· Dec 4, 2013 at 8:26 am
anything can happen
as we make our way
home from the club
we could both be flattened
by a double decker city bus
otherwise a perfect night
if we’re not dead before it ends
we could live forever
but we’ll never get
this chance again…
don’t you worry,
don’t think about
what’s your hurry?
just focus on tonight
we could fall in love
and trade this city
for a change of pace,
find our slice of paradise
and give our babies hippie names
maybe we’ll both hate each other
shitty sex ‘n seperate beds
we could get restraining orders
vow to never speak again…
on second thought let’s not say names,
I’ll just be me and you be you,
two perfect strangers being sneaky
with a flask of booze,
no need to think of any clever
pick up lines to use
i’ve got a stack of records
you just bring your dancing shoes
tonight i’ll drop the needle,
pop a bottle, sit back and just watch you
#musicvideos #lyrics #thelimousines
· Dec 3, 2013 at 11:52 am
My favorite thing about Death Metal English is that it isn’t subject matter-specific. Of course, it works best when you’re talking about Satan, or Lovecraft, or murder or whatever. But you can turn pretty much any phrase or sentence into fodder for a sick death metal song using the same tropes:
“Commuting to work”
Death Metal English…
“TRANSPORTATION OF THE WAGEBOUND UNTO THE NEXUS OF PERPETUAL QUOTIDIAN ENSLAVEMENT”
The caps are important when talking and/or writing in Death Metal English.
· Dec 2, 2013 at 9:15 pm
The last thing I was thinking before going to sleep is that…
I drank the way I did because I’m an alcoholic, no other reason than that. Sure I was full of hurt and anger but the driving force for me to drink was alcoholism.
Drinking can kinda be like going swimming in a lake. It’s a little dangerous if you don’t know what you’re doing, don’t take the proper precautions, yada, yada.
But for an alcoholic it’s like going swimming in the lake with one of those big ship anchors chained to my leg. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get back to shore. Hopelessly treading water while everybody else was drying off and packing up the car.
· Dec 2, 2013 at 2:19 pm
There has never been a company quite like Amazon. Conceived as an online book seller, Amazon has reinvented itself time and again, changing the way the world shops, reads and computes. Amazon has 225 million customers around the world. Its goal is to sell everything to everyone. The brainchild of Jeff Bezos, Amazon prides itself on disrupting the traditional way of doing things. A few weeks ago the company announced it was launching Sunday delivery.
Bezos is on the same level with Steve Jobs as far as I’m concerned — disruption of the traditional and revolution of the existing. He’s not as sexy, out in front delivering iPhones to the masses but Amazon did $17.09 billion in sales in Q3 of this year.
How has the Internet changed my life? I used to watch 60 Minutes now and then on regular, over-the-air TV. Now-a-days I didn’t even know Rose was interviewing Bezos until I read about it online. Even more…I read the transcript and watched the video clips on the link above, got the whole scoop as much as I needed…at my leisure…here at work.
· Dec 2, 2013 at 1:47 am
Can’t sleep.. Head is working too much.
Not full of angst, just code and fashion and favorite socks. Mine are gray with t-rex dinosaurs.
· Dec 1, 2013 at 4:52 pm
When I hang up clean clothes in my closet, they push the older-but-still-clean ones farther to the back. No biggie of course when I’m hanging clean stuff up.
But then later when I glance farther into the closet absentmindedly, I see shirts that I haven’t worn for awhile and get a little sad. I feel like they’re missing out on life, that they have no meaning to me anymore, that somehow these threads are sad.
Then I’ll pull out an old shirt, wear it around for five minutes and then take it off in exchange for a newer, cleaner one.
Then the whole ordeal is still on my mind an hour later and I end up writing about it because I feel guilty.
I have problems — I know, I know.