Natalie Merchant and 10000 Maniacs Video
and a little of this too
I do miss you so...
Love, Me.
(The last one is my favorite...)
10000 maniacs
video
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Friday, June 16, 2006
Press Release from Hot Tub and Spa Info Central
Hey my bro over at HTIC wanted me to tell all you about this new service.. so here it is.. a direct cut and paste job from
Hot Tub Info Central News Central
Hot Tub Info Central Announces New News and Press Release Service.
by The (as yet) Still Anonymous Webmaster
Hot Tub Info Central in a bold new move, has created a new News and Press Release service for any and all persons within the hot tub and spa, as well as pool industry.
When asked why? The Webmaster of Hot Tub Info Central simply said, "We looked for an easy way for hot tub and spa and pool pros to get a news story on one of the major news services, and found that it was not easy for anyone outside of the news business to get attention for their stories. That is without paying someone to do it for them. So we decided that the public was interested enough in news in and around the hot tub and spa and pool business, to make a go at it and give the professionals out there a place to say to the world what is new in their world.
It is the hope of HTIC that professionals from all over the planet will share their stories with the reader to the HTIC website, and with luck and determination someday get noticed by one of the online news services like Google News.
"For now we are leaving the content up to those that choose to submit, with the understanding that they are responsible for their content and that the content may be freely distributed, by other websites and with luck news services." Says Hot Tub Info Central founder.
It should be interesting to see who will come out in support of this new free service for the Hot tub, Spa, Pool and other recreation water professionals.
now check out what amazon.com has for hot tubs...
hot tub
hot tubs
news
press release
spa
pool
Hot Tub Info Central News Central
Hot Tub Info Central Announces New News and Press Release Service.
by The (as yet) Still Anonymous Webmaster
Hot Tub Info Central in a bold new move, has created a new News and Press Release service for any and all persons within the hot tub and spa, as well as pool industry.
When asked why? The Webmaster of Hot Tub Info Central simply said, "We looked for an easy way for hot tub and spa and pool pros to get a news story on one of the major news services, and found that it was not easy for anyone outside of the news business to get attention for their stories. That is without paying someone to do it for them. So we decided that the public was interested enough in news in and around the hot tub and spa and pool business, to make a go at it and give the professionals out there a place to say to the world what is new in their world.
It is the hope of HTIC that professionals from all over the planet will share their stories with the reader to the HTIC website, and with luck and determination someday get noticed by one of the online news services like Google News.
"For now we are leaving the content up to those that choose to submit, with the understanding that they are responsible for their content and that the content may be freely distributed, by other websites and with luck news services." Says Hot Tub Info Central founder.
It should be interesting to see who will come out in support of this new free service for the Hot tub, Spa, Pool and other recreation water professionals.
now check out what amazon.com has for hot tubs...
hot tub
hot tubs
news
press release
spa
pool
sex, video and rock and roll..
Image thanks to http://www.guitaramplifierblueprinting.comIt was a late summer evening, the surf pounded on Cocoa Beach just outside my open window.. she walked into my room, like she owend the place..
He body was hard, and her shirt clung to her skin due to the hot summer night's rain..
she wore my whie shirt, and a thong bathing suit bottom and a smile..
I set my drink on the bed stand, and flung the light sheet back.. she flew into my arms, and she rocked me like a huricaine.
the stuff that dreams are made of...
tell the future.. actually this is kinda fun and a little freaky!
>CHINESE HOROSCOPE
>
>
>
>AMAZINGLY ACCURATE
>
>Whatever you do, don't cheat!
>
>CHINESE HOROSCOPE :
>
>THE YEAR OF THE IRON DRAGON,
>
>WISHING YOU PROSPERITY AND GOOD FORTUNE IN THE
>
>CHINESE NEW YEAR
>
>FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS -
>
>DO NOT CHEAT
>
>OR IT WON'T WORK AND
>
>YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.
>
>TAKE 3 MINUTES
>
>TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT.
>
>THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME SAID
>
>HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THE EMAIL
>
>NO CHEATING !!!!
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME.
>
>DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT.
>
>IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY
>
>1st. Get PEN and PAPER
>
>2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU
ACTUALLY
>KNOW
>
>3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS !!!!! Very important for good
results.
>
>4th. SCROLL DOWN
>
>ONE LINE AT THE TIME
>
>DON`T READ AHEAD
>
>otherwise
>
>YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN
on the
>LEFT.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>2. BESIDE the NUMBERS 1 & 2 ,
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>WRITE DOWN ANY
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>2 NUMBERS YOU WANT.
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>DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?
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>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>3. BESIDE the NUMBERS 3 & 7 ,
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>WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS
>
>OF THE OPPOSITE .
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT
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>4. WRITE ANYONES NAME
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>(like FRIENDS or FAMILY...)
>
>next to 4, 5, & 6 .
>
>
>
>
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>
>
>
>
>
>
>
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>DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID
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>5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9, 10, & 11
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>
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>
>
>
>6. Finally,
>
>MAKE A WISH
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>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>ARE YOU READY?
>
>HERE IS THE
>
>KEY TO THE GAME
>
>1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in
>
>SPACE 2
>
>
>
>
>
>2. THE PERSON IN SPACE
>
>3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE
>
>
>
>
>
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>3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in
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>SPACE 7
>
>
>
>
>
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>4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in
>
>SPACE 4
>
>
>
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>
>
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>5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO
>
>KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS YOUR
>
>LUCKY STAR
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE
>
>PERSON IN NUMBER 3
>
>
>
>
>
>
>8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE
>
>PERSON IN 7
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>9. THE 10 TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT
>
>YOUR MIND
>
>
>
>
>
>
>10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU
>
>FEEL ABOUT LIFE
>
>
>
>
>
>
>11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR
>
>LUCKY NUMBER
>
>SEND THIS TO A MINIMUM OF
>
>10 PEOPLE
>
>WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS.
