Monday, February 21, 2005
i just got off of Sara's blog.. look over to your left for a link. It's good, She kind of feels like it might be something that she isn't really doing all that she can as far as getting people to look at it so take a peek. It's not a waste of time. being here is actually a way bigger, like Marshall Crenshaw favorite waste of time level activity.. So she said today and this isn't the usual way of being but she said some shit that i disagreed with. Uhm she was talking about Hunter Thompson and how he popped himself the other day, she was suprised that he did it. No I think that she was suprised that he died, she thought that he'd make like Ras Al Ghul and live til the end of time, using the power of the pen to torment future generations with his opinions and hubris, whatever.
Finding out that he took his own life into his own hands seems as weird as hearing that I did it. Not that i;m comparing myself to him in any way other then the fact that a doctor would classify us a high suicide risks. I liked him though and will be sad to know that there won't be any new work coming my way, from his. At least we have what we have. I read somewhere awhile back that the new cut of Fear and Loathing has him doing a commentary track. I didn't really like the movie all that much but i'd be hard pressed to admit that it wouldn't warrant another listen with Hunter along with you for the trip.
Dude, i just lost this. For some weird reason i decided to copy it to the clipboard. Dude, that was like the most lucky thing. I wonder why i did that? Good for me. I lost something though, i did this story about Zelly and her inability to listen to me in regards to cleaning up after herself. She won't, that was the point of the story.
Here is a pic of her room. It's gross. I clean it up so often. She destroys it soon after. Thing is that she doesn't mind. Not at all. She's in there playing up a storm. I can hear her singing and, wooow, something just fell on the ground.... So, she's singing and playing. I can hear her, it sounds nice. I should clean it up later. Give her some time to enjoy the, man i can hear her totally spilling shit on the carpet... like duplos. Lots of duplos.
Polk is sitting on my lap. Her and me have become really close. She helps. I like having a cat. I like how she does her own shit most of the time but sometimes she wants to hang out with me and see what I'm up to...
I'm listening to Wrestling Observer Live, i taped it yesterday. It's a cool show, if you like wrestling. They have this commercial for the Pabst Blue Ribbon rodeo team. i would so love to be a member of that. I wonder if i could ride a cow. I can ride a horse, believe it or not. I'm from Tennessee. I'm sure that I could get up on the cow, stay there for like a second but i don't think i could stay all up in it for 8 full counts, well not everytime. Maybe sometimes. I should look around Sonoma County for a mechanical bull i can ride. I would so do that. If i was drunk
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Finding out that he took his own life into his own hands seems as weird as hearing that I did it. Not that i;m comparing myself to him in any way other then the fact that a doctor would classify us a high suicide risks. I liked him though and will be sad to know that there won't be any new work coming my way, from his. At least we have what we have. I read somewhere awhile back that the new cut of Fear and Loathing has him doing a commentary track. I didn't really like the movie all that much but i'd be hard pressed to admit that it wouldn't warrant another listen with Hunter along with you for the trip.
Dude, i just lost this. For some weird reason i decided to copy it to the clipboard. Dude, that was like the most lucky thing. I wonder why i did that? Good for me. I lost something though, i did this story about Zelly and her inability to listen to me in regards to cleaning up after herself. She won't, that was the point of the story.
Here is a pic of her room. It's gross. I clean it up so often. She destroys it soon after. Thing is that she doesn't mind. Not at all. She's in there playing up a storm. I can hear her singing and, wooow, something just fell on the ground.... So, she's singing and playing. I can hear her, it sounds nice. I should clean it up later. Give her some time to enjoy the, man i can hear her totally spilling shit on the carpet... like duplos. Lots of duplos.
Polk is sitting on my lap. Her and me have become really close. She helps. I like having a cat. I like how she does her own shit most of the time but sometimes she wants to hang out with me and see what I'm up to...
I'm listening to Wrestling Observer Live, i taped it yesterday. It's a cool show, if you like wrestling. They have this commercial for the Pabst Blue Ribbon rodeo team. i would so love to be a member of that. I wonder if i could ride a cow. I can ride a horse, believe it or not. I'm from Tennessee. I'm sure that I could get up on the cow, stay there for like a second but i don't think i could stay all up in it for 8 full counts, well not everytime. Maybe sometimes. I should look around Sonoma County for a mechanical bull i can ride. I would so do that. If i was drunk
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