So. I have been writing since 96, sometimes stories sometimes lyrics and most of the time poetry. Now I have finaly made a blog, if you could call it that. I will publish one poem every day, sometimes it will be a lyric, sometimes a short story, most of the time a poem. Who knows, maby there will be a song or two in the future. Hit the link and put it in your RSS reader or something like that, it wont be much, but perhaps it will brighten your day.
To be honest, ever since I heard "yellow journalist" spoonerized out into "jello yearnalist" I knew there was hope.
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"But let's agree for a moment that he was the spider at the heart of the web. Either way, his reign is over. Judging from the headlines coming out of London, the current U.K. scene is giddy as Romania during the fall of Nicolae Ceausescu. Everybody is reviling the formerly feared genocidal tyrant. The press is speculating that his son James may be prosecuted in the United States under the Foreign Corrupt Practices Act for his role in containing the phone-hacking scandal; that former News of the World editor Rebekah Brooks, currently chief executive of News International, is so doomed even Murdoch-supplicant Cameron said today her resignation should be accepted; and that Les Hinton, now the editor of Murdoch's Wall Street Journal but the chairman of News International during the phone-hacking years, has now fallen into the scandal "spotlight." Rushing into the building on fire is Rupert Murdoch himself. He's flying to London on Saturday, according to the Financial Times...
If there are anywhere near 4,000 phone-hacking cases, as one senior detective says, Murdoch could be bleeding slowly for as long as he lives. He no longer enjoys the friendship of the people he bought and has learned the hard way that real power is constrained by the truth. Like some discredited god, all the potency once ascribed to him is evaporating. The paper tiger is on fire."
I am wondering if anybody would care to assist a friend of mine's research, as well as maybe learning a little something more about each other.
He is appealing for people to tell him about any weird, odd, strange, bizarre, or even mundane beahvioural habits we might have.
Well, here he is in his own words (copypasta from his FB note):
hey, need help with a research project.
We all have weird things we do like running your fingernails across brick walls as you walk passed, or running your fingers along railings or chain link fences or just having to pop bubble wrap when you see it.
What crazy habits do you have like that?
Do you have any weird compulsions? anything from OCD tendencies to weird and wonderful habits and thoughtless acts. Please let me know.
To those of you that have already commented on my previous post, thank you and please post more if you think of them. As i said before this is a serious and ongoing study and i will probably be asking this question a lot.
Most of mine relate to keeping things ordered - like open browser tabs being arranged into thematic groups, making sure there are an even number of the different coloured smarties are left in the pack when I'm eating them etc
I've also got a bit of thing about wearing matching coloured t-shirts and trainers.
I named the stray I'm taking care of Warren. After mr. Ellis. He's a good cat. Cranky old gray Tom with ink black stripes. He hates kids, but if you treat him well and don't crowd him, he's a sweet cat. Especially considering he was dumped 5 or so years ago.
Warren- kitty is being fed until he's not so scrawny ( progress is being made on this. I can no longer so easily count his ribs (including the old busted ones) with a light touch), tamed down and used to contact (he's still a bit shy, but when he has bad days from being out fighting other kitties, he's a total cuddle baby).
Supposedly a neighbor is going to take him in, and once they do, my work will be done. Right now it's just waiting for the local game of telephone to get to the neighbor, so she knows the tom's history and that he doesn't have an owner, and yes, nobody will care if she takes him in,gets him his shots & fixed.
Not sure how the neighborhood kitty drama will go with him once he's fixed. But not having to deal with sad, bloody kitty after fights would definitely be a good thing IMHO.
Hey all I just thought i would let everyone know that I have just started a blog website following myself in a fictional scenario if we had an actual zombie outbreak. I will be updating it every day with posts, photoshopped images, and cleverly edited videos to tie in with the illusion that I am actually a survivor in an apocalypse. I know its a bit cheesy and maybe a bit silly, however there is a huge fanbase for this sort of thing and i think a lot of people may appreciate it. So far we are on day 1 of the outbreak and there is nothing really hardcore going on, just the discovery of a new bird flu. Some of the text is clickable and it takes you to other websites that tie in with what is going on. For instance i explain that birds started falling out the sky and bird flu is a suspect. Both of the links will take you to factual website explaining everything you need to know about dead birds and bird flu. Not only is this educational, but in some cases it will frightenly tie in very convincingly with the story.
Anyhow you get the idea, i want to try and get this viral if possible, its all new and early days yet but have a look and see if we can get it noticed
Oh by the way i welcome any feedback, comments or potential things you would like to see as this blog progresses into "walking dead" anarchy.
I'm really enjoying Warren's instagrams of skulls today. Makes me feel a little less odd for my own photos of my new raccoon skull, my doe skull or my fake human skully dude halloween prop. I even have a partial fox skull in my bedroom at mom's.
Other People think strange things are Neat, Too! Woo :D
How many others here have a skull or two or so about their house?
(Sung as “Hey mr Tambourine Man”) Hey mr Dominick Strauss-Khan You thought you owned the world When you saw a poor humble maid you tried to rape her Hey Mr Dominick Strauss-Khan No-one belongs to you Keep your filthy prick off us Or the law will get you Hey Mr Dominick Strauss-Khan You’re reaping what you deserved And power isn’t an excuse For you the others to abuse