I just have to say… That was a Really HOT show…
And not just the fire eating….
That is just a sexy man!!!
NO I mean really… can I have him for my birth day???
And there really was Fire Eating…
But I think the pain was the sexiest….
So if you love me… or are a really good friend… get me that for my birthday.. or any holiday…
Standing there alone
the ship is waiting
all systems are go
are you sure?
control is not convinced
but the computer
has the evidence
“no need to abort”
the countdown starts
watching in a trance
the crew is certain
nothing left to chance
all is working
trying to relax
up in the capsule
“send me up a drink”
jokes Major Tom
the count goes on
4 3 2 1
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
calling calling home…
second stage is cut
we’re now in orbit
stabilizers up
running perfect
starting to collect
requested data
what will it effect
when all is done
thinks Major Tom
back at ground control
there is a problem
go to rockets full
not responding
“hello Major Tom
are you receiving
turn the thrusters on
we’re standing by”
there’s no reply
4 3 2 1
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
calling calling home…
across the stratosphere
a final message
“give my wife my love”
then nothing more
far beneath the ship
the world is mourning
they don’t realize
he’s alive
no one understands
but Major Tom sees
now the life commands
this is my home
I’m coming home
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
coming home…
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
coming home…
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
coming coming home…
home…..
Some of you know I used to have a wonderful cat named Zippy…
Sadly he died in January
So I a SuperPoke pet in his memory!
Here is Zippy’s Bedroom:
Here is the out side of his house:
and for those who never got to meet the real Zippy here are some pics!
I am an anarchist
An antichrist
An asterisk
I am an anorak
An acolyte
An accidental
I am eleven feet
Ok, eight…
Six foot three…
I fought the British and I won
I have a rocket ship
A jet fighter
A paper airplane
Ja ja ja ja ja
Say what you will… I am The Kill
The only thing that keeps you really truly safe from being real
I have a tendency
To exaggerate
Just a little bit
I am a plagiarist
Apologist
A walruscokeheadlizard
I am an optimist
A closeted misogynist
I fought the British and I won
I have a wishing well a living will a magical eight ball
Ja ja ja ja ja
Say what you will – I am The Kill
The only thing that keeps you really truly safe from being real
Put pat sajak back in office
Put pat sajak back in office!!!
But the sun still sets on you
And the retarded party nobody came to but you
And so you drink to all the emptiness until you wake up
And there’s hell to pay again
And the punch lines point at you
And all the comebacks in the world are in your head
And you can’t say them until everybody leaves
And it’s just you and your imaginary friends…
Nothing is crueller than children who come from good homes
Gotta forgive them, I guess, but whose side are you on?
Driving around my hometown, I remember it all
Dropping my lunchbox and tampax all over the hall
And they said…
You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes
You are a Satanist worshiper, oh, that’s evil
You think you’re poet, a folksinger, ???
A volleyball player?! you’ve got to be kidding us all
So we hide from the cunts
On a night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We’re not giving up
Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script
Directed by Spielberg and starring the masochist club
Marion looked like hell
Stuck in that ridicules shell
Give us some light and god’s pure love
We know what you’ve been dreaming of
Give us some light and god’s pure love
We know what you’ve been dreaming of
Give us some light and god’s pure love
We know what you’ve been dreaming of
We’re taking you to Hollywood
Hollywood
And we hide from the cunts
On a night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
One is a socialist cock-head they dressed in my clothes
One is a Satanist worshipping who’s evil
One is a poet who starts up a band of his own
One is a volleyball player with both of her wrists broke
And we hide from the cunts
On a night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos girls and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
And we give them good homes
Give them love they’ve never known
In the loft, in the lawn,
In the town where I was born
In the loft, in the bar,
In the town where I was born
Why are we so afraid of human contact? Why is it we can not longer connect?
People seem afraid of real interaction, and conversation….
This really makes me sad… Everyday I get IMs or e-mails and all they say is, “Hey wanna chat?” No one would walk up to a stranger and really say this…
I always reply the same way, “About what?”
