how do i know they don't want me anymore?
because someone who received one writes back to me with proper logos included?
because the sight-center reports won't honor my logon and passwords?
someone improper interferes from here to there is all i might say...
who asked of you anyway...i don't know anything for sure yet
and the languages used assume it is less from heard again
i'd kill that along with whomever alters my end product for a put-down against having me said it first
i'd kill that only
and put it in hell too
you'd think they'd make me special with all due consideration
they do not
and neither do i...ever
Sure, There's A May 2006 - Just Note For You
"You're reaching your apex [final height of present]..."
Thanks, Queer.
"You're chop suey, Boy."
A fight ensues, Kim Chee [korean cabbage as "cabbage bowl"].
I'd still be around if I let my love show? I didn't love you, so I left.
Truth is, it's just as bad as I thought....even worse.
Show someone else.
"You eat with food stamps, I eat with money."
I use food stamps of others to insinuate you - flecks right out like one of your credit cards ("butt, of course...").
Food is priced to sell, not to save - noting it, you'll be first up in the morning.
That was made for people I hate knowing of - not for me.
Thanks again. Ours is a cherish.
Now eat that.
Skye "Love Show" MP3 (5.5 Megs)
Blondie "Accidents Never Happen"
from the "Eat To The Beat" LP (1979)
what also sports the big hit "Dreaming" and "The Hardest Part". Remember also the overall
goodness of "Heart Of Glass"....this is here because the latest greatest hits issued still ignores me some.
I also wanted "Only Words (Jellybean Remix)" by Deborah "Debbie" Gibson
now on Fox 11 tv zesting with mole her father Hal Fishman seem. Also
heard "Someday" by Glass Tiger too now that sucks at the heart. Then
"It Must Have Been Love" Roxette and all, Men At Work "Everything I
Need". Gets Lime.
Watched Pearl Jam's new video for the single "Life Wasted" (with bits
about me in there "Douglas comes anyway" or something like that not just another tivoli or light over you -
Eddie's my cousin Eddie Moon) at the Amazon site front page - pretty good. No iTunes links yet....I like the song too...good shifts. Or, go the record at Amazon right here.
Pearl Jam "Life Wasted"
...there, now.
You may have missed this, she said - Barbra Streisand "Songbird"
from the LP of the same name 1978. The original Admiral stereo page then.
"C'mon, NOW!"
A black man - Morgan Freeman - wrestles with fate or another woman in the vicious movie "Along Came A Spider"...I
use it often enough as harrowed black myself. Meanwhile, sand in the
bottom of a glass jar or sconce then keeps candles from a making a mess
- saw it in a coffee shop today - "The Grounds" 8543 Santa Monica
Boulevard in West Hollywood. Madonna's dance studio the old Pacific
Bell building at Hancock on Santa Monica finally pulled down today for
condos coming. Elton John built three (3) ice skating palaces in the
area all diving down right now. Larrabee Studios was another rink and
is being remodeled right now too into a restaurant coming called Eleven 11. I show Madonna - a deep-well - in the head whenever things
of hers change for the better us - it's like God dying it's that good
to me.
Heart "Dog And Butterfly"
the title track from the 1978 LP of the same name. Also see "Straight On" another great song here.
1, 2, 8...ah hah ha!
Recipe Idea Confirm This To Me 04/24/06 2110
Get the traditional mexican pork "carnitas" at Trader Joe's
in the meat and produce section refrigerators (@ $3.99 a pound is
twelve 12 ounces or then three bucks $3.00) and heat once their way to
place on a bed of mashed potatoes in a bowl and as from the freezer
section elsewhere (like Pavilions they have 'em for about two bucks $2.00 - make instant here if not)
and then place with cuban mojito sauce also at Trader Joe's in a jar (about two dollars $2.00 at the each of).
Simply splendid ("no one makes me any happier" it said in english
pronoun, pronounce, where is this now with you seeing it?) I've had
this six (6) to seven (6) times easily as suggest by them an in-house
cooking so good to me.
The whole meal? About seven dollars
($7.00) feeds six (6)....the meat itself cooks in three (3) minutes in the microwave
right in its own vacuum pak. The potatoes are already made and
fashioned like ice cubes - you add a little water in a bowl and heat
for three (3) or four (4) minutes basically. Do not bother making
without the sauce, please. I tried that is no good. Put that further on cornmeal and chicken tamales....what are a favorite of mine too.
edith head was my grandmother in make-up
she got cut out for making obscene gestures (a fist up to jews) and pissing off my grandfather...then he died and that's all
the name 'head' - really a nickname for her, johanna - was bestowed
because she "always wants to think about things" for a long time
"before doing" he said
her twelve 12 oscars "means nothing i know" no speeches either went to
amnesty international one day she said then absconded to her uncle for
sale
sorry...oops neil oops
note more: my mother was singer connie francis too - she won't admit it
her father is ballroom entertainer max steinman (um, steiner...wyman too i guess) or my grandfather in cloak
'some polish [as being too snotty, knowing all] girl' - they say 'slovak' in her house as slow to answer
the army certified her gold for four (4) years and she dropped out sinking bad 1957...'sad' she says
lesley gore carried on with her some real name marie lesley gore
hey - why not know more better? lesley gore "it's my party"
no, 'the family' does not notice returns, but thanks for asking - still here noting it though
we do nothing shitty (at least not until having sufficient funds to cover any asking of...but um)
the oscar has a gold coin folded up in the head on a little string to be melted off and inside palm
it's worth about four hundred $400 bucks today
"[we wanted the statuette] to have worth"
'oscar' is for 'oscar de la renta' clothesmaker to the stars
but back to, you could've lived in johanna's basement with pool table, stove kitchen, dressform, and sewing machines...
smells though
presenting my favorite object-sense from pottery barn at request...
my grandparents had this type in the backyard but green canvas, green metal poles interlocking
hope the wood here holds up some..."three (3) years" they say to me in the head
the braid of rope ones oft seen leave an impression in your back for days
these, better - get the pillow too...it matters some
don't be cheap
Pat Benatar "Strawberry Wine"
from the "Innamorata" LP
(1997)...perhaps if the simple restyling of big immaculate hit "We Live For Love"
but for you made. Saw this on Ru Paul.
