoulder blood.  Bitch botch itch.  Slat itch slit botch.  Itch slut bitch slit. 

 

Put my hand to the baby and scissors seizures seize you sizzle.  Metal cross cross me out cross my heartburn sunburn sunbeam in my eyelash your back.  Or garlic lickety split me in two with the stink bombastic.  Or pin prick cockadoodle do you feel it?  But if the baby has no name better nick a name, better Old Nick than no name, because then we can have the snap crackle poppet to bake and brew and broody more babies and leave them an impossible, a gobbling, a no.

 

I’ve been a hairy here he is changeling changing chainsaw massacre massive a sieve to carry water from the well well what’s to be done?  Brother brewed beer in an eggshell.  I said I’m old old every so olden dazed but I never see saw marjory before three two one blast off!

 

Put me on a red hot shovel pushel bushel and a peck peck peck.  Gave me red hot metal in a piping hot metal in a pie ping pong what a stink.  Call the vicar to exorcise exercise regular sex a size larger six or seventh heaven and hellcat. 

 

Chopped up the hag whole hog higgledy pig in the middle.  Kelpie gallops them into the loch stock and barrel of fun fair enough and eats them, falls out of the water into love with a ladylike, his head in her lap lap lap, her hand in his hairy, there is sand in it there is and there is sand and shells shock.  Bloody bones hides in the dark dark dark we all go into the dark cupboard love all.  See through the slit where he sits on piles of bloody boney was a warrior and chews whom he likes.  Dollop gollop fullup.

 

But they’re so fair fairy fair enough’s as good as a feast day. Take them by the handle and dance in the fairy ring a ring ding sweet for a year and a day date data dated her and never finished the first reel first real dance in the fairy ring on your finger and bluebell would wouldn’t it.  Their friends drag ’em out dragon laying the country waste of time gentlemen.  Listless and pale beyond the pale moonlight of heart sore her with spirits with spirit dancing the night away in a mangy no no no come back again. 

 

Eating a plum in the enchanted orchard, cherry orchid, chanted orchestra was my undoing my doing my dying my undying love for you.  Never eat a fruit or puck luck pluck a flower if you want to get back get your own back get back to your own back to the wall flower. 

 

When did they do what they’re told tolled a bell a knell, well ding dong pussy’s in.  Tell them one thing not to do, thing to rue won’t they do it, boo hoo’s afraid of the pig bag.  Open bluebeard’s one bloody chamber maid, eat the one forbidden fruit of the tree top down comes cradle and baby.  Don’t put your hand in the fountain pen and ink blot your copy catching fishes eye and gluesniffer.  So he puts his hand in and wail whale moby dictated the outcome into the garden maudlin.  Everything gone with the window cleaner.

 

Don’t get this ointment disappointment in your eyes I say to the mortal middlewife but of course she does and the splendoured thing palace picture palace winter policeman’s ball suddenly blurred visionary missionary mishmash potato, and there was a mud hit mad hut and the mother a murder in rags tags and bob’s your uncle and the baby a wrinkly crinkly crackerjack of all trading places, because of course it was all a glamour amour amorphous fuss about nothing.  But she never lets on so she gets home safe and sound the trumpet.  But one day I’m in the market with b and put it in the oven helping myself and she sees ma and says how’s your wife waif and stray how’s the baby?  And I say what eye do you seize me with?  This eye high diddley, she says.  So I point my finger a thing at her and strike her blind alley cat o’ nine tails. 

 

Serve her right as raining cats and dogshit.  What ever you do don’t open the do don’t open the door.

 

I got a sweet sucker sweet till it melts in your mouth. Watched the bride a cock horse in her white lace curtain up trip through the grieve grove graveyard rosy and honeysuckle on her daddy’s armour, lurked and looked till the groom for one moribund strode up the pathtime.  Hold this candle the scandal I said, and he stood till it gutterbed and went out.  Then.  What? No wedding party frock! No broad no breed! no family life jacket potato, no friends in need you ask! A hungered yours hundred years later.  And a bit a bite a bitter bread and he was crumbs crumbling to dust panic.

 

Better forget them, not always be talking stalking walking working them over and understand still.  Yes better forgotten rotten leaves them alone.  We don’t need the knock kneed knead the dough re mi fa away so there la di da. Never think shrink so small about them at all a tall dark stranger than friction.  Then stop cockadoodle if you can can. 

 

They used to leave cream in a sorcerer’s apprentice.  Gave the brownie a pair of trousers to wear have you gone?  Now they hate us and hurt hurtle faster and master  They poison me in my rivers of blood poisoning makes my arm swelter.  Can’t get them out of our head strong.

 

Then get in their head body and tailor maiden has a perfect fit a frit a fright a frying tonight jar.

 

We’ll be under the bedrock a bye and by.  We’ll follow you on the dark roads at nightingale blowing.  No but they’re danger thin ice pick in your head long ago away.  Blood run cold comfort me with apple pie.  Roast cats alive alive oh dear what can the matterhorn piping down the valley wild horses wouldn’t drag me.

 

Revengeance is gold mine, sweet.  Fe fi fo fumbledown cottage pie crust my heart and hope to die.  My mother she killed me and put me in pies for sale away and home and awayday.  Peck out her eyes have it.  I’ll give you three wishy washy.  An open grave must be fed up you go like dust in the sunlight of heart.  Gobble gobble says the turkey turnkey key to my heart, gobbledegook de gook is after you.  Ready or not here we come quick or dead of night night sleep tightarse.

 

LILY is visiting JOSIE in mental hospital.  LILY is pregnant.  Also there is the KELPIE, part young man, part horse.

JOSIE              I’ve a pain in my shoulder.  I never used to have that did I.  It’s one of the things they give me here.

LILY                I don’t remember.

Pause.

 

Shall / I rub it?

JOSIE              The food’s not healthy.  They put two things the same colour like white fish and mash potato.

LILY.               I could bring something in.

JOSIE.             I’m here to be punished.

LILY.               No, you were ill.

JOSIE.             Yes and I’m better now so can I come home with you?

LILY.               I don’t think so.

Pause.

 

JOSIE.             They will if you say you’ll be responsible but you don’t want to / be, do you.

LILY.               They wouldn’t anyway.

JOSIE              I don’t blame you.

                        Pause

 

LILY.               All right, I will.  I’ll ask when I see the nurse.  I’d love to take you out of here, Josie.  I’d love it if I had a place of my own to take you and look after you, I’d love it.

JOSIE.             Why?

LILY.               Wouldn’t you?

JOSIE.             I wouldn’t love it, no.  I’d do it.

                        Pause

 

LILY.               Have you made any friends here?

JOSIE.             I don’t think so.

LILY.               What are the nurses like?

JOSIE.             I haven’t noticed.

LILY.               Do they do things to you?  I won’t ask if you don’t want.  Like electrocute you.  Or put you in a padded / cell or

JOSIE.             They give me pills.

LILY.               What sort?  What you got?

JOSIE.             That what you come for?

LILY.               No but if you / got some

JOSIE.             I haven’t got them, they’ve got them.

LILY.              Take more when they’re not looking, bring a whole lot out, be a laugh.

JOSIE.             You’ve no idea.

LILY.              What? what have I no idea?

                        Pause.

                        Nurse.

JOSIE.             No.

LILY.               What? Nurse.

JOSIE.             No.

LILY.               Don’t you want to?

                        Pause

 

                        Was she being naughty?

JOSIE.             You cant be naughty, a ten day old baby, can you.  You really don’t know anything / about

LILY.              I just meant she might have annoyed you.

JOSIE.             It.  What can a ten day old baby do that’s naughty?

LILY.             Like crying or I don’t know.

JOSIE.          You wouldn’t kill a baby because it annoyed you,

LILY.               I don’t know.

JOSIE.             Would you?

LILY.               I don’t know.  You tell me.

JOSIE.             Of course you wouldn’t.

                        Pause.

JOSIE.             License to kill, seems to me.

LILY.               You’re in here.

JOSIE.             They don’t hang you.

LILY.               They don’t hang anyone.

JOSIE. It should have been me that died.

LILY.               No, Why?

 

Pause.

It’s nicer here than I expected.  The garden.

JOSIE              You’re thinking of going home.

LILY.               Not right away, no but

JOSIE.             Don’t.

LILY                I’m not.

JOSIE.             Take me with you.

LILY.               Josie, listen. I’m going to run away. But I’ll write and tell you where I am, all right?  I’m going to London.

JOSIE.             I wont hurt your baby.

LILY.               Of course not, I don’t think that.

JOSIE.             If you’d got any sense you would. But you’d be wrong.

            Pause.

                        Are you going then?

LILY.               No.

            Pause.

 

JOSIE.             Wait till I tell you something.

Pause.

 

                        I thought it was a patient because if you saw them you’d know what I mean, there’s some of them I’m nothing compared.  You’d think I was worse because I’ve done something but some of them think they’re someone else and I do know    What was I saying?

LILY.               You thought someone was / a patient

 

JOSIE.             Yes but she’s hundreds of years old.  And then I was impressed by the magic but now I think there’s something wrong with her.

LILY.               When you say hundreds of years old, you mean like eighty?

JOSIE.             She looks about fifty but she’s I don’t know maybe five hundred a million, I don’t know how old these things are.

LILY.               When you say magic?

JOSIE.             I thought maybe she could go home with you.

LILY.               Josie, you’ll be coming out soon.  It’s better to wait till they say.

JOSIE.             She’d like me to wish the baby back but I won’t because she’d make it horrible.

LILY.               How do you know she’s not a patient who just thinks she’s

            Pause.

JOSIE.             Rub my shoulder.

            LILY rubs JOSIE’s shoulder.

LILY.               When I get to the front gate is it left or right to the bus?

            She goes on rubbing her shoulder.  She stops.

                        All right?

            JOSIE doesn’t reply.

 

LILY.  Josie?

            LILY goes WOMAN about 50 approaches.  Dowdy, cardigan, could be a patient. It is the SKRIKER.

SKRIKER.      I heard that.

JOSIE.             What?

SKRIKER.      You don’t like me.

JOSIE.             I’m thinking what you’d enjoy and you’d like her better than me.  She’s stronger, she’s more fun.  I’m ill and I think you’re ill and I / don’t think

SKRIKER.      You don’t want me.

JOSIE.             She’ll have a baby and you’ll like that.

SKRIKER.      Please, please keep me.

            Pause.

                        I’ll give you a wish.

JOSIE.             I don’t want a wish.

SKRIKER.      I’ll be nice.

JOSIE.             It’s cold all round you.

SKRIKER.      I can get you out of here.  Just say.

JOSIE.             No. Where to?  No.

SKRIKER.      Josie.

JOSIE.             All right, I’ll have a wish.

SKRIKER.      Yes?  Wish.

JOSIE.             I wish you’d have her instead of me.

            Pause.  SKRIKER turns away.

 

            Wait.  I don’t mind you any more.

SKRIKER.      No, I’m not after you.

JOSIE.             You wont hurt her?  What do you want from her?

            SKRIKER starts to go.  A MAN comes in carrying a white cloth and a bucket of water.

 

                        Oh but I’ll miss you now.

            SKRIKER goes.

            The MAN spreads the cloth on the floor and stands the bucket of water on it.  He waits.  He isn’t satisfied.  He picks up the cloth and bucket and walks about looking for a better spot.

 

            Meanwhile the KELPIE goes.

 

            YALLERY BROWN is playing music.

 

            The MAN puts the cloth and a bucket down in another place. A derelict woman is shouting in the street.  It is the SKRIKER.

            A PASSERBY comes along the street, throws down a coin, and then starts to dance to the music.

 

            LILY comes along the street.

 

SKRIKER.      What’s the wires coming out of your head for?

                        Collecting his brain in a box, mind you don’t lose it.  You’ve got a dead pig on your back.

She falls down in front of  LILY.  LILY helps her up.

 

                        Can you help a poor old lady, lost my bus pass, price of a cup of tea, you’ve got a kind face darling, give you the white heather another time.

            LILY gives her money and starts to go away but SKRIKER holds her.         

The MAN puts the cloth and bucket and bucket down in a new place.

 

                        Do I smell?  It’s my coat and my cunt.  Give us a hug.  Nobody gives us a hug.  Give us a kiss.  Won’t you give us a hug and a kiss.

LILY suddenly hugs and kisses her.

 

                        There’s a love.  Off you go, Lily

            SKRIKER goes.

 

            The MAN is satisfied with th position of cloth and bucket and goes off without them. 

 

LILY,               How do you know my name? What? what’s happening?  my teeth.  I’m sick.  Help me.  What is it?  It’s money.  Is it?  Out of my mouth?

            Pound coins come out of her mouth when she speaks.  She stops talking and examines the money. 

            A YOUNG GIRL is looking through a telescope.

 

            LILY speaks carefully, testing.

 

                        When I speak, does money come of my mouth? Yes.

            Through the telescope THE GIRL sees a GREEN LADY dancing with a BOGLE.

            The PASSERBY goes on dancing.

 

LILY goes.

 

A YOUNG MAN, who is a BROWNIE, comes in and starts sweeping and cleaning.

 

The GREEN LADY and BOGLE disappear when the girl looks away from the telescopes the telescope.  The GIRL looks again but they don’t reappear.  The GIRL goes. 

 

The PASSERBY never stops dancing.

 

SKRIKER tells LILY’s story.

 

SKRIKER.      So lily in the pink with a finnyanny border was talking good as gold speaking pound coins round coins pouring roaring more and more, singing thinging counting saying the alphabetter than nothing telling stories more stories boring sore throat saw no end to it fuckit buckets and buckets of bloodmoney is the root of evil eye nose the smell hell the taste waste of money got honey to swallow to please ease the sore throat so could keep on talking taking aching waking all night to reach retch wrench more and more and more on the floor on the bed of a hotel tell me another not another wish it would stop stop talking now and sleep at last fast asleep and woke to find she can eek peak speak can I speak without can I without and about now changing the cash dash flash in the panic of time.  And now in the hotel bar none but the brave deserve a drink I think for lily the

 

LILY at the bar talking to an American woman of about 40 who is slightly drunk.  It is the SKRIKER.  There is a TV.

            There is a SPRIGGAN, grotesquely ugly and ten foot tall, who is invisible to LILY, having a drink.

Later the KELPIE arrives. Then a woman who drinks with the KELPIE.

The BROWNIE goes on cleaning.  Later he finishes work and goes down on his hands and knees to lap a saucer of milk, the goes.

SKRIKER.      So how does this work?

LILY.               How?

SKRIKER.      How does it-

LILY.               You want to turn it off?

SKRIKER.      No, how does that picture get here. From wherever.

LILY.               Oh you know, I don’t know, you know, it’s – isn’t it the same in America?

SKRIKER.      Take your time.  In your own words.

LILY.               It has to be plugged in so it’s got power, right, electricity, so it’s on so you can turn it on when you press the button, so the light’s on and that shows it’s on, ok?

SKRIKER.      But what’s / the electricity – ?

LILY.               It’s got all these tubes / and anyway –

SKRIKER.      No how do you see / all over the world?

LILY.               And meanwhile, lets say this is something live we’re seeing, there’s a camera there pointing at the picture at the thing that is the picture, camera, you want me to explain – the light gets in and there’s the film, tape, the tape, it picks up the light somehow and it gets the picture on it, don’t ask me, and there you are if it was a tape like you hire a tape down the video shop / that’s it, they

SKRIKER.      No, tell me.

LILY.               Make a whole lot of copies.

SKRIKER.      It’s happening there and it’s / here.

LILY.               I’m telling you, hang about, how it gets sent, I can’t quite, through the air, if it’s live, or even if it’s not of course, if it happened before and they recorded – say it’s live, it’s coming – not the whole picture in the air obviously, it’s in bits like waves like specks and you need an aerial / to

SKRIKER.      This is crap.

LILY.               catch it and this changes it back into the picture / and it’s not a solid thing, it’s all dots

SKRIKER.      But how for fuck’s sake?

LILY.               and lines if you look, I can’t help it.  If it’s on the other side of the world they bounce it off a satellite yes I’m explaining satellite which is a thing a thing they put up in space ok, they put it up in space ok, they put it up I’m explaining that too and it’s going around like a star, stars don’t go round, like a moon but it looks like a star but moving about you sometimes see it at night, and it bounces off the satellite / all right –

SKRIKER.      What bounces off?

LILY.               The picture.

SKRIKER.      The picture bounces off?

LILY.               The waves, the – what is this?

SKRIKER.      You’re holding out on me.

LILY.               I don’t have all the technical if you want the jargon if you want the detail you’ll have to ask someone else.

SKRIKER.      Don’t fuck with me.

LILY.               Look, / that’s all I –

SKRIKER.      And flying.  I suppose / you don’t know

LILY.               What?

SKRIKER.      How you fly? / And the massive explosions that-

LILY.               I don’t fly.

SKRIKER.      No idea, huh? Never fly, never flown / across the sea –

LILY.               Fly you mean go in a plane no but even if I had / I wouldn’t –

SKRIKER.      Or how you make poisons?

LILY.               What?

SKRIKER.      You people are killing me, do you know that?  I am sic, I am a sick woman.  Keep your secrets, I’ll find out some other way, I don’t need to know these things, there are plenty of other things to know.  Just so long as you know I’m dying, I hope that satisfies you to know I’m in pain.

LILY.               Are you ill? / Can I get something?

SKRIKER.      No no no, forget it. Really.

LILY.               Your in pain?

SKRIKER.      Not at all, I’m just fine, forget it.  I don’t have much aptitude for science.  I guess you don’t either.  No big deal.  We can just watch what comes over.

            Pause.

 

                        Running away from home is a great start.  I did it myself.  It can get tto be a habit.  You keeping the baby?

LILY.               Yes of course.

SKRIKER.      Because I’m looking for one, no I’m kidding.  Look at it floating in the dark with its pretty empty head upside down, not knowing what’s waiting for it.  It’s been so busy doubling doubling and now it’s just hovering nicely decorating itself with hair and toenails.  But once it’s born it starts again, double double but this time the mind, think of the energy in that.  Maybe I could be the godmother.

LILY.  You’re staying in London?

SKRIKER.      Do you have friends in London?

LILY.               No but-

SKRIKER.      You now have one friend in London.  And I have one friend in London. Ok? Not ok?

LILY.               Yes yes I do want to be friends.  I just –

            Pause.

SKRIKER.      Anyone would think you were frightened of me.  I’m frightened of you.

LILY.               You’re the one Josie said.

SKRIKER.      But I want to be friends.

LILY.               Why am I frightening?

SKRIKER.      Lily, I’ll level with you, ok?  You ready for this? I am an ancient fairy, I am hundreds of years old as you people would work it out, I have been around through all the stuff you would call history, that’s cavaliers and roundheads, Henry the eight, 1066 and before that, back when Saxons feasted, the Danes invaded, the Celts hunted, you know about any of this stuff?  Alfred and the cakes, Arthur and the table, long before that, long before England was an idea, a country of snow and wolves where trees sang and birds talked and people knew what mattered, I need to think it, don’t contradict me please.  That’s what I am, one of many, not a major spirit but a spirit.

LILY.               And why are you here?

SKRIKER.      I am here to do good.  I am good.  You look as if you doubt that.

LILY.               No, of course not.

SKRIKER.      I am a good fairy.

LILY.               You do good magic?

SKRIKER.      That’s exactly what I do.

LILY.               And you’ll do it for me?

SKRIKER.      Where do you think your money comes from?

LILY.               I’m not ungrateful.

SKRIKER.      You’re the one I’ve chosen out of everyone in the world.

LILY.               Why?

SKRIKER.      Because you’re beautiful and good.  Don’t you think you are?  Yes everyone sometimes thinks they’re beautiful and good and deserve better than this and so they do.  Are you telling me I made a mistake?  I’d be sorry to think I’d made a mistake.

LILY.               No. No I’m glad,

SKRIKER.      And you accept?

LILY.   What?

SKRIKER.      And you accept my offer.  Accept my help.

LILY.               Yes.  I think – what offer?

SKRIKER.      My help.

LILY.               Do I have to do something?

SKRIKER.      Just accept my help, sweetheart.

            Pause.

LILY.  No, I … It’s very kind of you but…I don’t like to say no but…

SKRIKER.      You might as well say yes.  You can’t get rid of me.

LILY.               No.

SKRIKER.      Who the fuck do you think you are?

            Pause.

                        Whatever you say.

LILY.               You should have stayed with Josie.  She’s braver that me.

SKRIKER.      She wished I’d go with you.

LILY.               Did she?  I wish she’d come and help me then.

SKRIKER.      That’s the way.  You’ll begin to get a taste for it.

LILY.               For what?

SKRIKER.      Wishes.

LILY.  I didn’t –

SKRIKER.      Yes.

            Pause.

                        Tell me how the TV works and I’ll trade.

LILY.               I don’t know how the TV works.

