thinking that "iron man" would make a great rap song, and wondering if anyone has ever done that.

pissed off - this morning i really got into the ireland-cameroon world cup soccer match i found on spanish-language tv. despite my irish heritage, i found myself rooting for cameroon. at the half, the africans were up by 1. i remembered that senegal had just won a game, but i couldn't remember against who; though i thought it might've been the french.

so i get online to see if i could dig up that game. of course, the first thing i see is the final score of the game i was watching (as it was on tape). which took away most of the drama. it was a tie, by the way.

Doing laundry because we are out of clean towels to take to the pool. Wishing I could go swimming. Micki slipped and went under and when I went to get her out of the water I somehow took a chunk out of my big toe and it isn't healed yet. I don't remember how I hurt myself because I was focused on getting Micki out of the water and then the little boy who did the same thing soon after. I will probably work on my tan later. I finally found a tanning oil that has a decent sunscreen in it, and it had a $4.50 off coupon at the store. I'm happy about that.

Listening to "Take Five" and "The Girl from Ipanema" wishing I new more jazz of that style to get my hands on.

it's getting very hazy...

listening to Gregory Isaacs and Mekons on the way back...

time for my after- singing nap.

Looking up the singer of "Who Hid the Halibut on the Poopdeck". . .
Yogi Yorgeson . . ?

My arms look like I've fallen off my bike... but its just cuts from the coral in Fiji.

droop- Busta Rhymes
did a version with Ozzy
on his ELE album a
couple of years ago.

no no no sem, dr oop, its pay attention to mel day today...

hey mel, i hope you are ok.

I've been crying joe.

Looking for a new apartment.

It sure ain't cheap to live in this area.

Bored

tired. not enough sleep

buying furniture. Can you believe it? Fuck this shit, man. How did I become the type of person who buys furniture? Used to be I prided myself on being able to fit everything I owned into a backpack, and to hit the road at a moment's notice.

It's not so bad, really, at least it's a sofa and not a kid, but it still makes me want to run screaming sometimes.

thanks, sem. those two were born to record together.

today i learned that the spanish for south korea and poland is corea (core-ay-uh) del sur and polonia. they should use those names on their brochures, tourism would skyrocket.

mel, crying why?

Getting ready to go out and Party with my crew in Sydney.

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trying to figure out how to kill the next four hours

amused by my pussies. They're fascinated by the printer. Sometimes I just print out 10 copies of blank pages to watch them.

o3 everywhere - lightning!

laughing at myself for what i just did.

walking around outside in the rain at 2:30am, i turn a corner and see a group of 4 people walking toward me. nothing remarkable, normal looking people talking amongst themselves.

one of them makes eye contact with me and i scream, i throw down my umbrella and turn around and run screaming " AAAAAAAAAAWWWW HELP!!!! AAAAWWWWWGGGG AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

i could hear them saying "Whaaaa?" and "Who was that?" and "Huh?" and as I'm running down the street and turning the corner i look over my shoulder to see them standing there, not walking (they stopped walking) and my umbrella was lying there in front of them.

i felt like i had to carry through with this, because i had no explanation. so after i turned the corner to get away from them i ran toward the next intersection and kept crying for help, but not as loudly (because i was starting to feel bad for waking up anyone who was asleep). i kept running and acting terrified until those people, those goddamned middle of the night walking around people, were out of my field of vision.

i don't know why i did it or what is in me but it was exhilarating and i can't stop laughing about it. next time anyone asks me what fun things there are to do in this town, i will tell them to go out in the middle of the night, and when you see a group of people, make sure they see you first, then scream like a lunatic and run like hell!

wiping coke off my computer screen.

Fuck that was funny.

Well....Just heard that
Dee Dee Ramone
passed away.
God Damn...I'm
starting to feel old.

Well....Just heard that
Dee Dee Ramone
passed away.
God Damn...I'm
starting to feel old.

wondering if Mark went back later to retrieve his umbrella.

i did not

i deny everything.

thinking naughty thoughts ; )

labelling seeds for next year.

pushing off from the edge of the pool like a frog might

picturing frogs funny legs...

still reflecting upon a great day of music. the new organ at my church was dedicated today and a world-class artist played the dedicatory recital. it was nothing less than fabulous. i am lucky to be earning a living from music. i am really lucky.

Robbin Crosby,
guitarist for Ratt, has
died of AIDS.

who's gonna be the
third?

Bob Hope's probably a safe bet.

actually, John Gotti

dee dee ramone, robbin crosby and john gotti. what a trio.

also wondering how 2:48 pm comes after 13:35 pm on the same date.

mark, i wanted to e-mail this but my fucking service is down. i just listened to your performance of the mussorgsky and i am blown away. most people don't know that "pictures" was a piano piece that was later orchestrated by ravel into the piece we all think we know today. your interpretation was wonderful. why don't you talk to the people at the 92nd street "y" about giving a concert? you can bet i would attend. i'll drive all the way up from fucking virginia to attend. c'mon mark, you're good enough. do it!!

i'm just chillin @ my house...watching centerstage...wishing i had someplace better to be...what are YOU doing??