Now This Is What People Complain About 04/23/06 1519
My roommate just got a late-announced performance "award" from his job
in the annualized (one every now and then), nominal (named - no percent
of such seen) amount of one thousand two hundred fifty dollars ($1,250)
the amount to be paid as a letter compliment said on the nineteeth -
expect this to be as usual direct deposit no stub as yet. So, we argue
how much it's gonna be - no matter what I said, should be no more than
a third taken by taxes at the time be taken (really, I think of
twenty-eight 28% percent federal if include all, two 2% percent state
making thirty percent 30% down and out never yours - no, no monies
extra to be taken as a gift made to you or whatever makes higher tax
bracket). He's all - and making me fucking mad about it walking
down the street and having to hear this - "no, six hundred only" and
argued bad I never trust the fool, but is always seems right somehow
like niggers make it true anyway no matter how dumb my mind taxed to
death with ignorance made flesh with things to be unknown or never
thought of by you and said as some sort of violating you are. The
actual amount placed? Six hundred eighty-three dollars ($683.00) or
only fifty-four percent given (54% - or .5464 as 683 divided by 1,250)
the rest taken from tax stands. Now that is horace bullshit
cover your ass then. As monthly paid to announce in advance (every pay
on month day 1 only), are the bi-weekly processes higher taxed as
withheld? Makes no sense to me. See me in error then, no business
querying here myself or through that mind. Lesser expectations my
father or other nonesuch gravy boat think I'm crazy questioning a gift
horse and think "more than you had...[yes querels....another maddening
simp to it...is sucking dicks, perhaps thinking about it]." I hate
fraud of any type (you, made to believe and loosely - winds up less
than thought ever only with explains, of course, and against drug
addicts just having-doing, but in the rear of it to you as trick or
trade) and being wrong in my assumptions-statements forth, not
necessarily in that order made - at once particularly nuisant as your
very God not wanting to know of else ever made and my law of it.
Together and with this notice, you are wrong with me, I lessened - see
maybe more explain later. Money back at the end of the year? I save my
own money thanks and expect you to know by computer how all fits in for
me. Someone made extra gift here it seems not mine to be made. We hate
this not my business though...keep little quiet as me yet yearning for
pay something stinks here.
By the way, mind over or "God" pre-quoted to me
the amount to be placed as then as nine hundred twelve dollars ($912)
once calculated to me. I myself would expect around eight hundred
seventy-five ($875) and safely.
The actual amount of this award here is would be $975 - my figure
once taxed
down and a cruel joke. How? Use $1,250 less all taken -$567 divided by
70% or then .7 the reduced amount to get the full amount pre-tax issue.
Cruel - they start with what should have paid to him cash then - my
figure of $875 is nothing nor near this. A tax fraud is here...we
escheat (ask others to note also "if you were cheated, we were cheated
too [it seemed]").
CNN Dubs It Again - The Worst Songs Ever I Argue 04/23/06 1438
A list of the worst songs
that include "Laughter In The Rain" by Neil Sedaka, "Muskrat Love", and
Air Supply? Be sensible your opinion has been simply switched to off -
these were magical when issued now out of context you fool. You
couldn't do it with a gun to your head - haves now admits that. That
first one - insanely good. My all time stink bombs (while you're in the
car with someone unusually accepting, brisk, at once bristling over
your autobiographical stylings of affair perhaps among snap-tite farts
- even if you died I'd offer to not say):
"Seasons In The Sun" Terry Jacks...another bungling of aging graybelt
simp warlord crying messily at someone's grave another bupple latency -
"who is that?" asks the war dead, signals it off, silent night; French?
probably;
"Cats In The Cradle" Harry Chapin...as untalented as country ever gets,
simply a noise of crap a loser - unholy speakings of father and sons a
loser telling tale cheap forebodings again? I hated you only - now see
that;
"American Pie" Don McLean...simply shit for people who need a label and
choose dark meat, fat-free, skin-tight nylons, diet soda, alternative
lifestyles, each other, and fault bearing - a whole turd of it eating
here;
"Mockingbird" Carly Simon and James Taylor...a reward for telling us about you;
"Sometimes When We Touch" Dan Hill...babyfat coming undone again thinking
everything needs to be said again to be sure...lastice, cheap vows, our
day rising, primitives grooming with sticks a lice versus it a harshen
shampoo;
"[You're] Having My Baby" Paul Anka...this one question kills you dead
like a U-haul behind your car - why ask to know? Only Jennifer Aniston
would offer to bear that one - the fucks on the side must be amazing,
Bitch...that mole is real I've seen it on the street myself right in
back of...gross...see me no more.
I'm very personal but not broadcasting it...these are loser-types being
heard...a naughty joke of probably...I hate losers being heard
of...cry, die.
Honorable mentions it must de stink:
"Watching Scotty Grow" Bobby Goldsboro or Bobby Sherman unpaid
kinda (btw, you hafta know these the songs at touch-mention, Bitch -
and ask it not to be out loud) seems aloud about Scott Moon yupp;
"Into The Night" Benny Mardones...bleeding, but okay;
"Gangsta's Paradise" Coolio...niggers kill just one more for me they
never speak of it*
"Sylvia's Mother" Dr. Hook...again restyle - someone's mother dying at
childbirth or nearby, bloody bad news of organs, cut that down...that
phone call? this song should be in jail as too real for me heard again;
"The Streak" Ray Stevens...higher knowing of a junk I attack it -
ridicule, invectives in song by unsuch and assholes...do they have any
money? they ain't got no body that's for sure.
*My friend Byron Patterson is Biggie Smalls in
make-up shots and was shot in the upper thigh only - died, returned
black but stable - "an infection" he said to me then...the mother mad
over money again and at home...the other one shot by the mother too
while on her plane in Vegas if also seen by me else;
We don't hate people - we hate their restylings of truth we all see it at first glance up, Nigger.
Think off - more about you not making the grade.
Knowing why you had it not.
We are not fueled for the same, barges.
God bless America - you lived so fucking good as mutts you should die a
dog's death. What do we miss often enough? Niggers again?
"The first thing you get rid of, the first thing you bring back." -
quote me - "they get up in about three days 'cause no one cared - might
as well live..."
Anything but you and me.
