Not yet will you...but just $20 later or sooner you. A pure plasma star
heats up your heart...
Corrects September 2007
"Bring the skin flute to me...FOB." Like SOB ("short our burgls"),
perhaps you could reconsider "freight on board" or then "free on
board"...any shipping costs packaged as it were for charging the
recipient on invoice. We pay the costs to deliver here but not the
taxes on shipping perhaps (a taxable service for most). Bill to us
receiving? FOB destination. "FVB" leaves me cold for you but is somehow
artful, elegant. The computer his and not very magical to no meaning
for me. Best way, method. Fastest delivery all sent versus (nexus, one
next to the other - maths that don't matter are permit) the "possible"
best price. "Possible" means you ask someone for more info mostly. You
shouldn't be doing anything out of the way or with yours (what isn't
asked of and is unusually)...see the shelf only. Alot of people get
'extras' only to be confused about their givings of self (um, vexus).
See the shelf bare when paying only to be your quest. Next month you
won't hafta pay rent...hand to mouth only. Eats everything gained on
the spot? That's a gibbon - has everything it wants always with you
"Doing yours without you? Study parameters - the heights and
depths you never reach less the places you rarely go inside." - dM who
only ever sees lights flicking with voltage anyway you measure it not
well sound out
"I don't wanna be you - I want to have better but with you an
afterthought only. Better can be another day without you but having the
same." - dM who says we'll work on it anyway you slice it
I don't hate people. They hate me and are sometimes stupid. I feel bad
for them only or are legimitized against them...still working on that
one have it now. Food for the thought...fool for the thought. Last to
know, last to arrive home...it's the last to be known, if truth be
told. "Love is a for-better word." One world wonders, another one
stays. "For what forth should one wander the world?" I'd rather light a
candle to your darkness rather than know your thoughts...a penny toward
your thoughts? "If a match made in heaven..." A stitch in time saves
twine...where no laughing mattered. You've muss'd up mistaken. It's
hard to pay for 'just bread' if you've already eaten.
It's all good - the law's still hassling with the rep of it.
here's the homemade of video in
our perfect language age - says the muse now 'only you know' my feel is how much can you
stand to know and violate the protections sought? the motherings here too great to
check out these lyrics at sing365
if interest persists - simply evil cataloguing or making fit do
'for phoebe a still a baby' cocteau twins, 'blue bell knoll' lp 1988
what you get for asking, being that helpful ever onward
the album cover is fingers of abraham carolyn's cowering fingers too
young to die in lunchmeat and adds bel canto a couple sunglasses man
and female witch long hair upside down
little phoebe [baby in german freak language, alts 'flakey' never
reliable as then fleshen comes undone] how am i seen? [you are the head
of a dead baby black with rot covered in swaddles - should no one ask] looking at [alts 'looking glass'] sabrina [if you grew up, maybe
you'd be more exciting than me and look it - see bewitched 'sarena',
correct pronunciate 'serena' the most embarrassing word here]
little mickey [microphone, as
saying for me first by sight] have a good time little fun [alts 'feel offend'
if you touch it the baby as held or to look for yourself] and tuck you in
no sense [alts 'holding hands']
to me child but [don't ask why, i can't ever say it right enough to be
understood or guide you - a sicko left out] you'll do [no matter what and
still for the call] no lonely heart [you don't have
to be alone in that waiting of no one who cares] enchanted heart [you don't have
to be in love a fool for the eventual fall of this a sickness one and
another off] this final chapter [alts
'child'? no backs 'so lonely child'] don't send [alts: tend...]