            LILY goes.

            The WOMAN gets on the KELPIE’s back and rides off.

 

            SPRIGGAN goes.  SKRIKER goes.

            The MAN comes back to his bucket and cloth.  He skims a gold film off the top of the water in the bucket which he makes into a cake.  He puts the cake on the cloth, draws a circle around it and sits down to wait.  The PASSERBY is still dancing. 

            A DEAD CHILD sings.

DEAD CHILD.

                        My mother she killed me and put me in pies

                        My father he ate me and said I was nice

                        My brothers and sisters they picked my bones

                        And they buried me under the marley stones.

 

Derelict WOMAN muttering and shouting in the street.  It is the SKRIKER. JOSIE comes by.

 

SKRIKER.                  I know my son is writing me letters all the time and the army is stopping them because the officers are DEVILS and the letters are in sacks in the bank of England waiting for the Day of Judgment when you will go to HELL and lose sight of me and stop moving me about but you can’t move me now because my fingers are just so because I’m in charge of the devils and if I keep it up the devils will let my son go LET MY SON GO.  What are you staring at?

JOSIE             You.

SKRIKER.            Can you spare the price of a cup of / tea darling

JOSIE.             No.

SKRIKER.            Because I haven’t eaten all day, bless you for a sweet kind face.  /  I haven’t eaten today but never

JOSIE.             I said no.

SKRIKER.            Mind if you’ve got no money my darling, that happens to all of us, just give me a kiss instead.  Won’t you give me / a kiss sweetheart?

JOSIE.             Get off, you stinking crazy-

SKRIKER.            You’re a nasty girl, Josie, always were.

            SKRIKER goes.

JOSIE.             Is it you, come back, you – What? Uh uh I’m sick, what, it’s alive, it’s – it’s toads is it, where from, me is it, what?

            As she speaks toads come out of her mouth. She speaks carefully, testing.

 

When I speak, do toads-?

     They do.

 

            She opens her mouth to cry out in rage after SKRIKER, and shuts it, forcing herself to be silent to prevent more toads.  She goes. 

A  FAIR FAIRY comes and tries to pick up the cake, the MAN wont let her have it, she goes.  He sits waiting.  The PASSERBY is still dancing. 

 

JOSIE and LILY are sitting on a sofa.  LILY is wrapped in a blanket.  The SKRIKER is part of the sofa, invisible to them. 

 

During this, a DARK FAIRY tries unsuccessfully to get the cake.

 

JOSIE.             So you think It was just her got me out?

LILY.               Because I wished it.

JOSIE.             No I’m better, that’s why.

LILY.               And they bought you a train ticket?

JOSIE.             They do that when they discharge you from hospital.

LILY.               And how did you bump into me in the street?

JOSIE.             Because I’m lucky.

            Pause.

                        Aren’t you glad to see me?

LILY.               I don’t feel very well.  Is it cold in here?

JOSIE.             No, its fine.

LILY                I’m freezing.

JOSIE.             You must be ill then.

LILY.               Yes, I think I am.

JOSIE.             Or could that be her?

Pause.

 

LILY.               What could?

JOSIE.             She’s cold.

LILY.               I’m cold because I’m ill, all right?

JOSIE.             All right.

            Pause.

                        Toads. She thinks she’s funny.  She’s got it coming.

            Pause.

 

LILY.               Don’t you think it’s sad…

JOSIE.             What?

            Pause.

 

LILY.               I think I’m fainting.

            Pause. LILY touches SKRIKER.

                        Josie, there’s something icy.

JOSIE.             You better go to bed.

LILY.               There’s a thing.  It’s got a face.

JOSIE.             Stop it.

LILY.               Feel.

JOSIE.             No.

LILY.               I can see her. Josie, see her, you must.

JOSIE.             She’s for you now.  You took her money.

LILY.               No, I can’t bear it, I wish / you’d –

JOSIE.              Don’t.

LILY.               I wish you’d see her too.

            Pause.

 

JOSIE.             So I see her, so what?

SKRIKER.            Josie’s not frightened.

JOSIE.             Toads, what you do that for, I’m not toads inside, it’s you that’s toads.

            SKRIKER leaps up out of the sofa.  She’s wearing a short pink dress and gauzy wings.

 

SKRIKER.            Here I am as you can see

                        A fairy from a Christmas tree.

                        I can give you heart’s desire

                        Help you set the world on fire.

LILY.               This is a dream, it’s a nightmare and I’ll wake up.  I know I think other things happened like the money but that’s because I’m remembering it in the dream.

JOSIE.             It’s not a dream.  She made me / speak toads.

LILY.               You would say that because you’re just somebody in my dream.

JOSIE.             I’m not, it’s me, I’m awake.

SKRIKER.            Don’t you want a wish Lily?

LILY.               I’ll tell you about it in the morning.

 

SKRIKER.            What would you like, Lily?

JOSIE.             Lily, / be careful.

LILY.               I can’t wake up yet but I can make it stop being a nightmare.

JOSIE.             Lily-

LILY.               I wish for flowers.

            Flowers fall from above. SKRIKER takes LILY’S hand and puts it against her face.               

SKRIKER.            I’m warmer now, feel.

LILY.               And if it’s not a dream it’s even better.

            The GREEN LADY comes for the cake.  The MAN gives it to her and she eats it.  They go off together.  The PASSERBY goes on dancing.

            There is a row of small houses.  The SPRIGGAN and RAWHEADANDBLOODYBONES tower over them. 

 

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Well, Ive been sick as a bad dead baby joke lately and now so are my sisters (actualy one of them is now over it for the most part and the other just started tonight so that sucks, I for one am finnally well and intend on remaining so, work sucks my manager decided to break down and cry onight, and that sucks, I felt bad for her, but then i kind of felt like I should be manager, cuz i use to work with her at my old job and she did it there too! so what gives?  Perhaps I should be more professional, and by professional i mean bitchy, school starts again soon i will be a little happy for that to happen and chris leaves tomorrow to egypt for a year with “the service.” two cats in the house is fun (though it was really rough at first.) mom is upset but wont tell me why and that sucks. and Im reading a wonderful play by ibsen titled “when we dead awaken, its very interesting.  Also no church for me tommorow because apparently my work decided that I am free to work on sunday, which really is not the case, even if im not going to church in the first place, (which I have latley made a good practice of because of personal issues surrounding christianity or religion, or truth or philosophy pr whatever you want to call them) Sunday is my zen day the day for me to get all of my stuff done and set up for the next week physically and elsewise.  well I got nothin else just figured I might ought to update, talk to you guys later! peace out!

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Oh Sir, how thou makes me smile. I believe it is thou’s delightful gift. I have giveth thee my telephone number on thou’s previous entry. It is precisely the number to my modest loft. Thou did ring for me New Year’s Eve, but it was an unfortunate event that I missed your call. I am getting a couple of minutes of long distance- which I shall use to ring thee IMMIDIATELY. It ails me to hear thou’s classes are a pain in the arse- but alas, it comforts me to hear that thou art doing swell. I miss thee oh so much and I think I may begin to whail. So in conclusion to this message- which continues with fake accent from shakesphear’s phase for some odd reason, I shall hope to hear from thee very soon.

Your Dearest Friend,

Lady Castaneda

P.S. You mispelled my last name by a letter *wink wink* =O)

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I am missing a small puppy named matticus. If found please contact willamena at 1-900-retard. And please remember to get your pets spayed and nutored.  You know I really wish my PUPPY would  come visit sometime.  But until then I guess I just have to deal with the fact he doesn’t love me anymore he has bigger and better friends than those who love him so dearly they write these beautiful  Notes of love on his XANGA hahah. I love you and miss you. Matt rocks my world!!!!!.

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I am missing a small puppy named matticus. If found please contact willamena at 1-900-retard. And please remember to get your pets spayed and nutored.  You know I really wish my PUPPY would  come visit sometime.  But until then I guess I just have to deal with the fact he doesn’t love me anymore he has bigger and better friends than those who love him so dearly they write these beautiful  Notes of love on his XANGA hahah. I love you and miss you. Matt rocks my world!!!!!.

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Thu, 01 Dec 2005 16:47:08 -05:00

The Pumpkin Muse

It was 1:30 AM on a Friday.  I had been up for four days strait with no sleep.  Since Monday I had finished a twenty-page paper over the worst book in the world, for my literary criticism class, a ten-page paper for a theory class I was taking, helped my roommate and his girlfriend with their papers, and somehow fit math and physics between it all.  No sleep what so ever.  I felt like a speed freak on constant comedown and come up all at once.  The ceiling in fact was moving down and up slowly, the walls in and out. One World Religions paper to write and I could collapse for two days strait.  The Assignment was to choose a religion and write about it.  I had no idea what I was going to write about.  I waited around a while, and downed a beer from the fridge hoping that maybe my muse would visit me, the way she use to.  I went outside for a cigarette in hopes of another person’s muse floating past that I could pounce on and take hostage.  None of that happened.  The closest thing to that that happened was a girl walking past my porch, looking at me, and then asking if I was all right.  I waved her on not even trying to hide my emaciated face, or swollen eyes.  I got caught on the question of whether or not I actually had both, or if one of the two had forced the illusion of its mate.

You look disgusting.” A close by voice said.  I looked around. No one.

“I’m tiered, I’m delusional, and I still have five pages to write for my religions class. Leave me alone.”  I answered for the hell of it.  

            No rest for the righteous” the voice echoed.  No one was there.  “You know, sleeping is overrated anyway, scientist have been trying to find a way to get rid of it for ages” said the voice again. That’s how they go mad! AAAAHA HA HA HA HA HA  The voice reverberated inside my head growing louder as it laughed.  I looked down to see the jack-o-lantern that Jacki had carved sitting beside me.  I ignored it. “I’m going to bed.” I said as I got up from my seat on the porch.  “I”ll do my paper in the morning.”

Noone ever wrote a paper in their sleep” The voice echoed. I haven’t ever heard of anyone writing a paper on their deathbed either” I said.

Oh! lots of people do, Milton wrote on his death bed, Herbert wrote on his deathbed, and several others, anyone worth reading really.”

“I’m not a poet, and I’m not a scientist.  I’ll see you in the morning to throw you out.”

Wait!”

“What do you want Jack-o-lantern?”  It was early.  I was irritable.

The voice continued: “Umm, I may know more than you think, I was the smartest out of my patch, per.. haps I could lure you to stay a little longer by telling you a story.  It gets dreadfully lonely out here! All alone… no one to talk to.  People hardly even notice you after Halloween. I may help you with your paper!”

I didn’t want to, I wanted to go to sleep right then, ..but I stayed for some reason. Perhaps it was my insomniac endorphin friends kicking-in upstairs. “What’s your name little pumpkin?” I said as if it were a puppy of sorts.  Then, fashioning my voice after an agressive British military officer I said. “How did you get here, and what do you intend to do? Give me one reason I shouldn’t smash you to mush this instant?”

I intend to tell you a story if you’d listen.”

“Fine. Give me two reasons!”  I yelled.  My roommate peeked through the blinds to see if I was all right, but he didn’t come out.  He was probably scared too after seeing me yell at a pumpkin.

You’ll have to clean me up if you smash me right now, your apartments would be irate if you left a helpless pumpkin smashed all over the ground! Plus it’s simply brutish” 

“You win.. this time.  What do you know, pumpkin?  I”m listening.”

“Well, umm… let me see, jack frost?.. no no, that would never do.”  The pumpkin started listing titles to himself.  “Hallows Eve in April? No. Um, The Small Pumpkin Who Could?”

“I’m going to sleep.” I repeated, and reached for the door.

Peter Pumpkin Head!” He shouted, “That’s the one!”

            “Peter Pumpkin Head?” I was curious. “Ok what about this Peter Pumpkin Head?”

“I’ll tell you as soon as you turn me away from the wall.  I’m tired of looking at it, you humans really should be more careful about which side of us you carve.”

            I picked up the pumpkin and set it on the bench next to me, with the face toward myself.

            “The other way you blundering idiot!”

I picked the pumpkin up and turned it around.  “Sorry, your face is on the other side.”

“I tried to tell you that earlier, I swear sometimes I wonder why God gave humans the ability to move and not plants.  Now where were we?”

            “You were going to tell me about Peter Pumpkin Head?”

“Ah, yes of course, he we go.  First, you must understand a bit about Pumpkin culture.  Pumpkins don’t believe in the same God that most Americans do.  As part of nature we know that Astarte is the true God, who cares for everything on earth; blesses and impoverishes all things in turn.  So our Beliefs don’t exactly correspond to the beliefs of humans.”

            “Wait a second, humans are a part of nature.”

Yes, but humans are really the most unnatural part of nature to exist.  Every other part of nature lives simply to exist, to praise Astarte by simply using what we must from her and no more.  Humans have forgotten Astarte, they have become their own gods, gods who have developed other gods, which they expect others to respect as well.  Money, Lifestyle, Social Status, et cetera et cetera.”

            “Umm aren’t you forgetting the actual God? Or gods? What about Jesus, or Alla, or Vishnu, or Budda?”

            “Ah, yes I’m getting to those characters. They all exist, all except Buddha, that is. Buddha is more of a title, than a deity. A term for someone who has been enlightened, and brought closer to the meaning of life.  Ironically Buddhist are the people that are closest to nature, the way Astarte had intended it.  It’s a lifestyle one Hindu prince by the name of Sidartah decided to spread after meeting Astarte in the ethereal plain.  The practices were so intriguing, and different from normal human behavior that they caught on.  The original idea was to become so primal with the nature of ones self that you actually met nature, which is Astarte.  Confronting oneself scares a lot of people away though, and they don’t make it.   After Sidartah died, and no one else had ‘reached enlightenment,’ people decided that Sidartah was the one who deserved the credit. Quickly Astarte was forgotten again, replaced with idols of a starving Hindu, but at least the thought was still there.”

            “What about the other gods?”  I inquired.

 “Ah, yes the other gods. Well as you may have guessed Ala and ‘God’ are the same person. Unfortunately while a messenger was giving one profit a message from Astarte, he was reading from a script, and used the first person, instead of the third person, and so this whole…, I’m sorry these whole religions came about due to misinterpretation.  Vishnu on the other hand, as well as Sheva, Laxmi, and most of the other Hindu gods are relatives, or servants of Astarte, who carryout certain tasks.  Except Brahma, which is the name men assigned Astarte at the same time they decided they were superior to Women.”

            “Oooo-k. Does this have anything to do with the story your about to tell me? Because as interesting as this is, I’m really not sure I can take a pumpkin’s word for it.”

            “ahh, yes I’m dreadfully sorry.  Um.. what story I was going to tell you again?”

            “It had something to do with Jack the Pumpkin King,.. I think. No Peter the pumpkin King.”

            “Oh, yes Peter the Pumpkin King wasn’t a king actually. Pumpkins don’t believe in Kings, Peter Pumpkin Head is more like a martyr turned Icon.

I wiped what I thought was condensation off of my clammy forehead, and told the pumpkin to make with the story or I was going to leave him outside with his face to the wall, and his carved buttocks exposed to the public. He started to speak, but before he could get too far I interrupted him with laughter.

            “What is it? Do I have a fly? ..Please get it off! I hate flies.”

“I’m sorry, when you talk I can’t help but imagine you speaking out of you ass!”

            “Well that’s not my fault is it?”

“I guess not. It’s still funny.”

            “Are you going to listen, or are you going to sit there and laugh at me?  Now where was I? Ah, Peter Pumpkin Came to town, spreading wisdom and cash around, fed the starving, housed the poor, showed the Vatican what gold is for.  But he made too many enemies, of those who would keep us on our knees,”  his voice suddenly changed to a celebratory high pitch “Hooray for Peter Pumpkin, Who’ll pray for, Peter Pumpkin, Heeeead?”

            “You’re seriously going to feed me that line of crap? Do you actually have a story or do you just have an artillery of expired rock songs? I should have known. Is anything you said true?” I grumbled, picking up the pumpikin.  Raising the pumpkin over my head. “Or is it a bunch of crap too?”

            “All songs are part of nature!” The pumpkin exclaimed. “Astarte is the muse! You wont get anywhere by smashing me!”

            I started to throw the pumpkin to the fluid like ground, but stopped short.  I set the pumpkin down, not because of the pumpkin’s whining, more so because I didn’t feel like cleaning it/him up.

    “Thanks for a nothing pal.” I said placing the pumpkin upside down, and backwards on our porch. I  stumbled to the door and tried to grab the handle.  “Astarte would be proud of you!” The pumpkin moaned as I walked inside to write my paper, on zero sleep.  The walls were moving, and my vision lacked focus.  “This should be great.” I moaned.  I sat down next to my computer and wrapped an afghan around myself before I started typing.  “You can never be fully aware, until you are fully delusional.”  A voice said from the corner of my roomI looked over.  My lotus plant was waving beneath the air conditioner.

     “yeah, that’s what I hear.”  I replied, and started typing.  “Back to Our Roots, by Buddah. AKA, Michael Miller.”

 

[MATT!  That was so brilliant.  You have such a great imagination.  I thouroughly enjoyed reading that!    I miss you.  We need to hang out!    Oh, by the way, the cruise was way fun, we went to the Caribbean.  It was super cool.
2005-12-06 05:14:00
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This story was extremely funny!  I laughed out loud while I was at work.  slightly embarrassing, but well worth it for sure!  thanks matt for always bein the one to randomly make everyone laugh!

Krystal

2005-12-22 16:14:00
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I’m Pretty sure this is a response from Sam Muentez, one of the great writters I know It made me laugh like crazy:

One day at school a man walked up to me and said,  “hello, I am love your shoes. How fast do they go?”. I replied, “tuesday is coming, did you bring your socks”. We quickly jumped to opposite sides of the room. He took a predictable judo stance. I chose the raging ape stance. Almost immediately we were circling. I stared him dead in the eye and could see the anger coursing through his body. He looked in my eyes and could tell I was not about to back down. I quickly struck with a giraffe punch. He blocked it with lightning quick precision. I backed up going in to a slightly irritated kinda hungry but too lazy to eat ape stance. He rapidly changed to a black zebra stance to counter. I, ready to end this encounter, decided to risk it all with a lamb chop. At which point i pulled a lamb chop out of my pocket and threw it in the air. I soon realized that that was pointless. I was about to make my next move when Christy walked up. She looked me dead in the eye and said, “tuesday is coming, did you bring your socks”. I, in a state of shock, began to grow wider. I grew to an astonishing one and a half inches. The man was ready to strike. Just then, I pulled out the thing that would end this. I pulled out an abnormally shaped crayon. The man looked at the crayon with a great fear in his eyes. He shouted, No, abnormally shaped crayons are my only weakness. Immediately after he said that, I threw the crayon into the air. The crayon headed straight for his heart. It seemed as if everything was going in slow motion. Rotation after rotation it came closer and closer to his heart. It touched his chest and a great look of discomfort came over him. He almost instantaneously broke out into hives. He soon became a bee hive and I ate of his sweet tasty honey. I turned to Christy and said, come with me and we will live happily ever after in my reasonably sized apartment. At which point she less than enthusiastically agreed. At which point i quickly stated “Yes!”.

THE END

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Ok so apparently I got tagged by a certain someone and I think Im supposed to tell you five weird things that I do, this should be hard!

1. I sing all the time and sometimes rock out like I’m’ at a concert, when I’m listening to a Cd, or singing (but usually not in the shower. I especially do this while Im driving, because people laugh, and that makes me smile.

2. I come up with random situations when talking to people, but not when writing. \

3.  I eat soup.  A lot of Soup.

4. Yes, I am one of those people who subconsciously strokes their goatee, and I laugh way too much at far too little.

5. Pants.  I always wear pants, and I randomly scream when I walk into a silent room.

now I think I’m supposed to tag people or something so I guess Ill tag Jamie, Sidney, Kara, Kayla, and … You.  If you read this post you’ve been tagged congratulations on getting yourself trapped in an invisible contract of honor.

*Rules? (but really now who reads the rules? ehh..*

Ground Rules: The first player of this “game” starts with the topic “5 weird habits of yourself” (or weird facts) and people who get tagged need to write a xanga entry about their 5 queer habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “you are tagged” in their xanga and tell them to read yours.

Let us see, weird facts or habits:

1- I brush my teeth in the shower.
2- I never take my bracelets off
3- I write poetry, lots of it
4- My favorite food is potatoes stuffed with crab
5- My room is decorated in pink flamingos, why? I wanted to do it in camo, but my mother told me this was not feminine enough, so I said I don’t know decorate it in daisies and flamingos… she did it in flamingos while I was gone on a mission trip. Thank God there were no daises.

2005-11-21 16:47:00
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oh geeeeeezzz…….. and my name didn’t even make the xanga list. i see how it is… it’s cool… you think you’re all high and mighty since you’re at UNT now.

i can’t even think of 5 weird things that i do. AND i quit xanga, but maybe i’ll do one more…. JUST for the heck of it…. but i’ll have to think about it…. who knows.

you should definitly call me though.