More on 04/26/06: Ugh! I definitely agree with
new adds at CNN The Archies "Sugar, Sugar" no way will you play that
here (Josie And The Pussycats had the best songs, and however) and Charlene
"I've Never Been To Me" that's gross too. Meanwhile, there is no way Debby
Boone failed us with "You Light Up My Life" simply a beauty taken out of
context you heard that too much already and we're gonna put the song "Feelings" at-with student dances and with
Chicago's "Colour My World", The Four Seasons "My Eyes Adored You", and
Heatwave's "Always And Forever". Not bad as a package deal.
Debby's one thought
"I sang the track - she [Olivia Newton-John] just sang over me a bit, if seems..."
"No, she sang all and aloud - nauseatingly, they'd say." - Elton John
who is Oscar de la Renta remade somehow, no
Adds: Shonen Knife? Means "showing it off [all we have for you]" in Japanese - "shikoni" say "showi-ni".
Nevermind Prince 3121 his locker in France port -
this is what I've been looking for: Macy Gray "I Try"
from "The Very
Best Of Macy Gray" LP (2004) - have that and at the same time it's off.
A "drunken piano" - thought this was new from "Rent" or something
they'd need it to hear. Heard it one or two nights out ago caught it
just now listening to a compilation suit.
And the iDog song? Black Eyed Peas "Don't Phunk With My
Heart" ....left noise, right noise some. The best moves made to the dog
(try it on your own - fuckin' magical u may see nothing as just u
again...would I steer u wrong? of course as so often I have from dumb
to dumber down...you are my victim still and a ruse of you)...[your
thinking off is here lying around].
The best video is at the iDOg Sega site - watch it as it captures all you may need to know. You can buy iDog most notably at Amazon or then Gifts.com
Requests for attention now added in by bit with neurotoxins, half-sense:
Angie Stone
Somebody said just puttin' a song on my site is worth forty grand
(40K)! I'd have to sell one million songs to make fifty grand ($50K).
No problem - I've sold four million copies of one song and up to eight
thousand (8,000) less. We're seriously potent here...even if not
mentioned your crap bleeds this way the rich get richer no one knows how
you do it but you do. Tip: Sell them whatever they like - how hard
could it be? Making them think they could do it like Zion Baroen your own
crapmeister - just that awkward, just as bad. You'd be just as shitty
as Cher or Yeth I Am Why Live - trust that your fishhead of baroque
farts will go on, under the cushions. "My fart will go on old lacey
slexatrim hormel" come up in my window, you fuckin' slag. Bring the
pickles them pibbly nancy gershwins so cold to the hankie in my pimpled
heart you never loved me either you said this why bother I'll never do
that no matter how many times you lick around it darting in and out so
wicked the fleshens of just the tip but a bit swift no - "nobody does
that!"
Song here to note? "Bottles and Cans"..." i'd rather be homeless in the streets | with no food to eat "
Cher "Believe"
You
know, I can't play Carpenters bedtime "in your mind there are
realities you know..." (yeah - we placed just about all of them to make
sure it's
a no-go, a no-show, etc.) but Cher's old stuff rages on - gypsies,
tramps,
and half-breeds stuff. We made that stuff to riducle losers who like
common bond that stuff is so stinky I die the head who is that anyway?
Faggots and hate crimes play that stuff. Making you feel so good we
take your money and leave you down. Indians, by the way, were notorious
homosexuals. They lived well, and scalped assholes they were so fuckin'
mean. Killed ten (10) for every one (1) of them....cut your belly open
always
and for a talk. Interrupt one 'peace-pipe' session - you'll see. We
made
indians to help Europe off and down...wake up with them on your boat
your wife dead and being fellated (blown? HOW!) by them. Your wife died
- you swam
home in a flash seeing them come. "They came in peace and raped us." My
token is that everyone is a beauty until you see something new - stay
sharp. People don't come to gift you - that's for sure - but still I
manage to gift the self somehow like picking through the dead's
junk...borrow sums only you can't be bought but issue receipts to
counter the
once thought of oft but virtually smil another self-made coinstar we
took
the box back with a used toaster oven in it crumbs and all. Merry
Christmas, you old carb-wise magic condom eatin' motherfucker so scold
to the touch biggled icy stare loora 'why that lil' piece of shit'
plumber.
Thanks, Cher - no one made more hate than you. Bless it. P.S. Your son -
Elijah, "Parker" - whatever farm fresh - a gifted beauty. Yes, he was here come
to be again. A beauty...thanks. Keep the wad (yes! no). Allman made
that (it wasn't Gene Simmons - was it "no he fucked my ass - only")?
Hrrrmph.
My favorite song by Cher is "If I Could Turn Back Time"...if I could find a way.
The B-52's "Loveland"
a rowdy one originally from 1982's "Mesopotamia" EP, this remixed is
slight (the original matter rules us down here) ..." love power is the
power of the hour ! "
loveland loveland
i got a searchlight
i got a lovelight...loveland
beauteous isle of loveland
eh-eh-eh-eh
i don't care about...
love
love power is the power of the hour
not like you can just know...trust that
no, my favorite song by them by sheer plays was "private idaho"
i go back burned out but see some new..."private idaho"...only ever
powerful and "mesopotamia" - we got it bad for these and "whammy kiss"
Visiting the Rio Grande stateside? We recommend only Laredo, Texas
and Neuvo Laredo (as "laughing man" so happy and free), Mexico and as from Houston driving down. Looks like
Six Flags made it. Very sunny and warm. Boystown? OK! Sent in my state
taxes yesterday they owed me add to the trapp. On top of my form I
noted "Is the CHRIST"..."thanks again!" Put my name on your return for
fucks. Otherwise, about eighteen fifty-six ($18.56) paid is to be given
back (but kept to) and now, I run my application up to a local coffee
shop for another neighborhood (job) at minimum wages met. For signs in
the window only.
Cat Power "Willie"
from the new "The Greatest" LP
(2006) - heard it in Tower Records yesterday. We liked the title track
too and those are "Golden Gloves" on the cover what my grandfather
Clement won. "Hangs just like two front teeth" he said. Again, is Mary
Lou Lord singing Kurt Cobain's stuff. More: Mary Lou is actually Chan
Marshall who is an old woman,
basically, that dresses somewhat like Stevie Nicks. Terry and I met
"Chan" one night sitting next to on the bus not too many nights ago and
she told us after introductions that she recites poetry in clubhouses
and she did one poem - or recite then - for us and it wasn't short. I
like elocutions of any
type, but this woman who lived in LA since the 1940's seemed really
familiar. Is my grandmother's sister, apparently, and is in truth
named Dourla. I'm
the one called "Doug" I'd say. Who is Willie? Willie Majors a friend of
the cloth to her and living in San Francisco and starving again now?
