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This morning:
Submitted by Dave on Thu, 2006-10-05 10:11I'm sitting on a bus, filled with young, beautiful people who are undoubtedly on their way to work. We get on this bus together, have our short time in close proximity, sit in silence with our iPods plugged in, not even knowing each other's names. How sad. The bus driver is an Asian man who surely works too hard for the payment he receives once-a-month. The rest of the passengers are on their way to an unsatisfying job that pays their way to material happiness. This could very easily be our last ride together.
The node.
Submitted by Dave on Fri, 2006-09-29 11:37Passion, fun, and mystery.
Everything else is muddled nonsense. If someone wants to take the ride with me for a bit, then so be it. I’ll end up hurting some people. I’ll end up helping some people.
Guards Try Tickle Torture at Guantánamo Bay
Submitted by mike on Fri, 2006-09-15 10:45
Due to pressure from the international community and hippies the world over
Concerning yesterday.
Submitted by Dave on Tue, 2006-09-12 13:57Last night made me think a lot about things. Yes, I'm a registered republican. Yes, I voted for our President. Yes, I hate myself for it.
Kudos to Keith O. for summing up the fears of many in a direct diatribe against one of the worst leaders in the political history of the world. I'm ashamed of this man when I see him and have come to the conclusion that it is solely his faith in God that makes him so blind to his wrongdoings. For in the eyes of God, everything can beforgiven. Well in my eyes, nothing this man has done for the human race is forgivable.
You:
Submitted by Dave on Fri, 2006-09-01 11:14The things that happen and those that happen to be true. And real. The antithesis of defection squandered. It's those choosing happiness over fucked and taking all the innate swirling bullshit along with them for the walk. Unleashed and hopeful.
Arguably the greatest band ever
Submitted by Raltieri on Tue, 2006-08-08 11:42This isn't anything crazy and weird as many things on this site are. This happens to be a tribute to one of the greatest bands ever to surface. With their recent release of 10,000 Days, Tool has expanded their ever-growing style and creative genius to the next level. The album begins with a flair of the old combined with the genius of the new with Vicarious. A power driven tune with a finesse that can only be delivered by Tool. This is the "song on the radio" from the album but it is great none the less, as long as they don't over play it. Next we have Jambi....I don't have much to say about this one other than, damn! This song is bad ass! A lot of musical complexion goes a long way in this song.....and for a common theme to the album....Danny Carey is bad ass on the drums!
Jobless again!
Submitted by ETOX on Thu, 2006-08-03 05:06As is my custom, I have been 'fired' again. Seems that Dole no longer needed it's second shift (again), and I am again obsolete. Therefore I am looking for a job. Has anyone seen one?
The temp agency I work for called me earlier in the week to tell me that Dole had let go of second shift.
Work Hazards
Submitted by ETOX on Sun, 2006-07-30 02:38There's a new hazard at my workplace, it's called a sense of humor. I work for Dole right now, and in case you didn't know, they make salad. I work in the shipping department. Well, there as this new temp and one of the workers decided to have a bit of fun with him, so they told him to go find a 'trailer stretcher'.
This one is for Dave...
Submitted by Jess on Fri, 2006-07-28 12:35I don't really have much to say... I'm just going to let you all explore this little bit of fun I found. Just in case you're on myspace, they have friends there too...
Drrpah.
Submitted by Dave on Tue, 2006-07-25 10:02Apparently there is a new product coming out called "blow-up man," and believe it or not, it's not for sexual purposes. Its intention is to give women who are driving at night the feeling of security if they blow their "man" up and put him in the passenger seat. Are you kidding me? I've never heard of a crappier product in my life. Am I just crazy? Would the girls out there actually feel better with a rubber blow-up doll next to them? I'd be pretty creeped out myself.