>
>
>
>IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.
>
>IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE
>
>STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK.
>
>
>
>AMAZINGLY ACCURATE
>
>Whatever you do, don't cheat!
>
>CHINESE HOROSCOPE :
>
>THE YEAR OF THE IRON DRAGON,
>
>WISHING YOU PROSPERITY AND GOOD FORTUNE IN THE
>
>CHINESE NEW YEAR
>
>FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS -
>
>DO NOT CHEAT
>
>OR IT WON'T WORK AND
>
>YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.
>
>TAKE 3 MINUTES
>
>TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT.
>
>THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME SAID
>
>HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THE EMAIL
>
>NO CHEATING !!!!
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME.
>
>DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT.
>
>IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY
>
>1st. Get PEN and PAPER
>
>2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU
ACTUALLY
>KNOW
>
>3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS !!!!! Very important for good
results.
>
>4th. SCROLL DOWN
>
>ONE LINE AT THE TIME
>
>DON`T READ AHEAD
>
>otherwise
>
>YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN
on the
>LEFT.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>2. BESIDE the NUMBERS 1 & 2 ,
>
>WRITE DOWN ANY
>
>2 NUMBERS YOU WANT.
>
>DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>3. BESIDE the NUMBERS 3 & 7 ,
>
>WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS
>
>OF THE OPPOSITE .
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
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>4. WRITE ANYONES NAME
>
>(like FRIENDS or FAMILY...)
>
>next to 4, 5, & 6 .
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9, 10, & 11
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>6. Finally,
>
>MAKE A WISH
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>ARE YOU READY?
>
>HERE IS THE
>
>KEY TO THE GAME
>
>1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in
>
>SPACE 2
>
>
>
>
>
>2. THE PERSON IN SPACE
>
>3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE
>
>
>
>
>
>
>3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in
>
>SPACE 7
>
>
>
>
>
>
>4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in
>
>SPACE 4
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO
>
>KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS YOUR
>
>LUCKY STAR
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE
>
>PERSON IN NUMBER 3
>
>
>
>
>
>
>8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE
>
>PERSON IN 7
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>9. THE 10 TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT
>
>YOUR MIND
>
>
>
>
>
>
>10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU
>
>FEEL ABOUT LIFE
>
>
>
>
>
>
>11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR
>
>LUCKY NUMBER
>
>SEND THIS TO A MINIMUM OF
>
>10 PEOPLE
>
>WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS.
>
>
>
>IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.
>
>IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE
>
>STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Duke Lacrosse Private Eye: Saint's Blood part Ten Life's Blood
Duke Lacrosse St.’s Blood part ten
“I need some time alone with him” I hear her say. It was the countess. The only voice I wanted to hear more than Ernie’s …
I heard the door shut.. “Duke You’re hurt” I heard her say, heer hands now on the sides of my swollen and fat face.
“No shit?..” I tried to smile, but it just hurt to fucking much.
“You’re dying.” She said.
“Nah, I’ll be fine.. This sort of shit happens all the time..” Again I was trying to smile, and through all the swelling, I am not really sure it sounded like much.
“I can smell death, Duke, and you are dying.” she said, her touch was comforting and soft.
“I can stop it.” she said, “But you must give yourself to me willingly.”
I remember thinking all sorts of things at this point that could not be real, hell this shit was the kind of stuff that bad movies were made of.. I tried to lift my head, so that I could see her.. What I saw was a blur, still wrapped in a white fur coat.. I could still remember how beautiful she was, especially the night before when she had been mine. .. I managed to get “okay” out..
She moved quickly towards me.. She cupped the sides of my head and tilted my face up towards hers I could see the shadow of her face coming closer, then I felt her lips.. So soft and so unusually warm on mine.. I felt her tongue dart between my now broken teeth, and dispite the fact my mouth must be full of blood, I tasted it.. Blood.. Only not mine.. This was her blood, from her mouth.. I could feel the opening in her bottom lip.. She had bitten it, hard enough to bleed.. She had bitten her lip when we were together too, but this was different, (the thought still made me mad with desire for her, yes through all the pain I was feeling, I still wanted her!)
Her blood was sweeter than mine, it was also a little saltier than mine, but most of all it was hotter than mine! It seemed to stream into my mouth from her wound.. “swallow, my love, swallow it, and all the pain will go away..” she was whispering now.. And I swallowed.
It was nearly immediately that the pain started to fade, and my vision started to clear.. My face and eyes were still swollen as all hell but I was getting better! My heart was beating hard, and strong in my chest, so hard that I could feel each beat throughout my whole body.. I felt like I was buzzing from within.. And I cannot remember feeling so much energy.. Shit I felt like I could’a broke the handcuffs, and beat the hell outta everybody in the precinct house.
“Relax now” it was her, and I could now see her face, so sweet and concerned, her eyes again looking like they would tear up. “It takes some time to work fully. You need to rest” her touch was heaven, as I felt her run her fingers through my hair and then down my chest.
“I have a lot of questions for you.. “ I said, my speech coming easier and without pain now.
“No, tonight you will rest.” It was a demand. “Tomorrow night, we will speak, and you can ask me all your questions.”
“Detective!” she yelled.
A few seconds later I saw the door open and Det. Steve poked his head in,
“Yup” he said, smug little bastard.
“You must charge my client of let him go, which is your decision”. She stated at him in a lawyer’s certainty.
“He ain’t goin nowhere. He’s killed two tramps, and we mean to see him fry for it.” Again it was the detective.
“You will not harm him further, or I will be speaking with your chief!” she said again a demand more than a statement.
“Yea, yea. We’ll give him a nice place to sleep all this off.” Detective Steve said, and I saw the kid behind him. The kid was smiling, relieved I guess, hell he probably never saw anybody killed before, and I was believing what the countess had said, I was dying.