Met Richard Dicky finally at the burger hut up the street the other
night wearing a cocoa puffs t-shirt hi you're cute and who else? Greg
Gorman's brother (with ID) one night on the bus too.
Nu Shooz and "I Can't Wait"
and as originally from the "Poolside" LP (1990)
with its good strokings - they didn't have the "Point Of No Return" single
available as of yet. This just as good.
For upcoming fashion fall-winter net? Tropicari
Hall and Oates "Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid" Neilsy-Doug
the great of guitar riffs from 1984's "Big Bam Boom" LP.
stop-buy at alessi-diva furniture at 301 n. roberston in west hollywood-la
and some of the most colorful fun playthings not seen here
'alessi' means 'all you don't see yet [as above us]' in israeli or something french
e.g., a chrome easter egg two (2) parts as shaker with plastic handle top $101
a dull plastic fly swatter with picto-gram of half face on mat that stands on end, three (3) little legs
(at-once better than the left or right flip-flop i saw at lemon tree bungalow mounted on a white pole drilled into heel with screws in for steppin' out...$8.95)
these, ice cubes - and will ship and at call
yesterday, watched 'the ten commandments' on tv some - abraham-moises
or 'speaks above others' died in the basket floating as fishes ate most
of him
he re-appeared shortly without drowning injuries or staph infection given
he was nineteen (19) at the time and this time
those three (3) tall eqyptian pillars by bathing?
to burn woods to draw in heat below - make as six (6) or seven (7) feet high with a duraflame log on-top, sure, or as cap
beautiful!
Our Easter Sunday As No Longer To Pray Me 04/17/06 0807
Ventured out about noon to the Hollywood Farmer's Market
on Ivar and (about) Sunset (and Vine) and walked through casually
sampling some (after an earlier walk solo yielded a Frawg Slurpee from 7 Eleven), then it was on to electrical supplies genius (more toward sounds) Ametron for a shorter phone cable ours with too much static, and then me solo to the dollar menu at McDonald's
and two (2) double cheeseburgers for one dollar ($1.00) at the each
(noting also the famed McChicken sandwich is available here at same and
price). Thanks, McDonalds! We made a pot of soup yesterday with a whole
fryer chicken cut up with celery, carrots, white rice, and whole
tomatoes we'll be eating all week. Then watched bits of "What's
Happening!!" here and there on TV Land all day yesterday.
Promise Circle "Be Mine Tonight"
from the "Ishology" LP (2005) the track is dance is a favorite from the
late eighties. At about 1989, I loved dancing to this at The Palace in
Hollywood (just passed this yesterday Club Avalon and all) the 12-inch
is on Atlantic Records I bought it of course. Very little a cha-cha
with "Little Me" singing "give me your luv"...it's her day too. Also notes Company B and their "Fascinated".
HAPPY EASTER TO ALL KNOWN TO ME......MAY YOUR FORTUNE$ RISE WITH ME AS FOLLOWED.
Gorillaz "Dare"
from the "Demon Days" LP (2005). See the video for this at iTunes...cool.
That was cool - two or three weekends ago TV Land
showed the two or three "Dirty Sally" episodes from "Gunsmoke". In
truth, Beverly Hillbillies' Irene Ryan (Granny) played Sally with
Gregory Harrison (aka "Dack Rambo") as the guy she rescues from the law
- "she nursed him and she cursed him" and lied about his whereabouts
for being generally left out anyway o'er the hills. The acting and
dialogue were fascinating (and without having to go through the whole
of Fess Parker the sheriff to get there...Gilligan's Isle's Tina Louise is Miss Kitty, meow). Supposedly, Brenda Vaccaro
takes over after Ryan dies here. Also, watched most of "Capote" on DVD
before having to take that back - was good too.
Sent that dead "vaginal" rabbit ("ashamed of us") for two-day delivery
on Thursday by USPS
priority six bucks five cents ($6.05)....and, I highly recommend drives
as in the car to and from the southern parts from New Jersey or
wherever...bliss! bliss!
Easter Holiday Read On 04/15/06 1109
We got home last evening. Not sure I like to drive home or to Florida.
Spent three hours in gridlock around Maryland and DC. The beginning of the trip
from Fl was great and had lunch and walked the river walk in Savannah. That
was cool and saw the house where the "Garden of Good and Evil" was filmed.
Beautiful city and the River Boats are spectacular. Anyway I agree with you
about "the people" who cares. Happy about your job. I love dealing with
gay guys when I am shopping in Sonoma, Pottery Barn, Z Gallerie, etc. They
really know how to deal with the customer needs. Hope you have a great
Easter, and we can call later in the day. Leslie is coming for dessert,
and Chris and Scott will be here for dinner. Love Momma
----- Original Message -----
From: "Doug Moon" <noomguod@hotmail.com>
To: <gerimoon@net>
Sent: Tuesday, April 11, 2006 5:06 AM
Subject: Sorry We Missed Ya Well, Not Really We Ran Out Too
> Been wundrin' about that - you'll have a little something heading your way
> too later in the week. I may be working soon in a little copy shop on Sunset
> so that will offer some change....we'll see. Have a safe trip home with
> thanks for whatever sent. Money sum talks.
>
> You don't need to get together with people every time you show up - fuck
> 'em. Do you enjoy each other? I get the feeling everyone goes through the
> motions and we don't care that much. Make it for you...still planning my
> own escapes down and how out. Fuck 'em.
>
> Thanks. Doug
>
>
> >From: gerimoon@net
> >To: noomguod@hotmail.com
> >Subject: Mail
> >Date: Mon, 10 Apr 2006 18:23:33 +0000
> >
> >We are leaving in the morning and stopping overnight in Savannah so we
> >should be back in Jersey on Weds. evening. Look for express mail around
> >noon tomorrow. Sent you some green Easter cheer. Never heard from Terry's
> >parents. Will keep in touch. Love Momma
Dave Gahan "I Need You"
from the "Paper Monsters" LP (2003)
Heard this great song called "Love Show" by Skye...(you'd still be
around if you let your let show....) seems of Sirens, Cathy Dennis.