little makey [make things move
for me, happen as people give this of us]
have a good time give offend [do your part
as left to know my own joy to be only] and tuck you in [then you sleep
by me some]
flowing fields to me child [ever
fruit ever more] a fevered head [one who thinks
too much and of having yet day versus no flight] no lonely heart enchanted heart this final chapter [no more
potential of hurt to resolve] not yet send [let's leave it off
like we don't wait for their ashes either you are free yet offend for
me i'm still here] [so descend - not yet joy us,
so no one shared the love we had
[seems alt 'hurt' but contradicts...watch mp3's, codes feelings change
says 'holding hands' missing in action] no one shared it
Well, now that that's quite over here at January 3, 2009 (seems like we
ridicule the dead somehow...I hafta listen to your make-meanings to me
while you count the cost backwards, add some quietly I refuse you after
entry and anneal as you must do same you don't count my hungries by
eating with me all's-the-same ever thought to be same...make of yours
here, have a point to yourself, have that point made by unless else too
we add up greats not changes of one mind for one hairbeing) you see
nothing more will come. If you say it, you will be known to have said
of it once, twice and by the self once, twice. My greatest thoughts
known to me now: nothing sent, nothing said to be more you alter your
books not to be mine. Say nothing of it. Six months more and those
spend money only (schools of it, where it is finally have said) will
act accordingly having spent nothing yet. You never matter to private
appeal (not this brand ever yet so cheap) and we get back to what's
real your overall body and face in that order what? why? The sounds say
why care first and last? Care is sure of it a value.
You can't care any more, huh. I care about other things withholding me
from saving you some bitter expense. The gift given by you is bitterest
to be and with me a bitter lifestyle. I am the stuff of your dreams
bitter to else, not surefire in tell-me-why-you-and-begin-again tactics
(the 'first-time winner' ever onward that lucky butt). "I dream of
being with me only [lying around in but the slavic universal languages
of smelly graves french-naked eating your cat and poking out each
others' eyes for off swims a shark]" you surely come in to be later.
Huh? Say we're middle class only - the rich (kings of men paying them
eachly) know God (all secrets minds tied together and made to see
itself for no problems, the gloucester new jersey fisherman lowering
camera-clouded eyes of lure on long black dials) for sure. They expect
each other only as I will myself to be a churl or girlish frighten of a
ball that comes to see right away if scared of new knowns about me not
knowing the better brand of lube. Middle class opens the door with no
hesitation ever (is termed 'ebullient' expecting 'it' yet as no say
hence for blacks, say is 'bald' baulb the clinical fashioned vulbaba
'boulba' sliced in all the way and clerical - we'll have more if they
actually get some hair to be there by combing a trout 'dna' does not
agree, allow, argue, ask, affirm, anecdote, attend, afford, ameliorate,
accede, accept, amend, avedon, apres or then moiussen aves atape, yves
saclame mont)...one neighbor signals it's okay to knock with a red
paper ball taped on the front door but won't say (I place pennies
outside door to confirm our channeling, if changes your sex gender -
never think for the montages quite frankly dead in advance of taking
they get surprised ben-atompte losses greater than having been, too). I
say it's okay, but never should such kingdom slage and be come. You
never question each other crown (if le must, I'll hafta see something
else for me) it's the poor (ly articulated or having no names of me
yet) we hate seeing to have it go (my word: 'aloof', you also firmed
sucked my cock and with mine and I'll have that middle name etched in
green biscomb sugarglass pricks by then - a hot pot of water and you've
got sunshine all over the streamings you now boat). Do poor (s'pores)
write books? Yeah! About having 'sex' - you can't keep that for longer
than you can pay for it sometime slobber (you are no secret person I
said not to your dumb, fat ass seen plopped and sleeping soundly as if
yet eating by an open-range oven door is not dinner and a movie yet).
That's is God's life of reinterpreting the self for no interest
pre-paid even if one sleeping-waking erroneously notes a still hanging
by neckties as if truly 'shot by self' your white temperature button
remains unpopped to be up in my ass now. I hate things coming done too
soon nevertheless where is mine to pop up into you? Still sleeping
soundly with and without one 'glass onion' it stinks like vapor in me
ass yet poof! If you ever watch me jerk-off (the right thing, the right
time else be t-rex - imagine there's no 'you too' ever just me no saint
sent nor fool: so people hate their bodies only see me come cheap again
fisting my ass with candy rings on), you'll know why most won't mention
it past making their meaning clear. In "Weird Science" shaving cream
demands assistance from the next lesser fool, privately. It's right
there I tell girls ask no one again they hafta tell you.