“I will wathc you put him away.” she said stately as ever.
“Sure” it was the kid.
I was carried down into the basement holding cells, they were dark, wet and cold, but ther wasn’t anybody else down here, especially one prick detective, who seemed hell bent on killing me.
I was locked into a small cell, with a all metal bunk and nothing else.
The two officers that carried me down turned to leave the countess was still there.
“May I have one more minute with my client” she said.
It was kinda funny to me that now she was calling me her client.
“Sure thing maim.” it was one of the two uniforms,
They walked to the end of the corridor, and turned their backs to us.
“you will not understand everything that is about to happen to you, but trust me you will be fine, and you will live.” she said.
I leaned into the bars, she read my mind as always, and leaned in and gave me a kiss. A Soft sweet kiss, like a real lover gives another.
“I think I love you.” I said.
She smiled, that crooked smile that had charmed me in the beginning, turned and walked away.
(to be continued)
Here is some romance for you if you want to read somone who can really write..
“I need some time alone with him” I hear her say. It was the countess. The only voice I wanted to hear more than Ernie’s …
I heard the door shut.. “Duke You’re hurt” I heard her say, heer hands now on the sides of my swollen and fat face.
“No shit?..” I tried to smile, but it just hurt to fucking much.
“You’re dying.” She said.
“Nah, I’ll be fine.. This sort of shit happens all the time..” Again I was trying to smile, and through all the swelling, I am not really sure it sounded like much.
“I can smell death, Duke, and you are dying.” she said, her touch was comforting and soft.
“I can stop it.” she said, “But you must give yourself to me willingly.”
I remember thinking all sorts of things at this point that could not be real, hell this shit was the kind of stuff that bad movies were made of.. I tried to lift my head, so that I could see her.. What I saw was a blur, still wrapped in a white fur coat.. I could still remember how beautiful she was, especially the night before when she had been mine. .. I managed to get “okay” out..
She moved quickly towards me.. She cupped the sides of my head and tilted my face up towards hers I could see the shadow of her face coming closer, then I felt her lips.. So soft and so unusually warm on mine.. I felt her tongue dart between my now broken teeth, and dispite the fact my mouth must be full of blood, I tasted it.. Blood.. Only not mine.. This was her blood, from her mouth.. I could feel the opening in her bottom lip.. She had bitten it, hard enough to bleed.. She had bitten her lip when we were together too, but this was different, (the thought still made me mad with desire for her, yes through all the pain I was feeling, I still wanted her!)
Her blood was sweeter than mine, it was also a little saltier than mine, but most of all it was hotter than mine! It seemed to stream into my mouth from her wound.. “swallow, my love, swallow it, and all the pain will go away..” she was whispering now.. And I swallowed.
It was nearly immediately that the pain started to fade, and my vision started to clear.. My face and eyes were still swollen as all hell but I was getting better! My heart was beating hard, and strong in my chest, so hard that I could feel each beat throughout my whole body.. I felt like I was buzzing from within.. And I cannot remember feeling so much energy.. Shit I felt like I could’a broke the handcuffs, and beat the hell outta everybody in the precinct house.
“Relax now” it was her, and I could now see her face, so sweet and concerned, her eyes again looking like they would tear up. “It takes some time to work fully. You need to rest” her touch was heaven, as I felt her run her fingers through my hair and then down my chest.
“I have a lot of questions for you.. “ I said, my speech coming easier and without pain now.
“No, tonight you will rest.” It was a demand. “Tomorrow night, we will speak, and you can ask me all your questions.”
“Detective!” she yelled.
A few seconds later I saw the door open and Det. Steve poked his head in,
“Yup” he said, smug little bastard.
“You must charge my client of let him go, which is your decision”. She stated at him in a lawyer’s certainty.
“He ain’t goin nowhere. He’s killed two tramps, and we mean to see him fry for it.” Again it was the detective.
“You will not harm him further, or I will be speaking with your chief!” she said again a demand more than a statement.
“Yea, yea. We’ll give him a nice place to sleep all this off.” Detective Steve said, and I saw the kid behind him. The kid was smiling, relieved I guess, hell he probably never saw anybody killed before, and I was believing what the countess had said, I was dying.
“I will wathc you put him away.” she said stately as ever.
“Sure” it was the kid.
I was carried down into the basement holding cells, they were dark, wet and cold, but ther wasn’t anybody else down here, especially one prick detective, who seemed hell bent on killing me.
I was locked into a small cell, with a all metal bunk and nothing else.
The two officers that carried me down turned to leave the countess was still there.
“May I have one more minute with my client” she said.
It was kinda funny to me that now she was calling me her client.
“Sure thing maim.” it was one of the two uniforms,
They walked to the end of the corridor, and turned their backs to us.
“you will not understand everything that is about to happen to you, but trust me you will be fine, and you will live.” she said.
I leaned into the bars, she read my mind as always, and leaned in and gave me a kiss. A Soft sweet kiss, like a real lover gives another.
“I think I love you.” I said.
She smiled, that crooked smile that had charmed me in the beginning, turned and walked away.
(to be continued)
Here is some romance for you if you want to read somone who can really write..
The Garden.. horror film (anchor bay) and another movie
Hey first things first.. The Garden..
