Friday, September 01, 2006
Friday September 1st, 2006
As you can plainly see, this will not be updated daily. There just isn't enough time. But let us look forward. Or in this case, down...
crime and hospital treatment I was rather convinced they meant here.
Svinjars laughter sounded clearly. He was rocking in his chair,
it. I was surrounded by people stopped in the act of speaking,
totally a Stephen King novel in 2 sentences and a fragment. Awesome.
the Pentagon with the Machmen close by outside it. The Fundamentaloids
Im all alone and its very dark
Well do our best, I said. But it is a group called the
The Fundameltaloids will not allow the name of the group to be released. Very Free Mason. I like to think of the Fundamentaloids as the far right's version of the Herculoids. Let's see Hanna Barbera animate THAT!
Perhaps in true Christianity, whosepriests would be no more paid than were the Apostles?
From my mothers breasts I drew thestrong milk that makes warriors. Tell me the name of the intriguing woman whosuggested it to you .
But Usen healed the wound of your sorrow, persisted Gian-nah-tah.
What folly to discuss these greatproblems!
It was Shoz-Dijiji, not Usen, who avenged Ish-kay-nay!
If you hate the white-eyed girl now, it is well, saidGian-nah. Long time have we been friends, Gian-nah-tah. This good priest would speak to us of God.
Arrange that thepost-horses shall gallop all the time. I do not hate the white-eyed girl, Wichita, said Shoz-Dijiji, sadly.
Mangas Colorado wasChief then, and he went with many of his warriors. He placed in your heart a new love to take theplace of the old that was become but a sad memory. Theaccuser whom society sets at my heels has been made rich by ascandalous injustice . My soul would understand him, my soul has need ofhim.
Fouque had not the courage to speak or to rise. From my mothers breasts I drew thestrong milk that makes warriors. Mathilde had Madame de Renal followed, so as tobe kept informed of her most trivial actions.
Tell me the name of the intriguing woman whosuggested it to you . He is a shy man, not toomuch of a Jesuit, he told her, and a man who no doubt intends toclimb.
But Usen healed the wound of your sorrow, persisted Gian-nah-tah.
If you hate the white-eyed girl now, it is well, saidGian-nah. Arrange that thepost-horses shall gallop all the time.
Copyright laws are changing all over the world.
On hearing this, Mathildes jealousy rose to the pitch of insanity. My first duty is towards you, she said to him as she embraced him;I have fled from Verrieres .
I have pretty much stopped posting these long ones, but this one was too awesome not to. The forst sentence has (IMHO) nothing to do with the narrative. But once you get to the line "From my mothers breasts I drew the strong milk that makes warriors. Tell me the name of the intriguing woman who suggested it to you", it is ON. Basically, the writer's mom is pimping out her magical breast milk that allows her to grow mighty warriors. That is BADASS! The most my mom's milk ever did was help my nascent immune system. But I do love the thought of a bunch of mighty warriors suckling at the teat of this woman, like the Gaea of warrior kind. The rest of the post is just the stuff you would find written on an urn in Sumeria.
Just in case we get blown away and you have to send in the second
Misdirection wouldnt last long. Run past the shelves. Hide here? No-
watery cocoa. I crunched and sipped gloomily, then found the bedroom
A rallying cry that needs no introduction as to its importance..."NO WATERY COCOA!". But why was his cocoa crunching? WTF?
sothat ground intheir persons waking: forwaking strange henever there. Butin
ofstate pleasure. topass suffrage. elective manner: aone decrees isby
ornot do: requireth
this is what an actor in Hamlet would say if he or she suddenly forgot ALL of his/her lines and had the cue line for the next actor's entrance. Verbatim.
You will, you will. Shall we go?
We went. Marching in step in a most military manner. Marching into
the future, into a better, brighter future.
Sincerely, the Breakfast Club (cue Judd Nelson walking across the football field with his fist in the air).
an old spaceship. Meaningless and worthless. Gone now.
Gone? I fought to keep the despair from my voice.
Discarded. Gone from Paradise. Non-existent. Men have no need of
Isn't this a repeat? Ooooh, we are cracking the code now my fellow spam-heads. Now wear your Nikes and drink the Kool-Aid and the spaceship will come back and take us ALL to paradise.
position to choose. I executed a quick leap back to the entrance door,
unlocked it and threw it open, then dived ahead into the storage room.
As I closed this final door behind me, even before I could lock it,
I'm Jackie Chan, BITCH!
""And the second time to get food.
"If he gets Gray's corpse back to the car, he can drive it to Queens and dump it in this abandoned building project he knows about.
Because the principle doesn't change if you were out seven times, or seventy, or seventy times seven.
No matter HOW many times you commit murder, they NEVER look in that abandoned building in Queens. And with the smell in Queens, nobody notices the decomposition!
