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Missed
Once
Staring into the eye of a revolver
He cried out,
Swearing to a life of holiness.
The gun stuck; the gunman shrugged.
He lived out the next twelve years in a motel
In Indiantown, watching movies on the television
Inside the powder blue walls, ignoring the oath,
Which followed him in the eyes of night clerks
Sweeping the lobby. -
27 Jennifers
Mike Doughty is playing tonight at The Loft. Hopefully I'll find a way to get down there...can't miss.
Brilliant musician, poet, and still on the edge between
ahead of his time and right now. Also I'm glad that he is still alive.
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RIP Gil Scott-Heron 1949 - 2011
Prince of the spoken word He lived it, he hated it, he wrote about it. He made so many like me who were so far removed get close enough to feel the sting and burn of it, walk a blighted urban mile in his shoes.
Picture a man of nearly thirty
who seems twice as old with clothes torn and
dirty.
Give him a job shining shoes
or cleaning out toilets with ( Read more... ) -
A Song for Cayla
There was this porno film ( Read more... ) -
vegan recipes for ymmmmy stuff
This is the easiest thing I think I have ever made, and it's only flaw is that it is lacking in vegetables. Which means you must also have a bit of stir fry veggie along with it. MUST.
Asian Rice Bowls
Cook some long grain rice, preferably brown basmati, but white if you don't have the taste for it.
2 cups uncooked rice plus 4 cups water = a lot of ( Read more... ) -
Favourite quotes from Sin City:
She doesn't quite chop his head off. She makes a Pez dispenser out of him.
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When I need to find something out, I just go out and find somebody that knows more than me, and I go and I ask them. Sometimes I ask pretty hard.
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Well, i'm gonna find that son of a bitch that killed you, and i'm gonna give him the hard Goodbye. -
the night of closed eyes
Closed eyes drifting in dreams,
with only smiles hinting at their themes
and biting your lips
that's when the artist says "stop...that's it"
if not then do tell, do tell
what else is there?
the night of closed eyes
Tilting your head to the ceiling
and for a second I stop moving
For once I'm more connected
to something else then the Earth
Coins don't get ( Read more... ) -
morning musing over music
Hello
I've waited here for you
Everlong
Tonight I throw myself into
And out of the red
Out of her head she sang
Come down
And waste away with me
Down with me
Slow how
You wanted it to be
I'm over my head
Out of her head she sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
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On Coffee
Oh beautiful beverage of deliciousness, my pet, my Muse.... how wonderful you make me feel, how delightful you taste, and how impossible it would be for me to force myself out of bed in the morning without the idea of you awaiting me!
One Thousand (ok maybe not) facts about Coffee
Coffee can be good for you -- and the stronger, the better. Coffee ( Read more... ) -
procrastination
Hate to:
Fold it.
Clean it.
Cook it.
Save it.
Wash it.
Dust it.
Organize it.
Tidy it.
Pay it.
File it.
Love to:
Hang-out.
Imbibe.
Watch.
Rest.
Read.
Snuggle.
Eat.
Listen.
Write.
Paint.
While I may never have enough money to pay even my most basic of bills, I need servants. Not
just any kind of servant.
No.
Skilled, energetic, charming and fun servants with lots of ( Read more... )
