So, I posted to my friend Katie and Anna. Anna's website is www.annativity.blogspot.com and Katie's is http://nontwins.blogspot.com/. I asked to be a member with them, and I have been rejected. I have been rejected because I am an only child and not a member of their sorority. This is too bad.
Why, this has been the second time this week I've been rejected. I asked my lesbian friend if she and her girlfriend would like to go out to dinner with Michael and I, but since I'm not cool anymore, having settled down with a man and what not, she's rejected me.
I am listening to a new mix I made. It's all scratching. DJing before MCing became more important. I could go into a whole rant about how Hip-Hop is now lost in the circles of Puff Daddy and the like; the marketers of rap. It's a shame that some of the most talented folks who started on the edge of Hip-Hop have been blackballed out because of the benjamins and bling. I'm listening to DJ Q'bert, Mix Master Mike, the Xecutioners, DJ Shadow. I have a wide range of musical preferences, most of which is underground, independent, and not groupie wannabe punk. And if Anna or Katie IS reading this (which they won't be, because they've rejected me like a pair of smelly socks), I HATE FRED DURST. Nasty, raunchy, porno-making sicko...He looks like someone who would have a venereal disease but would never tell a partner. Ick.
But they met him, so maybe they have some insider scoop on him. Insider scoop..ha! eww...
Name: Fritz
Location: Detroit Rock City!
Where the weak are killed and eaten
Click here to find out
even more!
The Worm Whisperer
Miss Yarnhead
Inane Anna
Teach me, Arachnae
A Woman for All Seasons
Stuntmother
Somewhere in Middle America
Knitty Kitty
Kimberlina Ballerina
Super Uber MILF
Death Wore A Feathered Mullet
Miss Kendra's Golden State
Boobs McGillicutty
Corley's Blue Texas
Sysm's Systemic Statements
Nick's Sac
Jiggs Casey
Jamwall
A Dude and His Dogs in Detroit
Miss Yarnhead
Inane Anna
Teach me, Arachnae
A Woman for All Seasons
Stuntmother
Somewhere in Middle America
Knitty Kitty
Kimberlina Ballerina
Super Uber MILF
Death Wore A Feathered Mullet
Miss Kendra's Golden State
Boobs McGillicutty
Corley's Blue Texas
Sysm's Systemic Statements
Nick's Sac
Jiggs Casey
Jamwall
A Dude and His Dogs in Detroit
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO A CERTAIN BEST FRIEND...AND HI T...
More Fun With Adobe Photoshop
Here's a cat that says: "Bet you're sorry you neut...
Lila ...
DEATH TOLL
Death and President Bush
Revolutions
I have an almost-double-major in Theology from Cre...
JESUS SAVES!!
SO CAN YOU! SHOP WAL*MART!!!
More Fun With Adobe Photoshop
Here's a cat that says: "Bet you're sorry you neut...
Lila ...
DEATH TOLL
Death and President Bush
Revolutions
I have an almost-double-major in Theology from Cre...
JESUS SAVES!!
SO CAN YOU! SHOP WAL*MART!!!
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
January 2007
February 2007
April 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
September 2008
April 2011
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
January 2007
February 2007
April 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
September 2008
April 2011
What I Live By:
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"