 

 

 

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No Place Like Home (Still looking for a better title, soo.. yeah)

        

                                                       No Place Like Home

Benny and Sandies sat beneath the rusted back porch awning of Carl’s shoe store, watching cars roll by on the road.  It was early October in Texas and the city had become excited by the decrease in temperature.  “I don’t like doing this anymore Benny. Everyone looks at us like they know our life in and out and it,.. reeks of somethin”

“Like sulfur.”Benny confirmed. 

“Yea.” said Sandies. 

      “I don’t necessarily like doing it, but it keeps food in our mouths, that’s something you cant do without.  You don’t worry about them Sandies, they live in a culture running counter to ours.  We contribute to their culture anyway, they just don’t give us credit.  It’s a whole different place out here, they don’t know anything about us.” 

        Benny started laughing, and lit his cigarette.  You smell a hell of a lot worse than any sulfur smells anywhere.  You bathe man?  Go to a carwash or somethin!  Only cost you about one-twenty-five, you got that.  People gonna know you commin pretty soon just by that smell you keep wrapped around you.”  

        Sandies gave a wavering smile. “It’s part of the act, if we both looked clean like you, people would know we were a team.”  

        “Well we ain’t gonna be part of a team for long if you don’t rinse off some of that funk you! Crazy  bastard.  Let’s see how much we made today. Benny pulled out a wad of money from his pocket and tallied the bills.

“Made seventy eight dollars today Sandies, after dinner too.”

            “Wow, that’s nice I bet I don’t have to work for four whole days, could make it further if I wanted. I bet.  What’s my cut?”  

 “Thirty-two my cracker friend.”  

“Thirty-two?” Sandies said trying to do the math in his head. “Thought it’d be more.”

“Well.. we have seventy eight dollars right here.  You split that by two and you get thirty each.  Then you carry the eight twice, once for each of us, that gives you two, that gives us thirty two each. 

“Oh, ok I see, thanks for tryin’ to teach me. Sandies murmured, both satisfied with the explanation, and somewhat ashamed that an explanation had to be given.  It was quiet for a moment, then Benny’s voice broke the veil of Silence.

“Sorry about stickin’ ya so hard today, I thought I had knocked you out, till I turnt around and you was scrambling off.”  Sandies rubbed the side of his head,  “yea you left me a bump, good one too.  I recon thats worth a few extra huh?” 

Benny ciphered out Sandie’s share. “Thirty-two dollars man. All yours!” Benny said.

Sandies paused. “Hey Benny,.. how are we the ones driving the economy like you say, if were the ones stealing from it?”

“First off we ain’t stealing, I ain’t no thief and neither are you, we do honest work. Second, the way I see it there are two motivations to the average man, and that is to either be rich, or not be homeless.  We got the stronger case, not many people reach their riches, rich people exist so common folks have something to dream about.  Most people can not be homeless though.  Everyone knows bad dreams influences people lot more than good dreams do.  Fools will do all kinds of stupid stuff trying to avoid becoming scum like us, so they can smile when they give us a dollar or two.”

“I ain’t no scum, Sandies retorted. 

“You may as well be to every one else.”  

“You too!” Sandies shot back. 

“Not for long, I’m saving up my bills and I’m movin’ up outa  these streets with Cindy.”  

Sandies look was stern and thoughtful, which was funny because Sandies, no matter how hard Sandies tried, had a disposition that was inevitably happy, or confused, but then confused can be seen as thoughtful in a sense.  “You’e lived on the streets since you were seventeen Ben, this is¦what you know.  You’re not scared that you’ll finally get your place in society and not know what to do with it?  I kind of am.”

Benny squinted his eyes. “No, I don’t suppose.  I’m looking forward to it really.  I remember living in a house, it wasn’t great but that’s because my parents were too screwed up for it to be great.  Anyhow, I got Cindy.  Anything could be great with Cindy, which makes it worth it, right?  …I want off these streets, and she needs to get out of her situation, worries the hell out of me sometimes.”  

“What if she cheats on you man!? I mean she is a..”  Sandies nodded his head in a fashion that filled in the blank without him having to actually say it. 

“Well she ain’t goin’to be no whore after she moves in with me! She won’t need to be.  Her and I can live on practically nothing, and I wont beat her cuz I love her, and..¦and that”s why Cindy ain’t gonna be no whore! I gotta go man.”  Benny paused for a second.  “‘Finally got enough cash surplus to go and pay a visit.  She’s got bills to pay you know. 

Benny put his shirt on and grabbed his pack filled with water, cookies, a small army blanket, and a toothbrush, a bottle of Dr. Bonner’s 18-in-1 magic soap, which was expensive, but he used it for everything: brushing his teeth, washing his hair, making wet naps, all sorts of things. 

He also carried a bottle a little smaller of generic sex gel, which he used for shaving, sex, and sometimes to mat his hair down if one side or another decided it wanted to intimidate the other side with it size.  Benny continued, “You can stay here, but make sure no one sees you.  Mitch will be a pissed off crazy man if he finds out that I let other people stay in the back hutch of his store.  He’ll probably kick me out of here, so be careful, please!”

            Benny walked down the soil stainped road towards Cindy’s side of town.  “Cindy ain’t no whore.” He said to himself, “Cindy is fire! Smokin’ hot, that’s what Cindy is.” 

            He passed his old friend Deril’s camp, but Deril wasn’t there,

            Deril had passed on a year back. Somme of his evidence still lingrered though. ‘The ones that win are the ones that pass on,’ Benny thought to himself every time he passed by the shopping center alleyway. ‘They ain’t homeless anymore. No more loneliness, no pain. The good times after this life have got to be better than the best times in this life.  Maybe that’s what Cindys draw is. Cindy is close to heaven, she’s really not much to look at, but she had a piece of heaven burning inside her somewhere, and its beauty spewed out of her face, like recycled water from the library’s  memorial  fountain. That made her beautiful’.

          Benny tried to think of a word to describe their relationship, and the feelings he felt around her, but the best adjective he could come up with was  ‘home.’ To the best of Benny’s knowledge Cindy was as close to the idea of home as a person could get.

Benny stopped by a gas station to wash up, and shave.  Since he had been saving his money, their visits were not as frequent as they use to be when Benny was broke all the time.  That was when he did it for the sex, half the time they didn’t even have sex when he paid her anymore.  They’d just talk, and sometimes sleep.  Not tonight though, tonight he would be like cold on ice.  He would ravage her as a cheff ravished his salads, and kneaded his doe before serving his guest.  When he arrived, Cindy wasnâ’t on the steps of the apartment like usual, looking out onto the street like she always was; to see if there was anyone she could seduce or pickup a few bucks from. 

            “Cindy?” He called out.  He walked up to the cracked stairs of the apartments she always stayed at, under the green lime light where he could smell the trash stowed in the corridor by some neighbor.  He liked the smell of trash in an odd fashion.  Fourteen years of constant exposure will do that to someone.  He waited a while on the steps trying to figure out what made the various trash smells so distinct and why every collection of trash thrown together always gave off a similar odor. 

              He waited for four hours in fact, and still nothing. “Leave it to me to come late after someone else already picked her up.”  He grumbled, angry that she wasn’t home, but it was his fault, he thought.  He should have arrived earlier than he had.  The next night was the same story.  Had she had moved? What if some other guy had beat him to the punch? He considered the worst, but would never admit it to himself.  After two weeks of drinking and waiting, he heard from one of the neighbors that Cindy had been found dead a few days into his waiting season.

           He cried. His body weakened, ceaseless water came from his eyes, as if he had swallowed the memorial fountain and it now seeped out of him. 

           This went on for about a month, almost impossible to hide during a hustle, but this sometimes worked to his advantage he guiltily discovered.

            “Cindy wouldn’t have wanted it this way Benny,” Sandies said trying to console his friend.

“Of course not fool! She’s dead you goddam cracker! She’s fuckin’ dead!” Benny bowed his head. He was too weak for violence. He tried, but was struck down by the sudden weight of anguish. 

            “That’s not what I’m saying.  I know what happened.  …I just don’t think that Cindy would have wanted you this way.  I think she would have wanted you to live a fuller life. In honor of her.  You know? She wouldn’t have wanted you all down all over. She wouldn’t want you to drown too.  She’d want you to.. get yourself together.”

Benny snapped back, “I know it man. I know it. Try to get myself together but its too damn hard to do, that girl was mine.  Fuck all those other niggas.. she was mine.”

            After a while when time had done its share of healing,  Sandies’ words got to Benny though, and he decided to keep on with his plan for a fuller, more acomplished life in tribute to her. 

“Got a phone today Sandies! Its one of those pay-as-you-go numbers, you know.  That way I  don’t get stuck with some huge bill I can’t pay.”   

Sandie’s skin was tighter than usual, winter was beginning to show its face, so everyone’s face was tighter, but Sandie’s face looked almost shrink-wrapped to his skull.
Who you going to call?” Sandies laughed.  

“Hell I don’t know! Apartments and places like you to have a real phone they can reach you on.  They like you to have a previous adress too.”

“What are you gonna do about that?”  Sandies asked intrigued by his friend’s implied plan. Waiting for an answer, Sandies got out the Coleman stove they had gone in together to buy, lit the fire,  and filled a kettle with some water from the rusty spicket.  “When you move away I get to keep this right?”  he asked. 

“Of course!” said Benny. “Guess I’ll have my own stove about three weeks, when I get in.  You should come over and see the place.”   

“Sounds good.”  Sandies replyed.   “What are you gonna do about not having an address to give them?”

“Last week I went down to U.P.S. and got a private mailbox.  My current address as of right now is 10034 Steadman Dr. #1972.  Those people don’t know the difference.  I had to get an address so that I could get this phone.”

I’m gonna miss you Benny, when you leave you probably won’t have any time for no body like me anymore.  You already lost half your time for me with the job you got at the supermarket.”  They sat in silence for a moment  “hey, Benny?” Sandies asked,  “You gonna teach me how to do that trick you do with the cigarette?”  

“You mean this trick?”  Benny moved his hand forward and then backward in the air and a cigarette appeared in his fingers.  This never got old to Sandies, he had loved the trick ever since he’d seen it the first time. 

“Yeah that’s the one. How do you do that?”  

Benny hesitated.  “Well I don’t EVER give out my tricks to people, but since I’m about to be out, I’ll teach you. But don’t you go around teachin’ no one else. Benny gave Sandies a stern look.  “I don’t want to be walkin’ down the street and have some bum come up and pull a cigarette out of his ass and have to give him money for it.”  Sandies nodded submissively. “Cuz people can’t resist that, you know.  People gotta give you money! If you do it right. You got two weeks to learn in cuz in two weeks I’ll have my other pay stub and I’ll be gone with the wind.”  

Sandies watched carefully through the night and each time was mystified.  He could never get it to work himself, but finally did it once in the second week, just before Benny got his residence. “I’m gonna miss this camp.” Benny noted.  You know it ain’t such a bad gig.  Out of the rain,  nice guy managing the place, not much asked.  Only thing we got to do is to make sure the lot is swept, and no break ins and we got a place to sleep.  Sometimes I even read by that street lamp screwed in up there”  Benny pointed to the crooked lamp bolted to the back of the brick building for security reasons.  “Even got a little closet space,”  Benny continued as he lifted up a metal hatch in the brick fence of the patio.  “It used to be a BBQ pit, but now no one uses it. haha. cept me!”  

           

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After Benny finally received his living quarters, he got Good-Will to deliver a bed, and a few dishes he purchased.  Sandies gave him a TV he found in the trash as a house warming gift. He didn’t know if it worked, but it ended up receiving two channels, and Benny felt like a happy king with channel two and channel four.  Benny received a couch and recliner set from the curbside on his own initiative.  His small house soon had all the necessities of every other house. 

           Boxes were scattered everywhere as tables.  At first Benny would take hot showers and lay on his couch and imagine how he had risen from the city’s depths. That he had actually made it back into the social world.  He would talk to Cindy as if she was there beside him.  If only Cindy had actually been there.  The walls weren’t excessively comfortable to Benny.  They reminded him of his bills and his job.  He slept on the floor if he couldn’t sleep, because the bed was too soft and felt odd. 

           Sandies gradually came over less often, having to hustle on his own made it a little more trying to get by than Sandies had thought, but the magic trick was a great help.  Benny didn’t want to hang out with many of his coworkers, who were mostly teenagers.  He despised the ones that were his age, who were the type of people bent on outrunning everything, faster than everyone else, like the job was a race.  ‘Hurry up!’ They would always shout at him. 

           Benny would scowl and go a little faster for a little while, then slowly sink back down to his medium pace.  The work didn’t suit him well at all.  The schedule didn’t suit him well at all, he hated the fact that people had dominion over his time, and how he used it. He hated havining to befriend those who had written him, and worse his friends off.  

           Half my life, maybe more, he thought trying to figure out where all of his time had run off to.  What did suit him about the job was the free food, and a meager paycheck, which mostly covered rent, bills, and food that wasn’t free. 

            Benny sat on his couch looking at his flat walls, pure white. Boring.  Not even any texture to them, just blank space.  He slept on his back porch the times that the stagnate air inside was too much for him to sleep on the floor. He would reminisce about Sandies, and Deril, and Cindy, and he would wonder if Cindy, and Deril had met up there, in the eather.

           When Benny stepped back indoors the mornings after such nights, he felt odd, as if he was returning to a hotel room. Benny’s apartment just never seemed authentic to him, not the way he imagined it. Not authetic in the way Cindy used to make him feel.  He would go and eat the greasy chicken that the church would dish out on Sundays after their service.  He and Sandies talked there each wee., Sandies was doing ok. 

“This is the best winter I’ve had since I’ve been out here,” said Sandies one day,”It’s not even cold half the time! Like God decided not to turn the A/C down in his house this year.”

“Yeah,” Benny nodded his big black head, “like God left a stove on or somethin in his pad.”

That night Benny had a dream in which he was trapped within a town that was trapped within a giant Sparklets water bottle.  Some people were trying to get out, others were drivng up huge ramps of spiraling road, and running between buildings.  In his dream Benny was confused as to what was going on and why things in the town were so frantic.  There was a group of people looking through the plastic at whatever it was that was on the other side.  Then, as if he was some sort of supernatural being, Benny, unable to control his legs, stepped through the plastic barrier just before he awakened. 

Benny was confused when he first woke up, and was coated in what was, close as he could tell, a feeling of both spirituality and uneasiness. It stayed with him all day, and made him distanced from his job at the grocery.  “What’s with you today Benny?  Pick up the pace come on!” yelled a hurried manager. 

Benny got home and surveyed his apartment.  The box-tables, the stained couch, and the bare white walls. “This place is gonna be my tomb.” he said aloud. Nodding his head assuringly he began gathering his belongings.  He slipped his key into an envelope with the last month’s rent and went to the office to slip the envelope into the office mail slot.  He grabbed his old backpack and put in the sex gel, folded the blanket, cleaned up a bit, and made his way down to the rear of the shoe store where his camp use to be.  Sandies was there sweeping the lot.  “Hey Benny, what are you doing here?” he asked surprised at Benny’s presence. 

“I decided that Cindy might like me to have a bigger place, you know something a little more …comfortable.”  Benny replied. “You mind a roommate? I’ll sleep around the corner where you use to stay.”

“Yeah sure!” Sandies said grinning, “Welcome home.”

 

Home is not based in any certain place, Benny assured himself, home is

something you cant even touch, something abstract, impossible

to explain, but something real as any other thing, home is Cindy,

and Sandies, and the connection I have to them, is a dirty, but

meaningful wall beautifully decorated with soot and graffiti.

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2005-11-15 03:24:53
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Lovely. I especially like the end where Benny is talking/thinking to himself. It is pretty, in a not so pretty way.

I also have to add a nice laugh for the pullings from the homeless page- teehee- made me smile! Doing your research there.

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2005-11-16 01:10:00
2005-11-16 06:10:00
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watched about 15 short films last night it was pretty sweet, and now its time for the weekend (work, reading, and revisions! oh and a little relaxin too.) should be tons of fun! (minusthe fact that weve got some new crabbby manager WHO SUUUCKS!  but thats cool Im a master of taking the bad and turning it into good, so no sweat.  Hope yall have a nice weekend week month season year millenia… or however long it is untill I get back or you do.     -Riots on the streets of Miami-

Peace on the streets of my town(and Arkadoo)-

-Matteo Puerta de Sebastion y La Mancha-

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2005-11-04 13:23:53
Hey Matt, I haven’t talked to u in a while and I wanted to see what was up. So ur not in Arkado anymore? Where did u go? I’ve been working. It keeps me pretty busy. They had me in New York for a month actually. I just got back. I miss it mostly! Well I hope ur doing well!

Jen

2005-11-06 04:30:00
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Fri, 04 Nov 2005 02:11:17 -04:00
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watching the movie phone short film festival entries.  the thought is how beautiful it would feel to have someone else watching them here with me. .. and Yes, I have someone in mind.

http://movies.aol.com/short_film_festival

 

It is a big deal, breakfast is good. What did you have? 🙂

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hoola hoola hoola!

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Shangrila

The fairground is a lovely place,

To see, and drink, and draw.

But never is a Wiseman’s choice,

To live in Shangri-La.

The Ferris wheel’s a lovely view,

To sense the vultures ‘Caw’,

But what a dismal life it is,

To live in Shangri-la.

For Shangri-la is not the place

 For good or piece of mind,

And everything spins ’round so fast

There’s no place to unwind.

The jugglers will juggle ten stories high

Before they fall,

And Elephants, and clowns,

Will seem to scale the broken walls.

And in your mind you glorify,

The sights that people saw,

But trust me that beyond the lights

This city has its flaws.

 

  -Me-

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Shangri-La is in the title to a stevie nicks album

I like the poem

2005-10-27 02:32:00
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<![CDATA[that sentance in your book was cool. mmm hmm, yeah.

i really miss you lately. we need to meet somewhere and hang out. saddness can overtake me sometimes.]]>
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BEST JOHNNY CASH SONG

Well, my name it is Sam Hall, Sam Hall.
Yes, my name it is Sam Hall; it is Sam Hall.
My name it is Sam Hall an’ I hate you, one and all.
An’ I hate you, one and all:
Damn your eyes!

I killed a man, they said; so they said.
I killed a man, they said; so they said.
I killed a man, they said an’ I smashed in his head.
An’ I left him layin’ dead,
Damn his eyes!

But a-swingin’, I must go; I must go.
A-swingin’, I must go; I must go.
A-swingin’, I must go while you critters down below,
Yell up: “Sam, I told you so.”
Well, damn your eyes!

Instrumental break.
I saw Molly in the crowd; in the crowd.
I saw Molly in the crowd; in the crowd.
I saw Molly in the crowd an’ I hollered, right out loud:
Hey there Molly, ain’t you proud?
“Damn your eyes!”

Then the Sherriff, he came to; he came to.
Ah, yeah, the Sherriff, he came to; he came to.
The Sherriff, he come to an he said: “Sam, how are you?”
An I said: “Well, Sherriff, how are you,
Damn your eyes!”

My name is Samuel, Samuel.
My name is Samuel, Samuel.
My name is Samuel, an’ I’ll see you all in hell.
An’ I’ll see you all in hell,
Damn your eyes!

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2005-10-26 09:41:00
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Matthew,

As with “christians” (or should I say those who profess to be), there are (in my opinion), three typres of “sidewalk preachers”:
1. God-inspired
2. Self-inspired
3. Devil-inspired
As you probably already know, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out who fits where (especially when you use the scriptures as the basis for discernment) — your personal viewpoint and discription of this character brought to mind the story of the slave girl in Acts 16:16-24 … her message was true: “These men are the servants of the Most High God, who proclaim to us the way of salvation.” Though her message was true, her inspiration came from a demonic source and she was causing an annoying distractive mess of trouble. (check it out)

A relationship with the Living God, the Creator of Heaven and Earth, is a personal experience that involves an “inclusive” relationship with His family. And it operates just like your relationship with individuals in your own family. Once you were born your Father’s son, his blood flows through your veins. In or out of his presence, in or out of his good graces, when he’s happy with you or disappointed in you, when you make him smile or make him furious, you are still your daddy’s son. It’s the same way with God the Father. Once you have been born again, you are His child, and that’s the way it is. And the rest of the family, whether you like them or not (just like in your physical family), you’re stuck with … because you’re tied by blood … the blood that Jesus shed on Calvary’s cross. If this character you have encountered has been born again (God, help us), he too is member of the family, and should be dealt with as a member of the family (I don’t hesitate to tell my brothers or sister when they step out of line and are doing foolish things). It’s at times like these when leaning on God and listening for His instruction comes in handy … “smile”

“If your inner core is Jesus, then your ethics will be shaped by him and you will be filled with love (because God is love, right?)” — yes! — but, only if you allow yourself to become His disciple. “Ethics” (or your system of morality) is a learned thing, shaped by what you accept and reject as acceptable lifestyle. Most individuals have several “sets” of ethical standards: one for when they’re alone, a different one for each set of friends (depending upon the type of friends), a different one for each set of religious friends and acquaintances, sometimes even different ones for family and “sects” of family members. The confusion comes in when the different “groups” meet. For example: if it’s ok to say damn in front of my buddy but not ok to say it in front of my mom, what do i say when both of them are standing there? — the greater number of “sets” you have, the greater amount of stress you face — as I have “matured”, I’ve learned to develop one set of ethics (essentially what Jesus taught) and live by those whether I’m alone or in a nation of people — in other words, it’s ok for your ethical standard to “develop” … it does not mean you were a “fake” or “phoney” … if you let the Spirit of God develop the teachings of Christ in your life, then you have learned (are learning) to work out your salvation with fear and trembling as Paul instructed under the inspiration of God’s Holy Spirit

I hope I have not been to lenghty.

