to all the meanies at fake userid’s…
quit it, why don’t ya?
to all the meanies at fake userid’s…
quit it, why don’t ya?
Fred the cat’s story… Newt asked nicely If I’d put a link here.
New LJ client for windows. I really like the new visualization of the friends tab.
available at – http://www.livejournal.com/download/ if you have the desire to implement it. 🙂 very keen new features.
Y’see, I figure I’ve got two choices at my stage. I can try to make my world grow bigger, or I can let it get smaller — and if I don’t do the one then the other’s gonna happen in time…
“What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make an end is to make a beginning.”
– T.S. Eliot
Ah, love… so much better than the alternative.
I do indeed have what most people would commonly understand as “eyes”.
You’d have liked my father. He was a sweet guy. He died when I was eighteen, but when I was a little kid we used to sit together and I’d read my comic books to him. I don’t think he cared much about the silly stuff in comics — but he loved me and took pleasure in my reading aloud to him. I miss my dad.
If you have a moment, if your heart is big enough to spare a moment, give a nod and a smile for all the good ones who spent their lives making great art and small art and even entertainment. When they’re gone, there’s only one way to tell them you miss them… Send them a moment of kind thought right now. The beam will pick it up and carry it across the stars to them where they wait. I’ve been sending good wishes to the ones I miss all evening. Now it’s your turn.
Many primitive [*] peoples believe that if you eat a person’s brains, you acquire his knowledge.
[*] Footnote: A primitive person is one who doesn’t drive a car. Cars are among the greatest causes of premature deaths of lizards in Arizona.
Black Sabbath, Iron Man
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We’ll just pass him there
Why should we even care?
He was turned to steel
In the great magnetic field
Where he traveled time
For the future of mankind
Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
That he will soon unfold
Now the time is here
For Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved
Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge
Heavy boots of lead
Fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again!