This place is made to be stupid - thrown out on it's ass when seen by
better be dumb. You don't seek and certify me bald you slag. Taupe
(black and white meets sweat, piss - a rent, your then plastic seat)
about town you pay people to whip it up and someone notes one day
they'll know why so much fast pass tv. You don't need interiors if you
can't get past bald just ahead as 'with you' noting feminine (odor,
o'dear...oh, honey) nature of surest safeway seen to be said lasp. What
if we both die spending yours reversing to account? We didn't die in my
story book - the page turns at dime usually and there it is a taupe
about town. That is real. Wealth is bother to me you know it first
on-demand you know 'navajo white' (the off-white choice of paint to
renters) only. If I sense you picking through suicides with exclusions,
off you go down drain to see where they actually come from.
See Patricia Neal is Dottie West and high school French teacher Naomi
Gale before whatleft of June Allyson-Shirley Jones got a NYC restaurant
at night and needed to get out of spending her life "teaching pricks"
(give everything they gave they need it right back as one faggot notes
his schoolteacher wristwatch inside wrist as curled against such taking
thrift, your 'consternation'). Is Pochohontas (I worried about having
black incestry only - what is 'Indian' anyway? Good immunities? Guess
AYDS). Thank too. Get that. Group name 'Til Tuesday is me dressed up
and young, dumb (we are women to us until men save you keep both
nothing or have them both at once you will be nothing forever trust
that - winning against good-looking touch-false 'Schwarzeneggers'
schwarzkopf whatever only to unmask their hate at you leaving see
"Predator" and argue
with us - I take no prisoners to harken with
unseen aliens as hairbeing radio 'you hear even when you sleep' killing
machines...good looks versus injury and about is quieted there he
rejects the military's broken center jaw with muscle left to be clothed
under still seeks me - so threatens this life as murderer must be spot).
'Til Tuesday is Tuesday's child never knows - until you know better re
the unseen at a ten (10) year shaving more of it down throat (see New
Jersey wash my hate down your very drain). Dumb bitch, but is God
hopeful again with you at helm. Next band practice but not after
Monday? A good feeling but unlasting from going to church both truer in
it but be better known as nothing new just you. I have majors a guilt
complex only - the real me unpressed down to face black cock no man no
matter - versus the real me you don't matter like that or as in a
thought. No one cares about you this way (if they do, you got some
wrong 75%, 5% is me seeing you yet me). We redo to our care later and
you were there only like salt and pepper arguing with tabasco brand sauce on a
mustard-yellow lazy susan* while going around the table - who got taken
more "and but with scrambled eggs [still cooking outside of the pan I'd
add again]?" Who asked? I make you know when ? I can't stand to know
yours any it more and pay my rent. Patrick Cassidy is our sometime
dealer living with stars and other nonesuch with us. One dress gray
ago, I get to wear New Orleans and live like we do here but with rich
graveyard niggers in attendence to us. I've had cocks in my ass, sure -
but one day expect to be better at it and with me creating hernias. You
don't eat nothing here to say it well - you'll die trying on me hole
the actual 'holy see' (hold, we'll then hafta 'see', mary see). Right
now I'm working on my gravestone for you to give me: two gumby-like
star children holding papercut hands and taking flight abance waving
around you dance flame. More less art later. Hate? You are female body
naked of grass and rolling over each other fatly as cows at wood fence
to get nothing but same view. Mine to be yours. You don't undress that
to me. I didn't hafta be this to see you being that for me.
We spent everything I had it all beggars too...nihilisms (means you get
everything back one day? very carmex,
[though everyone knows and rids these, car mexican] very symbol rich
[no opposition versus weight] never knows much sex s(c)epts granting of
to others as eats little of it).