Your Friend,
Wes

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Broke.

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You ever think about being homeless or what it would be like to be homeless?  I do -did before I racked up these huge student loans.  Well if you ever do think on such things you should most definently take a look at this page http://guide2homelessness.blogspot.com/2004/10/introduction-to-project.html It is absoultely kickass and impecably insightfull.  I think people would really get alot out of it even if they dont think about this stuff. In fact I would say it is at least or not more inprtant to look at this if you dont think about it.  I dont usually recomend other sights but this one I think takes the cake so you should check it out if you get the chance.  I guarente you will look at things at least a little differently.  (especially the part on “a word to teens”)  well that it for now so I’ll see you folks around.  Leave a message.

Matthew Sebastion-

kindadorky
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Stress Week OVER! wooohooo! Its my sisters b-day tomorrow!  Wooohooo!  More hate mail didnt arrive in themail today!  wooohoooo!   I got to my 8:00 on time this morning(4th time this year)! wooohoooo!   The Class was cancelled!  wooooohooo!   No body broke into my room and cleaned it while I was away this weekend!  wooohooo!  More fan mail also forgot to get here today! woooohooooo!  Folk music! wooohooo!  Time for my car inspection! woohooo!  Watermelon! wooohooo!

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<![CDATA[there’s lots of “woohoo”-in goin’ on in that last post. I’ll add my share:

i didn’t get killed in Harrison this weekend! woohoo!!
i heart matthews sebastian! woohoo!!!
i had a crappy test today!! notsowoohoo!!!!

*mwah*]]>
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more “woohoo’s”:

I get to see YOU this weekend! Woohoo! I can’t wait to see you, woohoo!

<![CDATA[there are 343 members in the “sons of thunder” blog – just checkin’ to see how many respond when you leave a comment

 

(sometimes my interest in statistics borders on lunacy)

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745143401

<![CDATA[thanks for helping with my “stats” project … as of 9am (central) 56/223 responded … (i stopped at 223 with those who had not posted since July of 2005 … an attempt to make the poll a little more accurate) … that means:

 

25.1% of the people who received a comment responded

 

(that’s a better response percentage rate than “altar-call” at most churches on Sunday mornin’… “smile”)

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Thu, 13 Oct 2005 00:56:39 -04:00
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Cary Grant
You scored 19% Tough, 14% Roguish, 28% Friendly, and 38% Charming!
You are the epitome of charm and style, the smooth operator who steals the show with your sophisticated wit and quiet confidence. You are able to catch any woman you want just by flashing that disarming smile. When you walk into a room, the women are instantly intrigued and even the men are impressed. When you find yourself in trouble, you are easily able to charm your way out of it, or convince others to help you. You’re seen as dashing, suave and romantic. Your co-stars include Katharine Hepburn, Irene Dunne, and Joan Fontaine, stylish women who know a class act when they see it.

Find out what kind of classic dame you’d make by taking the Classic Dames Test.

 

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
free online dating free online dating
You scored higher than 24% on Tough
free online dating free online dating
You scored higher than 45% on Roguish
free online dating free online dating
You scored higher than 42% on Friendly
free online dating free online dating
You scored higher than 73% on Charming

 

Top 5 most hilarious google search returns for my name:

the Sebastion has a look of fine cut stone. The legs come in two widths…

Hello I’m Julian. And I’m Sebastion. We were adopted on October 26,1999.

sebastion. Will someone please put the lights back on?

Sebastion” Goodbye my friends I have a girlfriend I won’t be seeing you now. Hope that I can make it on my own because I know.

The greatest genius of the Baroque Period was… Sebastion

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Sebastian, Sebastian,

You make me smile

FOr a name like yours

I would run half a mile.

Yes, That’s right

You heard me.

I would jog

until I pee’d.

That’s how much

Sebastian means to me!

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2005-10-11 10:18:00
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<![CDATA[you’re cary grant cause you’re hot.

i’m supposed to be dead because Katherine is dead.

so i guess we’re both dead, really.]]>
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kindadorky
Sun, 09 Oct 2005 21:43:35 -04:00
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I am doing some research on WWII and I go into the library and I search for “world war two” and you know what it brought up? not a book on the wild west. no It brought up a book that some of you may be interested in perhaps:

names on the Ouachita Baptist University WWII me : Downs, William David,
      D736 .D68 2004 ; WILLIS LIBRARY-2nd FLOOR:AVAILABLE
Author Downs, William David, 1932-
Title The Fighting Tigers : the untold stories behind the names on the Ouachita Baptist University WWII memorial / by William David Downs, Jr.

Isnt that awesome!?  I was confused at first at why it was bringing up ouachitas books but hey that book is here.  and when I get enough time im gonna check it out.  Because ITS WEIRD TO ME THAT WE HAVE THIS! and no, i dont know why its weird either.  I just do. ]]>
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thats your cue to come back 😉

i miss you… call me.

2005-10-10 14:47:00
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I recomend it, in my humble view, it is rather a good book. Good stories. It wasn’t published all that long ago if I remember right, the summer before my freshman year. Although, if I wasn’t brain dead right now I could probably scroll up and find the date on it in that cute little box you posted over. *sigh*

Anyways, the toe. It seems that I have an infection in my big toe. The doctor gave me an antibiotic. So maybe it will look all pretty again- or as pretty as feet/toes can look.

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kindadorky

Thu, 06 Oct 2005 03:08:06 -04:00
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When I have a farm, It will be filled with Onionbirds.

In having trouble coming up with a thesis for my paper I’d really like to write something relative to Shaw’s heartbreak house or brecht’s good woman of setzuan, but I’m having a lot of difficultly constructing an argument within either of those plays to fill meet the page requirement. If any body has any good Ideals or suggestions please send them this way!  I could really use them.

not lonely, but tiered of being alone,

Matthew S. Harrison.

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<![CDATA[I hope my suggestion helped you.  I you.  ]]>
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Matt,

I miss you!!!!!! Come see me! You always make me laugh hahah your comments are always so hilarious hahaha call me sometime. Love ya

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This summer I bought an onion and named it Gene Shallot…

Can we retire together? Forget that extra nickel, I’ll give you a dime to be my friend. Just think, It’ll be great! We could play dominos together and throw loafs of bread at the ducks (notice I said loaf and not crums… muhahahahaha.) We will sit and laugh as you take you denchers out and make faces at all the little children. Shoot! We should go to Mexico and become bounty hunters! It’ll be great. No one would expect a thing! Until… the Dark Butcher jumps into the scene and saves the world *insert Mariah Carrie music*

Anyways, I really miss you and you should come visit really soon. We’re keeping your old indian song and dance alive at dinner time, but it has lost the grace that you brought to it. *tear* doot doot um doot doot um doot doot ew la la la…

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The insurance company
Just gave this decaying girl
The okay to seek out help

Maybe her toe
Will not be lost
Perhapse it will get to stay

She would rather like that
All things considered

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<![CDATA[hello there! well, i’m glad that you found your way out of the mirror…not all are quite as lucky.
how are things at the UNT? corey is right, we do miss you here!]]>
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write a story about a girl in a farm with a talking pillow and and how they robbed the bank. lol

-Skid-Knee =0)

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Hi Matt!!! Just wanted to say it twice! Hi!

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<![CDATA[you are an all-knowing man in the ways of ouachita. i must rely on your services alone…

i bid you adieu, my wonderful green potatoe.]]>
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no it’s not a joint effort cause Ryan has seen a lot more movies than I have.  A lot more.

it’s just little ol me.

Krystal

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Tue, 04 Oct 2005 17:56:14 -04:00

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Oh, Matt… Only you would find something so silly that it’s beautiful.  Man I miss you alot… when are you coming to visit? 

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you do know that that note up there was from me, Krystal…right?  *thpt*  yellin Ryan’s name….haha

krystal

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Wed, 28 Sep 2005 18:38:18 -04:00
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I got the driving idea for this story strait from my good friend ryry who is a gunious and also pretty frikin hilarious and also he’s married. (sorry ladies) but hey!  I’m not, thats cool I mean right?… Right? hey come back! Hey!…

Any feedback is apriciated.

Savior

I started out my professional career as a social worker in Waxahachie.  The work was interesting enough.  The benefit of knowing that what I did made a difference in the world, was something I wanted to live for the rest of my life.  Ever since I was a teenager I knew I could never be a tycoon in the business world.  It all seemed too impersonal, with too many facades, business suits, kaki pants, Polo shirts, having to suck up to people you despised.  Even you’re voice was prescribed to you straight from the corporate office.  Eventually these things soaked through your skin to your spirit, and started telling it how to act too they took you and shaped you into their corporate soldier, heart and all.  I guess I may have just heard one to many horror stories about businessmen who lost their humanity somewhere on the busy streets, with the cars that moved as fast as the day, or that by mistake they had misfiled whatever it was that defined them.

            College was tough because of this; I didn’t know what exactly I could choose as my life’s work that wouldn’t change me into something colder.  Social work seemed like the best alternative.

            I left Social work ironically for exactly that reason.  I hated telling parents that they couldn’t see their children.  I loathed the dismay I felt when recovering drug addicts, and gang related kids would go back to what they knew best.  The breakdowns, the threats, and the successes, each reminded me of what it was to be human.  But the rules and the politics of it all set up camp inside me and despite myself, I began to change.  It was impossible to abide by all the policies, be efficient, and still connect with my clients.  I became harder and colder just as I promised myself not to earlier in life.  I stopped trying my best to look at people themselves and started looking at the facts, and their profiles.

‘Black male 25, history of crack cocaine, one son, 0 daughters, arrested for driving while intoxicated for the fourth time, and possession of marijuana for the 8th.’

‘White mother, low income home, smokes two packs of cigarettes a day, on parental probation for bruises found on her Childs legs.’

‘Spanish mother, low-income home, on probation for malnourished kids, and the truancy of her oldest son Javier Muentes.’

People became files, they lost their faces, many of which had the tendency to lie. I had let people by too many times and made too many mistakes to trust everyone. Its harder to know than you think. Once a man by the name of Jimmy came in and told me, “We stayed up allll night on Saturday just talking about Jesus and readin’ the good book.  Things has changed for me, because Christ came down and touched me, he sent you along to me, and you got me all turned around onto the right path.” His smile was brilliant, “all those who cometh to me I will no wise cast out. John 6:37, that’s my favorite one!” he winked at me.  After I had signed his papers letting him move on to the next step of recovery, and giving his license back, I found out from one of his friends that the reason he had stayed up all night reading was because they were both on coke.

Another time I had to tell a little girl that she would be moving in with another set of parents.  Because her mom couldn’t stay off drugs, and it wasn’t healthy for her to stay there.  The man mom had been clean for a whole month by the time the child had been taken away, but the decision had already been made.  She was a little oriental girl named Constance.  The most beautiful angel anyone ever saw.  She got her soul ripped out of her in that new big house, with the one set of new clothes her new parents bought her, forced to do all manner of things a child of six ought never need to do.  Even though the government gave the parents plenty of money to take care of the child, they only spent enough on her to keep up appearances.  They were being paid to have a 3-foot servant in their house.  At the age of 8 Constance had been forced to skin, cook, and eat her own cat for a meal.  â€œIt’s a delicacy where you’re from,” the foster mother said, gently patting the child’s head, and holding her body to her chest. “Now get in there, and I’ll tell you what spices to use.”  Nobody knew about it until Constance was nine, and heard that she might be getting her real mother back.  It all came out in court.  Mother and child were quickly reunited, or rather what was left of a child, the body of a child, not the eyes. The foster parents were forced to pay back most of the money they had received from the government, but couldn’t be jailed because their abuse never got physical.

            The case made me sick, I couldn’t believe that I had been involved. I hadn’t selected the parents, but I had supported the choice to relocate her.

            After that I resigned my position, hoping the next guy that stepped in would be better.  I didn’t sleep for three days.  The back of my eyes had been tattooed with the hollow brown irises of Constance.  The sleep on the fourth night was short, and pointless.  I woke up after two hours feeling as if I hadn’t slept at all.

            After a while I got my A license and began driving trucks.  I didn’t need much sleep anymore anyway. It was a decent job, with a decent wage but it lacked contribution.  It felt empty.  Just like the brown eyes that kept staring at me.  Her eyes began to cross.  They started to move from their sockets.  They had now completely crossed the small straight yellow nose on her face.  They grew bigger, and brighter; they jutted to and fro frantically.   “HHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPP!!”

            I woke up on the other side of the road with the realization that I was still at the wheel.  My truck had run the lonely car off the road.  Perhaps it was a businessman on a late night.  Perhaps it was a husband, on his way back to meet his wife, after an night at the Holiday Inn with his girlfriend.  “Time to pop another doze.” I said thinking that hearing my voice might wake me up and retrieving the small bottle of No-Doze from the console  .  It wasn’t my voice that did the waking, or the small white pill.  It was the thought of life lived.  The renewed sacredness of mind inside the other car.  Their life was fixed, temporarily.  They would be steadfast at the moment.  Closer to God.  Closer to their kids.  Closer to everything they had packed up in lost files or forgotten to remember.  No longer indifferent, or casual, or above anyone.  They had to take time and reckon with themselves, with their mortality, and the way they’d been living, and treating others, and how ever good or bad, there was at least a small possibility that it would all come toppling back on them ten fold after they were dead.

I’d seen it happen many times as a social worker.  Near death experiences changed peoples lives.  One guy became a preacher.  Now he led the biggest church in Waxahachie.  Something in that light you see when you know it’s all over, changes you, it wakes you up.  I’d finnaly found a way to change things.  “I bet that mother wouldn’t have been such a whore to her kids if she had been forced to look at herself.” I said in a determined voice, as I ran another car off the road.

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Its an ok movie. Really dissapointing though bc I thought it’d be better than it was.

And you’re nice too Sebastian.

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2005-09-29 01:54:00
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2005-09-29 11:12:00
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2005-09-29 12:41:00
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<![CDATA[sebbie, that was so amazing. really really really cool.

ps, i wasn’t citationed, interestingly enough. it’s for my sorority.
we can’t “join” until we take this huge course about alcohol
and its effects on the body. i just finished it yesterday and i have
been working on it for a week. it was pooie. but i love you!!!


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i called u after the movie… but… NO MATT!! oh well… we’ll have to hang the next time you’re home.

i miss u matt 😦 a lot… i’m still ur best girl friend right?… 😦

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Post margarita Midday this afternoon, I began considering the actions taken place this weeks end.  What had happened? Had anything changed?  What had changed? Surely in a world constantly evolving Something had changed.  But what about me?  What about my friends and perhaps in those changes had in fact the world changed? Was it for the better or had things taken a turn for the worse?  had mother earth in her Menopausal tendencies switched things around to make them more suitable.  Perhaps this tendency to rearrange, to change things about was constant, and in her consistent despondency was the change that was ongoing in civilization, in nature too.  Because these thing have now become separate and distinct, only crossing the thresholds of one another in the subtlest of ways.  For instance, as humans we like to equate mistakes, murder, trespasses and even divinity into our own culture, we call it human nature.  In fact these things are the closest to nature that many of us reach.  The understanding that we’re human.  In that moment we are more understanding and universal.  The issue with this is only that generally we restrict our universal point of view to ourselves and deny our own theory to the other people active in society.  We automatically apply our personal point of view to others telling ourselves that they understand, though they may have no notion of your thoughts anywhere within their cognitive actions.

You are guilty of the same fallacy whether you accept or deny it.  When you get in front of someone a little to close for comfort in traffic, you tell yourself “oh hey, they probably understand, I have places to be. I’m late!”  They think you’re an ass-hole though.

I think back to a time that my friend Jacob and I had gone out to a field that Jacob discovered, and frequented, just after we graduated.  I had never been there.  A vast pasture full with hills, valleys a pond with a rickety bridge made of old fence boards, small forests, and a barn.  We went out to this field after I had been gone for a long while at college to catch up.  I had not forgotten how full of thought Jacob had been in high school, but had forgotten the depth and logic that he could apply to any subject.

“to the right or the left? what do you think Crack?”

“to the left, the right is the choice that everyone makes in the books, or at least the choice the audience knows they should make”

“To the left it is.”  and he pulled his B5100 forward into a little jet of land that stretched toward the center of the pond.  The land felt spooky to me, eerie, and I couldn’t be at rest sensing that at any moment the owner of the land or a policeman could drive in and bust us for being there.  It want really out of city limits.

“hey Crack,”

“Yea?”  I echoed back from the end of the peninsula.

“Get in the truck.”  I walked back and got in “what’s going on?” I asked more out of fear than of curiosity, but I played it off like a true bastard.  “I remembered something” Jacob said as we pulled around to the path on the right side.  I guess the books were right.  I felt my pockets for my smokes “Screw!, my cigarettes are in my car.”  “I’ve got a few” Jacob replied.

We arrived at the other side of the lake and parked the truck.  Down the path was the rickety bridge I mentioned earlier surrounded my enormous white boulders.  “this place is sweet, how long have you known about this?”

“just after we graduated,”         “cool.”     “yeah its alright”  We crossed the bridge and went over to the barn, there was a fence made out of about six bars, four for the sides and two for the middle.  Jacob paused. “Well there’s a fence here,  I guess we cant go any further.”  I ducked between the two bars and straightned out on the other side.  “Thats a great fence!” Jacob followed suit.  We talked for all of maybe two minutes before we stopped.  Something was moving in the distance.  Something was coming.  “Is someone else here?” Jacob asked in strained curiosity.  “Whatever it is, its coming at us!”  We both ran for the fence, but stopped when we realized what it was.  “Oh, its just a horse.”  We both relaxed. And then we both realized that despite its affiliation it was still huge, and still charging at us, rapidly.  “Crap! It’s still coming”  I said and darted for the fence this time as fast as I could.  The horse was closing in! its clip clops reminding me of its size.  I looked back at the horse to see how close it really was, and how terrifying it looked in the night. “ooooohhh Crap!”  I yelled.   I also ran into the fence.  But, got under just before the horse closed in on me, Jacob made it too.  Both panting and out of breath.

The story goes on and actually does have a point but I’m too tiered to finish it.  Sooo I’m really sorry to anyone that read all that.                                        Sincerely,

                                                                                                         Sebas  

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this should give you an idea of just   howmany movies I dont go see… (ehh)

put an X by the movies you’ve seen.
If you get more than 70, you’re a movie whore.

 


(x) Pirates of the Caribbean
( ) Boondock Saints
( ) The Mexican
(x) Fight Club
(X) Starsky and Hutch
(x) Neverending Story
(X) Blazing Saddles
( ) Garden State
(x) The Princess Bride
(x) Young Frankenstien
(X) Anchor Man
(X) Napoleon Dynamite
( ) Saw
( ) White Noise
( ) White Oleander
(x) Anger Management

Total here: 10

 

( ) 50 First Dates
( ) Jason X
( ) Scream
( ) Scream 2
( ) Scream 3
(x) Scary Movie
( ) Scary Movie 2
(X) Scary Movie 3
(X) American Pie
( ) American Pie 2
( ) American Wedding
(x) Harry Potter
(x) Harry Potter 2
( ) Resident Evil I
( ) Resident Evil 2
(x) The Wedding Singer
( ) Little Black Book
Total here: 6

 

( ) The Village
(XX) Donnie Darko
( ) Lilo & Stitch
( ) Finding Nemo
() Finding Neverland
() 13 Ghosts
( ) Signs
(x) The Grinch
( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre
(x) White Chicks
( ) Butterfly Effect
( ) Thirteen Going on 30
( ) I Robot
(x) Dodgeball
( ) Universal Soldier
( ) A Series Of Unfortunate Events
( ) Along Came A Spider
( ) Deep impact
Total here: 4

 

(X) KingPin
( ) Never Been Kissed
(x) Meet The Parents
( ) Meet the Fockers
(X) Eight Crazy Nights
( ) A Cinderella Story
( ) The Terminal
(XXXXXXXX, ok not really) The Lizzie McGuire Movie
( ) Passport to Paris
(x) Dumb & Dumber
(X, unfortunately) Dumb & Dumberer
( ) Final Destination
( ) Final Destination 2
(X) Halloween
(X) The Ring
( ) The Ring 2
(x) Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle
( ) Practical Magic
( ) Chicago
( ) Ghost Ship
(X) From Hell
( ) Hellboy
( ) Secret Window
(xX) I Am Sam
( ) The Whole Nine Yards
( ) The Whole Ten Yards
( ) The Day After Tomorrow
( ) Child’s Play
(x) Bride of Chucky
(x) Ten Things I Hate About You
(x) Just Married
( ) Gothika
( ) Nightmare on Elm Street
( ) Sixteen Candles
( ) Bad Boys
( ) Bad Boys 2
( ) Joy Ride
( ) Seven
(x) Oceans Eleven
( ) Oceans Twelve
( ) Identity
Total here: 14!