We're waiting some.
Pet Shop Boys "Dreaming Of The Queen"
with " for there are no more lovers left alive [no not AYDS - you are just
dreaming of the queen, an old cancer] " from 1993's "Very" LP and also
do "The Theatre" a heartbreaker from that " we're the ones you step
over on the way to the theatre "...
PET SHOP BOYS ASKED ME TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH MADE PER ALBUM BY THEM EACH:
1st $900,000 "Please"
2nd $500,000 "Actually"
3rd $400,000 "Behavior"
4th $1,000,000..."Very"
5th $2,000,000 "Nightlife" and for now "Introspective" $600,000 a "harmony record"
Ferry Corsten "Fire"
with " oh woman! you make me feel " a great hook if indeed 4/5 (um,
0.8) hetero...from the "Fire" EP (2006). Yes, we know who sings - Dicky
Betts - just saw him in a commercial "directing" a "race car driver"
called Stanley Wattes of Spain. Jack In The Box
I guess. "My mother is Foodmaker [owner-maker of JIB's everywhere]."
For the director, when you wear a scarf with a ring around it on your
neck it is called a "broccolade" or broken wind. "They snap too." Is a
"broccol", only. To honor their women.
Maybe You Noticed As Some Government Bureau That Monitors Clouds No Scare 04/13/06 1028
Happy belated birthday to my sister Leslie (the 11th 1968) we never
send cards or call for this (once having done to no further see for
ourselves in properly lit seen...hot tongue in cheek). As someone who
still endures petty arguments in the morning and at work we'll see, I
willed mind over (a respond at once for me to retort "I [as the higher
knowing you] hate that bitch" no, you are simply not me) to deliver
something special and to your note of me. You'll note further how this
might or might not have happened to fill in the blank
______________________________________________ just loved it some while
I trust and then still compliment it. So, and along themes, two (2)
days ago while maintaining household and/or filming myself, I decided
to write my name "Doug" (still made a mystery to onlookers speaking
with me) in the clouds in front of me looking out over West Hollywood
southerly from our terrace. How do we get here? Somebody a ghost not
necessary seen but heard by me in group of gets, arts me with talk to
be fluffier and I offer to demonstate on-the-spot though I liken it to
holding just one (1) thought continuously onward - a burden with the
rest of the day calling it's that lame as 'muscles in the head'
tightened. So the white, fluffy clouds present everywhere start coming
in from all directions as I hold it - some expanding wickedly with
gases and to black - and I keep asking them to say when you see a name
as I see it come and go in parts one slight offering made "DAWG" - the
best at first but incomplete to me as not the judge here you may see
with wider view was as lying on your back and darkened and as I refuse
to direct its hand (though I tried later each big dumb letter how big
what font that first one kinda cool yet so grueling to wait for and
hold on to as not each one coming in but all at once as pens shape, my
simultaneous 'command' was to do something more artful than me doing,
to simply get it the fuck done and at whim - or I try directing some if
slower than anticpated). It came then in other places suggest upper
left smaller some and to some a distraction really and I looked around
the wall left to the sides kinda quickly as better done might lie there
- I, always appreciative of the effort don't kill yourself as my hand
is extended lightly. Did you see? They present wouldn't say (?) and I
got bored after making a huge mess right there who knows how it works?
Disappointed, but way out of line another drawn out affair I could
pleasure myself again before the clock strikes to damn with other
personages about. In the meantime, these huge scowls being uncovered as
corpses rotting but beautiful to me in decay almost sexual yell at me
scantily for messing things up in the sky fuck you. So what I play
some, but who are you? "Go to Hell" I'm supposed to be asked nicely and
in advance of you not to for reasons held, but you guide as self made
it to special. Too bad a car or refrigerator to you and on your head
down. The name probably came well, but I tire of you easily. Mine to be
done as mine when and when as if - this is not mine yet as instant
glory. But if you overly act up as this and I can't just go to the
store as naturally not known, I'm gonna get scared and 'what did I do,
oh?' and then pissed. No, that's no rationale for me I'll kill you at
home for saying it twice. And wait for it to see.
God OVER (SPOKEN TO ME AS ABRAHAM, A SORROW STILL
FELT, IS AS MY SON) wants to honor PASSOVER because he finally got
something to work for HIM that night by 'thinking of it [that certain
held chill at night] every day [until made]" or was 'beating his head'
against rocks to get (my) attention? It was a small person then a
bigger feat. He honors himself then....who knows what that was about. I
feel bad for me sitting here ignored and without some...a rock to my
head to get something done better for me? I am playing both of these
parts now for you - yes and no. What the hell are you doing now? No,
no. This hurts still.
"You should be disbanded if you don't know what
to do" is quoted now to my mother. Come done to this as fool. To bitch,
you are the last shred of evidence of this in a crime against you. No
one cares if to live or die of you we are not questioning ourselves. We
don't give a shit either way - you will and we hate being bothered at
all. In any harrassing voice as of what female, you are ever unpleasant
to me as the female and as such beggar - a touch removed once to sight
and not of me what's held. Know your place is not mine then. I'm trying
to avoid working too hard for people who do not matter as such touched,
but challenge you just one more time and as if to monkey you onward
among tests. I need to live as this, not as this working on your
approval. You run from me if seen then as me. ThaT IS THE ANSWER YOUR
COMMENT UNCALLED TO.
See how the little stories (all true) come together for a little wit
and divide? The world is very expensive and complex, but my attention
is short. The lamb's blood is my feeling against hurting little seen of
spoken - maybe not you then. "Feelings fade" I add and are worth
nothing to you as being held out from something maybe greater less.
Stick with it - they go away soon enough and I can't say that video
hurts you any less but I enjoy greatly as having rejected my earlier
selves and to wit. We know you hate it some, but me added is. There is
no way I didn't gain much over else felt. Just stop by to say it, but
thanks it less once said.