When you work for people (they find you solemnly agree to pay, but
after you - no pay is said no money after all no king no further say,
no, and you?) you can't dial up my fact among fictions (intelligence
dials esp) with this shit outward, but on a boring evening close by I
suggest you clue in. No one hints at me, they re-address theirselves
briefly. You can't pursue me bargains here with ips crisco in
languages. Sort you upwards as I envision being hauled into court I
never answer willingly jail to make true a statement of many ironies
('you are no one' but kind and worrisome buys death simply but at home
later with many gas surgeons mask of ghost nature...trust me you needed
to be less). They were lovelier hates than you think...prove nothing
'sit if i'll be the shit' for the moment.
Pet Shop Boys Unclue: "Opportunities" on the first album but "Please"
as meekly seeking own on radio hit masters won: ' i studied at the
sorbonne | i doctored in mathematics | i could have been and done ' not 'been a
don' beneton beneficiary no benedon male donatella don't tell a soul is
female or godfather really equals never give people heaven -
we have theirs in ours seeking same but as unknown...hopeful. You spend
your body getting rich and known against time. Be there for the
opportunity our special to no one you know not the recognition you are
now firmly locked out it says as a grave of once having being. Priest
proaching at night, fading you down. Wicked witch of the west in the
video you came to take from me, and I take from you as only all still
*Usually a plastic
turntable that you keep condiments (e.g., ketchup, A-1 steak sauce,
etc.) on to take and place back for spinning around and avoiding
reaching and having to ask for items while eating. Used in cabinets too
where ours (indeed mustard-yellow) rests to this day. The humour is
called "aperture" to me - you depict all seem as flat lens focus and
have unavoidable demonstration within unintended of scope. One of my
favorite intelli-tests for dialing a harm.
pet shop boys 'opportunities' from album #1 here's another great vision from
the same version of greatness you speak of it he is a 'malaca' or then the
chinese-american term 'malacong' for aching-me jewish bell or pounce 'malaca' is from 'weird science'
only and calls him the blonde that to mean 'a bullshit'
you could say a 'godot' device (literary) too...'i can get it for you
cheaper' it says and if opportunities are key word
being permitted to do is every theft...every one of them
get-rich-quick bothers me with it trying...looks bad like a u-haul
nublet in back of your car walking wounded
march of dimes...a singing gum
each like the black man in movie 'showgirls' - 'really i mean it' a
non-person eating each of at words
p.s. that's a hearse in back he's a priest in a submerge phone box
listening in...'which is yours?' my roommate asks often of a mortuary
pinching at winkling eyelids for their dopamine then is givra ebshroub
to you laying on my ham now
Thanks to Rage West Hollywood for the Willy
Wonka "w" made of purple-ish lights in the trees out front that can
only be seen from the bus stop across the street. For the record,
"Nerds" (hence cherry and grape, watermelon? coated citrus bits -
spitty) are my favorite candies there.
Today (12/27/08) in the mail came another gift from the mother and
husband only - a Radio Shackbattery
charger color green that charges both "AA" and "AAA" in pairs up to
four (4) at a time I guess. Comes with two
(2) "AA" to start. They sent baked goods too
later on but no money or card this year they paid enough ? I guess but
no card we didn't even go out to eat once while there. I got a
raincheck from CVS to expand my Polaroid video maker with SD card
to one (1) gigabyte for $9.99 - one day.
Just visited Dizzy (aka Ben Gazzari of Gazzari's Sunset Strip aaka Paul
Diaz) at Bristol Farms and
got some hot pork sausages. Terry's parents sent $200 worth of Target cards so we'll get to that
along with mounting expenses we sent nothing this year not one thing.
We got nothing too.
We cancelled our iTunes agreement for no care...that's enough argument
against doing the right thing. You are niggers only - see ya later. We
put the website on hold at Network Solutions to make sure that's at my
will too. I don't work for you, ever, but corporations will labor in
bankruptcy court far and wide and under name as oath until all bills
are said of it. A name is worth nothing, but that's yours to work out.