 

( ) Lone Star
(x) Predator I
( ) Predator II
(x) Independence day
( ) Cujo
( ) A Bronx Tale
( ) Darkness Falls
( ) Christine
(x) ET
(x) Children of the Corn
( ) My Boss’ Daughter
( ) Maid in Manhattan
( ) Frailty
( ) Best Bet
( )How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(x) She’s All That
( ) Calendar Girls
( ) Sideways
( ) Mars Attacks
Total here: 5

 

(x) Event Horizon
(x) Ever After
(x) Forrest Gump
( ) Big Trouble in Little China
(x) X-men 1
(x) X-men 2
(x) Catch Me If You Can
( ) The Others
( ) Freaky Friday
( ) Ring of Fire
(x) The Hot Chick
( ) Swimfan
( ) Miracle
(x) Old School
( ) Ray
( ) The Notebook
( ) K-Pax
Total here: 8

 

(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
( ) A Walk to Remember
( ) Boogeyman
(x) Hitch
(x) The Fifth Element
(x) Star Wars episode I The Phantom Menace
(x) Star Wars episode II Attack of The Clones
(x) Star Wars episode III Revenge of The Sith
(x) Star Wars episode IV A New Hope
(x) Star Wars episode V The Empire Strikes Back
(x) Star Wars episode VI Return of The Jedi
(X (ch. 21!)) Troop Beverly Hills
( ) Swimming with Sharks
(x) Air Force One
( ) For Richer or Poorer
(x) Trainspotting
( ) People Under the Stairs
( ) Blue Velvet
(x) Sound of Music
( ) Parent Trap
( ) The Burbs
(x) The Terminator
( ) Empire Records
(X) SLC Punk
( ) Meet Joe Black
( ) Wild girls
(X) A Clockwork Orange
( ) The Order
(x) Spiderman
(x) Spiderman 2
(x) Amelie
Total here: 22

 

( ) Mean Girls
(x) Shrek
(x) Shrek 2
(x) The Incredibles
( ) Collateral
(x) The Fast & The Furious
( ) 2 Fast 2 Furious
( ) Sky Captain Of The World Of Tomorrow
( ) Closer
Total here: 4

 

(x) Titanic
(x) Saved
( ) Bowling For Columbine
( ) Farenheit 9/11
(x) The Sixth Sense
( ) Artificial intelligence (AI)
( ) Love actually
( ) Shutter
( ) Ella Enchanted
( ) Princess diaries
( ) Princess diaries 2
( ) Constantine
( ) Million Dollar Baby
( ) Envy
( ) Eurotrip
( ) Malibu’s Most wanted
(x) Big Daddy
(x) Black Sheep
( ) The Breakfast Club
(x) West Side Story
Total here: 6

 

(x) A Christmas Story
( ) Spanglish
(x) Pulp Fiction
( ) Sleepover
( ) The Evil Dead
( ) Killer Klowns From Outer Space
( ) The Seed of chucky
(x) Vanilla Sky
(x) Nightmare Before Christmas
( ) Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind
(x) Interview With The Vampire
(x) The Crow
( ) Purple Rain
( ) Reservoir Dogs
(x) Wayne’s World
Total here: 7

 

(x) Wayne’s World 2
( ) 21 Grams
( ) Blow
(x) Edward Scissorhands
(x) Clerks
(x) Beauty and the Beast
( ) Guess Who
( ) Monster In-Law
(X) Elf
( ) Stuart Little
( ) Stuart Little 2
(x) Mall Rats
(x) Chasing Amy
(x) Dogma
(x) Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back
Total here: 8

 

(x) Beetlejuice
(x) The Last Samurai
(x) The Amityville Horror
(x) The Aviator
(x) Romeo + Juliet
( ) Barbershop
( ) Beauty Shop
(x) Legally Blonde
( ) Legally Blonde 2
(x) The Forgotten
( ) Confessions Of A Teenage Drama Queen
( ) Grudge
Total here: 7
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!  (terrible paper response)  aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok well I guess I should start I   as sappy as it seems I just wanted to say that I love and miss you all (esp. Micheal, Lisa, and yes, you too Sidney)  when we all get together what a day of rejoicing that will be.

Coffee officially smells like homework now I think it is impossible for me to do any homework or paper writting without it.  I wish my room was brighter dingy light makes me depressed.

God bless, rest well, and please .. dont take and wooden knickles.  (theyre really hard to spend)

—-Matthew Sebastion—–

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hey i bess b that lisa u speak of~!

i agree coffee makes me think of all nighters and finals… fun times.

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aw, matt… I miss you immensley. It was so great to talk to you… I just wish I could give you a huge hug that would last forever and ever and ever… I have so much I could say too you… just know that I wish more than anything that I was with you or you were here…

I will come see you soon…
Ah, Wilderness is running October 20-something to the 31st, I believe. If you come up for it, I claim you for a good chunk of time!

Love you, hon!
~Princess Lisa~

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I miss you terribly!…. I am still planning on coming down to see you Fall Break…

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Why do people sometimes start out post (mostly ones that address how they feel about certain emotional states or about themselves) with a question? Why do I follow the rules to the tee?  I follow them so closely that all or most of any personal thought or creativity is smushed out, as if life is merely a giant test on following directions, and perhaps at the end the final instructions will say do not answer numbers 21-300 but answer all the others, or scribble all over the pages and ignore all the other instructions on this test save this one.  Who knows?  I’m going to try to figure this out and to stop living for every one but me and figure it out. Here’s the farewell and wish me luck, I’m leavin’.  I quit.

 hahaha hope your summer is great! Im off in search for employment, and other things.

I walk these streets where my soulless feet
Haunt the ground where it was I once tread
On Grafton’s Arcade pours the rich commerce rain
Though the voices I no longer hear speak
Heaven’s to blame so on that I’ll abstain
Best clean the church from my cracked fingernail
But don’t let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind

From God’s golden plate begrudgers they eat
‘Till their belly’s burst ignorance bliss
Never they roam a wanderless home
Is as far as their sorry eye sees
Give me a rusty ol’ goat well trampled and soaked
Until these ashes and blood mingle deep
But don’t let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind

Though I’ve been that face before
Slammed every open door
Squandered once scattered beliefs
So when the waves come crashin’ in
I’ll swim as the ocean swims
Out with the morning tide
Then back for my tea

So I’ll do as I please like the well-tempered breeze
Blowin’ which way I see fit
I’ll grey with the clay seven days till the day
When they throw me on the potter’s scrap heap
But take my advice; you’ll have to bury me twice
Cause the first time I won’t rest easily
But don’t let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind

So don’t let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
I want a race well run ahead of the gun
With a dance before the far finish line
So no life long regrets, only well feathered steps
Until these shoes I can no longer shine
But don’t let me die still wonderin’
For the love I left behind

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Job hunting… yuck. Hope it all works out good for ya!

Later!

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Good luck finding a job…. you must come visit sometime this summer… it is so boooorrring here.

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I’ve been at home, work, hanging out with friends. Give me a call at home sometime… 501-407-0490. I wont have my cell back till my paycheck…in two weeks. And I wont have the net for a few more weeks. How u been? Did u find a job yet? We’re hiring at the Rave… hahaha. What have u been up to this past few weeks?? If u ever wanna call or text me after 11pm, call or text my sis’s cell 501-960-3633. I’ll text u when I have my phone back. I miss you. I wish I could tell u all these hillarious stories, but my time is limited. I’ll talk to u later.

love ya,

Sid =0)

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i missed ur call a week or so ago- i was at church camp- SuperSummer and i couldn’t call back, i could have, but i was really tryin to not use my cell phone and b distracted. i’m tryin to catch up on sleep is y i haven’t called u back just yet.

i may have a nickname for ya.

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JUST GOT HOME!

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Ok, so Matt told me to post something on his Xanga site…. I dont even know what to post on my own site let alone his site.  So… yeah…

It is like 2:22 am and Matt is still working on a huge project that he decided to procrastinate on.  I have tried to help him as much as possible… but all I can really do is offer moral support and laugh at his occational peanut heads.  Figure drawing and Matt… well… lets just say that they have a lot of growing to do… together.  Neither is kind to the other right now.

Ok, so no more talking about Matt’s silly peanut heads…. out.

Amanduh

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Yeah my first post on your site… yea!!!!!…. (Insert Politically Incorrect Retarded guy from Crank Yankers….)

ahhh…..

  Amanduh 

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You know I just had an ephiany (how do you spell that??)  Anyways… we must do something fun tonight because it is…. Friday the 13th…. ooooooo…. yeah…. we must.

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Tippy, WHY DID YOU FART?

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ah, matt, i’m going to miss you this summer

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I am going to miss you so much…take care Matteo…..

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Fore to hither you must remain

rip the paper

crack the brain.

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hm. i don’t get your post.]]>
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When I was walking to my class

When I was walking to my class

I saw a young man there.

He was talking to himself,

and pulling on his hair.

He threw his book upon the ground.

(He only carried one)

Upon the bridge, he screamed and yelled,

It did not seem too fun.

He slammed the book again! AGAIN!

untill it was in parts,

then threw the book over the edge,

jumped too, and screamed: “my heart!

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then I must have found you through Sidnie’s website (my bad) Forgive me for making that sever and horrible mistake.Miss you pal!

–Kayla

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Ooooo I like I like…

Ps.  I had a blast at Walmart… we must do that more often… wait…. ok.  We must do that more often in the fall. 

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I like your dishonest opinion about finals. I honestly agree. Thanks for commenting on my site. Thanks for being a great friend and for just being your honest self. Thanks for making me laugh on days that aren’t so good. See you around my honest pal.

–Kay Rae (Kayla) (I will xplain that name later)

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Hey matteo you gotta let me know how i can stay in touch with you over the summer. Catch later

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Thanks for telling me the song was beautiful. I feel so good inside now. Ok well if you ever want me to magically appear on the line it’s 903-748-5101..have a great summer if I don’t see you before then

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Dr. Seuss?? Is that you? I loved the way you made it rhyme, and loved the way it touched my heart. It left me in a state of awe, and made me want to rhyme and rhyme.

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Now, a few basic points about driving. One of the first things they teach you in Driver’s Ed is where to put your hands on the steering wheel. They tell you put ’em at ten o’clock and two o’clock. Never mind that. I put mine at 9:45 and 2:17. Gives me an extra half hour to get where I’m goin’.

Have you ever noticed that anybody driving slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac?

 

And Remember:  Honesty may be the best policy, but it’s important to remember that apparently, by elimination, dishonesty is the second-best policy.

-Sebastian

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i actually do the whole 10 o clock and 2 o clock rule.

and occasionally a 6 and 12.

or the 11 and 1.

or the 7 and 3.

or just the 12.

i’m lame.

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Hey Matt…It’s Kayla…hope you do well on your finals. Have a great summer if I don’t see you before then!

–Kayla

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ha! I made the most comments on you comments box. ha!

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Matt,

OBU blog ring…how else would I have found you? 😉 Good luck!

–Kayla

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ahhh… that’s beautiful. c u wednesday… and i don’t mean the lil gurl in the Adam’s Family.

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This is just another example of starting a senence with the word this, and ending it with the word that.

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Almost done with school! finnaly the last couple feet to go. Any ways how has everyone been? aparently theres a coulpe who might answer: In love Thats cool I reallu happy for you’s guys.  welp Its late and Ive still got alot to do, thank goodness and God for blessing me with 90’s alternative to lull me through the night! ok well Im outy.  also I bout it (remember that) yea, i’m bringin it back.

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I love you and I miss you

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yes, my love scene music is the hokey pokey..         what…

haha… ur name is incredible!

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awesome. I love when people have my last name.

-Sarah

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I don’t eat, and sleep little,

But don’t get out of bed

I don’t talk. I don’t talk.

There’re tears from my gray eyes

Confused at why I cry

I don’t talk about my disorder.

I read wrong my brains wrong

“creative” ‘s just the same

as telling someone ugly that their “nice.”

I don’t read, I don’t talk

The scares are on my brain.

I don’t talk about my disorder.

I see you, you see me

You say hi; I can’t speak.

My face is just funny,

It no longer works right.

I don’t speak, I don’t talk,

You’ll never hear my voice.

I don’t talk about my disorder.

I’m clumsy, I crooked

I’m “special” and slow.

I’m sideways, I feel it.

I feel things to know.

I sense it inside me

My senses are strong.

I stand out, I don’t talk,

My eyes always bright,

I don’t talk about my disorder.

You say that I am smart,

But you missed the true part.

(The piece they tell only adults.)

But kids, they can find it

We figure things out,

That part of us hasn’t died

We know it, were not right

We don’t talk, we don’t talk

We just keep the same walk

Behind with the label “disorder.”

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Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97… wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.

The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.

I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.

You are NOT as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

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matt matt matt porkshire porkshire porkshire

when are you coming back to good ol cedar hill/midlothian/desoto/wherever you live? you need to give me a call when you do, or better yet, give me your number. i miss you like mad.

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beautiful post… i can dig it… hey matt… have i informed you that i am now officially in love… i’m becoming ryan when he first met krystal… and i’m not only ok with it… i’m actually mad at myself for not understanding what he was going through or being understanding that he was going through something i didn’t understand… i think its because i like to think i understand all and what nots… probably… you need to hear the story of how i met her… people have been sitting around me in the fives… and listening to the story!!! they all leave crying and jealous and or mad at me… mainly its the guys who’s girls are like why couldn’t our relationship be like that or why can’t we have miraculous romantic moments everytime we meet… its a beautiful thing man… its a beautiful thing…

any ho…

Peace… and mucho Love to ya Borhter… Long time no See…

–The Edgar

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that was very intriguing!  I enjoyed it

Krys

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btw…can u explain the picture on ur xanga….is that u??

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Edgar? Did u call me once? looking for matt? ha. so there’s a face to the name. lol congrats kiddo.

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Edgar? Did u call me once? looking for matt? ha. so there’s a face to the name. lol congrats kiddo.

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woah. remember the days…

-the divine colornator.

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Destruction.

The sun above:

         A  gooses golden egg.

                 It hatches.

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He tensed and grit his teeth and grinned his heart felt like a violin who could conjure up this sin to live without your closest kin.  College is where it all begins at first they were so proud of him but now  his guts are caving in to live (living) without his closest kin.  They sent him to a private school so that his spirit’d not be fooled, but who knew what that school would do and now his closest kin is through.  She kept her hair, but was in and out of hospitals she had no doubt that she was going down and out if only that had held more clout your closest kin now down and out.  And now he’s here he’s dressed in black if he could only just go back (he’d give his life to get her back,) she never owned a Cadillac he only wants his granny back.  A letter told him through the mail, and sent his spirit strait to hell it doesn’t seem like he’ll get well your closest kin to heaven sail.

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WAIT FOR IT.. WAIT..

On the otherhand, strike was tonight and dang it took forever, but its done now whoo hoo!  ahh bon voyage dear sweet musical. so long.

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The REVOLUTION BEGINS 4/28…

.. [instert cold wind blowing here]

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you mean the TV show? i thought that started last week. oh man, i need a life.

how are you?

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so I put up a bunch of pictures on the wall and now I feel like Im being watched…

 

… what was that?  …    I gotta go.

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maybe you are…

oh and i swear i didn’t mean to be mean… really… promise 🙂

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yes.  dont you ever do that again. lol  ok im one being weird for the day.

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Rmember those good ol’e sentences of the day? … yea me either and for that reason here some of them that were, are.:

 

“when your hope and your faith collide, that is when you (are chalenged)”

…”,Hey everybody else is quitting.  Can I have a raise?”

 “All I want for Christmas is a headstone for the son that I lost, I haven’t had any way to mark his burial site”

“Some one come help grandma, she’s stuck behind the refrigerator”

“step into the sky”

 “learning to say no”

 “Capture the mountain tops and controll the valleys”

  you are in the waiting

 Diamonds are only chunks of coal, which stuck to their Job you see.      – Minnie RIchard  Smith

 There are some men who lift the age they inhabit, till all men walk on higher ground in that lifetime”   Maxwell Anderson quote

“another discovery that still lies in the future for the villagers to make and to learn to live with is that mussels can be eaten without causing instant death.”  Kurt Vonnegut-

when it hurts to fly

“kitty is a cross dresser”

Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm

On the other hand, ……. you have different fingers.

Oh that i had the wings of a great bird, that i would fly from this trouble

Sunday is a tunnel

Lord, I backed down

Im ok and your ok

You have to be the change you want for the world

You dont walk in those doors to get something, you walk in those doors to give something

a love letter burned so many years ago

Burried bibbles… (as in a story)

“well rounded”? or mabee because thats who I know

Superficial becomes official and you go and you leave on your own, and you live on your own, and you cry and you want to die

Church answers

That is a horrible concept/ comment church is not a game you keep score at

Church is a hospital, not a trash-compactor why do you compact?

unify

accustomed

ritual i am not

It was like fighting a phantom

save us from the mantra

there was adrenaline in that.:

you have the new Microsoft office system ( may you use it often)

what is it about a sunset over snow which even surpasses the beauty of those nice Hawaiian sunsets?

 Maybe the snow makes things look more pure?

 Man that was something that made me smile inside and out.

 Next we will look at the tension between order and Chaos.

No, your eyes say it all

an inner paradise

When Autumn falls in winter, you probably woke up in a kind of parallel Texas below the equator.

open ended as a hurricane

): “and he worked for a company called Billy bob teeth”

“SHIMMERING LIKE BIRDS”

What about a riot?

*hands motioning as if, “you know.. why not?”

sunrise revolution

orderly chaos

 he eats cheese and it repulses women -Sam

Falling forever Falling apart Falling away I land in your heart

This is the product of Me. Study your heart Away

Paul saves the day

Malo-Mash. Only you know your playing, but they’re all involved.

teakettle heart

Quote the bug fight was so interesting that i stopped crying right away- forgot all about the old man”                            -Vonnegut     (cats craddle)

“I’ve got more moves than ex-lax!”            -bowling coach

“That’s life, I guess – twenty Blanches to one Stella”    -Vonegut

Killing Time. Sentence (phrase) of the day:  Killing Time.

I consider the technicalities of time and I shudder to think that like words it is here and then gone, but a ghost lingers always behind it.The ease of aftermathRecession of corruption, or possibly the masking of it by something larger, into the rest of life I travel until I meet no end.

“Stick around this crazy world of ours long enough and you will see some stuff that’ll knock your socks off.”  -the G-Pa.

Today can either be the day you realize your dying, or it can be the day you realize your living.

you cant quit me, Im fired!

When the dusk is just right and you can see the evidence of daytime slipping beyond the horizon.

Kids play on scooters laugh fall down cry and then laugh again chasing either air, or the ones closest to them. 

There was a dog one time who barked all the time and then one day some one shot that dog and it died.Hank had a bank and it sank like Frank when he got shot down from his sailboat by a tank he cooked up some weenies because some people called them franks and he wanted to play on the words because he thancs (thinks) its kinda funny but then his body lost his flank and his sailboat had exploded like some over cooked franks that were cooked up in the microwave and he sank, sank, sank.

 

But that’s just a metaphor to what happened to the bank.

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really?? that happened to frank? he sank?? lol. crazy, what’s that about? Hey, that rhymed, wish I could do it all the time! Hey… THAT rhymed… must be a poet and didn’t even know it! Ha! crazy!]]>
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<![CDATA[dear bucarot-

thank you for the caring admonition refering to the influenza-plagued monkeys on the continent of Africa. While i am there i will be sure to stay clear of these poor creatures and watch my step for out of place animals as well, such as camels, fighting racoons and jolly ranchers. Your presence encourages my travels. bstarwa.

Thankfully,

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Cliffhanger

The sun comes down,

Like butter melting over a globe shaped roll.

She and I eat sandwiches on a high

                                                         cliff.

Both of us laugh

At the thought of

                              falling.

