Update Blurbs
the world should never forget
(12/30/2002; 02:10pm) - show us how the year ends...
(12/26/2002; 12:39pm) - Crises and chaos, calm and composed. The most important cities house the most interesting minds
Me loungin', watching a terrible Ray Liotta film. Shoes on, a shiv and a folding boxcutter tucked into my belt, drinking coffee at 1AM on a Friday morning. I have to work tomorrow. I will not get much sleep tonight. I posted to my weblog -A Dizzy In The Lizzy- again , as I seem to be doing quite frequently lately, but don't expect any explanations as to my current state. Some things are better left to the imagination.
What's more important is that Wil has blessed us with a letter Tales From Japan composed over time on the other side of the planet, and his prose reads like poetry once again. A tiny cat far from home picks his way carefully through the chaos of Shinjuku, and he reigns over his kingdom with feline grace and composure. We could all learn a lot from Wil; I know I have. Take the time to read his words, he picks each one carefully and wants you to have them.
-B out, Cafe Bustelo in hand
(12/24/2002; 11:32pm) - Seasons Greetings From The Eve
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Merry Christmas. Happy Hannukah. Happy Kwanza. Jolly Ramadan?
If i missed anything... bite me. Season Greetings from the kids at meLounge. Seeing as I'm very very cheap, and very very lazy We bring you (or I guess I bring you) the gift of music. It's much easier to post new crap than to think of original gifts for all of you. Especially seeing as I don't know most of the visitors, and even those that I do know I really can't be bothered to buy gifts for.
Anyway ONWARD TO THE PRESENTS. Joe serves us a heaping helping of Aggressive Drum 'n' Bass. Which should go well with your [insert religious holiday or festival here] meal. Nothing like jungle to bring out the taste in turkey i always say (I don't really. But I guess I could now). And from me to you I present a new radio meLounge mix. The write-up isn't done yet, but it should be done shortly. Benny did stuff. I forgot to blurb it before, so click what i told ya to click to, and scroll up to read more.
I've also been tidying up the site a bit, not that you would notice.
-bobert
(12/22/2002; 12:20am) - moo moo
we failed to blurb for the past couple of days so there are several episodes of
A Dizzy In The Lizzy waiting for you. My advice is to just click here or the other link and just scroll up to catch up. i wonder if that's as cathcy as it sounds in my head (scroll up to catch up i mean). Probably not. In non-related news I had a
blast from the past.
-bobert
(12/22/2002; 12:16am) - there's but once in a moment you witness,
but once in a day you can see.
what i do remember, it seems,
well, it's just up to me.
cause all of the people i know,
all of the places we go,
they manage to be both one & the same,
you ask "why?"
i don't know.
but the more i watch any person hold a child,
any father pitch to a son,
any daughter mimic her mother,
any brother tease his sister,
i realize that there's nothing different.
makes me wonder why we hate so much.
-poocat.
(12/15/2002; 01:05pm) - gotta hate annoying fucks
i was not feeling so hot. Benny had some insights.
However the hack is being looked in. Security is now being stepped up, and all admin information has been changed
-bobert
(12/12/2002; 12:30pm) - brief & beautiful
things to think about, volume 45,238
-cleaning makes you happy, even if you think you don't like cleaning.
-watching your friends walk by you smiling makes you grin.
-breaking small things lets you build bigger things.
-walking alone through the cold shows you where you really want to go.
-there's nothing ever like being home and not alone.
-poocat.
(12/09/2002; 08:09pm) - one morning in a sphere...
waking up to cold and snowy tokyo,
something that never happened a year ago,
hearing from friends the world over
also not in their respective homes,
girls changing countries,
boys changing minds,
sending you to other climes
and watching snow fall, no matter where you are,
is nothing less than beautiful.
home is where your mind wakes,
where your body sleeps,
and where your heart walks.
and i'm back.
-poocat.
new york is never less than wonderful.
(12/06/2002; 08:21am) - Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
(written by robert frost)
hope that doesn't break copyright laws.
crap.
.ethan
(12/06/2002; 08:19am) - Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
.me