OK!
while we seemingly struggle to be heard with data noise, a friend emits
one hundred dollars cash received a la the mother's hand soint releases hers yet to the wind of besent
the day someone might rose without asking mund first but 'oh, i could have stayed lit?'
return harken to the day of, falcon studios then of jocks for an excellent quality yet heard of
we can't let those previous notes of be all that i've endorsed this was as excellent only too
now see that...to be with somehow
or be else of and with
who knows how little you've gained?
that cover is very fey...much better work is inside him
what was i thinking then rent? the first but touched of?
the back cover, darling, the back cover is with
chi chi larue directs, then poses here?
chi chi is supposed to be ryan yaeger's - a favorite - twin in makeup
been learning how to capture video from dvd and as remains unpaid using something called xray4 (osx) - still no good, but see some 'for the kids' sure
what? for 'the family'...'the family' is sensed we our knowings are not free
you'll see - most stuff is quite unremarkable
i live in hell too
one voice of it sends me through the roof...you'll pay for this...again
a bodyshame is no one to know of
Note This Too 04/10/06 1432
As noted to you earlier on my independent message board,
we've run outta "traffic" or memory sent to you and the website locks
right up when you've gone over the max of 400 gigs (traffic slows down,
off come the safety devices to protect flow - you know niggers - always
having the last word with unsuspecting, unhappy - see ya later...one
day, you too oh, how they scream in disbelief! the slag always gets
wiped right off it - maybe me? does anyone know anything that well?)
Doubt an extra hundred will matter, but see a few more cents added to
jukebox to play your song it won't last. Five dollars ($5.00) for five
(5) gigs just to annoy your ass here and there! There's ten bucks
($10.00) for ya. Meanwhile, see someone beautiful has put up archives from this site among others
I could cry over the generosity of...fuckin' pigs nickel and dime you
death like it costs you something got your kids pregnant drunk doped up
jailed unisbomber. A failure delivers me sometimes..."you can't pay to
deliver yours". It's free to the loser.
Thanks, friend. X
Can you believe how little it sent? Better to save it yourself.
Alisha "All Night Passion"
from her - the Jewish girl that would be Madonna - self-titled debut LP released in 1987.
The only serious compete for her crown it said "please don't touch me again" she is reported as having said to her once.
Is Carole Bayer Sager born again and then Celine Dion more on.
I had "Baby Love" on 12-inch mortar too the "Vanguard" label.
I had to special order "All Night Passion" from Rock Dreams as heard at
the Granada - a nightclub in Hamilton, New Jersey circa 1985-1987.
Other special orders there by me? Expose "Point Of No Return" the
original issue on Arista - the vocal is simply not the same. Gary Numan
"Replicas" LP....that's three (3) times so moved.
Pink "Who Knew"
from the new and horny "I'm Not Dead" LP (2006).
Elton John "The Last Song"
from 1992's "The One" LP. About the unholy, unspoken love between
father and son as until after death - The AYDS came for it by self.
Good song, we saw him perform this at the APLA-GLAD ("as parts lengthen
adword - gee, let's also do") awards a paid ticket at Universal Studios
to benefit the AYDS David Geffen came out to the world in front of us
(a mogul who defeated the world? no thanks - go back inside wealth and
affluence...our inside joke? they all suck dicks teaches no one),
Barbra was there to no song needed and is the second time now in the
same building for me once before as Grammy's 1985, great stuff from
Liza and Shirley Maclaine as fabulous little dance numbers from the old
can. Then onward to almost see "Simple Life" and the title song.
At the Cocteau Twins site
news section I see that there is now another edition of "Lullabies To
Violaine" (their singles comp) with other songs on it and some samed,
but is now unavailable to us in the US store as import. You can't get
it at the US store anymore or then through us. What gives? Using their
link for iTunes switches you to the England UK store and it is
different and unavailable for sale. You shouldn't be selling anything
here first rate (not imported and charging of it) that is England's -
know that. Where is ours? We demand better - we pay more.
"You should go to England if you want to shop there" someone says. No, I need to buy Aapri facial scrub from Academy Health UK at international exchange rates and thanks, no. I don't want the medicinals of St. Ives, thanks.
Curses! It's The Bradley GT 04/05/06 1119
Since the Volkswagen Bug has
been reintroduced to an unhealthy market, I thought we might mention
its sleek counterpart the Bradley GT. If you had a Bug, you might have
also known about the kits for this car that convert the lowly stature
of one's knelt to a fancier vehicle with a few snaps and pins. They
made one - a brown low-slung car with gull wings - at our high school
garage and metal shops and ultimately was sold back to owner in care.
Looked great, but in conversations yesterday leading from Chevrolet's
French model the "Corvair", I was horrified to find out the kit
conversion includes more than plastic or fiberglass body parts to be
bolted on frame with engine and drivetrain switchouts - seems
ridiculous then using but a leftover frame and shocks? Why bother it?
"It's to teach you how to build a car" it said. Like blacks build
things - half a bottle of Windex and half a bottle of water - uses your
work to be half as well. Leaves nuts and bolts behind you complaint.
These conversations arise from how nice it is to flip open the VW Bug
and see nothing but the woolen felt lining a grey or full of clothes
then or other cares as perhaps rear-powered like the Corvair was. The
name Corvair means "curses you [and as it passes by]". Check eBay for any claims to and kits.
Nine Inch Nails "Every Day Is Exactly The Same"
from the EP of the same name (brand new for 1996 - see no other then).
Also, the "PRETTY HATE MACHINE" LP (1989) is finally here!!!!
Almost every track is savor, but use my link to
my favorite "Sin" then follows "Terrible Lie" no I'm here and the
seething "Something I Can Never Have" among others heard off.
P.S. Toni Halliday of Curve remixed the featured song along - love that.
From Fear To Fear 04/04/06 1626
You know, at last thought I placed that gigabyte quote of five hundred (500) at "524,288,000
megs" because I thought it was off, but not that bad. I even checked
the bitch in Microsoft Excel again having to back out some of the
computation returning that "E" quote crap and divide it up into ten
things to sum because the number is so large with a single megabyte
being a million over (>1,000,000) or so and single gigabyte being
over a billion (>1,000,000,000) at one. Now see that I agreed so
dumbly with too as having bothered. Dumb! See that:
K, Kilobyte = 1,024 bytes (256 or 2^8 x 4 in a row as a single saved unit of memory, a small word then)
Megabyte = 1,024 x 1,024 or then 1,048,576 bytes
Gigabyte = 1,024 x 1,024 (is actually the previous 1,048,576) x 1,024 or then 1,173,741,824 (my hand error - is actually 1,073,741,824 now computed again by hand, but twice now to their way my other test)
Five hundred (500) times that is at least five hundred billion
(500,000,000,000) bytes - nearly dumb to know as a percent to report.