She lounges back,

props up on my chest

                                 and sighs.

The sun props itself upon the earth’s chest,

                                                             and sighs too.

We stay there gazing into the distance, over lumped valleys:

    Silent.

Covering our legs up with a lumpy afghan,

we watch the sun slide beneath the earth’s duvet.

    Beautiful.

Toasting the first glass of moonlight white wine,

we curl up together, and laugh at ourselves:

                                                                       falling.

or try the shorter version:

The sun comes down,

     Like butter.

She and I eat sandwiches on a high

                                                          cliff.

Both of us laugh

At the thought of

                               falling.

She lounges back,

Propped on my chest,

                  And sighs.

Now the sun sighs too

         and props it’s self on the earths chest.

                   Beautiful.

We toast the first glass of moonlight white wine,

      Curl up together and laugh at ourselves

                                                                       falling.                         

Ok I got this done really early (its due next week) but I want to make sure that I got all the kinks out of it before I turn it in so I get a good grade.  the things that will give me a crappy grade are:  Puntuation,Clarity, and Justified line breaks. Again any imput is would rock!      Peace love and laderhozen!,

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THANKS!

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you know my opinion… i love it. 🙂

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Nope, the headaches gone, slept it off. Thanks for your concern though. X)

Glad I can be of help and all that, are you being 100% truthfull when ya say my comments really help though? lol! I’m not sure if they are all that helpfull! Anyways, thanks for hte comment… See ya later today. Woohoo! The sweatshop! 😛

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COLLEGE AND CARCINOGENS (a song for the dismal)

I came to college only to begin

My lifelong battle with carcinogens

First came the coffee to keep me awake,

And then the loneliness my sleep to take.

And then the ulcers formed from all the stress,

Of getting it all done with great fineness.

Whilst lack of sleep and caffeine kill the brain,

A slow process to make you feel insane.

And now I have an overwhelming debt.

That grows just like a tumor, and will not let you forget.

Memories of friends, and family last

Like heart worms; and a heart attack will pass.

While I am left at school where people learn,

The different ways to die, before they burn.

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Unexpected Beauty

Your face is like a masterpiece to me

You turn my way, your cheeks all blue and black.

Your brilliant eyes, although they cannot see,

Remind me that there’s beauty in the cracks,

of rundown homes where proper maintenence slacks,

And wrinkled up old men with cigarettes;

Or even the abused wife getting smacked,

And two days afterward, the fight forgets.

 

I do not support abuse in anyway but sometimes you can see something beautiful in something horribly tragic, which is where this comes in; seeing the beauty we over look every day.  You see it all the time in movies.  And If to you abusing is cool or artistic, go eat a cammel.     peace out.   Oh yeah I need help with the first couple lines and my punctuation, they seem weak if anyone has any suggestions feel free to shoot.

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So does that mean you felt loved when you saw all those comments?? lol My reaction to “8 Say whats?”= HOLY MACARONIE!! (yes… I said it just like its spelled) You crazy homosapeian. Did I spell that right? oh well… *yells* new spelling Webster! check it out!

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Any thoughts you ask?  Why yes…  I would very much like to see a cow dance.  Have you?

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<![CDATA[matt…wow! That was amazing. And so beautiful. I want to see more!!!
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I think the reason you may find it sounding “weak” is the blue and black line. Traditonally its said black and blue, but I think the way you have it here works well- and not just for rhyming purposes. It give the piece more… I guess stress to it. You read it and your like what? Then you reread it to get a fuller meaning from it. I really like it, its about something sad and horrible, but the poem gives it a twisted beauty. The last line truely sums it up, or so I think. You always have to wonder why one would stay in an abusive realtionship, but often times I do truthfully believe there is love there- its just being expressed in a perverse way.

So… now that I’ve rambled on…

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Okay, having just rearead it I thought I’d make another comment. The second to last line, starting with “or even,” I don’t like it. the or even seems off from the rest of the poem. But thats just me.

Okay, I read it again to make sure I wasn’t just blowing smoke… it works, but it doesn’t. I think it works with the poem… Because an abusive realtionship (this is where I make people mad) works, but doesn’t… anyways…

have a nice day, I’ll see ya later

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yes relient k is awesome! 🙂

do you live in Cedar Hill?

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<![CDATA[matt, darling…not the BOOK of exodus in the bible…the piece. I’m singing it with the Arkansas Symphony Orchestra and William Shatner (totally cool.)

And i am truly sorry that i caused you to get influenza. I take full responsibility for the monkey bite and i will pay for your healthcare.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Ratiki mufazee]]>
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<![CDATA[So I got this random call from this guy from Arkansas the other day right… and he was like “Robert, you make my life complete… I wish upon stars everynight to see your face but once more by my bedside.”  What was all that about Matt…. huh?huh?  You know I am taken.  Edgar’s going to punk you.  HAHA just kidding!  But really what was all that about!????  ]]>
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hahahahahahahaha…. that’s all I’m gonna say.

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ok well once upon a time there was a western hearatage test and a guy who needed to type notes, but who didnt have a word proccessor. So he used xanga to type on.  Heres what happened:  Hommer– great poet

Greeks celebrate: 1. individualism

2. glorification of humanity

3. reationality (glorify reason +rational thought

4.  proggressive life style-  didnt follow patterns like others

5.  Standard of beauty- “classisism” valued simplicity over complexity

1.  Penencula of greece is made of high lime stone mountains.

2.  Ionia – part of turkey

3.  1000 Islands through the agean sea. (the SEA plays a lrge role in culture) ( a seafaring people)

5 main eras of greek hist!

I.  Bronze AGE

II. DARK AGES

III. Archaic AGE

IV. Classical Period

V.  Golden AGE.

Bronze age: little known… people used that bathroom alot. :-/

– 2 civs. 1st.  Minoan- Knossus  – had a language called “Liniar A” which has not been translated.

2nd- Myceneans- (miconeans)- WAR LIKE,  society

-Male dominated value courage + Honnor

Possibly the one who sacked troy

II. THE DARK AGES (reffered to by the blind as the BLACK AGES)

                               -society stagnates

                                – Homer wites the Illiad + the Odessy (which reveals values of the time)

                              Hellenes- how greeks refer to eachother
(there was no unified greece)

III. ARCHAIC AGE – (LYRIC AGE)-

                            – Greek culture starts to form

                            – People start to colonize and move to find more land + food for a growing pop.   Their culture Moved With them.

                Polis-  “Acropolis”

                                   – Agora- market place person

                                        -Hopelite – New type of paid soldire

                                        – Phlanax – fighting for nation -rectangular (usually about 8 men deep)

 

Cyrus the great-

 

LOOKING BACK ON PRESENT DAY

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Again, thanks for agreeing to do the referal form!

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hahahahhahha…. stupid computers. I agree with that one comment, I’ll need that outline, and when I do… I am coming to you!!

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Ok so apparently its plege week here at good OLe obu and dag yo I am freaked out!  people are walkin around not talking, theres a new social structure at lunch where the birds of a feather all sit together and I dropped my cup at brunch.  Pledge week is weird here nobodys cleaning wood the air is still the sky is grey anD persons friends are new to stay in some strange linking noun that covers then like milk over a saute cooking pan. WHAT IN THE CRAPS GOING ON HERE!!! CRAZY PEOPLE!!! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok I have no Idea what that was about Im I just felt like I needed to post.  Also If Erin Is there call me!! (870) 245- 4114 My cell is busted right now so thats my current # that goes for YOU too!

– wITH LOVE

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<![CDATA[Hello Mr. Grenwich,
I like your site. You worked hard to make it interesting and informative. I saw your question about why God created Satan. God didn’t create Satan to be evil, He merely created all of the angels to have a will of their own and let them decide whether they would be loyal – or not. There are many other angels that became disloyal. They are called demons now.
I like to write articles on my site. My current articles are about God and religion. I want to try to help people to get closer to God and really get to know Him. I hope you get a chance to look at them.]]>
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How much equality is just fair and right?  Isnt extreme equality such as women not wearing shirts in the summer.  Somewhat destructive? And why are we always denying ourselves in the just cause when the real issue is that we are denying life?

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I really love your sight its sooo cool! hahaha

-Whatsherface-

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did you seriously leave a comment…commenting about how great your site is??  hahahah Mateo Sabastian Harris…you so funny…so funny *Chinese accent*….(or maybe it is Japanese)  let’s just say it’s….eastern asian?  haha sure!

miss ya

Krys

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my house smells like burnt hair.

and i was SO in texas last week.

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happy new year! 🙂

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MATTTTTTTTTTT!!!! Haha whats up cutie pie?? Well i have a new site now so you and beans will have to leave me some love. haha ttyl

Bethie

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hi matt!

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<![CDATA[hey!!! haven’t talked to you in a while…oh wait it was like a week ago…we still have another 2 weeks before I try calling again..haha
what movie did ya end up getting with Sierra? or…I can’t remember her name.
Krys]]>
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hey matt…hope things are going well, don’t know if you are enjoying yourself or not…you never talk to me!…talk to you later.

faye

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<![CDATA[Matt, I miss you! we need to be able to talk longer than 3 seconds on your way to class. happy thanksgiving
-Makie]]>
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<![CDATA[Hey Matt.  Hope all is well in your world.  Catch ya later.  ]]>
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Whistle while you work do do do do do do do

While this poem is not overly profounds or any thing it was fun to write (I’ll revise it later) Its a play on words, see if you can figure it out.

Happy green Valley

You can have a tree but no leafs

A bee but no stings

It sounds a contradiction stuff, but no things

In the villa by the street where there isnt a road

There is good but no evil

Ressurection but no death

You can become a goddess but nay be a god

You can land on the floor of the green glass door

But you’ll never crash through it at night.

There’s a Benny but no Ben when the moon raises high

And the sun has never been seen

While others have been; none else has come

Near the walls of the happy green vally.

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well you have stumped me once again my friend. 🙂 how is matteo? man it’s been a while. what’s been happenin in yo life? life’s crazy. that’s all i can say. much love. and hope classes aren’t strangling you. good day to you! let me know whats happenin…

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well… if not, please forgive the asking. and if so… umm… hi? 😛

anyways… whoever you are, have a great day!]]>
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<![CDATA[i love you matty! And i love your short hair, too!!
lrrrve, makie]]>
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Heraclitus’ idea that there is no good without bad. Does this describe the relationship between God and Satan?  Did God create Satan (Lucifer) in order to balance things, was satan always there or was he always bad, from the start?  If God is Absolute good is Satan Absolute bad?  A Hypothetical response to this is If there is a good man on an island Must there be a bad man on another island? or is that man destin to be both good and bad is the opposite MORE true? you cant have evil without good? Is good possible with Bad. What does that say about God + Satan Alas is good possible w/o evil I say Yes, but Evil w/o Good no. B/c what then will sustain the Evil? it must have something that is good to florish with (good food good air, ect.)

….Just some crazy tangent that you might consider if you take a philosohy class or come across the idea.

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wonderful choice of music.

By the way, when ya’ll go and do something, do call me too! ….4618

oh, and I am going to put the head on Pooh’s body… thanks for the idea, it will be great!

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Some people Loose all their mind and have only soul

Insain

Some People loose all their soul and have only mind

Intellectual

Some people Loose Both and become

accepted.

-Charels Vukowski-

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Hank had a bank and it sank like Frank when he got shot down from his sailboat by a tank he cooked up some weenies because some people called them franks and he wanted to play on the words because he thancs (thinks) its kinda funny but then his body lost his flank and his sailboat had exploded like some over cooked franks that were cooked up in the microwave and he sank, sank, sank.

But that’s just a metaphor to what happened to the bank.

 

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whoa! you’re like… getting porn freaks commenting on your site. hah. so sad.

good luck with the rhyming matt!! and you said you’d call me today. you should. and you’re NEVER online anymore.. whats up with that?!

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Only one comment awhile back when i posted these i dont think anyone actually read them lol! so I’m reposting them: hooray.  and for future refrence Kaczynski is the unibomber. peace out G.

 

MEMORY PROBLEMS

They say that memory problems can be cured

By scheduling and plenty of sleep

But wouldn’t you think just the reverse?

Slumber is forgotten

As soon as the egg pan is drained and washed

What’s to remember?

Last night I saw a Jellybean-fish Shaped like a hotdog.

Really?

Last night I had a conversation, last night I danced,

She smiled at me

I was awake.

I don’t recall her name

Or her birthday

Maybe I need more sleep

That could aid my memory

 But then only dark

A black screen

No memories.

Unless dark counts.

In my slumber I remember dark

THOUGHT

The only tool a writer has

Is thought

If this is stripped

he is left only as drapes

Concealing empty space

Which can be felt.

Not seen.

Suitable for storage yet its

Casing closed

EVOLUTION

A universe exploded

Such an explosion

It spawned

Dark, light, daytime, and heat

It was cold already

In that explosion love formed

And took shape over time

Just as the worm did.

Which ultimately turned into

The giant worm.

God watched from a close by station

What did He evolve from?

A crash?

Why doesn’t love form each new bomb

That explodes like the universe

Theodore Kaczynski  knew love maybe he made it?

Spirit could not have erupted from an amoeba

But if for you it is the case

Why hold nothing sacred?

When even fabric is your kin and algae is your predecessor?

Who raised you so high?

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here’s a comment for ya. poems are neat for the writer decides how much they want to portray and how to portray them. i have to say the meanings behind these are a little hard for me to grasp, but it’s the mystery that makes it intriguing. it provokes the thought…what is the writer trying to say? well that’s my thought for the day. two thumbs up brutha.

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well hey matt…how ya doin?!?  i hope you’re really enjoying school and are getting your homework done!  here’s my address at school, so you can send me my cds!

Faye Gibson

9750 ASU Station

San Angelo, Tx 76909

Hey, send me your address and i’ll send you some snail mail!!! its always fun to get snail mail!

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Hows this for a brief fickle entry College is amazing.  College (university, school, whatever) is terrible, alot of work is depressing, Im going to be in the top 10 students of my class, my right knee might forbid me playing soccer (my knee is not my God therefore my knee cannot forbid my position) confused? yes. I think so too! actually I feel bad about even posting because I need to do work. yes, it’s friday. how are you?  here are some thoughts for today.

Why should people look at our lives and say “where is their God?” (see Joel 2:17)

for those of you in college this semester (or university) do you ever get the feeling that your being followed, especially on your way to class?  I have descovered the remedy:  WALK SLOW!

You know what I like.  The brail lettering by the elevator that says “incase of fire, use stairs”  In brail its a whole paragraph long.  So incase of a fire wait a while to read this paragraph and then go and hurl your blind body down a few flights of stairs that you cant see.

Its thoughts like these which have inspired me to try to put together (write) a comedy set.  Unfourtunantly I dont have time to continue I miss everyone! (seriously) good luck to Longbottom and Kara as they endure their first year at university too) I bid you all adue and goodevening.  *tips hat and runs franticaly off*

Matteo Puerta (door mat ….. roughly)  God bless.

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PRAYIN FOR U BROTHA MAN… HAVE A GREAT TIME!!! COME BACK N SEE US NAUW… Yuh Heauhr…

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thanks matteo! i think i’m surviving thus far. glad you’re having such an awesome experience. i must agree with you that college is amazing. the reading is ca-ra-zay though. but that’s me for ya…i just like the smell of books…hmm…ok must go home for the weekend now. (laundry is free there!!) holla back when you can yo, fo shizzle. what. later! 🙂

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cause those aqre like my favorite ones!
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lol mateo puerta… that’s great.

Yeah dude, so after you’ve been burned by the fire on the wall next to the sign, you break your neck rolling down stairs ya cant see.

College is indeed fun… right now im taking human anatomy and physiology so im prepared for Paramedic Prep program.

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I like your site. You worked hard to make it interesting and informative. College is hard. I’m glad that’s all over with for me. I like to write articles on my site about God and religion. I want to try to help people to get closer to God and really get to know Him. I hope you get a chance to look at them.]]>
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I have no Idea why therre is a massive void below????

Whats does your personality rate from 1-10? by morning_prayer Your first full name Your personality rates a ten! your best quality is youre hot but modest about it your worst quality is youre too nice to people this is because lifes a pooper Quiz created with MemeGen!

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wisconsin sounds like fun. so why was it reeealy awesome? well, i’m living on campus now. :)God is incredibly amazing… my feet are actually doing pretty well considering they’ve been walking around my new home all week. so a bit tired they are. but yeah. so what is the dilliyo with matteo these days?

do you know a joseph walker?

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I’ve not read them all so if there are any inapropriate ones I appologize most of these are pretty funny though. umm ya this is my way of covering my innability to put forth a full post (no time) Karebears site has a nice song on it right now yall should check it out (also she cool)  (also I have to go) (also good bye) (also why are you still here?) (also leave me comments because they are cool)  (also I love you)  (also Christ loves you(nomatterwhat) )  (also Im changing starting today If I have a passion shouldnt I LIVE passionatly? Well I haven’t and I’m sorry today I will Lord take my heart while it works and use it please change it shape it to a new form I will change If you have the grace to change my heart   *What has happened to us is a result of our evil deeds and our great guilt, and yet, our God, You have punished us less than our sins deserve and have given us a remenant like this.  Would you not be angry enough with us to destroy us, leave us no remenant or survivor?  O Lord, God of israel, You are rightous!  We are left this day as a remanent.  He we are before you..*ezra 9:13,15)  I need an accountability partner God knows my needs.  I’ll se yall around.  Rest in His Name.

I Brake for no apparent reason

Cover me. I’m changing lanes

So many stupid people… so few comets.

Your kid may be an honors student, but you’re still an idiot.
Learn from your parents’ mistakes — use birth control.

Forget about World Peace…Visualize using your turn signal.

Lottery: A tax on people who are bad at math.

It IS as bad as you think, and they ARE out to get you.

Auntie Em, Hate you, hate Kansas, taking the dog. Dorothy.

Time is what keeps everything from happening at once.

I love cats…they taste just like chicken.

Out of my mind. Back in five minutes. The more people I meet, the more I like my dog.

Work is for people who don’t know how to fish.

Montana — At least our cows are sane!

I didn’t fight my way to the top of the food chain to be a vegetarian.

Wom en who seek to be equal to men lack ambition.

If you don’t like the news, go out and make some.

Sorry, I don’t date outside my species.

Reality is a crutch for people who can’t handle drugs.

Where there’s a will, I want to be in it.

OK, who stopped payment on my reality check?

Few women admit their age; fewer men act it.

I don’t suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.

Hard work has a future payoff. Laziness pays off NOW.

It’s lonely at the top, but you eat better.

According to my calculations, the problem doesn’t exist.

Give me ambiguity or give me something else.

We are born naked, wet, and hungry. Then things get worse.

Make it idiot-proof and someone will make a better idiot.

Always remember you’re unique, just like everyone else.

Very funny, Scotty, now beam down my clothes.

Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere m ay be happy.

Consciousness: That annoying time between naps.

Be nice to your kids. They’ll choose your nursing home.

Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder…

There are 3 kinds of people: those who can count & those who can’t.

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This is exactly the kind of ludicrus nonscence that ensues when people dont answer their IMs for hours on end and still no away message comes up why people why you crazy folks with the dsl why If I had the version of aim where it recorded the time too Id be happier but eh here is a resultoffending person/persons you/yall know who you are.

I got hit by a car there was a message for me as I went through the winsheild i noticed something subliminal.
PDH SMC:  I say subliminal because it was unnoticable, but made me think something anyway
PDH SMC:  it was important
PDH SMC:  and hard to see
PDH SMC:  I just stayed there looking at it
PDH SMC:  was there really something there
PDH SMC:  ???
PDH SMC:  ………………………..*musical dots*…………………………..
PDH SMC:  *trumpet plays*
PDH SMC:  *a racoon enters the room suspiciously and looks around*
PDH SMC:  *racoon leaves*
PDH SMC:  the trumpet has stopped playing
PDH SMC:  *sheetrock crumbs fall from the celing*
PDH SMC:  lucinda Williams enters her boots clicking echos  as she walks and then stops
PDH SMC:  *she sets down her guitar case*
PDH SMC:  *a mouse gnaws at something in the corner*
PDH SMC:  *lucinda Williiams sighs and sits down atop her guitar case*
PDH SMC:  *she pulls out a cigarette and lights it*
PDH SMC:  *her breath trips and she makes a small cough*
PDH SMC:  lucinda sighs “this is ridiculous, who ois mike d?, where is matt?”
PDH SMC:  “i bet angies cleaning the house”

PDH SMC:  *a bum comes up dressed in ragged black cloths, he stars a fire useing some cardboard boxes from the adjacent buissness,and a translucent turquoise lighter, which is low on fluid*
PDH SMC:  *warms his hands over the rusted fire barrel*
PDH SMC:  *shadows thicken and shake about with the fluxuating light of the fire*
PDH SMC:  its not night yet but its close
PDH SMC:  Lucinda and the bum begin to converse as she lights another cigarette*
PDH SMC:  *the bum appriciates the company*
PDH SMC:  his breath is terrible though
PDH SMC:  lucinda Williams has left*
PDH SMC:  the bum is getting ready for sleep, he is eating a snickers next to the barrel
“is any one there?”
something crashes down  the way*
Is ANYONE THERE!!!?”
PDH SMC:  “MIKE?; ANGIE!?” he shutters.

