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A lot of genre titles fall apart once you start examining the bands who are allegedly in said genre.  For example Pearl Jam and Alice in Chains are so far apart musically yet they were both considered grunge.  Perhaps a better title would have been "Seattle Slew" Or "Rainy Rock"  Then you could throw in Queensryche and Candlebox.  

Speaking of Queensryche.  I think they are getting desperate for in 2006 they will release their next album entitled:  Operation Mindcrime II.

Jerry Cantrell

He should have been kissing Layne Staley's heroin soaked ass every day because without him his band would have been suckola!!

Wake from your sleep
You made it little one
The travel was long and lonely
And now you've arrived.
Now open like the morning flowers
Reveal your precious cargo.
Your tiny passenger is with you too
And now her adventure begins.
You train your big eyes
On the little girl.
So innocent yet magnificent she looks
She's tucked into her fetal position
Until the time comes at hand.
Then she will rise and descend.
Her exploration will begin
On her brand new world.
When she gets down on all sixes
She will turn her gaze to you,
Your exquisite form,
Your beautiful blue petals.

Now, as a young bird
She must voyage away form the nest.
So many are depending on her
To seek out answers ot puzzling questions.
But you will continue to keep a watch
On your little comrade.
As she travels she'll meet new friend,
Barnacle Bill, Flattop, Shark, and even Yogi.
You watch as she brushes up to them
With a long embrace.
As the long days go on
Mysteries will be solved and new ones born.
Your little one will slowly traverse
The ancient cold and dry flood plain.
It's a place water once flowed
Now, aeons later, water is no more.

This is soon a solemn occassion
For your life was designed for high productivity
But, alas, brevity was also a part of that plan.
The distant Sun provides you with vital energy
But soon even the spectacular rays won't help you.
Your vision will fade and you'll lose sight
Of the rusty red and your little friend.
She will turn and look on you
Knowing her time is soon to come.

Your lives are not in vain
Knowledge you will gain.
Knowledge that will be given back
To your distant creator.
What you and she learn will add on
To what the Great Vikings discovered
Maybe it will help those
Back on the place you left on your interstellar voyage.

Now, the sun starts its ritual descent
And your eyelids are becoming heavy.
You must close them and relax
Your work for the day is done.
The little one will stop and rest too.
It has a long day ahead of it tomorrow.
And so do you....so rest....
We will watch out for you.
Goodnight.

If I had a hammer
I would hammer a nail into the floor.
I would then paint the head of the nail
a nice shade of flourescent orange
to nicely clash with the brown tile.
Next I would pick up my remote control
and step outside.
I would push the big red button that says "detonate"
and the lovely, flourescent orange nail
would be airborne along with the rest
of my house.
Boredom can kill a fellow you know.

you sound a lil like TCT

Maine -- The Way Life Should Be  

Why are so-called Discordians so worried about what others are saying about them?

Thicken your fuckin skin, children.  It's a tough world out there.

Yeah, dealing with the strange opinionated people on this board is a piece of cake compared to dealing with the self-obsessed, spoiled-ass, wealthy Mainer customers that come into my store on a daily basis.

holy friggen CUTE

Thanks.  It's fortunate for her that I married a pretty lady.

Cute kid, but, what the heck is the red fuzzy thing around her head in the middle pic?

Lion's mane.  She was a Lion for Halloween last year.

Okay, so I trimmed my beard down this morning.  It was starting to get quite bushy.  At least that's what my wife and fifty other people have told me recently.  As I was doing so it dawned on me that when I go into work tomorrow I'm going to get the inane, insipid obvious observation from my Boss.  

"You shaved your beard huh?"

Which is the basis of this rant.  Why do some people, okay most people, find it necessary to vocalize painfully obvious observations.  For that matter, why do people need to vocalize so often?  Of course after the above observation I will get the follow-up question:

"So, why did you do that?"

Of course I just respond by saying, "Because I wanted to." and walking away.  Because engaging in any further conversation would be very painful for me.  And my boss engaing in anymore thought may be lethal for him.  

"It's raining pretty good eh?"

So-called ice breakers.  You know, sometimes the ice is better left unbroken.  I mean, when I go into work tomorrow I'm not going to go up to my boss and say, "Hmm, still bald huh?" or "Still an utter moron eh?"

They say ignorance is bliss.  Well, I think silent ignorance would be even more blissful.  Some things are better left unsaid and, in my opinion, most people are better left unheard.

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You.

In Canada I think he goes by 39 cent.  

U2.  Has anyone mentioned U2 yet?  Well even if they have I'm mentioning them again because they are so overrated it must be pointed out multiple times.

Which kinda sucks for those who got completely fucked by this class-striated economy, and who can't affort a car, or gas if they did, or a bus ticket, or even a place to go.

Which means we need to start a constitutional amendment mandating that every man, woman, and child is supplied with their very own rocket pack.

It's also a reminder that if a Hurricane comes your way, or any other natural disaster, terrorist attack, locust plague, Ashlee Simpson concert, that you are fucking on your own.  Don't count on any other help than the two hands attached to your arms.