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at my office bored out
of my skull drinking
coca-cola and listening
to the clash

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me too Darrell. Except that I'm drinking this nasty tea from a teabag that came free with Chinese food, and I'm listening Wild Swans, but otherwise we're on the same wavelength. 1 hour, 25 minutes and counting.

having a bad sock day. One blue, one black.

Rebooting the Sun

my kitties are frickin slobs when they eat. I've seen pigs eat with better manners than them. They do this weird thing with the dry food where they get some kibble in their mouths and then shake their heads so half the kibble goes all over the floor. And every bite of wet food must be taken from the dish, put on the floor, then eaten. I don't know, the constant beatings don't seem to help, nor does getting down on the floor and showing them proper table manners. Any suggestions?

suggesting to dougie...


they're kittens holms. thats the way they be. the best is when they learn to play with their food. since my cats dinner mat (they use a Pedro's South of the Border plastic place mat) is in the kitchen ,they still, as adults, swat and chase their kibbies. The thing is, ive never determined if its a compliment to the chef or an act of displeasure.

sometimes my cat eats so rapidly that she upchucks.

then she gets to eat again.

nica, you fat fuck.

very glad she stopped by because mark's umbrella story was the only thing that made her laugh today.

very glad she stopped by because mark's umbrella story was the only thing that made her laugh today.

very glad she stopped by because mark's umbrella story is the only thing that made her laugh today.

thinking that the word "jocularity" really isn't used enough anymore. Today, I will try to use it in discourse as much as possible. Also, I'm sure you're happy to know that I'm having a better sock day today -- 2 brown Gold Toe socks. They match my underwear.

having that bad feeling you get when someone steals your work to publish in their own name and there's nothing you can do except hope that the karma catches up to them

'managing risk! how much can =you= handle. . ?'

happy I won't have to hear Bill Walton say "Throw it down, Big Man. Throw it DOWN" for another year.

wondering what was all that stuff I intended to do this evening.

cold drool feel.
question monkey.
rapid gristlers.
fieldmouse fear.

right here holdin' muh nuts.

shriveling is a problem when the paranoia sets in. i've got mine honed to a razor sharp edge. but not as tight as the dick'n'george show-- they got shit skewed so hard you even *think* about "allah" and constitutions all over the country burst into flames.

me, i just get shrinkage.

so i hold muh boys with the left and type with the right to keep 'em warm and maintain a semblance of equilibrium.

gotta keep a clear head if you wanna cash in on the end of the world.

i oughtta quit my job and start selling nerve gas emergency kits in the subway system. maybe set up shop in penn station between the magazine kiosk and the hot dog stand. perfect location. i'm pretty sure the squeegie man outside on 34th is an al qaeda operative. tension is good for business.

i'll call it
"endtime industries"
"apocalypse technologies"
or maybe
"smiles, everyone! smiles!"

they say a general sense of dread is at an all time high in new york city. almost as bad as the seventies - the dark ages. don't know who "they" are or how they measure such things, but i know i can't silence the buzzing in the back of my head. and my center of gravity has been swinging like a lop-sided pendulum ever since the towers came down. the other weekend i caught myself stopping in the middle of 66th and broadway to stare at a low-flying jet until it left my field of vision.

ten months and counting, but no pale horses yet.

"this is for the fringes and such...
my generation just sit like dust.
thank god for the drugs and drums;
tellin' stories, and i'm right here holdin' muh nuts
right here holdin' muh nuts
right here holdin' muh nuts
right here holdin' muh nuts
right here holdin' muh nuts"

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Wondering why many people rather than be grateful they become defensive . . . they can't deal with the idea that they owe someone gratitude. . . a 'debt of gratitude.' (just a thank you would be nice)Why does grateful feel uncomfortable to the psyche of some . . . ?

Enjoying the fact that we finally have a screen door for our sliding glass door. When the weather is decent we can now get some air movement here. Yeah. Our upstairs neighbors gave it to us, as they move out. That's sad, cuz they were great and who knows what kind of freaks will move up there now.

Wondering why sorabji.com is immune (see url)

http://www.assotron.com/

text, text

happy. Closed on my house today. Moving tomorrow. Pictures sometime soon, when I tear down the jungle surrounding it and get it looking halfway like a habitable domicile.

Very happy for Dougies new resiental realities.and eagerly looking forward to picks.

And also,in a very strange frame of mind,and trying to deal with it.

Save the jungle

Reducing my activities on this site for health reasons

Wondering if you can have just one ash.