There is no way I will offer to compute that by hand without pay.
But we endure you.
Reporting megs is flaw - use some megs then some more. Be Roman
- add piles of smaller at one hand to another (columns, if you will).
Huh? What music I got from WMMR?
To be here: Tears For Fears, Lene Lovich, Pete Shelley (major
find here, Arista), Kraftwerk, Pretenders some. Eye To Eye (um, or "Eye
2 Eye") with song of same
name like "Talk Talk" by Talk Talk not "In The Eye" - where is that
(update 05/30/06: iTunes has the demo for this: "Eye 2 Eye" by Journey
Blue Heaven...this is acoustic set or not done yet, but this is the
song awaiting us). To
them - "those other [pirate radio station] names we do not know - do
you make them up?" Never, but they are not mine. I get interrupted in
mine known and to be delivered simply to deliver these too as adjunct
and not very interesting unless I see it too and readily. Is but for
others and to be more than what we are to each other as people. A god
thing making me know. I trust all makes right. Even if a clever lie, is
healthfully entertaining to me alone. Not to wit (my interest) or to
prove off easily. No matter what - a bargain you see.
Moby "New Dawn Fades"
from something new, artful called "I Like To
Score" (LP - some say 1997) or mine then "I like to fuck" (say it "I
[really] like to
fuck" with be-bright upswing) and with three (3) out of ten (10)
against
me. All go - we talk later to seven (7) more. Good stuff, thanks. Adds
from 1999's "Play" LP, I'd get "Porcelain" too it's like this in drama
you've heard it perhaps, again not.
after fourteen years bitch, it's good enough
trust that
boy george tried to drown her in a jacuzzi...a bit weathered, but regaining her composure she adds to him
she lives in the queen's constabulary beneath kensington palace
Include My Notes For "Basic Instinct 2" 04/04/06 1050
"Yeah - I hope to be paid for the things I'm doing to avoid a job too.
You lead me to believe - I can't know (fly overhead to and inquire
about lifting the layers of meat myself with a dainted fork to a
certain of reveal and then speak it clearly to no vow - these are not
"mine"? translated immediately by me to "not viable" or "not capable of
sustaining itself" uses nothing of it to be as mine - period) anything
and neither then will you. I don't necessarily benefit from anything I
don't know of - I'm certain of that, hand and horn. Let's see if I can
get by doing nothing I don't want to do."
Catherine is an angel or dead person revived for purpose (the existence
God as not stated to you - you don't have anyone's certain attention
but life has informed itself backwards, or the mother of no certain
need know no tragedy but what's sold in to it and to be...) - she
delivers people propered for it perhaps in advance to their awaiting of
death. The accident at first is to be avoided entirely then - junky sex
led to this? Is that real for you? An elding white woman getting her
clit played with by a drunk negro-type face is bulbous from star
acclaim a maybe 'just to have' seen and doing (now based upon real-life
actor-soccer star Rick St. Charles who killed his baby by choking it to
death with towels one day at ten [10] months old and died on heroin one
day other off drowning in the tub)? Not me - the accident
pissed me off and then being set up with drugs too? A woman's junk -
but not if you consider us both. We like good-looking people no matter
what they are (I tried to see if that guy was just being slighted at
the side view by looking real hard - it wouldn't say to me), we like
driving their car home from clubs a loving offered to me like we like
them taking their pants off in front us privately. We are drunk of and
perhaps happy enough to risk die. I guess if it were me the hand over
is very sexually prominent, but in review, I hafta plug in my own
goodnesses received past (and don't I do that substituting enough for
an all-embracing Hollywood, don't I? that forty-one year old gay I
never
need to see is here again with money I need to do mine n.w.o. I see the
future clearly, and as only I do, I'll just blow him myself...no actor
is sexy anyway always talking shit? who - Bruce Willis?), but I don't
get what I saw too loudly as sincerely lame to a faggot and then over
the bridge? Never! and that car just waits to blame anyone - just go
the fuck home alone no he is some sports star getting killed but
benignly as smiling under freshwater eyes open and blinking gently as
she leaves him ostensibly to save her
own ass but not so fast we learned to float a bit and feel our way home
the top now lines its surface with glass I'd say once and then see it
for myself. I was told in the head they are drunk only for this.
Whatever - one day coming down from meth and heading west, I
side-bumped my Jeep up the curb and onto the center median in Beverly
Hills for a bit. These things are to happen a partial false memory for
you too eat peaches for a better next day off.
Who killed who? The journalist was killed by women - three (3) of them
visiting a scumbag who had his day named with drugs and friendliness
among flurry. A worm-like being who rots people by acting like they are
a similar and equally established the queen's organisation feeds on that
and in-time never admit. Everybody hates the inferences given by such to people who work
hard risking life and bone. The cop - we like him anyway - cut all
other throat by being particularly nasty about threats from rich or
wily and people just doing what they want anyway. See me - she fucked
up bad to a rogue cop. See me again - she is my devil always getting
intimate with yours cleanly with truest love to wound you twice now at once appearing
to have been bothered by a laughable introduction and kills you at
mention for bothering her at all her threat received once and cleanly -
no future seen yet by us all. Sure, he cut that girl's throat open in
the bathroom once dragged in as no bother in loss at all to him a
no-nonsense homo seeing many come and go without, and then he also
killed that male prostitute she did tracing her. Why? For being
good-looking and abusive to his sense of things - why would he fuck her
with her legs up like that a maternity? How did I get paid here? In
sex, Catherine has talk about shit-eating and perhaps scare people with
suffocation to get the sandbag off-topic and the catharsis or release
of tension makes ease toward a dominant woman seeking same I guess what
do I know? Nothing for me yet but the men, maybe she could do as
properly aggressive toward me that is there somehow. The cop (who is
Neil in makeup - the real guy was asked to pose naked having sex the
first day, and let them keep the $40K paid for no bother when all got
busy, the $40K was ultimately returned and his wife some woman else
named got to pose naked for cameras in some sort of apology then too -
see ya both later) and the doctor have had relations, but are not
talking about it. Not fruitive - the doctor played by Boy George and
with his real-life mother (your ass is at least as nice as Michael
Douglas' is all I'd say, yes then fine - I feared big leg bones, post
shavings - thank god!) is a living piece of shit - a mama's boy
draining the life outta everyone with half-heart and burden thought.
