I stumbled across this poem on this site:
A Crush Shot
by Ray Mellors
Dolly Rush, alas is dead:
A mallet struck her on the head.
She acted as a referee
When all the others were at tea.
They should have told [...]
Archive for January, 2003
I’m feeling a little disconnected and incomplete with the whole GN/G-Philes dichotomy. Throw in my most influential website and it’s downright schizophrenic. I want to normalize things a bit, but I don’t know how. I’ve thought about just making it all one blog and having everything automatically post to gn.com, but only the Right Wing [...]
It’s a “I’m sick of all this shit” day. I haven’t had one of those in a long time.
This will fuse two huge parts of my life. It will probably be crap, but to make Rock ‘n’ Roll more nerdy and vice versa would be awesome.
Today, in the car, I heard a song that I really liked. It was funky, jammin’, bluesy… It had some clav-action goin’ on. The lyrics weren’t too bad.
I had no idea what it was, but I loved it. So I called KZPS.
Me: “What song was on just before Dio came on?”
KZPS: “Led Zeppelin, Trampled Underfoot, from Physical Graffiti.”
Me:”…”
KZPS: “Hello?”
Me:”Excuse me, I dropped the phone… Now what was that, Foghat?”
KZPS: “No, it was Zeppelin, dude!”
Me:”…”
KZPS:”Umm…”
Me: “Right, so it was Styx, huh?”
KZPS: “No.”
Me: “Wild Cherry?”
KZPS: “Zeppelin.”
Farris: “Stevie Wonder???”
KZPS: “NO. IT-WAS-LED-FUCKING-ZEPPELIN!*click*”
I called back, but they never would tell me who it was. Damn. I really fucking liked that song.
I’m sitting at B’s feet, watching Unbreakable with her. It didn’t dawn on me until tonight that Signs was the second M. Night Shamalamadingdong flick with characters whose weakness is water. It kinda makes me wish I hadn’t ever realized it, because I might like them both less now. Maybe not.
I’ve gotten a lot of [...]
I’ve asked this question of several people tonight: How the hell did people survive 3-hour, boring-ass business classes before laptops and wireless connections?
I’ve gotten many answers, but the general consensus seems to be drugs, alcohol, and subversion.
This semester has been a completely different experience for me, even before I got the notebook. In the class [...]
Now *I’M* posting from on the crapper on the couch using MY new laptop.
I forgot to get one of these when I ordered my machine. I will order one Friday. Probably. Maybe. I dunno.
Herr Wishpocket has arrived. We’re going to eat now.
