I wear it for the sick and lonely old, For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold, I wear the black in mourning for the lives that could have been, Each week we lose a hundred fine young men. And, I wear it for the thousands who have died, Believing that the Lord …
Remind Us by Over the Rhine I don’t know where this is going I’m taking a ride on a wing and a prayer Follow me there We’ll both be surprised If we forget anything Hopefully nobody will remind us Can’t bear the news in the evening We’re going to bed and we’re going to war …
autumn is not official until the 23rd. but tell that to the trees… The falling leavesDrift by the windowThe autumn leavesOf red and gold… and forgive the redecoration. no window near my desk and i just needed to see a little fallen foliage…
seriously. i’ve got it. after pondering a bit, i was finally able to juggle that aforementioned figure into a shape that i could comprehend. $87,000,000,000. it would take me about 2.4 million years to make that much cash, and that’s even before taxes, but surely someone could cover a loan that big. heck, someone with …
after so much silence, it was quite a surprise to see you again. sure, i see you around, talking with your other friends and rubbing elbows with the movers and the shakers, but you’ve not talked to me directly in months. when was it? march? yeah. it was march. i thought you’d directed your pre-spring …
click the badge. take a look. there would’ve been far more, but with so many people asking so many questions about so many things… there was so little free time. if you see yourself, let me know. if you don’t see yourself, perhaps you’ll have better luck over here. update: kathy (aka tittergrrl) managed to …
$ cd /election/2004/president$ run DEAN.exe did that make sense to you? leaning towards dean? then you, my little friend, are a geek 4 dean. as for me, i am liking what dean has to say…. but i must confess, if wesley clark makes up his mind and decides to throw his hat in the ring, …
stories from the weekend past. Monday Morning I’m waiting on the 14th floor for the next elevator. In the hall is a small boy and his dad. One looks like the other, right down to the glasses. The dad is a guest by the ribbon on his badge, but his name fails to trigger memories …
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