You took the words right out of my mouth Jorge.
Michael Moore. I respect what the guy has done in terms of directing, and he deserves an opinion like everybody else. Whether it was right or wrong to go to war isn't even the point. His acceptance speech, however, was absolutely out of line. Soldiers are dying in Iraq fighting for their country, right or wrong, and he has the nerve to critisize everything they believe in fighting for. It's pretty damn easy to sit over here, an ocean away, and critisize. George Bush knows that the country is divided in their opinion, and there's nothing Michael Moore or any other damn protestor can do about it. I thinks it's time to stop pretending that we can stop this war, and pray for it to be over as soon as possible. It just makes me so fricking mad thinking about all that's happening. DAMMIT!!!!!
I'm going to go ahead and come out of my music listening closet and admit that I like Craig David. Hopefully I'm not aquiring the musical taste of a 9 year old girl by listening to it, but whatever happens happens. PUNK FOR LIFE!?
The U.S. government put up a site to inform people what to do in the case of a terrorist attack. This site makes a mockery of the "ambiguous" symbols they use to demonstrate what to do. Enjoy!
There's something about a kid with rubber boots on riding a skateboard that just doesn't seem right.
Incubus - Mexico
You could see me reaching
So why couldn't you have met me half way?
You could see me bleeding
And you could not put pressure on the wound.
You only think about yourself...
You only think about yourself...
You better bend before I go
on the first train to Mexico.
You could see me breathing
And you still kept your hand over my mouth.
You could feel me seething
But you just turned your nose up in the air.
You only think about yourself...
You only think about yourself...
You better bend before I go
on the first train to Mexico.
You could see me reaching
So why couldn't you have met me half way?
You could see me bleeding
And you could not put pressure on the wound.
You only think about yourself...
You only think about yourself...
You better bend before I go
on the first train to Mexico.
You could see me breathing
And you still kept your hand over my mouth.
You could feel me seething
But you just turned your nose up in the air.
You only think about yourself...
You only think about yourself...
You better bend before I go
on the first train to Mexico.
Having the weak political views/thoughts that I have, I think I still could have predicted this: Economic Left/Right: -2.50 + Authoritarian/Libertarian: -2.10 = Libertarian Left. Hey B-Dawg, wanna get together and talk politics?
Today while I was filling up with gas, I heard someone with their car stereo pounding pull in behind me. I turned around expecting it to be a 16 year old kid in a Sunfire pumping some Nelly or Eminem, but oh no. Much to my surprise and entertainment, it's an approximately 40 year old man pumping the Tom Petty. I thought I listened to my music pretty loud, but this was WAY too loud to be safe. To top things off, the vehicle that he was driving was a K-car. Weyburn folk never cease to amaze me!
I'm watching' 60 Minutes' tonight, and they're talking about friendly-fire accidents. 3 in 5 Americans killed in the Gulf War were killed by friendly fire. They even showed footage of an Apache helicopter pilot with a combat vehicle in his sights, saying "I sure hope this isn't our guys." He then fires, and says again "I hope that wasn't us, because they're all dead." Later, as the few remaining survivors stumbled from the burning wreckage, they found out that they were Americans. What's really scary is that this is only one of the incidents they have informed the public about. It's unbelievable that this war is going to happen. Unbelievable.
If there's some kind of vocal-chord surgery that a guy can get to improve his singing ability, let me know. I would pay an insane amount of money, or my left foot, to have a good singing voice. Or even a tolerable singing voice. I guess if I had three wishes, one would be for world peace, two would be for an end to world famine, and three would be to be the king of the world. No, wait, three would be to have unlimited money. Yeah. Then, if any of these wishes couldn't be granted, I would wish for a good singing voice. Man do I need some sleep.
Has anybody that watches the show "Meet My Folks" ever seen anyone PASS on the lie detector test? What a stupid show.
I'd been waiting to watch 'The Ring' for a while now, and last night I finally rented it. I was extremely excited, as I had heard such comments as "It's the scariest movie I've ever seen." and "Don't watch it alone." So I turned off all the lights in my place, and prepared myself to be scared out of my tree. I don't know if everyone was playing a joke on me, or what, because it wasn't really scary at all. I've seen scary episodes of 'The Golden Girls' than that movie. Sure there was maybe one or two parts that were kind of creepy, but for the most part it was an average "horror" movie at best. I mean, how scary can a PG13 movie really be anyway? Thanks for nothing all you false hyper-uppers!
I am intoxicated. Why am I still typing here? Not too sure. The Juliana Theory's new album rocks. I'm cranking it right now. Hopefully I get evicted. Bye bye.
Today I thought about going to the store and buying some things to "class" up my place. This would include buying a matching towel set (bath towel, face cloth, and hand towel), a magazine rack, a picture that wasn't of a band/half naked woman, etc. Shortly after this I realized that it wouldn't be a "classy" place, but I would only be three candles away from having a woman's place. I kind of enjoy my coffee table of magazines, hand-me-down towels, and band posters anyway.
I admit I like ONE band with a female lead singer, and the press is all over me. I have heard The Flipsides though Jord, and they're pretty good.
Had a near emergency with not being able to post, but I'm back. Not that it really matters, I still don't have much to say.
I was at 7-11 today, and the guy in front of me buys some cream. The total comes to $2.02, and he just goes irate for no reason. "What the hell is that two cents, all I'm buying is cream, there shoudn't be any tax." Um, earth to angry dude, but taxes are a part of life. He refused to leave too, until the cashier subtracted the two cents. Thought it was kind of funny.