"Jesus.
The book-time the characters spend living in the story and the real time the novelist spends writing it all down.
He smelled something on her breath, something from the dark and sour chambers inside her, something that smelled like dead fish.
Ignoring the whole "Lord's name in vain" aspect of this one, I am rather fond of "the dark and sour chambers inside her" as a description of fear. Although I would suggest you avoid the obvious "Chambers inside her...that smelled like dead fish" thing. We need to move on.
Any of them, all of them-just unleash me! he said and now it was
smiles and cheers all around.
Due to the miracles of modern medicines, curing and healing drugs,
The miracle of Viagra.
bindings
documents classify group
syntax give include user
IT department spam. I give it an A++
frica.
That deep part of him— the part the dope couldn't reach— tried to warn him to shut his mouth, just shut it, but what was the sense?
The same thing that had gotten Ernie had gotten "Queenie»seemed like that long-illness shit was going around.
I never believed that Bert and Ernie are gay thing until now. He called him "Queenie". SOOO gay.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach him to use the Net and he won't bother you for weeks. Softly, softly, catchee monkey Mother knows best Talk is cheap
"Softly, softly, cathee monkey" That has to open one of the seven seals!
A moment please, Iron John said, waiting for the others to leave.
have retreated.
even as I spoke them. I looked at Iron John who shook his head no.
With a name like "Iron John", you have to wonder what head he was shaking.
Do you wish to increase your volume by up to 500%?
I can't think of anyone who has a problem hearing me. I project well. So no thanks.
kidneys with the barrel of his gun.
They were good and they took no chances. They were big and mean and I
was small and lean. Shivering with fear, I was crouching even lower.
"Kidneys with the barrel of his gun". THAT is super-bad. That is some John Shaft shit right there. Right up to the "shivering with fear" part. Then the guy is a puss.
the dear little doggy communicates with me by gravimetric waves which,
as I am sure you know, cannot be blocked like radio waves. The
covered on the 1st season of Penn and Teller's BULLSHIT. NEXT!
Come on, come on, wise up!
He bit his lip, unaware of the sweat running down his face and neck and darkening his pajama shirt.
Every word she had spoken, every word he had screamed, the squeal of the axe pulling away from the severed bone, the blood on the wall.
is it just me, or did you NOT see that whole "axe and bone and blood" thing coming. HOLY SHIT!
And what a way to end this one. Happy Labor Day Weekend everybody!
crime and hospital treatment I was rather convinced they meant here.
Svinjars laughter sounded clearly. He was rocking in his chair,
it. I was surrounded by people stopped in the act of speaking,
totally a Stephen King novel in 2 sentences and a fragment. Awesome.
the Pentagon with the Machmen close by outside it. The Fundamentaloids
Im all alone and its very dark
Well do our best, I said. But it is a group called the
The Fundameltaloids will not allow the name of the group to be released. Very Free Mason. I like to think of the Fundamentaloids as the far right's version of the Herculoids. Let's see Hanna Barbera animate THAT!
Perhaps in true Christianity, whosepriests would be no more paid than were the Apostles?
From my mothers breasts I drew thestrong milk that makes warriors. Tell me the name of the intriguing woman whosuggested it to you .
But Usen healed the wound of your sorrow, persisted Gian-nah-tah.
What folly to discuss these greatproblems!
It was Shoz-Dijiji, not Usen, who avenged Ish-kay-nay!
If you hate the white-eyed girl now, it is well, saidGian-nah. Long time have we been friends, Gian-nah-tah. This good priest would speak to us of God.
Arrange that thepost-horses shall gallop all the time. I do not hate the white-eyed girl, Wichita, said Shoz-Dijiji, sadly.
Mangas Colorado wasChief then, and he went with many of his warriors. He placed in your heart a new love to take theplace of the old that was become but a sad memory. Theaccuser whom society sets at my heels has been made rich by ascandalous injustice . My soul would understand him, my soul has need ofhim.
Fouque had not the courage to speak or to rise. From my mothers breasts I drew thestrong milk that makes warriors. Mathilde had Madame de Renal followed, so as tobe kept informed of her most trivial actions.
Tell me the name of the intriguing woman whosuggested it to you . He is a shy man, not toomuch of a Jesuit, he told her, and a man who no doubt intends toclimb.
But Usen healed the wound of your sorrow, persisted Gian-nah-tah.
If you hate the white-eyed girl now, it is well, saidGian-nah. Arrange that thepost-horses shall gallop all the time.
Copyright laws are changing all over the world.
On hearing this, Mathildes jealousy rose to the pitch of insanity. My first duty is towards you, she said to him as she embraced him;I have fled from Verrieres .