I kill fraud outright, but you don't hafta know that. Six (6) people
dead tonight Arizona area. Women and children too. You earn me only and
reading this won't help matter much. Merry Christmas 2008.
Don't speak of me or I'll come right over...are you ready for that?
here's another doug-type culled from good sense...
Don't forget - if you're gonna light a yule log (you'll learn) by the
bottom of somebody's door to use fireplace starter candles - you can
break one up to be per wick. Why would anyone write in Wikipedia or give money? I'd sign
in and erase it all like they erased me.
don't forget trader joe's for those last
minute gifts from the heart (with shannon 'til ten) kettle corn is reputedly $2.29
a bag and with tons of candies and other holiday fodder
kettle corn has sugar in the salt of oil - tasty
And why wouldn't you take a "payday advance" like that of Money Mart (Sunset Boulevard just
east past Highland at north) for $90 in exchange for $510 a month
revolving or borrowing each again? That's two (2) such loans at two (2)
such places (a check or cash issued for $255 with $300 check written
to). Call for each around for details (bring phone bill, bank
statement, and blank check etc.) but all work basically the same. We
take them because I don't work at all and you beggars never do anything
right ever unless you and no one wants anything that bad and for the
asking. Why not help be part of playoff? That's my way untermed...and
forget business talk unless you handle big amounts with no seams
(answering upward-out, nothing for you to take) - just add up all you
pay for what over how long and never worry about how much and why to
I worry about mountains of debt to with niggers in jail calling my
phone line, but if you bounce they clean cheap and easy at $15
usually...you. If I had what's normally naturally mine I wouldn't need
yours, would I? But see how credit buys more from and pays the little
guy on the street (if crime IS PAID, but deserves it more). The street
is where fate is fought and lost at readily may I one day only be you
with no real teeth to sink into it.
On the way to Money Mart the
other night, the "real" Harry Potter, his red-hair friend, and the one
who's supposed to be the girl but is asian or taliban looking and is
androgeny itself was on the bus with me. They looked like drag queens
basically there are alot of them out and about these days. Harry held a
box of dominoes (with Mexican add yellow) and asked me in the head to
bless them and I did.
john carpenter's 'the thing'
repairs me 198x this smart being is like me -
replicating (duplicating) a homeostasis (well-being) first, but fears
you entry while making-doing this is always met with haste
make haste we're just trying to honor a
good-enough answer with our own questionable being you don't experiment with making
hair from scratch - you have that already made, inert
'the thing' is a cicada or locust sound - it's familiar, friendly
enough we had 'em every summer in nj you can even hold one like a giant
green housefly no sting
they get theirs from newport news, connecticut where they harvest them
lively enough for sounding off against 'wishes made'
merry christmas, motherfucker
this from the front (anterior vs. posterior or standing from back)
a more natural view of would be from top as blacken wings folded past
head or 'gibloch' (high hand folded or mouth open always)
they eat mastis or corn freshly picked only and yet lying around -
keeps birds away some yet
there is no green grasshopper or cricket here - these open folded from
no egg but bird laid
the bird eats grasshoppers (we make them here) unless you have too many
then these come back to roost and draw in even more birds
so see - the brown crickets indoors and at night are left behind and
live years alone dying of thirst unmade by them just to keep it simple
kim wilde refreshed herself
with boys around too - garden grown so what the banberr'd song is 'say you
really want me' 1987
the guy dancing from rear with belt is particularly good - thanks
you're a 'flesh in the pan'
Dipping in for a brick bacchaloid - here's Curve "Black
Delilah" MP4 (4.6 Megs) nipped at the burke for our review and
further pleasure..." what does it say? 'fuck you and go away'
come what may...this is your own limitation (the dead say it this way
to non-performance of rites taken...this is your own limitation made
meal). You'll pay for that 'round the yard. This from the 1996 or so EP
"Pink Girl With The Blues"...yeah you get something saved or done or
we'll steal your entire gig - basically a hamper hounded with 'real'
dairy seals and you'll work for us as shogun-for-hire while I perfect
your meanings to me (no, you are clever use of interrogative, you don't
want the actual answer as draco false and awaiting of you spurts). It