On July 11 th IDT Entertainment's Anchor Bay Entertainment, the acknowledged industry leader in horror DVD programming, presents the DVD premiere of The Garden , the latest exercise in terror from the fertile mind of acclaimed writer/producer Stephen J. Cannell (“The A Team”, “Hunter”, “Profit”, “21 Jump Street”). Starring Lance Henriksen ( Aliens, Near Dark ), Claudia Christian (“ Babylon 5,” The Hidden ) and Sean Young ( Blade Runner, Stripes ), The Garden digs deep into the greatest fears of civilization itself and will take viewers on a mind-bending journey, possibly to the end of times! Seeded with a bushel of value-added bonus features including audio commentary from the director and exclusive behind the scenes footage, The Garden promises a harvest of thrills for the casual and ardent “horror”-ticulturalist! SRP is $19.98 and pre-book date is May 31st.Sam (Adam Taylor Gordon) is a boy with big problems: he is besieged by nightmares (sometimes religious in nature), he cuts himself and he's recently been released from a mental hospital. When he and his recovering alcoholic father (Brian Wimmer) are involved in an auto accident, they are forced to stay on a ranch owned by the enigmatic Ben Zachary (Henriksen). Soon, Sam's dark visions become frighteningly real. Even Sam's benevolent teacher (Young) gives no comfort. Amid the wheat stalks and horse trails, the dead walk, evil is everywhere and Sam fears that an apocalyptic prophecy might come to pass. Produced by Stephen J. Cannell and Michael Dubelko, directed by Don Michael Paul and written by Samuel Bozzo, The Garden is a provocative horror thriller about the battle for the soul of mankind – waged within all of us.
Anchor Bay has harvested bountiful supply of bonus features for The Garden DVD , including:
* Widescreen Presentation (1.77:1), enhanced for 16x9 TVs
* Audio Commentary with Director Don Michael Paul
* The Garden: Behind-The-Scenes
* Still Gallery
* Lance Henriksen Bio
* Trailer
THE GARDEN
Street Date: July 11, 2006
Pre-Book: May 31, 2006
Catalog #: DV14358
UPC: 0-1313-14358-9 4
Run Time: 92 Minutes
Rating: Not Rated
SRP : $19.98
Guarnateed to give NIX a boner!
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Okay now that we got that outta the way.. go th egarden, don;t be a wanker..
Speaking of wankers.. my pal Mal.ic.ious turned me onto another filick..
Two Hands..
An Aussie Gangster film..
Fuck I didn;t know there were any Aussie Gangsters..
and seeing how I got less than 5 minutes to do this little review, you will now get a bunch of misspelled crap to sort thought about it..
Fuck me, this is a good movie!
Sure it's got whatshisface from Brokeback in it.. but after you get over your urge to be a homophobe, or go shagg a sheep it's a damn good filck.
I love gangster movies, as much as hgorror flicks.. this gangster movie has a fucking zombie like charictor in it! FUCK ME!!!! YEEE HAWWW!
It has no titties in it, but ht eblonde co-start is defenetly bangable to the enth power..
The hero is a bit of an anti-hero.. that alway sworks for me, the antagonist, is a real muthafucker with a soft side.. coulda done without that.. but it works for this film..
I give it 4 outta 5 cement overshoes.
It is not so great as to bring hoffa uuf from the bottom of lake michigan, but it is a fun romp, and worth a inteliflix rental.
Check it out.
video
movie
movies
horror
anchor bay
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
This just in, Hurricane preperation notes.. from a fellow Andrew Survivor!
Last Hurricane season was a real muthafucka' in my former home state.. not as bad as LA. but bad enough to prompt this warning.. I share it now with you, all of you people who live in the tropical sun zone, but have to work too much to pay the bills to actually have a tan..
Huricane season is nothing to laugh at.. but in true floridian style.. this message was generated, and is now shared with each of you..
Subject: Hurricane Preparation Message
To: Former Floridians, current Floridians, future Floridians, and/or those who know a Floridian.
We're about to enter the peak of the hurricane season. Any day now, you're going to turn on the TV and see a weather person pointing to some radar blob out in the Gulf of Mexico and making two basic meteorological points:
(1) There is no need to panic.
(2) We could all be killed.
Yes, hurricane season is an exciting time to be in Florida. If you're new to the area, you're probably wondering what you need to do to prepare for the possibility that we'll get hit by "the big one." Based on our experiences, we recommend that you follow this simple three-step hurricane preparedness plan:
STEP 1. Buy enough food and bottled water to last your family for at least three days.
STEP 2. Put these supplies into your car.
STEP 3. Drive to Nebraska and remain there until Thanksgiving.
Unfortunately, statistics show that most people will not follow this sensible plan. Most people will foolishly stay here in Florida.
So we'll start with one of the most important hurricane preparedness items:
HOMEOWNERS' INSURANCE: If you own a home, you must have hurricane insurance. Fortunately, this insurance is cheap and easy to get, as long as your home meets two basic requirements:
(1) It is reasonably well-built, and
(2) It is located in Nebraska.
Unfortunately, if your home is located in Florida, or any other area that might actually be hit by a hurricane, most insurance companies would prefer not to sell you hurricane insurance, because then they might be required to pay YOU money, and that is certainly not why they got into the insurance business in the first place.
So you'll have to scrounge around for an insurance company, which will charge you an annual premium roughly equal to the replacement value of your house. At any moment, this company can drop you like used dental floss.
Since Hurricane Andrew, I have had an estimated 27 different home-insurance companies. This week, I'm covered by the Bob and Big Stan Insurance Company, under a policy which states that, in addition to my premium, Bob and Big Stan are entitled, on demand, to my kidneys.
SHUTTERS: Your house should have hurricane shutters on all the windows, all the doors, and -- if it's a major hurricane -- all the toilets. There are several types of shutters, with advantages and disadvantages.
Plywood shutters: The advantage is that, because you make them yourself, they're cheap. The disadvantage is that, because you make them yourself, they will fall off.
Sheet-metal shutters: The advantage is that these work well, once you get them all up. The disadvantage is that once you get them all up, your hands will be useless bleeding stumps, and it will be December.
Roll-down shutters: The advantages are that they're very easy to use, and will definitely protect your house. The disadvantage is that you will have to sell your house to pay for them.
"Hurricane-proof'' windows: These are the newest wrinkle in hurricane protection: They look like ordinary windows, but they can withstand hurricane winds! You can be sure of this, because the salesman says so. He lives in Nebraska.