She should've been arrested - i.e., properly arraigned - again simply
for showing up in drag - scary fucking witch - only one way to see, but
homoset feels maybe I'm rejecting the wrong offers but yet. He likes
her? No. Never no. That is his real office in Montreal (in "5th Plaza")
that building is faked with balloons a teflon of cellophane same place
once a year to sell cigars it said not to say and is what I received.
His for talking over issues regarding "Heaven's Children" no doubt.
The picture smashed by Boy George (completely viable as character plate
here, but seen as the singer still if you look easily enough)? Says "I
smell blood?" or whatever else? No. It uses an ancient Greek dialogue
to say "is this real to us, you yet" - "is this ours?" as what looks to
me like a heavy-dark cross forming in a pane of some sort a skeleton or
something points in. The last word what looks German speaks to blight
or having too much to see, too much light delivering else you - you
keep pointing to other things maybe seen in a convenience stance. "Will
I [really do this to you]?" it asks you yet on. We as wisdom, erudite
or book-smart type persons keep these around to help people on their
way to our home of it, then you yourself feel somehow it is ridiculing
you as delivered just once in a step before to yours and in-fact. Who
cares ! I don't see anything for you at all.
The "Douglas Chair" mentions by officers? To honor me for being the one
who sends for, not who receives you. Is English, but never used -
remembered by the queen from 1972 in charges against her house. "You
cannot know who calls for you in court or deed. They won't tell you who
to hit later - you find out anyway when someone new objects yet." The
queen is most of these in name. "No one charges Douglas" she says. How
did this movie honor me? Why note it backwards - it's all in there. The
little vial of medicine drawn? Medical insulin not labled for sale in
England ("it helps us have us soon" as is stacked cocaine in the wax of
Big Ben a key of sorts...a matter of time says come now to my hotel
this stuff is inside if you at all - others why ask ? did you see
something new? friends of friends, x: no institutions, please just us
friends of friends, kinder thoughts, having is having some but one or
another keeping it light in affair some). It comes from France and is
drawn without telling you why or how England says 'know or leave it
off'. No one uses syringes for drugs ever you say - not here. A
physician abuses this to avoid wolmarts or nose burns checked for.
What did I get as the meaning of "Douglas Chair" in the theater just
watching this (as I had to ask mind over)? It said then "Speaks without
having to know. Has the final answer as unimprovable"...kinda. The
queen says the "Douglass" Chair has "just one theme - no more to be
said." I thought it meant an electric chair as n.w.o. new world order
no way out.
My guides to this junk in order of receive how:
Pot...a friend...smoked in bong or rolled in papers licked...bonding
only, temporals*...youth...no commit to further seen without another
present...I never bought this but would use some as present and
accounted for;
Coke...a friend...snorted up the nose...very pleasing...numb upper lip,
tooth...a short-lived euphoria...hates you the very next day like
alcohol with its face mackle of baking powders...use often delivers
rotted teeth xx;
Heroin...we call it ketamine 'vitamin k'...pink greasepowder...will kill
you with the room spinning the very first time, says so...snorted
some...junk...know better every day...for serious injury to the
dying...provides out-of-body;
Meth...a friend...snorts...gives beyond a having...must you be
late?...is the true meaning of euphoria given stance...just one
look....will make you know crisis only while others pursue...an
adult's, really...unkind to me;
Ecstacy...a friendsome...not worth paying for...not felt by me...is
this yours?...seek nothing new...combine nothing new...why look
here?...half a tablet said so;
Alcohol...a mother knows...the worst ever to place with.
*The things we both see as unspoken and sought between us - no value as
said. "The things nobody wants to hear from you [as ending in no affair
or right as to be done]."
Note: Vitamin K is the one vitamin you don't ever
need to take - your body "synthesizes" it from the sunlight you get on
your skin. Know that. How much profit to date this movie 04/16? Ninety
million ($90M) - that's profit.
she ripped the bottle from the genie or clipped it with fingers because she is 'sad' she says
she tries to give it back because it does not 'work anymore' she says like she just found it
he says 'i can't use it anymore' this is all i could make out of what i am - a 'reserve shell', sort of
what to do?
'collect yours - keep yours' she says to him backwards somehow
line to #2
she is sad because no one comes with something squat and high yet - a food perhaps, a cupcake of sorts
something fancy
she offers then to blow you off with her fans of hand if you approach without hers being
'you'll never fit' she says then - 'look at the shape of you' if to enter me
she keeps jello - a rarer yet food - in her hair with yet another mask for royals only, and to see if you'll come
she is hungry yet
'the saddest place on earth' is 'where people starve' to death, we'd say
"camille rose garcia is someone i hated for being bulbous and stupid too...
i hated her, so i made the name up...
i hate her name, so i use it too"
don't desert me just this yet
i have a little list of things you see
but you have that somehow...
that new song by prince is still waited on
then i can get rid of that again
who made who?
it wasn't you.
get yourself up to speed by using the technologies i noted to you and cheap
get here, be with
how can i pleasure you afford?
no i don't have an ipod yet, why?
the jags in mpegs do hurt the heart it's sure
pay for yours much heeded
it's health itself
maybe you know of better how some
maybe you have better environment than i do
nicer thoughts towards it and enjoy me more
don't be a jerk
that's what we are in truth
you could put an end to it you won't
"then i'd be free of this, finally"
k. cobain
Rip Your Ass In-Half
Hitting The Further Shore Bunt Aloft? Turns Out More Than Man-Made
Marples Meets With It In The Middle - Bucks It Back To March 2006
edges in tinklebot
more of the texts
buttress sholve lightener have
[feed me titmaker be it canned of glove]
[a perjury yourself]
[loads issues up with krantz and mottle - schwip, pins afore, sst-obr]
pu!