The grey air attaches itself to the green trees and takes hold of me
Time sighs to a halt and my mind wanders the vast reaches of itself
Time to light up a smoke and wish I could make music
Capture your imagination with my guitar until my fingers turn red
Then play a little more
Take you to where I've been, show you what I've done
Make you dream of pools in the sun
Or being here with me
Day turns to night, crazy dreams turn to dust
But I refuse to blow them away
I'd rather save them for another day

I was just sitting outside with Gunther and started thinking about all kinds of things, and decided to jot down a quick little poem to summarize the experience.

I agree that McVeigh shouldn't be executed, but not because of the ethics of the death penalty. The reason he shouldn't be executed is because that's not a punishment to him, he sees himself as a martyr and doesn't mind dying for his "cause". To a person like that, a fitting punishment is something along the lines of spending the next 50 years in solitary confinement, his only contact with another living thing being his weekly congigal visit from a big diesel black guy with a 2 foot cock and an anal sex fetish. Until he starts to enjoy it, at that point you swap the big black guy with a snake that will slither up his ass and wreak havok in his bowels. And if he ever starts to enjoy that (nieuhhhhhhhhhhhh)....Uh, I guess we could just kill him then.

The Whole Nine Yards was hilarious, if Friends was just Matthew Perry running around being all neurotic like that then it'd be my favorite show. But it's not, so it isn't. The movie is hilarious and interesting, but at the end it changes tone completely into a mushy love story. Which at first I thought I didn't like, but after further contemplation I came to the conclusion it couldn't really end any other way and be satisfying. The characters are all likeable, and you want to see things work out for them after all. And Amanda Pete is blazing hot, it's partly physical but she also has this attitude that comes through in her movies that I can't define, but it's really hot. Her smiling has something to do with it, that might be the rosetta stone to the whole thing. Whatever it is, I'd toss her salad on command.

If girlnextdoor were qualified to judge everyone else then she'd also realize that judging others is a really inefficient way of trying to forget one's own deficiencies. As someone who both plays RPG's and gets piss drunk I'll offer that neither one is more pathetic than the other, and if we're going to start rating other people's activities we might as well rip everyone a new one that isn't working day and night to cure cancer or end world hunger. Needless to say, everyone would have 2 assholes pretty quick. So do what you want, have fun, and if someone tries to judge you tell them to fuck off and then never pay them another thought.

By the way, I'll be running Deadlands Hell on Earth once Lio gets home and everyone's welcome to play. The last adventure ended with Lio, Stone, Calliander, Caniprokis and Blood investigating a demon. They tracked it to a cave which was crawling with wormlings when the last adventure ended. It was a while ago so rather than continue that adventure we'll just say you decided the money wasn't worth the danger and blew it off, and are now travelling back to the town to get some rest and decide what to do next. If you're a returning player just let me know you'll be playing and if you need/want to make a new character, and if you weren't in the last adventure but want to play in the next one just let me know and I'll work you in. Dob will kill......if have to.

Grinding a man's ass until the poop comes out?

CompUSA is having a 50% off all writable CD's sale this weekend so I'm going to buy about 50 packs, and then once I recover that drive I'll walk around giving people CD's of good music and really hot pr0n. Calliander has a very good point about the 128kbs thing, so I'll have to experiment with the sound quality, but regardless the pr0n still must be recovered. If the sound on the mp3's really sucks at 128kbs I'll probably just bite the bullet, get AT&T broadband, and leave the computer going for like a week to get them all back at 192kbs or higher. All my pr0n is the good stuff, all natural girls that you'd think were hot if you saw them in a sweater on the street, really hard to find on an internet saturated with 40 year old silicone fuck pigs. I was watching a thing on the History Channel last night about sex in the 20th century, and they interviewed Larry Flint, and he said one of the funniest things I've ever heard. He just matter of factly told Jerry Falwell to go piss up a rope, I almost fell over laughing. It showed a lot of nudity too, but it was sorta ruined by the clinical narration, could have been a lot hotter. And they had like 15 of those middle aged self proclaimed sex expert women that frequent the talk show circuit offering occaisional brilliant insights into human sexuality, such as "People have always loved sex". I'd have liked it more if it was just Larry Flint and Hugh Heffner talking for an hour about whatever they want.