"Hurricane Proofing Your Property: As the hurricane approaches, check your yard for movable objects like barbecue grills, planters, patio furniture, visiting relatives, etc. You should, as a precaution, throw these items into your swimming pool (if you don't have a swimming pool, you should have one built immediately). Otherwise, the hurricane winds will turn these objects into deadly missiles.
EVACUATION ROUTE: If you live in a low-lying area, you should have an evacuation route planned out. (To determine whether you live in a low-lying area, look at your driver's license; if it says "Florida" you live in a low-lying area.) The purpose of having an evacuation route is to avoid being trapped in your home when a major storm hits. Instead, you will be trapped in a gigantic traffic jam several miles from your home, along with two hundred thousand other evacuees. So, as a bonus, you will not be lonely.
HURRICANE SUPPLIES: If you don't evacuate, you will need a mess of supplies. Do not buy them now! Florida tradition requires that you wait until the last possible minute, then go to the supermarket and get into vicious fights with strangers over who gets the last can of SPAM.
In addition to food and water, you will need the following supplies:
1) 23 flashlights.
2) At least $167 worth of batteries that turn out, when the power goes out, to be the wrong size for the flashlights.
3) Bleach. (No, I don't know what the bleach is for. NOBODY knows what the bleach is for. But it's traditional, so GET some!)
4) A 55-gallon drum of underarm deodorant.
5) A big knife that you can strap to your leg. (This will be useless in a hurricane, but it looks cool.)
6) A large quantity of raw chicken, to placate the alligators. (Ask anybody who went through Andrew; after the hurricane, there WILL be irate alligators.)
7) $35,000 in cash or diamonds so that, after the hurricane passes, you can buy a generator from a man with no discernible teeth.
Of course these are just basic precautions. As the hurricane draws near, it is vitally important that you keep abreast of the situation by turning on your television and watching TV reporters in rain slickers standing right next to the ocean and tell you over and over how vitally important it is for everybody to stay away from the ocean.
Good luck and remember: it's great living in paradise! Those of you who aren't here yet you should come. Really!
and now your youtube video moment for the day.
10000 Maniacs... for a friend in the hurricane zone..
love and miss you already!
oh hell one more!
Get some Natalie Merchant. (10000 Maniacs)
Huricane season is nothing to laugh at.. but in true floridian style.. this message was generated, and is now shared with each of you..
Subject: Hurricane Preparation Message
To: Former Floridians, current Floridians, future Floridians, and/or those who know a Floridian.
We're about to enter the peak of the hurricane season. Any day now, you're going to turn on the TV and see a weather person pointing to some radar blob out in the Gulf of Mexico and making two basic meteorological points:
(1) There is no need to panic.
(2) We could all be killed.
Yes, hurricane season is an exciting time to be in Florida. If you're new to the area, you're probably wondering what you need to do to prepare for the possibility that we'll get hit by "the big one." Based on our experiences, we recommend that you follow this simple three-step hurricane preparedness plan:
STEP 1. Buy enough food and bottled water to last your family for at least three days.
STEP 2. Put these supplies into your car.
STEP 3. Drive to Nebraska and remain there until Thanksgiving.
Unfortunately, statistics show that most people will not follow this sensible plan. Most people will foolishly stay here in Florida.
So we'll start with one of the most important hurricane preparedness items:
HOMEOWNERS' INSURANCE: If you own a home, you must have hurricane insurance. Fortunately, this insurance is cheap and easy to get, as long as your home meets two basic requirements:
(1) It is reasonably well-built, and
(2) It is located in Nebraska.
Unfortunately, if your home is located in Florida, or any other area that might actually be hit by a hurricane, most insurance companies would prefer not to sell you hurricane insurance, because then they might be required to pay YOU money, and that is certainly not why they got into the insurance business in the first place.
So you'll have to scrounge around for an insurance company, which will charge you an annual premium roughly equal to the replacement value of your house. At any moment, this company can drop you like used dental floss.
Since Hurricane Andrew, I have had an estimated 27 different home-insurance companies. This week, I'm covered by the Bob and Big Stan Insurance Company, under a policy which states that, in addition to my premium, Bob and Big Stan are entitled, on demand, to my kidneys.
SHUTTERS: Your house should have hurricane shutters on all the windows, all the doors, and -- if it's a major hurricane -- all the toilets. There are several types of shutters, with advantages and disadvantages.
Plywood shutters: The advantage is that, because you make them yourself, they're cheap. The disadvantage is that, because you make them yourself, they will fall off.
Sheet-metal shutters: The advantage is that these work well, once you get them all up. The disadvantage is that once you get them all up, your hands will be useless bleeding stumps, and it will be December.
Roll-down shutters: The advantages are that they're very easy to use, and will definitely protect your house. The disadvantage is that you will have to sell your house to pay for them.
"Hurricane-proof'' windows: These are the newest wrinkle in hurricane protection: They look like ordinary windows, but they can withstand hurricane winds! You can be sure of this, because the salesman says so. He lives in Nebraska.
"Hurricane Proofing Your Property: As the hurricane approaches, check your yard for movable objects like barbecue grills, planters, patio furniture, visiting relatives, etc. You should, as a precaution, throw these items into your swimming pool (if you don't have a swimming pool, you should have one built immediately). Otherwise, the hurricane winds will turn these objects into deadly missiles.
EVACUATION ROUTE: If you live in a low-lying area, you should have an evacuation route planned out. (To determine whether you live in a low-lying area, look at your driver's license; if it says "Florida" you live in a low-lying area.) The purpose of having an evacuation route is to avoid being trapped in your home when a major storm hits. Instead, you will be trapped in a gigantic traffic jam several miles from your home, along with two hundred thousand other evacuees. So, as a bonus, you will not be lonely.