not about you yet, and I'm internationally and curiously known (but
after the fact, after the gold dust rush, ex tempor radvius you heard
yourself once too well on one day, woolen clothes have shit in them the
cleaner renames) for coming in at the top part each leaving as their
own testament to tape and on and on she went I couldn't yet believe
anyone would eat that shit or even hear of it as made to have of
dur-fipps, but then again, nothing else rises so studiously as caution
of it. I run to the disposable part-player to shut that crap off act
before act burned into the same frame but not seen to be so well. You
cap that or I'll play you one of mine - you don't DJ or
sing-as-the-faggot here in my home while I perfect the bleeding
eyeballs of a yaphet kotto for the regathers of arch-fend ebola. No
shame in it there...a whole zodiac of sweaty striving pan-am niggers
just looks cheap - I have to relouse for that and shave down the inside
of someone's asshole with hot rocks in an old leotard that 'folds at
flame'...you need me to be with and seen to be without - that cost you
again but your credit is good with our heat foams and mint shields
about the line down. They don't eat boogers to show you a basic brown
cow - they want to have a little something between them like zits but
no so easy termed out to flank shirthouse placas...an English blood
booger like a Curad is displayed is now not just yours to bungle then
treat. Abhorrence is everything to a fucking freak.
i wish i had a letter to prove i'm clever like a living will that i fulfill i know i hold secrets but where does that leave us?
reaching out to the far beyond leaping out to the great unknown (it's my best friend)
i wish i knew better what lines i severed think you're so on it when all you do is hum it reaching out to the far beyond leaping out to the great unknown
how do you feel? i feel fine how does it feel? it feels good what does it say? fuck you and go away come what may...
a sucker for sadness confessions of madness they wash the debris away i'll side with the liars and sleep with the buyers when all else fails...
you just don't know that you've been being bad you only care 'cause you've been feeling sad this is your own this is your own this is your own limitation (it's my best friend)
this creepy sustainer (alts: creep
sustained her) is how they contained us (alts:
'her' both left as third person speaking of self) whenever she gets in a rage she bites at the business while crossing her fingers says she's going away
she just don't know that's she's been feeling bad she only cares 'cause she's been feeling sad this is her own this is her own this is her own limitation
[if your 'best friend' is
sometimes the best of a dirty, useless mind...so needy in it)
Conniff "The Little Drummer Boy" MP3 (3.2 Megs) these stories are
sad but folks will die of the truth no one was there at all. Not one
came, so she went there...she mostly stole stuff too. You'd need an
extra angel just to keep your shit lit up at night she took his lamb
and lied about how dinner needed to be eaten 'fast, at-once'. Someone
else might belch over it but never aloud you gasp to me. Blecch I'd eat
the straws off shit too.
come they told me a newborn king to see our finest gifts we bring to lay before the king so to honor him when we come
baby jesus i am a poor boy too i have no gifts to bring let's lift to give our king shall i play for you on my drum?
mary nodded he ups and lands in time
i played my drum for him i played my best for him
then he smiled at me me and my drum
[from heaven...philistines or
angels specked from earthly bound sing...the animals rise to honor him,
'ups and lands in time' is to be playing the drum well, to be heard
speaking of well for it)
Of The Worlds" (starring Jon Benet no less - she's magical, no? and everywhere, kinda) online for free (use the Firefox-only one, and
reduce the picture size for bumpy viewing)...no one will abide. I think
movie is le grand...people hated its realism. Hilariously good if in
the vein of "Independence Day" (all hi-fi - if beats the blab out ya)
and all - see it. Is it real? People get mad over this stuff...I do it
anyway but you see near misses everywhere (aka see then the bother
making me). Can you imagine being omnipotent like Jesus was and having
to answer to no one special every how? I'd save you myself...actually
you'd be beaten, stripped naked, and carrying my shit across town. I
get scared of dysfunction taking over...when you don't hop for a
dollar, you're gonna hop for it anyway. I'm so scared of being a living
joy for losers made daily, but you gotta tell 'em who they are and I
do. Then, I soften 'round the edges and do it again. "Life will punish
you bad." All the wings I pulled off and still you quote me a sting.