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2 days in a row is pretty wild for me dangerous gettin a little crazzy with the posting here thats cool I dont think anyone even read my last post but I post seldomly so I’ll let it slide. …this time. anyway I wrote these last night and said ehh why not post them, Happy birthday Erin and Longbottom!  next saturday I leave to take my sis to school in Wisconson dag!  thats stinks, just when I get back school starts.  (no exclamation point there this time) usually Im ready and pumped but ehh not this semester Im more disgruntled about returning than anything because its been such a procces to arrive at the start of the coming semester aight well thats it for me cept for the poems they’re free verse and they still have a few kinks, so sorry if you like the stuff that rhyms cuz these dont.

MEMORY PROBLEMS

They say that memory problems can be cured

By scheduling and plenty of sleep

But wouldn’t you think just the reverse?

Slumber is forgotten

As soon as the egg pan is drained and washed

What’s to remember?

Last night I saw a Jellybean-fish Shaped like a hotdog.

Really?

Last night I had a conversation, last night I danced,

She smiled at me

I was awake.

I don’t recall her name

Or her birthday

Maybe I need more sleep

That could aid my memory

 But then only dark

A black screen

No memories.

Unless dark counts.

In my slumber I remember dark

THOUGHT

The only tool a writer has

Is thought

If this is stripped

he is left only as drapes

Concealing empty space

Which can be felt.

Not seen.

Suitable for storage yet its

Casing closed

EVOLUTION

A universe exploded

Such an explosion

It spawned

Dark, light, daytime, and heat

It was cold already

In that explosion love formed

And took shape over time

Just as the worm did.

Which ultimately turned into

The giant worm.

God watched from a close by station

What did He evolve from?

A crash?

Why doesn’t love form each new bomb

That explodes like the universe

Theodore Kaczynski  knew love maybe he made it?

Spirit could not have erupted from an amoeba

But if for you it is the case

Why hold nothing sacred?

When even fabric is your kin and algae is your predecessor?

Who raised you so high?

 

P25.1 “intellectualism is major strain on Christianity” I disagree at least not in my most recent church, and actually in the modern church generically. Christ being our center point, most of us are just as loathsome for success and acceptance as others. Perhaps not to so great an extent. It seems that we are materialistic (though we claim otherwise) because we still value the things people ignorant of tremendous treasure living in and around us. (cars, clothes, success, ect.) Perhaps it is illusionary to say such a thing because the only things material things we have come from the same supply pool. The things that matter are on the inside, an easy thing to say, good church answer. Yes it should absolutely be that way.

I’m not sure that it always follows that paradigm though. Maybe we don’t. Maybe I am greedy, I often feel as such when purchasing coffee from the gas station, (the good coffee) or buying Music, others cant do this Should this money instead be used to serve someone else? At that point I struggle and I either justify it, or I deny myself. I wonder if its like for other Christians, parents included. Is there a need when your older to have Just enough to say you made it, and this is where you are? Stable. What if that paradigm was never received? How would it effect society? What about Individuals, would actually be more fulfilled or would they less happy? Would monetary success make those who found it consider themselves higher than it does for some now? And what effect would that lend our culture? Is Communism “the bar” for Christianity we are all struggling to get low enough to pass beneath, and if so why is democracy the “Christian” form of government?

26.2 Is society today in a new sophist movement?

26.3.1 Is that good for a Christian Life? Is that where the criticism comes from? Yes, and yes. ( a paradox)

 

When I first noticed the book Habits of the Mind, it was on display at the Cedar Hill Barnes & Nobel. I would have picked it up but I was close to late for work at the time. It seemed very insightful, as if it might have some very good insights, as to how to actually “Love the Lord your God with al your Mind,” which honestly, at the time had been troublesome. Naturally When I realized the book for sophomore readings was the same as the one in Barnes & Nobel, I was slightly exhilarated. The prologue was in my opinion better than the first chapter, which basically roamed, scornful thoughts of good people who had been wronged by others with more credentials. I had never actually taken the term “intellectual” to a bad context before voyaging the pages of this book, which does make a very tactful differentiation between intellectuals, (whom I always simply referred to as ritzy higher class individuals) and intelligent people. The book defines an “intellectual as someone educated beyond his intelligence, ” which I appreciated. If I can get past the almost bothersome reverence James W. Sire has for his predecessors I’m sure there is a fabulous book ahead.

  the revised version:

Habits of the Mind: a response to the opening

When I first noticed the book Habits of the Mind, it was on display at the Cedar Hill Barnes & Nobel. I would have picked it up, but I was almost late for work at the time. It seemed interesting, as if it might have some good insights, as to how to actually “Love the Lord your God with all of your Mind,” which, at the time had been an arduous issue for me. Naturally When I realized the manuscript for sophomore readings was the same as the one in Barnes & Nobel, I was thrilled. The prologue was in my opinion, better than the first chapter, which basically roamed, scornful thoughts of good people who had been wronged by others with more credentials. I had never actually taken the term “intellectual” in a bad context before voyaging through the first chapter of this book, which does make a very tactful differentiation between intellectuals, (whom I always had referred to as ritzy higher class individuals) and intelligent people. The book defines an “intellectual as someone educated beyond his intelligence,” which I appreciated. If I can get past the almost bothersome reverence James W. Sire has for his predecessors I’m sure there is a fabulous book ahead.

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I got a book the other day, an audio book to listen to whist delivering pizzas.  “God and the evolving universe”  At first I had the same susspicion you probably have from the title. what kinda title is that any way, I havent listened to much of the tape(s) yet but yes if you suspected that it was some weird book on new age crap your absolutley correct.  I wasnt sure what it was I had hoped that they would perhaps be refering to my God and His evolving universe but no, they continue to laydown the big bang theory as if it were fact and then give a brief slightly articulated account of “evolution” demanding that it be accepted as fact!  one part made me laugh. “the problem with people accepting evolution as fact is that they do not distinguish evolution as fact from the why and how of evolution”  it goes on and bla bla bla always countering backwards “allthough no one knows; allthough we have yet to find much supporting information…”  ect.  but then it seems to go into a section on a new evolution.  the evolution of spirit.  and here is the question that arises to any readers who are on board with this because Im up for the debate, If the univeres exploded from something no larger than the size of an atom, and we being part of that universes some how spawened ultimatley from a 1 celled creature aparrently made possible by stars and what not some how, but non the less we evolved with a “higher intellegence” than other creatures among us have.  Where then did Spirit or God evolve from?  apparently we are in some breed of spiritual renasance currently.  How does this happen (according to the evolutionist current of thought)  If these things (God and Spirit) wern’t here to begin with?  Especially some thing as large as a god?  For me it doesnt work, I figured I’d through it out there you know just for the sake of debate.

I got a $5,000 grant for Ouachita! yea 5,000 is the biggest they’ve given scince late April! Thank you God you rock steady, even when I don’t, and Im not ready.    also the other night I went kerokie and Ohh yea It was bad, it was real bad.

Yall peeps keep it real.

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Haha, yeah…in Bible school we had a guy come and talk about how evolution was stupid and contradictory. It was good. I got all his books.

$5,000? Sweet!! I’m so happy for you! Even though your leaving me…well okay i’m leaving you, too…but still!!!

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That’s upsetting…

On a lighter note, lol, I had fun last night.  Let’s do it again sometime!!!

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<![CDATA[and I didn’t get to go with ya’ll…*sniff* *sniff* I would have loved to see that even though I was having waaaaaaaaaaay too much fun being where I was…with Ry of course…*shy smile*
miss ya matt and your random ramblings which always seemed to make me laugh a lot…hope I did the same for you…see you again soon. In like 4 months more than likely *smile*
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“The lord said, ‘my grace is enough for you: My power is at its best in weakness’ So I shall be very happy to make my weakness my special boast so that the power of Christ may stay over me”           (Paul)      -2corinthians 12:19-

The greatest honor we can give Almighty God is to live gladly because of the knowledge of his love.”                                    -Julian of Norwich-

 

When the religious views of others interpose between and the primary experience of Jesus as the Christ we become unconvinced and unpersuasive travel agents handing out brochures to places we have never visited.               –Brennan Manning-

“A closed mind Kills Marriage and human relations; it deadens feelings and sensitivities; it makes for a church that lives in a thousand and one tunnels, with no communication and no exit.”                                -Burkhardt-

 

I am a beloved child of this father and hence, Free To Trust

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Hey Matt!  Have a great day! 

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A poem of pointless measure Is what I bring today just to remind the ones that find that livings not the same as we might have it in our minds, the only way is Christ the King for He’s the only truth, so run to Him a precious friend, to guard and be your roof.  You’ll fall away another day but each day is a brand new start. Praise God.

Stop and Focus, Is this really what you want
You realize that is isn't
Will you proceed, as if your heart is wrong?
Where's motion in a circle
When you end up where you left?
Only gathering the dirt that falls .from stagnate air
The feeling comes in the day 
Like a raindrop from the sky
All its friends gather around you SHOUTING,
As they look you in the eye
They say you’re a beast
They tell you you’re a shame
This was your Last defeat

But you fell away again

 

I’m worried about college I dont know where to go, Inside My mind I try to find the place a should depart for, Ouachita is afterall a nice facility. but I have a few concerns. Perhaps it was the summer and the absence of the kids, the school reminds me of a Minivan and a hefty loan that would keep me at home which I dont condone cuz Im restless Just like all the rest. Perhaps Im just tired or a Spinning black tire some times I admre the ambition of living instead of being alive Trading in my life for a paycheck and a small apartment in which to thrive

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Matt,

Sorry for ruining your 4th of July. I was having a bad day [it had nothing to do with leslie].

Tina

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it was so good to see you, matt. and when are all the cool people gonna hang out altogether. and JUST the cool people?

^ and wha?????? psh, i hear she’s uncomfortable around me. eh, her problem, not mine.

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hearing your heart is always awesome. it’s not fun trying to decide all the college stuff. (without trying to sway your decision too terribly… wink wink), it would be awesome if you went to dbu. haha. ok, ok. but i pray He puts you where He wants you. love the poem. it is so true. talk to you soon.

“my soul, wait silently for God alone, for my expectation (hope) is from Him.” –Psalm 62:5

and we cant forget prov. 3:5,6 🙂 hope you had an amazing 4th of July.

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Your only young once.

I passed by the church that held the stories of Saturday nights @t corum deo, I missed Holly, I missed Tabbatha, and Erin the way things used to be, even the conversations on the playground tried to return with a breath of nostalgia.  I missed Holly, the way that she always smiled for God(at least in front of me) I missed the ora of the church the pastor (or whoever he was) and mid show sermons! I missed getting mauled by Tabbatha and Erin because I “smelled good” and I missed Ihop AND LESLIE.  The church was a ruin perfectly kept, like a friend I had parted with long ago, perfectly kept and preserved in my mind.  The spontaneity of the event always astounded me, it wooed me. Writing poetry in the duck taped car, skipping a session of the concert for a small praise and worship session.  Those were days I loved.   Good times… ..Good times

Improve game #3 (umm we’ll call it The Restless Watcher, for lack of creativity) 

ACTORS: 5-7+ (1 restless watcher, and the rest actors) and perhaps some note cards, or even a giant remote control if you feel its worth the effort to produce one. (this will be to alert the actors of what they are supposed to do, or at least in what fashion to do it.)

I dont know if this alredy is an official game or no but I think an interesting exersize at least (to build alertness and response time) would be to have your actors lined up at the back of the wall and to have then step forward and improvise scenes 2-3 at a time (similar to what the Harold would have happen, (but we’ll get to that)) The twist here would be to reserve an actor/director to play the roll of the “restless watcher” who is basicaly one o those annoying people (like myself) who will, if nothings on TV, change and flip the channel (as a vehicle to change scenes) also this guy has T-vo, or he’s watching a movie so he can: Fast Forward the scene causing the actors to not only talk faster(and possibly slightly higher) but move faster(which will work on response time), Rewind the scene (which will draw on alertness, and ability to remember jokes and motions), and if he really wants to slow the scene down,  (which works the actors ability to be flexible)

(If you get really good at this the group may want to try to converge this into a DVD type set up when in instead of skipping channels he can simply switch scenes in the same movie, back and forth, and so on, so the scenes should eventually connect, at least in abstract, or should draw a parralel) take it eas 

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i passed up the church in january at night when i was coming back from midlothian. i even took pictures since i missed it so much. you may not know this, but for jenny, erin, and i, that church was our sophomore year anthem.

and why wasn’t I in there? huh? don’t you remember the good times matt?!!!! the afterwards ihopping was a great tradition. we should make this a habit again.

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well Matthew!!  jerk…forgot to call me on my birthday…but dont worry I didnt’ cry for too long.  Ryan knows…he called me, he heard me cry!!!  *sniff* *sniff*

Krys *the sarcastic smiley one*

hehe

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Hey fellas and girls whats the word?  As for me I will be writting alot this week (not neccasarily typing) and also reading trying to get faster and become one of those speed reader type people but We’ll see how that goes? who wants to go to hurricane Harbor with me this week a lot of my friends scattered off to camp this week so yea, and then also nae. ok well thats pretty much it peeps word to your mother who wasnt to join an inprov troop?

Improv Game#2

THE AD GAME-  about 6-8 actors (have one play the role of corporate head or Ad Executive)

rules: players have only 5 minutes to create(the game is not strictly limited to these but should include them):

  • Product name
  • Package design
  • Slogan
  • Spokes person
  • Jingle

a complete ad campaign for an ordinary product w/ an unusual quality (like a cereal that plays music when milk is poured on it.)  This is an enormous amount of material to craft from scratch in only 5 minutes.  How does this happen?  acceptance. make heavy use of the “yes and..” rule meaning accept and build.

  •  The first suggestion is accepted + used enthusiastically
  • after each suggestion the committee should enthusiastically shout YES!! or Great Idea!!
  • dramatize the presentation for the audience (reeealy try to sell it)
  • accept ideas and use them, even if you find them dim-witted (treat them as if they were your own ideas)
  • If a player does not get a suggestion in don’t sweat it next time awaits and not every one will get to anyway support those ideas so enthusiastically as to make them sound cooler than frozen snot on a February morning. this is how you contribute or make diagrams render secretarial services the purpose of this game is  force co-operation and acceptance among players.

EX:  Ad EX: we have a dog food that makes dogs talk.  Now, who are we gonna market this to?

                        Response: Lonely singles (all agree emphatically)

            AD EXEC: OK we need a name

                        Response: Dinner Companion Dog Food (shouts of approval)

            AD EXEC: great we need a slogan

                        Response: How about “When you’re lonely feed your dog?”  (group praise)

            AD EXEC: (repeating all suggestions so far, to ensure that all is remembered) Okay! Dinner companion Dog Food, “When your lonely feed your dog”  Hmmm …. how are we gonna market this? 

                        Response:  TV!

            AD EXEC: Yes! now who should we get as a spokes person?

                        Response: How about the perfect conversationalist – Barbra Walters

            AD EXEC: Perfect! whats this commercial gonna look like?

                        Response: I see a candle light dinner for two. A beautiful table exquisitely set.

            (Others Join In)

and between the two candelabras is a gleaming silver can opener!

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sounds like a serious game. all i want to know. how much money can i win?

remember the coram deo days? of course you do. thats all there ever was.

andddddddddd IHOP.

and navarro.

haha.

let the good times roll.

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Not too much to write today I bought hakespear on tape from 1/2 price books the other day and it doesnt entierly work. ooh well what are you gonna do?…      Hey look at that improv games! cool now if your board you might pick up one of these and use it unfortunatly i only had enough time for 1 game more will come later.

Fortunately/ Unfortunately– 3 actors (1 fortunately, 1 unfortunately, 1 actor)(host)

rules:  This is one of the few improv games in which the actors get to argue (but never deny). get a suggestion for instance, where is the last place your grandma went that you know of?  what does your boyfriend/gf like to do the most? and then begin a scene initiated by fortunately, unfortunately will counter with an unfortunate happening which the actor in the middle will have to act out.  This goes on back and forth until; you reach a point on which the host feels is a good place to stop the scene. And he yells, “scene” and the game is over.  ex:   F:  Tomas was excited on his way to pick his girlfriend up

                        U: unfortunately he was soo excited he peed his pants.

                                    F:   Fortunately he had been watching a lot of queer eye for the Scottish strait guy. and was able to cover he stain by tying a fashionable flannel shirt around his waist to produce a pseudo-kilt (mock kilt).

            and so on and so on until “scene” is called.

Its up to the F/U actors to come up with tactful covers for any event or scenario, the actor in the center should try to over animate if possible, if the two side (controlling players find the middleman is engaging in a particularly humorous action they take extra time to prolong this, and then go on as normal.

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DEER LORI,

Please watch out for hunters and poachers, these people as a whole have no regaurd for seasons in which to kill us or not to in fact they take pleasure in the act of killing us and not caring so please be carefull and eat only the brown wheats the green ones give you a stomach ache. that was pointless.  Its nice to have you back .

Sincerly,   Deer Matt

In other news:  Im 21 in 1 day!  wahoo! champiezies!!

After John brown ate his waffles he quit his job.  angry and coarse toward the world he roamed the city streets punching people and handing out bannanas, he realized that somewhere some how (probably this place right now) he had helped to bring, or renew a certain level of truth to the saying the cold hard streets.  THis made him happy.  Proud at the relization that, by the simple act of destroying peoples security, breaking their purse straps, and handing out produce he was actually making a contribution to society, he had to take away, or dammage, in order to give or build.  realizing that he was not worthless after all he rushed to the town center and started throwing ice at people and cussing loudly, at this juncture he was arested and taken to jail…

Somewhere near Jupiter, Peter had just finished a freeze-dried tuna fish sandwich, when all hell broke loose.  Red lights flashed and the alarm blared.  This was it – the end.  He quickly got on the mic to command control.  Only static.  He was in this one by himself.  He flipped off the master alarm switch so he could think in quiet.  Amidst the red flashing lights, Peter saw his life flash before his eyes.  At about the prom, he was jolted from his meltdown as another asteroid hit his space craft and sent him tumbling off course…

YES, I’m drinking it! but look at it. Does that look like something you want to send out to customers!?.

The trees in the background of the wizard of oz are props…they’re paper machet.  Midgets are small, but they’re heavy.

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well happy birthday!  give me a call tommorrow, maybe we can hang out!!  yeah, it’s bedtime now, so buh bye!

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MATT- Omg i’ve missed you, not as much as i’ve missed garbonzo and shoe…. hehe! and tell them they cant be pissed…. Sorry i havent written you a letter, i just dont know what to write about and i’m not a letter writting type of girl. How is your summer going? Oh yea and Happy Birthday.. thats awesome i wish i was 21. Still have 2 more long years to go. Well i gotta go get me some sun, have a good day.. later babe,

Beth-ie   =0)

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Man…your right. Hunting is lame. And if they miss, the deer come up lame, too.

🙂

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Ive been told to post, stricktly as a gesture to alert the paramedics and mainly the balding guy with the crooked eyeball comming at me with a seringe full of what smells like philmaldrahide (check spelling) coming at me poking me OOOOW! STOP! that i’m still alive and well This is just temporary i will try to attach more to my international longitude and latitude, my speech zone if you will later.  with much love and afew nacho globs stuck to my shoe, I bid you farewell.

Farewell (but I mean Im commin back so…)

Matteo H.

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Ha, its about time you posted again!  But its ok, I know people get busy and aren’t able to type a tiny hellooooo!!!  I mean, its not like its hard to put your fingers to a keyboard every once-in-awhile!  But I’m sure everyone, like myself, will forgive you for making us worry so about you!

Man, I didn’t realize it was Wednesday last night!  I was upset when I realized at about 10 o’clock that I had missed church…ugh, oh well, I had fun on Tuesday with you and your sisters and Edgar, it was quite fun, quite fun!  Have a good day today, or what ever day it is that you choose to read this, have a good day then too!  I’m out…

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matty matt matt.
how goes it?

we need to put in some matt and leslie time soon, because yeah. just because.

and i still think the friends finale should’ve been a musical.

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i’m going to orientation next week and i’ll be leaving on monday. why did you have to be born on such a crucial day? WHY?! and since your phone decided to die, i’ll supply you with some essential knowledge that was lost – 972-291-0089. oh yes!

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Poison Ivy,

Better condition than I be,

Hook me to an I.V.

