Archive for August, 2005
Thoughts From The Ether
Hullo again everyone, it’s good to have you back with me. I missed you, I really did. Another long work heavy week for me, but it’s all good because money, money, money, makes the world go round. At least that’s what everyone says anyway.
Express your cleverness…
I came up with a little activity. What you do is just stare at the screen (or page depending on your preference) for approximately 30 minutes and come up with and try to take pre-existing catchphrases or slogans and warp them, or create entirely new ones. When you’re done, post them in my comments [...]
In the Interim: Being green, making cents
A year ago, SUV was still king. But now, the hybrid insurgency is threatening to usurp its special place in the hearts of Americans. Why? Well the reasons certainly aren’t environmental. At least not for the most part. No, instead the foundation of our national ethic is fueling hybrid’s burgeoning popularity: our wallets. With gas [...]
Hodgepodgeatorium - “Mulattos, Quadroons and Octoroons, Oh My!”
It’d be dope if we lived in a perfect society, where issues of race didn’t matter. But we don’t, we live in the United States. And because we do I’ve got to take a stance against interracial relationships.
ig - A Pillow for My Big Fat Head
Movie advice on romance can be so confusing sometimes…
In His Likeness - 08-30-05
The Devil shows off his new duds…
Southern Comfort: Why We Follow Sports
There’s a sense of euphoria that has settled over Boston, Massachusetts these days. It’s that same brand of euphoria that San Antonio has only begun to shake off, a mere two months after their NBA Championship victory over the Pistons. And then there are cities, like Charlotte, that are left to stare into the skies [...]
Macabre Seuss: Au Pair-ently Not!
“I wanted oatmeal!” spoke the hungry child, with nothing there to eat
I scuttle off my stepstool, moving to my weary feet.
“There’s nothing that I hate more than strawberries and cream!”
I’m pissed, I’m pissed
I won’t deny this surely is a dream.
I tackle the angry redhead whose name I can’t recall
And tumbling down the stairs, we knock [...]
Existing in the Realm of Fantasy & Why I Plan on Staying There Indefinitely
Why is it when a nice, attractive man in his 20s-40s with British/Australian accent starts talking to me I’m automatically conjuring up images of babies and wedding vows?
I’ve skipped over the plane of courtship, romance, and sex and I’m having the guy’s kids. Ok, so this isn’t entirely true. It also helps if this [...]
Poetry Assault: Untitled
plethora
like a vat of diahhoral spew
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