always close on a song…

especially if it’s a little floyd.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been? It’s alright we know where you’ve been.
You’ve been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided with toys and ‘Scouting for Boys’.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn’t like school, and you know you’re nobody’s fool,
So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream? It’s alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the machine.


some little ether-mouse has seen fit to nibble on my ‘tales’ folder at my website. I suspect I burned it up when transferring some new data over there this morning. I have backups of my poems, stories and snippets at home, though, so it shouldn’t be too inconvenient to patch up.

This is very nice. Read to the very last sentence.

Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence. There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back
of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold
his temper than to drive those nails into the fence….

Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, “You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and take it out. It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.

“It’s National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND, even if it means sending it back to the person who sent it to you. If it comes back to you, then you’ll know you have a circle of friends.

Now send this to every friend you have!! And to your family.

Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole in you.


quoted from Oct 16th at

The Terminator himself, “Ahnuld,” recently dished the latest 411 in a Los Angeles Times interview. Schwarzenegger says that he’s currently shooting an action-thriller in Mexico called Collateral Damage, in which he plays a federal officer seeking revenge upon terrorists who murdered his family. Arnie went on to confirm that he will begin work in March on Terminator 3, in which he will battle a female android to the death. After that, he’s hoping to bring the comic-book hero “Doc Savage” to the big screen. He compares the script by Frank Darabont (one of several writers on the project) to Steven Spielberg’s Raiders of the Lost Ark.

Groovy! Make that #6!

Five good things.

Snagging this from Nashata, who nailed it from assorted other meme-spreaders.

Five Good Things About Today

1. Finished short-story project with a week to spare.

2. Confirmed the Gourd carving for the coming weekend with my Hippie pals, and that Robb could come with. More the merrier!

3. Decided on a different Halloween costume. Chuckles, the Cannibal clown. Standard clown suit with vampire fangs, and a limb of some sort to gnaw on, and some lovely blood to match the red foam nose.

4. Kellie might’ve had her baby!!!

5. Worked out a more economic travel plan for the near future, figure to save at least 70% of expenses.


Hey all!

Just recovered from first wave of heavy duty data. Thick and syrupy, but at least it came in before 2. In a perfect world, this means I can go home at 8pm. in the real world, who knows!

special note, send good vibes to Kellie, she went to the hospital today, she and the baby are fine, last I heard… maybe today’s the day?

found this on canuckgirl’s journal!

Do you know how lucky you are?

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness…you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pang of starvation…you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.

If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death…you are more blessed than three billion people in the world.

If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep…you are richer than 75% of this world.

If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish somewhere…you are among the top 8% of the world’s wealthy.

If your parents are still alive and still married…you are very rare, even in the U.S.

If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful…you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.

If you can hold someone’s hand, hug them or even touch them on the shoulder…you are blessed because you can offer a healing touch.

If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you, and furthermore, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all.

Have a GREAT day, count your blessings, and pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are.



put your own site in there, and get a poem

journal online, until much
it to post if you believe in
your food then, no
bread will work.
Got its own
dark purposes? B A colony of that took the
total social , order? D
firm for me schedule 5 miles away and
Mr Policeman wishing him out off
the day telling
an ancient and worth every human worker
had been
Who obviously will be countermanded by an
alien and I dream
Very similar dream. 2 What
she was grinning already.
If you wearing glasses? Nope! Newton
is messed

here’s one from my friends!

friends comment on and then on camera. current music:
Dead Can muster
a PINE junkie. I
to a boy
that it worked
so am sleepy
and my resume, and
with a few
years since been
me in hour periods
how great you or taking naps. i
also need some cereal before I keep trying
to but how to grow
a Hill Top Annette Hanshaw
5 39p Agnes Varda. A woman, Or slack.

Welcome to my wall scrawls.