The party was dull, they spent the whole time looking at comic books.

Smoking a cigar the man missed the bus.

Smoking a man, the bus missed the cigar.

Letting my bangs grow out,trying to be responsible,wishing on a star.I hope I can get back to good.

Hey! That's MY chair.

How'd it get out on the highway like that?

chewing her fingernails.

Mmmm.

planting bloooming spearamint plants.

rubbing my temples, wishing this headache would go away

rubbing my nipples, wishing this feeling would go away

Surfing the web, looking at silly sites like this lmao :-)

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killed a rat last night.

left it by the roses.

the bob tossed it in the creek.

dead rat.

Wienermobile Grilled Near D.C.


It's the most famous motorized sausage in the nation, but even the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile can't drive on a restricted road next to the Pentagon.

The crew of the 27-foot-long hot dog to go was grilled by police when it mistakenly traveled on a road closed to commercial traffic.

Ever since the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, Route 110 has been off-limits to vehicles with six wheels or more because of concerns that someone could drive a truck bomb close to the Defense Department's headquarters.

So when a Wienermobile � one of seven that travels around the country � lumbered down Route 110 on Tuesday evening, a Virginia state trooper's eyes widened. Perhaps expecting the wurst, he flipped on his flashing lights and pulled over the lost dog.

Traffic on the busy road that runs along the Potomac River backed up for a short time as people craned their heads and gawked, obviously relishing the sight of the Wienermobile's driver getting his buns toasted.

The trooper, however, let the driver off with a warming.

http://www.nydailynews.com/2002-06-21/News_and_Views/Beyond_the_City/a-155098.asp

Wienermobile Grilled Near D.C.


It's the most famous motorized sausage in the nation, but even the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile can't drive on a restricted road next to the Pentagon.

The crew of the 27-foot-long hot dog to go was grilled by police when it mistakenly traveled on a road closed to commercial traffic.

Ever since the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, Route 110 has been off-limits to vehicles with six wheels or more because of concerns that someone could drive a truck bomb close to the Defense Department's headquarters.

So when a Wienermobile � one of seven that travels around the country � lumbered down Route 110 on Tuesday evening, a Virginia state trooper's eyes widened. Perhaps expecting the wurst, he flipped on his flashing lights and pulled over the lost dog.

Traffic on the busy road that runs along the Potomac River backed up for a short time as people craned their heads and gawked, obviously relishing the sight of the Wienermobile's driver getting his buns toasted.

The trooper, however, let the driver off with a warming.

http://www.nydailynews.com/2002-06-21/News_and_Views/Beyond_the_City/a-155098.asp

Trying to bust my nuts.

Hey there my cats love the printer too. Every time that I print something out they think that it is something to play with. I love to just smoke a joint and watch my cats attack the printer. They could just sit there all day long just watching the printer do its thing.

Home from NY and happy for Dougie on the closing of his new home. Congrats.

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Being home after a year and a half in CR.

My Mom is older

My Dog is Dead

The Mormans are more irritating and condesending then ever

I still cant spell

My Brother Moved to Spain

The Bartender is the same

My Laptop doesn't like cd's anymore

I can drink agua out of the tap

fuckin a

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waking up in front of a computer again

had a dream where this experimental theatre thing is going on, somebody French wrote it, it's experimental, I don't get to see the script until right before i go on, open book performance, John Cale is in it, he's got the script, I'm asking him if my part is in French, he's saying "oh no" but I suspect he's lying or doesn't know, or the author will rewrite it in French just before I'm to go on and my French pronunciation will make them laugh and roll their eyes, I think I'm the maid in this play, I am wondering if I get to wear an apron, John Cale is friendly and we have some good badinage, I'm sure he gets to speak French and that his French will be flawless, with a slight Welsh accent, he's got a pudding bowl haircut again, everybody is running around backstage, there's an audience out there including critics, but they're drinking buddies, i am drinking something with vodka in it

Rolling
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Got her drunk, still didn't get laid.

missing a part of me.

I asked lost and found and they said they aint seen your missing part.
Sorry, Sem.

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hi

hi

I know where it is,
Dani.

I'm listening to Paul
Westerberg's new
project, Grandpa Boy.
It's his best stuff since
the Replacements and
everyone should seek
it out.

rooting for truffles

in pain. no. you don't understand I can barely walk.


i had the kind of weekend people ordinarily pay lots of money for.

so why am I so broke?

enterprise.

So bummed,the most beautiful land in Arizona is burning and there's not much they can do about it.My mother had a house at Pinetop-Lakeside,she sold it a few years ago,I love it there and it's about 30 degrees cooler than in the valley. It's such a shame.

Let's see...getting
ready for a busy day.
Lots of work to do
tonight.
Right now I have
"Stone the Crow" by
Down stuck in my
head.
Heard the new Chili
Peppers
single..FUNKY, with a
chorus that sounds like
Devo! Sem is going to
shit when he hears
that!

