Well I guess we are back to the old stile. I just wanted to go away from Cohen. It seams to have been so prominent in my life for the last 7 or so months and now I want it gone. Thats why I wanted to use Pink Floyd song titles. Oh well. Pink never got me a speeding ticket, or a talking on the phone ticket, or distracted me into crashing my car. I know these things are my fault but I can't help if it's time to let all that stuff go. I know what some people are thinking. 'give up Leonard Cohen?' Not totally but for the most part. Don't worry I'm not insane. I won't start declaring that the river has dried up or the rain has stopped falling. It's coming to the time when things have got to change...
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Sunday, May 30, 2004
Where Has the Happyness Gone
Ok Enough Is Enough
Ok. So I hope that everyone likes the new layout. I have to apologize to the new readership. I just got you guys to read and then I change the whole layout on you. Don't worry the material is still the same. To all the new people. Once again the rule is "no names." When you write an anonymous post please leave a signature. Don't use your name but use something I can identify you by.
Hey gang say hello to three new readers of my "International House of Pointillism."
For those that are new here is a breakdown of the Scooby Gang.
--Talyn781
--qubeley
--monkey_god
There are others but they don't use LJ so they are not included on the list.
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PSYCHIATRIC HELP 5¢
Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:: Pink Floyd. Yeah I figured I would throw everyone for a loop. Instead of choosing the usual Leonard Cohen I would use the staple of depressing music. Music the that makes the knife edge kiss your wrists.
Are you female or male ................................ Vegetable Man
Describe yourself ............................ Wearing The Inside Out
How do some people feel about you ......... Another Brick In The Wall
How do you feel about yourself ....................... Biding My Time
Describe where you want to be ...................... Outside The Wall
Describe how you feel ........................................ Sorrow
Describe what you want to be ............................... Fearless
Describe your relationship with others ................. Empty Spaces
Describe how you live .............................. Comfortably Numb
Describe how you love ......................... What Shall We Do Now?
What will you do in the future ....................... Remember a Day
Share a few words of wisdom .............. Shine On You Crazy Diamond
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Wednesday, May 26, 2004
From The Gates of Moria
Ok so I was actually going to write something useful but who wants to hear about my life. To day I am going to court to deal with my speeding ticket from oh so long ago. Wish me luck everyone. I remember thinking that this day would never come. Well I would say I'll call everyone and tell you how it went but I'm sure I'll be too busy wiping the blood from my ass after they've raped me.
Hopefully I won't get lost on exit 16 like I did last Sunday morning at 1:30am. Nothing like driving around for 30 minutes trying to find your way back to the parkway. Trying not to get hit by a dear like a fat kid in dodge ball. Thats right I said my car was going to get hit by a dear. My car would crumble like a tuna can with nice rims. Those dear and their cement hard asses would dent the hell out of my car. Well anyway. I'm off to meet the long arm of the traffic law.
But before I go, I figured I would leave you all with some more freaky shit I found on the internet. In honor of Lord of the rings being released on DVD yesterday I figured I would share an animation of Leonard Nimoy's classic 'Ballad of Bilbo Baggins.' Thats right good old Mr. Spock sang a song about Bilbo and this video is funny as hell.
Bilbo
All you have to do is Right Click and hit open in a new window. Don't worry you won't be downloading anything.
If it doesn't work it could be because you do not have "Macromedia Flash Player Center Windows." If that is the case than go here. You will have to install something. Sorry Scooby Gang I know your parents won't let you install anything on the computers.
Finally there is this. This is the original video of Leonard Nimoy's Song.
Bilbo
Just Right Click and select "Save Target As..."
[EDIT: YouTube Video]
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Don't Panic
A towel is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value - you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine soredly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you - daft as a brush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitchhiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitchhiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
-- Douglas Adams
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Sunday, May 23, 2004
Joke Avg. .221
Q. How many members of the Bush Administration does it take to change a lightbulb?
A. Seven:
--- one to deny that a lightbulb needs to be replaced,
--- one to attack and question the patriotism of anyone who has questions about the lightbulb,
--- one to blame the previous administration for the need of a new lightbulb,
--- one to arrange the invasion of a country rumored to have a secret stockpile of lightbulbs,
--- one to get together with Vice President Cheney and figure out how to pay Halliburton Industries one million dollars for a lightbulb,
--- one to arrange a photo-op session showing Bush changing the lightbulb while dressed in a flight suit and wrapped in an American flag,
--- and finally one to explain to Bush the difference between screwing a lightbulb and screwing the country.
