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Now she walks through her sunken dream to the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen,
but the film is a saddening bore for she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools as they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall, oh man!
Look at those cavemen go, it's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know he's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?


Friday, October 24, 2008

Forward he cried from the rear

Okay, so, we are now nine, we are the Fellowship of the Retreat. And I did escape being Boromir, so win there. Anybody know where we can get a kayak on short notice?

Right now we're all checking blogs, etc, and I'm really enjoying bandwidth for once. Oh, the shackles of dial-up, how I curse your name!

It's rainy here at the lake. A gray day as we sit around the long table, discussing everything under the sun. The cell phone is on, just in case work calls. Yeah, I'm sick. But I only have two bars (at the best of times) so, at least I can say I tried. :)

I'm sure the vampyr post will come out sometime today, or I'll work on it. If to just (audio:effect="reverb") get it out of my mind.(/audio) I also have to keep in mind it's just Friday. Already thought/typed Saturday.

Now, on to the writing.

Oh, to amuse you all (and yes, I'm probably the last person to find it) (and groked from Dave) the Fail Blog.

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