Listen 'Sk00ter',

Take your shitty low-class pop tunes and shove them where the hogs hide. Here on sorabji.com we only listen to phancy music--Ives, Ligeti and maybe some Crumb from time to time. I am the man, Thomas.

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Hey "Ruggles"
what you know about
sorabji.com could fit
inside a matchbox
without taking the
matches out first, and
there would still be lots
of room for your
intellect as well, so
fuck you, you ass.

I've heard two new
songs from the new
Chili Peppers album
on the radio, and
they're pretty good. I
still miss the funky riffs
from the era before
John Frusciante's
breakdown though - he
could pull out some
amazing, finger
twisting chords and
play them like it weren't
no thang.

Llama,

I'm not surprised to see you impressed by that idiot guitar player. Clearly you are firmly in the anti-intellectual camp of freetards like Scooter; neither of you knows a thing about musicianship.

You need to take a music appreciation course. While you're at it, pick a new pseudonym--llamas haven't been funny since the 70s.

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And you haven't been
funny since the doctors
stopped laughing after
your momma shat you
out.

And it's obvious I know
more about
musicianship than you
could even dream of,
oh one who could not
find his ass with both
hands and a team of
sherpas. Go back to
lurking, why don't you?

looking forward to simple pleasures of new episode of SouthPark on boob tube tonight.

You know.... I mostly
consider myself a
positive person. I try to
spread happiness and
good vibes.
So then, I was geeked
about a new song from
my favorite band
ever...RHCP, and then
some asshole pissed
on my parade here.
It's enough to make me
not want to post here
anymore.
Oh, and Ruggles.....
FUCK YOU, YOU ASS!

Okay, it's time I came clean. This is Skooter. I was just looking to stir things up, maybe turn a few heads and get a cheap laugh. It was a pretty dull day, nobody to talk to, so I decided to start an argument with myself. Now it's time to put away childish things.

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Your playing myself.
The real Skooter, as
you may have noticed
by the errant e-mail
footer at the end of the
previous message
supposedly sent by
myself gives it away.
That ( and i state this in
a firm tone), was not
me.
You might have also
been able to notice that
the real Skooter has a
much larger penis than
the imposter Skooter
Ruggles.
If you look to your left,
you may see Skooter
Tea-Bagging Ruggles,
banging my gaint nuts
against his shiny head.
FUCK YOU, YOU ASS

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Aw, take a waalk.

Take a walk? Why, just because I took you for a ride? :)

So I have a little split personality problem. Maybe one day I'll win the nobel prize, or at least get to bang Jennifer Connelly.

Hello. Goodbye.

"Iomega this, JDS Uniphaze that. . . the market's jumpy! It's the end of the quarter it's the end of the month. . . brfrhrr"

Next month, i am going
back to the UP,
beautiful woman in
tow, to visit.

Hooray!!!!

only 20 more days until
I see my girlfriend
again!!

Only 20 days? Wow, I bet she's already dreaming up excuses...

You know, once it's apparent you're being an asshole just for the sake of being an asshole, it's no longer effective.

I take back what I said
about this lurker not
being funny. He's
actually quite amusing
in his own special
way...

Spider,

Would you please elaborate on your exciting and profound post?

Watching the games begin.

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An allegory for this
would be the little guy
in the Coliseum, with
false bravado because
he has a sword even
though he's
surrounded by lions
and heavily armored
bastarbs with tridents
and nets.

Except he doesn't
realize his blade is
dull.

allegory lost. THE ELECTION WAS LEGAL.

you bastard liberals need to drop it.

shut up, nate, you devil's advocate pseudo republican cutie pie. i could actually fill the entire vacuum in my gigantic ass with what you don't know. and patrick...scalia's first name is antonin. show a little respect, he may be evil but he's an evil fucking GENIUS.

"A pair of volunteers haltingly took to the dance floor, as they shimmied to "Mustang Sally."

haltingly in those horse-halters for an ole Mustang



"A pair of volunteers haltingly took to the dance floor, as
they shimmied to "Mustang Sally."

Shows what you know nate. I wans't even talking about politics, I was talking about Ruggles.

unless of course Ruggles IS Bush.

still working. have to get these crummy figures done for the report.

missing Elizabeth like crazy.

I may go to a party tonight to relieve some stress.

I am plotting another excursion to Boston in August before she leaves for Atlanta.

It's funny, I can save $100 on a plane ticket simply by driving 80 miles to Dayton instead of flying out of Columbus.

snickering because I consider myself a conservative liberal,and had no vote in this election.

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PSYCHED

gay day is tommorow...
GAYDAY!

best day of the year! and it's the day before my most hated day, canada Day, so it's a long weekend.

ABBA, here i come.

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