HURRICANE SUPPLIES: If you don't evacuate, you will need a mess of supplies. Do not buy them now! Florida tradition requires that you wait until the last possible minute, then go to the supermarket and get into vicious fights with strangers over who gets the last can of SPAM.
In addition to food and water, you will need the following supplies:
1) 23 flashlights.
2) At least $167 worth of batteries that turn out, when the power goes out, to be the wrong size for the flashlights.
3) Bleach. (No, I don't know what the bleach is for. NOBODY knows what the bleach is for. But it's traditional, so GET some!)
4) A 55-gallon drum of underarm deodorant.
5) A big knife that you can strap to your leg. (This will be useless in a hurricane, but it looks cool.)
6) A large quantity of raw chicken, to placate the alligators. (Ask anybody who went through Andrew; after the hurricane, there WILL be irate alligators.)
7) $35,000 in cash or diamonds so that, after the hurricane passes, you can buy a generator from a man with no discernible teeth.
Of course these are just basic precautions. As the hurricane draws near, it is vitally important that you keep abreast of the situation by turning on your television and watching TV reporters in rain slickers standing right next to the ocean and tell you over and over how vitally important it is for everybody to stay away from the ocean.
Good luck and remember: it's great living in paradise! Those of you who aren't here yet you should come. Really!
and now your youtube video moment for the day.
10000 Maniacs... for a friend in the hurricane zone..
love and miss you already!
oh hell one more!
Get some Natalie Merchant. (10000 Maniacs)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Duke Lacrosse Private Eye: Saint's Blood part Nine,
I was nearly to Shakey’s when it started to rain, normally this would make me bich and complaine, but tonight the cold rain seemed to fot a darker underpinning of what I was becoming, I sort of enjoyed it..
I was in sight of the door to Shakey;s when I felt the hard poke of a service revolver in my ribs..
“You’re coming downtown Duke. don’t make any quick moves, or I’ll use this thing.” It was a voice behind me and to my left.. I knew it, it was Detective Fret, Steve Fret. And it gave me another good poke in the ribs.
His partner, a nice kid with a baby face, frisked me quickly, and said “He ain’t carrying Steve.”
“Bullshit” and another good poke in the ribs, this time it hurt a bit.. I really thought about sluggin this asshole, but then at best the poor kid would a had to pull his service revolver, and well I think a service revolver that has never been pulled from it’s holster is a thing of beauty.
I did not have my gun, in the mess of being dressed I had forgotten about it, or was it that thoughts I was having about my client that had me so distracted? Either way, I was naked as a jay-bird when it came to heat.
After the kid gave me a good patting down and Detective Fret tried to run my head into a poor unsuspecting wall, I was stuffed into a waiting squad car.
I could see my client now, she was awaiting for me at the door, in a white fur coat no less.. I can only guess at what she had under the coat, and a part of me wished it was nothing.
Her eyes followed me, as we drove by, I swear I could hear her say “don’t worry Duke, I will save you.”
Funny a gal savin’ my bacon? But this was no ordinary gal was she?
Dt. Steve and the kid walked me upstairs in the precinct building, I was ushered into an office towards the back, and handcuffed roughly to a chair, I have been pushed down into.
“So duke, you got anything you wanna confess?” it was the Detective.
“Fuck you, flat foot! I don’t; know why your bothering me, but goddamn it I want a lawyer!” I yelled.
I didn’t see the fist coming, or I would have clinched my teeth. As it was I was struck while my mouth was open, I felt my jaw crack under the blow, and a sharp pain in my tongue.
“Fuck me? No Duke I think you’re the one who’s fucked. Tell me, why did you kill the girls? They couldn’t get you off or something?” This was punctuated with a kick to the back of the chair, that caused me to stretch at the wrists as my weight cam forward against the handcuffs behind me. If my mouth didn’t hurt so damn much it would have been mighty uncomfortable, as it was it served only as a minor distraction, and a reminder that I would have to wait to fuck this dick up.
“I don’ know nothing ‘bout no damn dead girls” I sad have gurgling through the blood my mouth was now full of. “Why Don’t you let me talk with my lawyer, and I am sure we can sort all this shit out.”
What followed next was mostly a blur, after the next shot to the jaw, everything got a bit fuzzy, but it was mostly kicking the shit outa me, and telling me about my lineage.
Towards the end, I think I remember seeing the kid’s face, he looked at me with a sort of pity, while the detective, held my head off of my chest by the hair of my head.. “I hope they didn’t fuck my hat up too much…I remember thinking before everything went all fuzzy, electric, sparkly then black and buzzy…
I don’t know how much later it was when I heard a voice, it was the kid maybe.. He said.. Some dame out here, says she’s Duke’s lawyer?
“Ah fuck let her in” I heard the detective say.
I tried to look towards the door, to see who this lady lawyer was, my lawyer was a 70 year old alcoholic named Ernie, who would never be confused for a dame, a werewolf maybe, but not a dame., who had nearly been disbarred for a little stunt he pulled with a Singapore madam back a few years ago, he was a pervert, but a damn good attorney.
It hurt too much to turn my head that far, and my eyes, were so swollen that I doubt I coulda seen much even if I could have.
“Your client’s been a bad boy , tried to resist and well we had to rough him up a bit to fit him into the cuffs.” I heard the Detective say..
“yea sure pal.. “ I thought
“I need some time alone with him” I hear her say. It was the countess. The only voice I wanted to hear more than Ernie’s
(to be continued)
Now read a real mystery..
I was in sight of the door to Shakey;s when I felt the hard poke of a service revolver in my ribs..
“You’re coming downtown Duke. don’t make any quick moves, or I’ll use this thing.” It was a voice behind me and to my left.. I knew it, it was Detective Fret, Steve Fret. And it gave me another good poke in the ribs.
His partner, a nice kid with a baby face, frisked me quickly, and said “He ain’t carrying Steve.”