I have pretty much stopped posting these long ones, but this one was too awesome not to. The forst sentence has (IMHO) nothing to do with the narrative. But once you get to the line "From my mothers breasts I drew the strong milk that makes warriors. Tell me the name of the intriguing woman who suggested it to you", it is ON. Basically, the writer's mom is pimping out her magical breast milk that allows her to grow mighty warriors. That is BADASS! The most my mom's milk ever did was help my nascent immune system. But I do love the thought of a bunch of mighty warriors suckling at the teat of this woman, like the Gaea of warrior kind. The rest of the post is just the stuff you would find written on an urn in Sumeria.
Just in case we get blown away and you have to send in the second
Misdirection wouldnt last long. Run past the shelves. Hide here? No-
watery cocoa. I crunched and sipped gloomily, then found the bedroom
A rallying cry that needs no introduction as to its importance..."NO WATERY COCOA!". But why was his cocoa crunching? WTF?
sothat ground intheir persons waking: forwaking strange henever there. Butin
ofstate pleasure. topass suffrage. elective manner: aone decrees isby
ornot do: requireth
this is what an actor in Hamlet would say if he or she suddenly forgot ALL of his/her lines and had the cue line for the next actor's entrance. Verbatim.
You will, you will. Shall we go?
We went. Marching in step in a most military manner. Marching into
the future, into a better, brighter future.
Sincerely, the Breakfast Club (cue Judd Nelson walking across the football field with his fist in the air).
an old spaceship. Meaningless and worthless. Gone now.
Gone? I fought to keep the despair from my voice.
Discarded. Gone from Paradise. Non-existent. Men have no need of
Isn't this a repeat? Ooooh, we are cracking the code now my fellow spam-heads. Now wear your Nikes and drink the Kool-Aid and the spaceship will come back and take us ALL to paradise.
position to choose. I executed a quick leap back to the entrance door,
unlocked it and threw it open, then dived ahead into the storage room.
As I closed this final door behind me, even before I could lock it,
I'm Jackie Chan, BITCH!
""And the second time to get food.
"If he gets Gray's corpse back to the car, he can drive it to Queens and dump it in this abandoned building project he knows about.
Because the principle doesn't change if you were out seven times, or seventy, or seventy times seven.
No matter HOW many times you commit murder, they NEVER look in that abandoned building in Queens. And with the smell in Queens, nobody notices the decomposition!
"Jesus.
The book-time the characters spend living in the story and the real time the novelist spends writing it all down.
He smelled something on her breath, something from the dark and sour chambers inside her, something that smelled like dead fish.
Ignoring the whole "Lord's name in vain" aspect of this one, I am rather fond of "the dark and sour chambers inside her" as a description of fear. Although I would suggest you avoid the obvious "Chambers inside her...that smelled like dead fish" thing. We need to move on.
Any of them, all of them-just unleash me! he said and now it was
smiles and cheers all around.
Due to the miracles of modern medicines, curing and healing drugs,
The miracle of Viagra.
bindings
documents classify group
syntax give include user
IT department spam. I give it an A++
frica.
That deep part of him— the part the dope couldn't reach— tried to warn him to shut his mouth, just shut it, but what was the sense?
The same thing that had gotten Ernie had gotten "Queenie»seemed like that long-illness shit was going around.
I never believed that Bert and Ernie are gay thing until now. He called him "Queenie". SOOO gay.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach him to use the Net and he won't bother you for weeks. Softly, softly, catchee monkey Mother knows best Talk is cheap
"Softly, softly, cathee monkey" That has to open one of the seven seals!
A moment please, Iron John said, waiting for the others to leave.
have retreated.
even as I spoke them. I looked at Iron John who shook his head no.
With a name like "Iron John", you have to wonder what head he was shaking.
Do you wish to increase your volume by up to 500%?
I can't think of anyone who has a problem hearing me. I project well. So no thanks.
kidneys with the barrel of his gun.
They were good and they took no chances. They were big and mean and I
was small and lean. Shivering with fear, I was crouching even lower.
"Kidneys with the barrel of his gun". THAT is super-bad. That is some John Shaft shit right there. Right up to the "shivering with fear" part. Then the guy is a puss.
the dear little doggy communicates with me by gravimetric waves which,
as I am sure you know, cannot be blocked like radio waves. The
covered on the 1st season of Penn and Teller's BULLSHIT. NEXT!
Come on, come on, wise up!
He bit his lip, unaware of the sweat running down his face and neck and darkening his pajama shirt.
Every word she had spoken, every word he had screamed, the squeal of the axe pulling away from the severed bone, the blood on the wall.
is it just me, or did you NOT see that whole "axe and bone and blood" thing coming. HOLY SHIT!
And what a way to end this one. Happy Labor Day Weekend everybody!
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three on modern poets two on the history of great"
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