Archive for March, 2008
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna be your man
I wanna be the sand that runs through your toes
Ending up in unsuspecting places of the crannies and folds of your clothes.
A chair is not a chair
A weave is not her hair
A burning house is not a flare when there’s no one standing close
To witness who was [...]
The Wire ended it’s 5-season run last night and I am sad to see it end. No more Omar. No more Bunk. No more McNulty. No more Bubbs. No more Simon genius.
This was an excellent show and if you’ve never seen it, invest in the dvd’s.
Good writing. Good social [...]
Your insincere sincerities
Are so much akin to cake
Whereas the eating of and having it
Conveys your deeds as fake
Your insincere sincerities
Are as a window cooling pie
While an ugly truth is better
Than the most beautiful of lies
Your insincere sincerities
Bring sincerities to shame
Cut and paste some random sentiment
And fill in the blank some random interest’s name.
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She do not like green eggs and ham
She do like granola and vegetarian spam
Great talent in 3D God attributed to her
A mature immaturity and a dog named Gir
Hailing for Detroit but it’s not all her fault
Happy Birthday, Samara. Tip you glass of gluten-free, flax seed, soy-laden malt.
Check out Samara’s skills at her website and [...]
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