“Bullshit” and another good poke in the ribs, this time it hurt a bit.. I really thought about sluggin this asshole, but then at best the poor kid would a had to pull his service revolver, and well I think a service revolver that has never been pulled from it’s holster is a thing of beauty.
I did not have my gun, in the mess of being dressed I had forgotten about it, or was it that thoughts I was having about my client that had me so distracted? Either way, I was naked as a jay-bird when it came to heat.
After the kid gave me a good patting down and Detective Fret tried to run my head into a poor unsuspecting wall, I was stuffed into a waiting squad car.
I could see my client now, she was awaiting for me at the door, in a white fur coat no less.. I can only guess at what she had under the coat, and a part of me wished it was nothing.
Her eyes followed me, as we drove by, I swear I could hear her say “don’t worry Duke, I will save you.”
Funny a gal savin’ my bacon? But this was no ordinary gal was she?
Dt. Steve and the kid walked me upstairs in the precinct building, I was ushered into an office towards the back, and handcuffed roughly to a chair, I have been pushed down into.
“So duke, you got anything you wanna confess?” it was the Detective.
“Fuck you, flat foot! I don’t; know why your bothering me, but goddamn it I want a lawyer!” I yelled.
I didn’t see the fist coming, or I would have clinched my teeth. As it was I was struck while my mouth was open, I felt my jaw crack under the blow, and a sharp pain in my tongue.
“Fuck me? No Duke I think you’re the one who’s fucked. Tell me, why did you kill the girls? They couldn’t get you off or something?” This was punctuated with a kick to the back of the chair, that caused me to stretch at the wrists as my weight cam forward against the handcuffs behind me. If my mouth didn’t hurt so damn much it would have been mighty uncomfortable, as it was it served only as a minor distraction, and a reminder that I would have to wait to fuck this dick up.
“I don’ know nothing ‘bout no damn dead girls” I sad have gurgling through the blood my mouth was now full of. “Why Don’t you let me talk with my lawyer, and I am sure we can sort all this shit out.”
What followed next was mostly a blur, after the next shot to the jaw, everything got a bit fuzzy, but it was mostly kicking the shit outa me, and telling me about my lineage.
Towards the end, I think I remember seeing the kid’s face, he looked at me with a sort of pity, while the detective, held my head off of my chest by the hair of my head.. “I hope they didn’t fuck my hat up too much…I remember thinking before everything went all fuzzy, electric, sparkly then black and buzzy…
I don’t know how much later it was when I heard a voice, it was the kid maybe.. He said.. Some dame out here, says she’s Duke’s lawyer?
“Ah fuck let her in” I heard the detective say.
I tried to look towards the door, to see who this lady lawyer was, my lawyer was a 70 year old alcoholic named Ernie, who would never be confused for a dame, a werewolf maybe, but not a dame., who had nearly been disbarred for a little stunt he pulled with a Singapore madam back a few years ago, he was a pervert, but a damn good attorney.
It hurt too much to turn my head that far, and my eyes, were so swollen that I doubt I coulda seen much even if I could have.
“Your client’s been a bad boy , tried to resist and well we had to rough him up a bit to fit him into the cuffs.” I heard the Detective say..
“yea sure pal.. “ I thought
“I need some time alone with him” I hear her say. It was the countess. The only voice I wanted to hear more than Ernie’s
(to be continued)
Now read a real mystery..
orgasm video.. sex.. and love
I think of you. your beautiful face adn the sounds you make , sweet sounds as you cum for me..
Today out of nowhere I caught the scent of your hair... like a ghost it passed over me.. then was gone.. but the memory lingered.. long and sweet.
Your face so sweet, eyes closed shut, hard, you bite your lower lip when you moan.. The way you held your hair back so I could take your ear into my mouth, as I was behind you getting close myself..
I took your scent in then, a mix of sweet perfume, your hair, our mixed sweat. It is a memory that comes back at my bidding now.. And one that I hope will come around of its own free will often, as it just has.
Your every curve perfection, your every caress electric, your kiss magic.
You haunt me, now stronger then ever, you carry my heart in your heart.
Today out of nowhere I caught the scent of your hair... like a ghost it passed over me.. then was gone.. but the memory lingered.. long and sweet.
Your face so sweet, eyes closed shut, hard, you bite your lower lip when you moan.. The way you held your hair back so I could take your ear into my mouth, as I was behind you getting close myself..
I took your scent in then, a mix of sweet perfume, your hair, our mixed sweat. It is a memory that comes back at my bidding now.. And one that I hope will come around of its own free will often, as it just has.
Your every curve perfection, your every caress electric, your kiss magic.
You haunt me, now stronger then ever, you carry my heart in your heart.
My mate mal.. and his magical video machine..
100% tammy NYP proof.. and 15.4 proof too..
See Mals viddis I like em
and of course..
Nothing like a beer that God approves of eh?
See Mals viddis I like em
and of course..
Nothing like a beer that God approves of eh?
shameless promotion of somone else's Blog!
Alright readers, followers, adn people who got here by accident. (note I leave the spambots out of the list)
Go check out this blog.
http://gimmeyourstuff.blogspot.com/
A truly unique concept.. bot friggin time somone had one ain;t it?
Here's the generals.. this Aussie, wants you to set up an exchange of something from your area, with somone from somewhere else.. a sort of cultural exchange.. food items seem to be the big thing right now.. but I see huge potential for other items.. take me for example.. I am offering to exchange a Michigan Unemployment Check, and a 90 year old lady (Member of the Dutch Reformed Church) for.. well actually anything.. I ain't picky and here in Grand Rapids, I have an endless supply of both of those items.
The Dutch Reformer Church.. well if you don;t know about them, I sure can;t tell you much here.. but let me sum it up like this.. I have been to Holland.. Amsterdam as a matter of fact.. to me it seems, like that much as the Douglas Adams story goes, all of the boring and useless people were sent off, in search of a new planet.. and the remaning population of their planet said that they would follow.. (actually a ruse to get rid of the useless and silly people).. this seems to have happened with the Dutch..
