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is tomorrow. i could care less, I'm apathetic to who wins here.
Stupid crap to jot into a blog before you have a plane crash on you.
No wise man has the power to reason away what seems to be.
A friend of my brother's once indicated to my brother 20+ years ago that he felt that he was having issues finding someone of special significance in his romantic life. I believe in retrospect that I am falling (or have fallen) into that same behavioral chasm. Being over 40 now, this is not a good thing.
Were this a movie starring Hugh Grant this would be a good premise for a flick. Sad guy realizes his sadness for his social-retardness at his 41st birthday, decides to turn things around, meets unsuspecting single great misfit gal, couple falls in love, innocuous problem ensues, problem is overcome by couple seeing parts of themselves they’ve never realized they had, and remainder of life happiness ensues.
That is the movies. Real life sucks bigger shit and has NO soundtrack to balance out the emotions.
1966. Born into middle-class family, father accountant, mother stay at home mother. Two siblings, 1 sister approximately 12 years older - Linda, 1 brother 4 years older - Manny. Maine home, no memory of. Massachusetts home, vague memories. Up through age 6 or so. Living room with bright windows. Yellow house. Driveway with creek. Pond not far from the house. Walking on the iced over pond with my brother. Woods behind the house. Snowball fights with Manny. Going to school riding the bus. Building erector sets with dad and Manny at christmas. Memory of a dream or a party with a green Apple 45 of a beatles song. Can’t remember which one. It was Linda’s. Candy corn. Feels like a different house, neighbor’s maybe? No faces. Once managed to put the car (big car, oldsmobile or something) at the house into gear and almost backed car into the ditch by the house. We got locked out the house once. Our kitchen door to the outside had glass panes. I stuck my hand through the glass to open the door. Still have the scar on my right wrist.
To be continued.
and I don't know why the font changed midway, that is bizarre.
I just saw 'No Country for Old Men'. I enjoyed it I guess, though it still feels unresolved to me. I might have to pick up the book and read it, see if that fleshes it out some for me.
It's not the usual Coen fair, this one is mean-spirited and the humor is pretty darn sparse. The dialogue is great. The ending? Unsatisfying for me.
yes, you are all dolts and for some reason every article I read sounds like you are sticking up for this guy. he's a dolt, you all are dolts, and you effed up the world markets with your doltness. i think you need to apologize to the world and stop being stupid.
PARIS:
Société Générale, one of the largest banks in Europe, was thrown into
turmoil Thursday after it revealed that a rogue employee had executed a
series of "elaborate, fictitious transactions" that cost the company
more than $7 billion, the biggest loss ever recorded in the financial
industry by a single trader.
Billary can't win without the help of her husband. I don't want a president who can't be president on their own. If you have to use your spouse to win, you don't deserve to be president. She needs to quit now and stop wasting the democrats' time and resources.
This book is AMAZING. I don't know if Matheson's vision of the afterlife is correct or not (in the preface he seems to indicate numerous references to support his vision), but I really like what he presents. If you have an interest in life after death or metaphysics in general, check this book out. It's also a great love story.