Finally, I have a computer again. About 4 weeks ago my computer completely died and it sucked ass. I finally have gotten a new one so I'm back online, and the jump from a homebrew p133 to an HP Pavilion P3 866 is a sweet one. And I have a burner now so I can make CD's of my ginormous mp3 collection. However I'm having a bitch of a time getting my old pr0n/mp3 drive installed in the new system without reformatting it and losing all my precious music and pr0n. It's 8 gigs worth of stuff, which is a lot when you're only on a 56k modem. If anyone has any ideas on how to get it working while retaining my files let me know.

More funny stuff:

The Associated Press reports that on Monday, the Saudi Arabian Higher Committee for Scientific Research and Islamic Law declared a ban on Pokemon, including all related products. The organization said that Nintendo's Pocket Monsters had "possessed the minds" of Saudi children. Furthermore, the Committee argued that the Pokemon cards and videogames contain symbols such as the Star of David, "which everyone knows is connected to international Zionism and is Israel's national emblem."

Violators of the ban could face such punishments as having their licenses revoked or even lashings, which has most Saudis previously caught up in the Pokemon craze fearful of continuing to enjoy it. Nintendo plans to investigate.

Ok, I haven't posted in a while so I'll catch up with these 2 statements. Firstly, Twistedevil is cool and secondly, I can answer Pappy's inquiry about who would want a load shooting anal dildo with one word: [Gatekeeper].

I really don't understand how my mind works, sometimes I'm really lonely but then whenever a girl comes along that I think wants to go out with me I find a reason to not hook up with her. Maybe it's that I've been burnt in relationships so much that I'm weary of them, actually that probably is the reason. One of my problems is that I never ask a girl out, I always wait until they ask me out, but that usually backfires because most of the time we become friends first and then one of us doesn't want to risk ruining the friendship, or she just isn't the type of girl that would ask a guy out, or she's as terrified of rejection as I am. And usually when I do go out with a girl that asked me out she ends up being a skank. So the answer is I need to get over my fear of rejection and start being a man and doing the asking out. And the perfect place to start doing that is Penn State when I visit my boy Lio, because I'll have him there for support and I'll be hours away from home so if a girl rejects me it's not like I'll ever have to see her again anyway. I think Twistedevil's next story should be about how homosexuality was invented.

I can't fucking sleep and it fucking sucks, I'm tired of laying in bed awake so I give up, I'm up for the day, fuck me. First I'll say that what I said about Lio thinking Clinton was horrible was a joke, I was looking for a segway to trash on Clinton myself because I hate him so much. Now I'll put a little bit of a different twist on the whole memories thing, I'll give a recap of all the posters I met before the end of high school.

I'll start with the first one, FlyingTim. He and I met in Kindergarten and were best friends all the way up until the middle of highschool, when we started making friends with new people and drifted apart. Thankfully he hangs out at Aaron's now though, so I get to hang with him and play RPG's and other cool shit.

Calliander and I have had a relationship that is totally bipolar, for a couple years we're best friends then we have a fight and aren't friends for a while then we make up, ect ect ect. In 6th grade we were good friends, then we had a fight because he thought Roc was a fantastic show and I thought it sucked ass, then we made up because we both had fun making fun of the Trumpores in French class (I still hope those wrinkly bastards fall off a cliff), then we had another fight because he got a Super Nintendo and I considered that selling out, then we became friends again in math class and had fun watching Tom Perillo and Blood throw shit. Then we drifted apart when he started hanging out all the time with Lio, who I thought was a stuck up spoiled little rich kid prick and made fun of my spo fro all the time. Then we were friends again in high school when my table with FlyingTim and Wilson and Seeds (niuhhhhhhhh) somehow blended with his and I just about instantly at that time became tight with Lio as well. Things were awesome for a while, then we went to Eastern together and the stress of living together in a 4 ft by 7 ft hole for 6 months nuked things once again, then after about 6 months we were great friends again, and so on and so forth. I'm too tired to come up with a witty analogy to close this one with.

Stone and me are like Ryu and Ken, we've been good friends ever since 3rd grade but we're both so fiercely competitive that we've always been trying to beat each other in something and the result was usually that we both got better at what we were competing in, then got bored and moved on to something else. It used to get pretty fierce at times but now we're both older and realize that it's all in good fun, so it only really manifests when we're playing fighting games for 5 hours while Lio yells "Turn that fucking thing off!". Once Capcom starts putting out online fighting games it's gonna get mad hardcore.

Ok I'm too tired to keep going, I'm going to try to go back to bed for a few hours so I'll finish this at another point in time