It seems like a logical question. Most of the time they say it is up to me. Well I was not the one to approach them. Why should I choose the topic? We would not expect this of a stranger in real life.
On myspace I always tell people to read my profile… I actually have a pretty detailed one. I actually took he time to fill everything out just to see how many people really read it. So when they say, “What are you into?” I easily reply with, “Well it is all in the profile, what else do you want to know?”
This is where they get really annoyed… the say something like: “I guess you do not want to talk.”
The thing is I love to talk to strangers… but I want to have a conversation… I feel with the bases squared away in my profile that should be like a warm lead into a conversation with me. If ya see something you like bring it up… We can talk about that, and expand from there next thing you know OMG we had a real conversation with give and take….
How hard was that… do not just say, “I like to party.” and expect me to carry it from there. The benefit of the internet is we can “meet” people from all over the world…
We can share ideas, learn form others and broaden our horizons… but people make it even more impersonal than it already is…
In my comments telling people to read my profile and such like that, I am not trying to be offensive… I just want you to have a basic idea of an idea for a conversation before contacting me for the first time ever….
Can’t we connect? Can’t we have real moments? Must we keep it to pleasantries?
Do you need salt, pepper, or ketchup? Debit or credit? Cream and sugar?
That’s it? Really? How about how are you doing today? (and really mean it)
Sigh… I ask to much I guess…
Staring:
Amanda Mae (as herself)
Bino (as Amanda’s Platonic Life Partner Jon)
Amanda and Jon are board… They bought a futon the day before… They saved 200$ in that endeavor as well so they decided to set out on and adventure into the unknown for more things to make our empty living room look lived in…
Amanda Mae does not drive…. at all…nope not even a little bit… So she is the Perpetual Passenger and yet some how still the Diviner of the Destination….
Before any true adventure begins one must have caffeine…
And we do it right….
Yes folks we double fist or caffeine in this party…
So off to the first destination…. Shockingly Target is a good place to look for home decor…. And they do not look at you weird when you take random pics….
I seem to have lost some of the pics though.. But this one just had to be taken….
And did you know they sell Lamb and Veal there… I have been looking every where for lamb…and well Veal cutlets are always nice too
We decided at this point we needed to eat.. and Hey look Jason’s Deli is right across the street!
YUMMY I had the best salad I have had in a while…. I was even making moaning noises that made old people stair… I wish I took a pic of the salad… but I was too busy having a foodgasum…. Jon seemed to be enjoying his just as much… They deliver… so we took a menu…
Jon said He wishes he got a pic of me sitting in the window booth waiting for him…but alas we were still thinking of salad….
Next stop… That hell that keeps the world running…
But not all hells are completely ugly….
and they had some cute jewelry making stuff on sale too!
But then Terror upon Terror….
I got food poisoning…. I thought I was going to die….
So no more pics and we went home after I threw up twice in a very scary bathroom….
I still think the salad was worth it!
And I got the coolest card from Coca~Cola. Anyone who knows me knows how I love that stuff too!!!!!
I had to do it I tossed him in the trunk of his own car…
Okay, okay… Not really…
My lover had to climb into his car to do something with his stereo… I just thought this was a fun pic!!! The look on his face is priceless…
It was taken with my phone so it is not so great but I loved it…
(darling if you read this please do not be mad I put your pic on my blog… I know how you feel about “having and online presence”)
As allot of people know I will randomly sit on yahoo and talk to anyone. I have met some cool people this way, and some real dumb ones to
This is proof of the dumbing down of America… (What I want to know is does this work? If so, what kind of girl could it be???)
male_20062006: hi
Amanda Mae: hi
male_20062006: how are you
Amanda Mae: I am doing well
male_20062006: i wish that i can feel my cock inside you
Amanda Mae: uhmmm well i do not know you… so uhmmmmm NO
This is unedited…. I promise this is the whole conversation…
Life With Naomi