All of the boring, silly and useless were sent by ship to find a new land.. they found that new land and called it Holland (Michigan).. now all the cool, hip and pretty Dutch people are in Amsterdam havinga great fucking time, while I have to deal with people that have to vote on weather or not one should be allowed to mow the grass on sunday! (And it is a resounding NO! BTW)
I know that Douglas Adams, had been to West Michigan before writing the Hitchiker Series.. because no two minds seperated by such distance and time could have concieved of such a naughty plan.. with these fuggin monkeys here, it is no wonder the answer to life the universe and everything is 42!
In other economical news.. due to the unemployment situation here in West Michigan, my next door neighbors two youngest children, 19 and 20 years old, are joining the Army.. they can;t get good jobs here, with limited skill sets.. like a father who was early retired from GM who thought that they would follow in his factory rat footsteps.. and skipped all the hard classes in school.. so Army seems the asnwer..
It came down to work full time at low pay jobs and stay at home with Mum and Dad, or join the millitary.. well I know their mum and dad, and while very good people, I wouldn;t want to live with them either..
So GW gets two more bodies to throw at his war.. congrats GW, your economic plans and ideas are workign just fine.. you fucker!
I raq, next Iran.. hell keep up the sending jobs overseas and soon every middle class kid in america with no special skill set will be forced to join a branch.. it's brilliant!
Okay nough ranting for now.. I gotta go jump in the shower.. and wash the dirt of the day off.. g'nite.
D
and a youtube moment.. just for grins..
Dork!
Go check out this blog.
http://gimmeyourstuff.blogspot.com/
A truly unique concept.. bot friggin time somone had one ain;t it?
Here's the generals.. this Aussie, wants you to set up an exchange of something from your area, with somone from somewhere else.. a sort of cultural exchange.. food items seem to be the big thing right now.. but I see huge potential for other items.. take me for example.. I am offering to exchange a Michigan Unemployment Check, and a 90 year old lady (Member of the Dutch Reformed Church) for.. well actually anything.. I ain't picky and here in Grand Rapids, I have an endless supply of both of those items.
The Dutch Reformer Church.. well if you don;t know about them, I sure can;t tell you much here.. but let me sum it up like this.. I have been to Holland.. Amsterdam as a matter of fact.. to me it seems, like that much as the Douglas Adams story goes, all of the boring and useless people were sent off, in search of a new planet.. and the remaning population of their planet said that they would follow.. (actually a ruse to get rid of the useless and silly people).. this seems to have happened with the Dutch..
All of the boring, silly and useless were sent by ship to find a new land.. they found that new land and called it Holland (Michigan).. now all the cool, hip and pretty Dutch people are in Amsterdam havinga great fucking time, while I have to deal with people that have to vote on weather or not one should be allowed to mow the grass on sunday! (And it is a resounding NO! BTW)
I know that Douglas Adams, had been to West Michigan before writing the Hitchiker Series.. because no two minds seperated by such distance and time could have concieved of such a naughty plan.. with these fuggin monkeys here, it is no wonder the answer to life the universe and everything is 42!
In other economical news.. due to the unemployment situation here in West Michigan, my next door neighbors two youngest children, 19 and 20 years old, are joining the Army.. they can;t get good jobs here, with limited skill sets.. like a father who was early retired from GM who thought that they would follow in his factory rat footsteps.. and skipped all the hard classes in school.. so Army seems the asnwer..
It came down to work full time at low pay jobs and stay at home with Mum and Dad, or join the millitary.. well I know their mum and dad, and while very good people, I wouldn;t want to live with them either..
So GW gets two more bodies to throw at his war.. congrats GW, your economic plans and ideas are workign just fine.. you fucker!
I raq, next Iran.. hell keep up the sending jobs overseas and soon every middle class kid in america with no special skill set will be forced to join a branch.. it's brilliant!
Okay nough ranting for now.. I gotta go jump in the shower.. and wash the dirt of the day off.. g'nite.
D
and a youtube moment.. just for grins..
Dork!
Monday, June 12, 2006
an erotic poetry moment..
i like my body when it is with your
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new
I could not help myself.. I just love e.e. cummings.
e.e. cummings
sex
erotic
poetry
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new
I could not help myself.. I just love e.e. cummings.
e.e. cummings
sex
erotic
poetry
A Duke Lacrosse Moment... not another part of St
She walked into the room, her long red-brown curls hanging in perfect little ringletts pouring like dark honey from a pitcher down her back.
He blouse was cut low, giving just the smallest hint of the perfection of her breasts, it clung tight showing her perfect curves, and hinting at the hardness of her body benieth.
She wore a dark skirt that went to just above the knee.. it too was toght fitting.. and showed again all the hard work she had put into her hard , hard body... (and is that the line of a thong?).
She looked at me, her eyes dark , moist, and glinting with a hint of mischief.
Her mouth, red and full, spoke.
"So Duke, what are you thinking?"
My mind screamed this reply
Tune in again for more Duke Lacrosse.. in the mean time use the box at the top to search for all the sexy duke lacrosse private eye stories here..
Peace,
DeRex
He blouse was cut low, giving just the smallest hint of the perfection of her breasts, it clung tight showing her perfect curves, and hinting at the hardness of her body benieth.
She wore a dark skirt that went to just above the knee.. it too was toght fitting.. and showed again all the hard work she had put into her hard , hard body... (and is that the line of a thong?).
She looked at me, her eyes dark , moist, and glinting with a hint of mischief.
Her mouth, red and full, spoke.
"So Duke, what are you thinking?"
My mind screamed this reply
Tune in again for more Duke Lacrosse.. in the mean time use the box at the top to search for all the sexy duke lacrosse private eye stories here..
Peace,
DeRex
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