"I'd hack that up..." with respects of course. I'm so scared of bother
and I'm with you the silent-type killer-keepsake. Psst...I got attacked
in my dreams by dead things and I was left to be semi-ugly too...the
things I did make me sick! That was that then - you.
"National Lampoon's Vacation" starring Chevy Chase and John Candy
Title of a new Curve song? One is "Walking Away"...that title nearly
made me cry. How about your own Moon
Bounce for the holidays?
Steaks delivered a party package today 12/15/08 from the barren
folks (this better not be it - I want a green
"AA" Energizer battery charger I said and to top it off we had
steak and potatoes last night with delicious Trader Joe's corn from the
freezer section there like it was off the cob it was so good). What
came inside was: beef top sirloin steaks, beef tenderloin steaks (filet
mignons), ground beef burgers, stuffed filet of sole, stuffed baked
potatoes, and a "chocolate lovers" cake. The site says $60 right up
front. American Airlines gave us 5,000
frequent flyer miles for the delay had - you hafta join the program to
get that class of service returned I guess. I made Sean stay on the
flight wait while Toni wandered - I was going home no matter and
wouldn't be abandoned by him yet he sat in the bar with others.
Meanwhile, UPS made me sign a piece
of paper for October 5 saying I didn't get my jacket - how suspicious.
I wrote "did not rec" next to my signature thus.
It's raining here like crazy THANK BLESS! The western sky looked like
Venus' clamshell with us inside holding a real beauty yet. The weather
washed out a Santa Claus scene on Larrabee with fake snow and
all...yesterday. Chi Chi LaRue's
pink and orange is open now on Santa
Monica Boulevard, but don't rush over. Is way too stately yet with no
videos less than $40 I have my 2-for-1 coupon through
01/18/09...poppers in a locked fridge.
Ray Conniff "Jolly Old St. Nicholas / The Little Drummer Boy" from the
"We Wish You A Merry Christmas" LP...my personal favorite. I have the
CD here in a white-rimmed case the song nearly made me cry twice.
this was another thing i liked
at jcpenney who's getting in on the whole
arcade-at-home style entertaining movement (credit san diego-mexico
then) we had similar a device at six
flags great adventure (but ten miles away from home) with the
advent of season passes and no touring
money for food thus - you sprinkle with cinnamon sugar to perfect only
in a paper cone chris ondy remembers but says
the cost at $129.99 'is not my range'
don't tell me about you again...their $99.99 hot
dog maker as 'ferris
wheel' boasts twenty (20) hot dogs at a time, but we smell sales at
football park maybe we'll roll out a skelton popcorn
Cranberry Bread we just made - the
recipe written out by Terry's mom we made three (3) junior or gift
loaves with this perfect (and remember 'nut roll' too): --------- 2 c. flour 1 c. sugar 1 1/2 tsp. baking powder 1/2 tsp. baking soda dash salt 2 tbsp. hot water + 2 tbsp. butter...micro both together 1/2 c. orange juice zest* of 1 orange 1/2 cup nuts (we used walnuts) 1 egg 1 1/2 c. cranberries 350 degrees one hour small pans 35-40 minutes (toothpick
comes out clean)
*the rind grated to bits
How to make nut roll (this
feature copied from December
2003)? Loosely, make bread dough. Three (3) cups of white flour
(e.g., Gold Medal), one (1) teaspoon of salt, one (1) cup of sugar (all
of the dry) then adding one (1) prepared package of active dry yeast
per (yeast plus warm water, maybe a pinch of sugar helps you breed).