I whisper why me,

 

In the freezer,

your words gives me seizures,

and if we take a breather,

we’ll break up and be hurt,

 

I wont let you by cigarettes

But Ill let you by with regrets

One thing Ill find a sure bet

A caged bird will fly If she’s left

and I’ll Try not to cry

Your fingers dry my eyes,

 A memory Ill never forget,

 

After wronged

With little defense

And Ill sing a song

Of in-consequence

And my days with you are numbered

and Ill be amazed if we see another

 

I wont let you by cigarettes

But Ill let you by with regrets

One thing Ill find a sure bet

A caged bird will fly If she’s left

and I’ll Try not to cry

Your fingers dry my eyes,

 A memory Ill never forget,

 

So now your gone we always said that would be the best thing

Now I fear I’m wrong, or at least that s what my heart is confessing,

Cuz I miss you and I’ll wish you

Someone that I could forget

Cuz I miss you and I wish you

Were not number one on my list,

My list of regrets,

Now I’m broken up, because we’ve broken up,

 

Its all a big goliath

But if Id spoken up

For what I wanted

 

Poison Ivy,

Better condition than I be,

Hook me to an I.V.

I whisper why me,

 

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<![CDATA[Hey Matt!  How is your summer going so far?  Long time no see.  I’ve still got that cold oatmeal for you!  Hehe.  ]]>
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HI!!!!  *missed ya*

how was A&M???

EMAIL ME OR SOMETHING!!!  Krieson03@hotmail.com

Krys

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<![CDATA[u should come out THIS Sat to the door in dallas
it’ll be fun
xoxo alanfarewell]]>
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The preceding song is entitled Poison Ivy its by Matthew Thiessen and the Earthquakes.  You can get the track on Mono Vs Strio vol. one which has a pretty good assortment of music on it.  (I put the acknowedgement down here because when its attached it seems to take away from the post.)

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check it a new post! the plays went off well I made me do it went the best because I dropped a line in they all cant be happy endings which uckily was covered in a battle of confusion between myself and Ethan.  Oh ya my car sterio got stolen hahahaha those people are in for a supprize when a car looks as bad as mine 2 words its not got anything worh stealing on it”  hahaha looseres. aight wells I gotta go peace in the east and love in Christ,

 

mateo h.

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<![CDATA[YOU”VE BEEN MISSED!! i thought you were or something…
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Took my spanish final today, think I bombed it, but what can you do.  Today I have to write a 5-7 minute short play (including blocking and curtains/stage dirrections!) for the colab at A+M whoa crazy i also have to pack for the colab, take another final, and say good bye to people and if i miss you “GOODBYE! ” SORRY the colab seems to be pretty fun but yea alot of intense work. ehhh we basicaly become our own production company for a whole month 27 plays we will produce 27! ahhh Im soo umm slightly scared and not used to acting(I think Im really bad at it)hahaha ohh well keep me and edgar in your prayers please, we will definently need it. 

with love in Christ,

Mateo

sequacious \see-KWEY-shes\ (adjective) – 1 : Inclined to follow rather than lead, conformist, following others in thought and behavior; 2 : continuing in a consistent direction, as a line of reasoning.

back to the grind!

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<![CDATA[was that a definition of yourself there at the end??

CALL ME SOMETIME WHILE YOU ARE THERE!!!! *smile*
peace out
Krys]]>
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complete chaos!  I leave sunday to come back for my exaMS ON MONDAY to go back to commerce on mondaynight/tuesdaymorning to stay there for a month return on the 30th and leave immedeatly for mississipi untill august! aaaaahhhh crazzy crazzy crazzzzzzy! ohhh woe is me what about college in the fall I want to go to ouachita but the cash i wont have any come school time cauise of summer ohhh ahhhhhh!  work today and tommorow today was sad (my second to last ay @ good ole Dairy Queen (ive been there like four yeaRS!) SO YA PARtly happy partly sad tommorow is my last dominoes day! I hope they dont freak out  cuz potentially that could suck but ya thats the word! so peace out yall crazy persons!

In Christ..

Mateo

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<![CDATA[it always sucks leavin sucky payin jobs that you’be been at since you were a wee lil one…*sniff*

YOU ARE LEAVING TOO!?!?! what am I gonna do without mi texas bros!?! *sniff*

*sigh*
Krys]]>
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Kristen’s words of wisdom: ON COLLEGE

If you wait til you can afford it, not only will you never get there, you’ll never give God an opportunity to work a miracle.

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wow that IS chaos. lotsofit.

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Take my heart

And put in a basin

To store all the things

That I feel like I’m missing

I try to find, or retrive them

But the recess is still dips

And I can really never place

A thing I’m miss

Cuz when you turn it upside down

The clutter stays distant

As the structure in my life

And I can never touch her

Something of a paradox

When life is over

And you’re breathing here on earth

And your heart spilt over

To this basin where your heart

Once played red rover

With a girl that you once loved

But now that’s gone and over

When your chest seems like a cave you use to hide your insecurities

It seems there’s nothing to hold onto

You just fall eternally

Is there a draft or is that how it feels to feel my insides leaving me

And is the music really right when it suggest I wait, .. and bleed.

I miss something dreadful

Desperation came in place

Of all these lost intensions

That I just cant articulate

Never took time to see them

And now they leapt from my side

To watch my life just steaming down this whirlpool kept inside

Spinning down and downward

Until the bones pull at the skin

They say its time to leave town

Just to swallow yourself again.

 

 

Wrote this a few days ago its still pretty rough but I thought id post it anyway.

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<![CDATA[wow…cried inside…

*one tear…like you said..more romantic* ~smile~
Krys]]>
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Haha, actually…one of your sisters can have the coat if they want it… 🙂

I’M GONNA MISS YOU!!! TALK TO YOU IN SEVEN WEEKS!!!

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Mr. Matt. I’m prepared to make an offer you can’t (or at least I hope you won’t) refuse! I’d like to buy your art book.

$25? Thats $2 more than the school will buy it back for! (They will then resell it for $50!!!)

SO! If you read this before tomorrow…which is Tuesday…try to remember to bring your art book to bowling. AND remember to be there at 9 instead of 9:30!

AND..don’t forget that you are my date for the bowling-picnic-shindig! =P

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<![CDATA[Today can either be the day you realize your dying, or it can be the day you realize your living.]]>
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Thats really good.

LIVE WITH YOUR GOVERNMENT PROJECT!!! LET THE WIND FLY THROUGH YOUR HAIR AS YOU FLY THROUGH THE INFORMATION HIGHWAY LOOKING FOR ARTICLES!!! YES!!!

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<![CDATA[thats a very interesting way to look at it….
*impressed*

Krys *EJs gemela*]]>
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<![CDATA[HOW COOL you sign with my name in it!!!! I LOVE YOU KRYS!!!!! oh also hi matt HAHA…

Much Love TO BOTH OF YOU!!!
–EJ]]>
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<![CDATA[what a second! you haven’t subscribed to me! *gasp* how awful…do it now..before I become angry and throw empty threats…haha like Special EDgar does. *smile*

you rock Matt…off to read the below entry..it’s sooooo long! awesome

krys]]>
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Mr. Matt. I’m prepared to make an offer you can’t (or at least I hope you won’t) refuse! I’d like to buy your art book.

$25? Thats $2 more than the school will buy it back for! (They will then resell it for $50!!!)

SO! If you read this before tomorrow…which is Tuesday…try to remember to bring your art book to bowling. AND remember to be there at 9 instead of 9:30!

AND..don’t forget that you are my date for the bowling-picnic-shindig! =P

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<![CDATA[grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
i’m so mad.
at you, by the way.]]>
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<![CDATA[Cinema in its essence is, well its about reproduction of reality, its just that like, reality is actually reproduced, and for limits not like a story telling medium really, and to him its just that film, like, like literature is better for telling a story, you know like you tell a story, or even if you tell a joke, this guy walks into a bar, and sees a dwarf, that works really well because your imagining this guy and this dwarf, and this this bar and it has kinda this whole imaginative aspect to it.  but in film you don’t have that because you are filming a specific guy, in a specific bar, with a specific dwarf, of a specific height who looks a certain way right?      “m hmm”  so like for Bassen what the optology of film has to do with , it has to do with what the optology of photography has to do with       except it adds this dimension of time to it you know and like this greater realism.  And so like its about that guy, at that moment, in that space.  and you know Bassen is like a Christian  so he like believes that God obviously has like everything, for him reality and God are like the same,  that’s what film is actually capturing.  Its like God incarnate Creating. And like this very moment God is manifesting as this.  And what the film would capture if it was filming us right now would be like, God as this table and God as you, and God as me God looking the way we look right now and saying and thinking what were thinking right now, because  God is, you know, we are all God manifest. so film is actually like a record of God, or of the Face of God, or of the ever changing face of God. You have a mosquito,.. want me to get it for you?  “Ooh haha”   you got it. .. And the whole Hollywood thing has taken like film and tried to make it a story telling medium where you take you know books or stories and then you like you know and then you have the script, and you have to like find someone to fit the thing, and it’s ridiculous, because it shouldn’t be based on the script,   it should be based upon like the person you know and the thing .   And in that sense they’re almost right to have this whole star system thing because you know then its about like that person you know instead of like the story you know like Truphel always said that the best films.. The best scripts don’t always make the best film, because then you have like that whole literary narrative thing, you know that your sort of a slave to the best films are the ones that you know that aren’t like tied to that slavishly.  so umm so I don’t know like the whole narrative thing it just seems to me like, obviously there’s a narativity similar because its in time just the way Sergio did it with music, but like ummm you don’t first think of the story of the song and then make the song it has to come out of that, that moment you know and that’s why film has it you know like that moment which is holy, like this moment you know like totally you know but we walk around like its not holy we walk around like you know there are some holy moments and then there are all those other moments that are not holy right but like this moments holy right? so like film can let us see that you know frame it like ah! this moment “holy” and its like “holy’ holy”holy”holy” moment by moment, but like who can live that way who can  go like wow holy. cuz if I was to  like look at you and just really like let you be holy I don’t know I would like stop talking, “haha, well you’d be in the moment you know the moment is holy” Ya but I would be open, I would look in your eyes and I’d cry and id like feel all this stuff.  And that’s like not polite, well it makes you uncomfortable, “well you could laugh too though I mean why would you cry?”  I don’t know I just tend to… cry. “uh huh” well, lets do it right now lets, lets have a holy moment……………………………………………….                                                                   “Everything is layers isn’t it? There’s the holy moment and then there’s the awareness of trying to have the holy moment.  In the same way the film is the actual moment really happening, but then the actor pretending to be in a different reality, and it’s, it’s all these layers.  You got,  I was In and out of the holy moment looking at you, cant be in a holy.. your unique that way Cavae, that’s one of the reasons I enjoy you,  you can bring me into that”  ………  ]]>
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That is cool that you like that song! Wow, you are the first guy I’ve ever met who liked a Dido song – you’re awesome!

Take care, and have a great sunday!

Blessings,

Shawshank : o )

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hahahahahah, yer funny

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<![CDATA[ i got fired. but not from the matt.]]>
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O lost my project dead week sucks and it not even here yet.  if you havent seen me its cause im tryin to study and get all the stuff done, I hope you guys are having fun this week (like I am!)  always remember, If you ever get a square onion ring, DONT EAT IT, it probably came from a square onion which isnt supposed to happen unless the onion was raised by an abusive family close to a nuclear power plant, or in China.

your good ol compadre,

the me.

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God, the refreshing breath

Brought to me so many gentle breezes on cool early evenings

When the dusk is just right and you can see the evidence of daytime slipping beyond the horizon.

Kids play on scooters laugh fall down cry and then laugh again chasing either air, or the ones closest to them.

An old woman drinks raspberry tea, taking in what it looks like to be a kid, and reminisces secretly about her own child hood, conspiring the things that could have been done, were done, and would be if given the opportunity again. one of the children’s dads is washing the car, and turns the hose to spray the kids, who let out a high pitch scream, and run in the opposite direction.  The dad laughs.  The sky is now a faded blue and the moon has arrived early.  A kid falls down while playing, next to a few yellow flowers that had popped up a few days ago, scrambles up and stops to look up before rushing off again. You have been watching this for at least an hour, kept there by the breeze which seems to you to be more of a hammock, sustaining you, as you are taken by the scene around you.  You smile.

 

 

Placed as a window from every day.  That and no more, because sometimes we should stop.  and give thanks.

 

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Reminds me of the song that introduced me to worship via a stage…

“Runnin barefoot through the grass, a little hide and go seek. And bein so in love that you can hardly eat. And dancin in the dark, when there’s no one else around. Bein bundled ‘neath the covers watchin snow fall to the ground. Thank You Lord, how could I ask for more?”

Much love

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man… stupid you… COMMENT WHORE.

and when i call you… do you answer? do you answer, is what i ask… NO.

when i IM you online, do you IM back?…NO. suprise suprise.

haha. ha. …. ………        …. ha.

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“If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the universe.”

– Carl Sagan

 

“There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.”

– Mahat

here is a poem I wrote a while back while sitting (unavoidably listning) to an argument between a friend and his respective other at the time, It made me wonder about how many other “respective others” go through the same stuff and how many other “respective others” have it worse off.  In short it made me sad and a little bit disapointed with….. situations.  It really sucks to see people fight like that, and I wrote about it.

The fight:

 

Words are passed as hockey pucks

Fast and hard abruptly stopped

Then fired back, harsh and strong

The battle rages no resolve comes

Even in silence the still air screams

Vibrating babies, tearing through walls

With increasing tension the tears will fall

The moisture of love when the strength feels a tremor

It falls to the floor, the cold untouched dinner

The air now is stale, its harsh and unstable

The door is left open, as solitude enters,

And slowly sits down to eat its cold dinner

 

 

With love In Christ,

mateo (im not really hispanic but I am VgarbonzoVbeanVcoreV) H.“have fun and highlight my post! hahaha!  *laughter keeps going on beyond what is nessasary, and then keeps going on still, you wander “whats wrong with this poor freak?”*

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Yeah it sucks when people fight. Arguments are one thing, but a fight…no bueno beancore.

Anyway I like your “ode to fighting sucks”. It’s good.

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hey! so you told me to comment on your wonderul site and here i am!! hehe … you are pretty cool even tho you confuse me ! but its all good…

ttyl, beth

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and i ALWAYS read your site…*smile* ok so not ALWAYS…there was that one time..
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The quest is to be liberated from the negetive, which is really our own will to nothingness, and once having said yes to the instant, the affirmation is contagious, it burst into a chain of affirmations which knowns no limit.  to say yes to one instance, is to say yes to all of existance.

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Thanks for your comment…it made me feel a whole lot better.]]>
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Wow, that’s a little deep…and I’m a little blonde, I may need for you to translate, lol!

Faye

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[conan for president]

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Piano- ~-~–~~~~~~~

I have lots of homework!  I have lots of procrastination.   I went to the reststop to read today It was nice! nice!

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How is every one!? sorry I haven’t actually posted in a while well that’s just because there was nothing good to post or I was too bust to post it. but what ca you do?  Well I guess if you wanted to you could buy x-ray goggles and drive, or walk next to restricted areas.  or make a peanut and jelly fish sandwich.  Prom is as would be expected by most, it is unappealingly predictable, but I enjoyed it anywho, talking to random people looking like a band nerd from the 60’s dressed in 1920’s attire.  School is about to start kickin me around (because I’m a slacker and school is ending and inevitably slackers get the squeeze at the end of term)  plus side IF i raise some $ i will be goin to Mississippi this summa and that will be most excellent!  China got the boot   You know what I like?  Dorks.  I’m not quite sure why but dorks just got it goin.  and that seems like if you wanted to take it and shape it a good lesson of humility could come about from it.  Dorks For Jesus (a new breed of chess club!)  or not. eh what ever now im ranting blah blah blah My site is mainly here to waste time (mine and if your reading this instead of working on your term paper yours, but hey at least its done in a fun fashion) you know as long as life is the actual possibility of you filling every second of it is, well, kinda high.  so yes.  read my site. comment on my site.  read it and manipulate it, I will manipulate your site!  leave me virtual gifts if you like.  (I Need a toaster, bread, and a wave cap for my head)  My class was CANCELED today, yesterday too! I’ve been wastin away doin everything! (but my taxes and my homework and the other actually important activities)  I would write a book (i had intended to at the dawn of the semester) but i think i now waste entirely too much time for such a thing, besides I think im gonna take up a little music action! wahoo I need another vehicle to express my self by (not necessarily to anyone, just to be able to do it) three options spring from this epiphany: 1 guitar (i have a keyboard which will play the drums FOR me) 2 piano (because playing the piano is so much cooler than Most instruments, I feel at least.  Especially if you can play well, and proceed to do so in large halls (like a hotel or grand college hall) and 3.  playing the stock market, or pinochle.  im not sure which best suits me.  eh. ohh ya WAHOO! pallozapalooza-o-rama tomorrow with Lori and the Edgar! that is gonna be like the craziest fun had by a group of spectators and passers by’s in like a 2 meters! ya buddy!  ok Im done this post is long enough!  SHWABIN!  the of the days:

Quote: “That’s life, I guess – twenty Blanches to one Stella”    -Vonegut

WORD:  God is good to those whose hope is in Him    -Lamentations 3:25

word: ver·nac·u·lar  (can be an adjective or a noun!)

  1. Native to or commonly spoken by the members of a particular country or region.
  2. Using the native language of a region, especially as distinct from the literary language: a vernacular poet.
  3. Relating to or expressed in the native language or dialect.
  4. Of or being an indigenous building style using local materials and traditional methods of construction and ornament, especially as distinguished from academic or historical architectural styles.
  5. Occurring or existing in a particular locality; endemic: a vernacular disease.
  6. Relating to or designating the common, nonscientific name of a plant or animal.

or:   Apocalypse: (grk) a revealing, an uncovering, unveiling, and/or a presentation [when translated literally as often is not. Mainly]

Sentence (phrase) of the day:  Killing Time.

I consider the technicalities of time and I shudder to think that like words it is here and then gone, but a ghost lingers always behind it.

With love In Love,

Matt ‘Grinchilla’ Hache

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Well…I have some bread…but you haven’t seen my toaster and you already assume it’s lame, so you can’t have that. I’ll keep my lame toaster.

WOOOO! Lollapallooza-o-rama-o!! Good times and crazy antics tomorrow!!!

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Recession of corruption, or possibly the masking of it by something larger, into the rest of life I travel until I meet no end.

The word of the day -Innocence

sentence (phrase) of the day- The ease of aftermath

Quote(s) for the day: – I beleive love cannot be bought except with love                -John Steinbeck

 “The worst mistake that you can make is to think that you’re alive when really you’re asleep in life’s waiting room.”     -Waking Life

WORD for the day:   “then Job answered the Lord:   “I am unworthy– how can I reply to you? I put my hand over my mouth.  I spoke once, but I have no answer- twice but I will say no more.    -Job 40: 3-4

With Love Through Christ,

The Matthew

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YES!!! sweetnesss.

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Recession of corruption, or possibly the masking of it by something larger, into the rest of life I travel until I meet no end.

ALIVE AND PRESENT.

 

 

“Stick around this crazy world of ours long enough and you will see some stuff that’ll knock your socks off.”  -the G-Pa.

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it is a pretty word.
coming to my bowling party tonight?

you besta

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This isn’t sad…but have you seen the moon this week?!?!? It’s been so low…and full…and has rusty yellow tint.

You must take the time to enjoy it!

Happy Easter!

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<![CDATA[depression is beautiful, down-trodden is beautiful, coarse-driven life is exquisite…

self-centered in other words…we love ourselves. “we” are beautiful….

Krys…thoughts?]]>
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kindadorky
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<![CDATA[Gone.]]>
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<![CDATA[tryin to make a statement??

of course it’s “The Calling”
b/c they rock! They sing…”Wherever you will go”

*smile
Krys]]>
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2004-04-09 00:45:00
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<![CDATA[

Gone. Like yesterday is gone.

~Switchfoot

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kindadorky
Thu, 08 Apr 2004 12:39:41 -04:00
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“I’ve got more moves than ex-lax!”            -bowling coach

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaaa. That so too funny. How can you not love that man?!?!? Just think…if I didn’t ask Donna to turn on the funky lights…we never would have had the chance to here him say that! Good times!

We should have been bowling like that all along! It is a bit more difficult…but mucho funo!

I wish I had more that 2 eprops to toss your way!

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2004-04-08 14:34:00
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<![CDATA[

wow. that was a great story that you said on my site.

when i first typed “site” i typed “sight” haha

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<![CDATA[that is so sick!

but…

SO funny!

*smile*]]>
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2004-04-08 18:00:00
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2004-04-08 23:25:00
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kindadorky
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We spend 1/3 of our adult lives asleep.

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uh. i think thats a lie. for some people.

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<![CDATA[That is A-OK with me.  ]]>
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i wish.

i love sleeping.

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