Saturday, May 22, 2004
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
I Am 555. The Lesser Evil.
Ok Bono is evil. I have come to believe this. I know that all my friends think that I hate every movie. Well I did not really hate Van Helsing.
Except for the:
-- Evil Dracula Brides
-- Egor
-- Over dramatic Acting
-- The Lion King Ending
-- And the fact that Dracula Reminds me of Bono
I always new Bono was evil and now I have photographic proof. I always wondered how Bono could be a dead cat's length away from getting a Nobel Peace Prize. Well He made a pact with satan thats how.
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Friday, May 14, 2004
Dance Me To The End of Love
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
At least I slept late.
What The Hell...
From the what the fuck were they smoking department of the internet.
HOT SPAM
Right click the link and hit "Save As". Don't forget where you saved the file on your hard drive.
If you can download this and stand the long download time then you'll laugh your ass off. Not Safe For Work download.
[EDIT: YouTube video...]
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Monday, May 10, 2004
Wisdom That HotMail Sends
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He the asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jarwas full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. "The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff.
If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to getmedical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers."
Sunday, May 9, 2004
Where Did You Sleep Last Night
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
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Thursday, May 6, 2004
Ramdom Thoughts From A Troubled Mind
PSA: If you see the acronym "NSFW" it stands for "Not Safe For Work." So don't click on that link.
1. Went to see Kill Bill again at my aunts house. That was cool. It's cool talking about movies with someone who cares. Don't get me wrong I can talk about movies with a lot of people but there is only so much, "You know that movie, that had that guy and they did that thing with the water, that time" I can take. And You know what my reply was to that earlier comment ... "Yeah that movie was Altered States." I was right.
2. Had lunch with a friend today. Found out some news. But hey at least I'll see him more now. I might be teaching him how to drive stick. But then he might have to buy me a new clutch if he breaks it.
3. I'll probably wear a suit to work tomorrow. But I want to get a hair cut first. But I want to get my haired died again before I do that. But I need some money. Screw it I'll just wear the suit. I'm probably being to Metrosexual.
4. I'm finally going to start watching the Buffy DVD's my friend lent me.
5. I washed my car today. Yeah then it rained so that will teach me. At least I'm not this guy.
6. I found out that according to the people at Good Vibrations (NSFW) May is National Masturbation Month. What am i supposed to do the other 11 months. It's my monkey, I'll spank it when I think it's been bad. Sex is also dangerous.
7. I'm getting tired of politics. I think that everyone running for president is bad. Only someone with an "Abby Something" brain would run for president. They only make $200,000 a year. But I think there are incentives if you save production cost by having all the labor shipped to another country. Everyone in the government is evil and here is the proof.
8. I have to start taking pictures again. But my laptop was acting stupid again so I had to format and start fresh. Oh well.
9. I wonder if anyone has even bothered going to the websites that I have posted for music. I figured that someone out there might like them.
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Tuesday, May 4, 2004
Thinking About ...
I'm sorry for the times that I hit "ignore" instead of picking up the phone.
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Got Milk
Perfect Breasts
(o)(o)
Fake Silicone Breasts
( + )( + )
Perky Breasts
(*)(*)
Big Nipple Breasts
(@)(@)
A Cups
o o
D Cups
{ O }{ O }
Wonder Bra Breasts
(oYo)
Cold Breasts
( ^ )( ^ )
Lopsided Breasts
(o)(O)
Pierced Nipple Breasts
(Q)(O)
Hanging Tassels Breasts
(p)(p)
Grandma's Breasts
\ o /\ o /
Against The Shower Door Breasts
( )( )
Android Breasts
| o | | o |
Mammogram Breasts
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