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Like a flag at half mast as frames click fast
Not a thing will last as past is past
Like stacks of thoughts that got played and worn
Used over and over till they were tired and torn
Like a broken clock that can't tell time
Like a thick ass book that's filled with wack rhymes
Like a scorching blaze that burned the sand
Like a band that planned and planned and planned
And flew down like a raven in the dark of night
And snatched up the worm helpless to fight
And brought it back to the nest singing microphone check
One two one two this is just a test
Like sand in one hand You can't hold for long
Like scheming on a plan that goes all wrong
Like fudge and caramel they're not the same
And it's a shame all you talk is game
You act like a diamond waiting to be set
In a gold ring, as if, I bet
As time goes by in this give and take
As long as I learn I will make mistakes
What do I want? What do I need?
Why do I want it? What's in it for me?
It's the imagery of technology
Is what you get is what you see
Don't worry your mind
When you give it your best
One two one two this is just a test
So I promised someone that I would post about Randori. This is a band from Phili area and they are pretty damn good. I worked with the lead singer's brother and I promised to give them a shout out on the website for a CD. Check out their band page and start downloading some stuff. If you ask me nicely, you might get to hear some music off their first unreleased EP.
Randori is a 5 piece retro-modern rock group in the vein of U2/Oasis/Foo Fighters/Coldplay. And are REAL big fans of music from the UK. From the Philadelphia area they have managed to capture a branding sound that totally connects with the listener and takes them along for the ride.
from IndiePodcasting.com
So I beta testing...and still alive. This new version is suppose to better but all I can tell is that it is flashy, image-driven version of the last. The new version still times out occasionally but I think that is because of the server. More testing is needed.
About to head out to adult trivia but I thought I would tell you all about me and John's new movie trailer coming out. (btw...you can make your own too)!
So Sherman told me about Kitten Cannon last night at music trivia. Gave me a quick explaination of the game and told me it was very funny and that I should check it out. He also challanged me to top his score of 813 feet. Well there is your proof above macho man, 1034 feet at 30 degrees and 90% power (only after three tries). The ball is back in your court!
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Well the ole cpu just got a brand spankin' new hard drive for all those music files that I have been accumulating since the beginning of the iTunes Project. The best part was it was a 160GB hard drive for only $49.99 (after rebates). So I got one and so did Hakeber (I had the wonderous job of installing both). Now there is no excuse for me now to finish my project.
Bike Messenger Vs. High School Science Teacher
Both you must agree are job fields that have many differences and similarities. Both you must agree take a special person with a chemical imbalance to perform the duties of said job. A bike messenger has to deal with the day to day traffic of a big city where cars on the road give no respect to a person on a bike and their right of way. A science teacher also gets to deal with the day to day headache of some crazy, hopped-up-on-hormones teenagers and their equally psycho parents. Although some differences like the love of scabs by bike messengers and the love of sexual physics by science teachers may be noted. Well maybe that is stretch on the last one, but you have to agree that these people don't do these jobs for the money.
I guess I have a lot to think about for the future. Oh yeah...and I stole back my Red Swingline from work (without having to burn down the place)