With regard to warm weathers and the sensitive yeast (a high respect)
join with two (2) eggs (I keep mine warm first - a cold egg is harsh to
me start early), one (1) tablespoon of cooking oil, and one (1) cup of
milk in a bowl (breast of warm thanks). Mix together all and knead
vigorously, keeping the dough light adding flour until no longer
sticky. Keep adding flour to knead. After all this, let the dough rise
once in a bowl covered with loose cloth - some say six (6) hours I
abuse and no drafts. About after an hour of mine, I mash all down to
knead a bit and then flatten out like a pie crust with a firm rolling
pin dusted of course with the ol' Gold Medal. Inside and all over, I
spread a paste made in a saucepan of about two (2) cups crushed
walnuts, one-quarter (1/4) cup of sugar, one (1) teaspoon of vanilla,
and one-half (1/2) cup of milk. Heat all of that up once on the stove
while stirring and then let to cool slightly. Spread around on the
flattened dough and then roll the dough up crescent-style folding the
ends under slightly when finished. Place the entire dough of wrap on a
cookie sheet and baste the outer bread with beaten whole egg for brown
and shine. Bake at three hundred fifty (350) degrees for one (1) hour
watching. I make this of memory and it may crack open during baking,
but maybe you know better and get it perfect for you.
May the merry-making continue-begin:
Hadda go to Target
to buy a new DVD player today (12/30/08) the old one burned me up
many times being seem and is now disposed of LCD screen and all begone.
Target had these for $29.99 until Saturday and we got in there to get
it and just for $30 (you gotta see them hanging above though and with
remote no speak of). Now you too. The screen just tells you it's
loading up anyway. P.S This gentle supposedly plays all CD's and MP3's
too - JPEG's - take a look at the specifications at site for extra
deal. The customers who wrote in are false and try to get you to steer
off for Target. Meanwhile, Circuit
City will hook you up with a long, flat black box by Sony for about $40 progressive scan
(won't shut off when idle) and all (DVPSR200PB).
More about Philips: I tested the unit - it plays regular CD's on the tv
screen, easy, and from menu picks (I played Led Zeppelin's 1979 record
"In Through The Out Door" on mine here). As for MP3's, maybe folders
collide within. Still testing some.
Stopped by iTunes over that
(falsely attributed) iPod shuffle (Terry insists he'd get one of those
"nano-chromatics" to watch "porno" on the way home while riding the bus
- more shit
for dreams) and picked up Pretenders "Birds Of Paradise" remastered on
the "Pretenders II" LP (1981) desperate for an already title to buy
just one. Now you know to add some. Did this while home in New
Jersey...vampire culture head "Nosferatu" is now pronounced
"Bartholomew" after all said and is spelled backwards. Alts in Latin
phrase "don't bother me" and "not pronounced by you". Christmas
greeting "Noel" is for God's name on the mount "Elohim" or "honor [or
then sing] him to us".
Cocteau Twins "Cherry-Coloured Funk" one of my favorites to hear still
noted today in a movie called "27 Dresses" (the
girls on "Friends" steal yours before the sale opened early ends too
soon and for them - sure, top brands already shoomed out) - the
roommate rushes in to
say. And I quote me " it shouldn't be hard to talk down through this
tiger's mouth | it shouldn't be sung too hard [alts to "said and done"
in public, as a "punk" to people burying someone an] unbroken
nightshade [we can't say this person wasn't poisoned a death, further
wasn't left to die alone a death further further] " and further "
should i not sing? (alts both to "say?") " and withhold my gift as yet
to be untaken [i think to know i'm supreme in my gift left to assume
itself]? A cherry-coloured funk smiles in the face of not being seen as
happy enough and for you. From 1990's "Heaven Or Las Vegas" LP.
Someone says explain the prior 'this one i'll leave - it puzzles the
truth' medium. You think about having to wing it for lunch one day no
cash. At the deli counter while shopping unusually, you pass up their
free slice of test-it-out meat to seem not too taking and yet delay for
when needed. You'll be back one day maybe I'd guide to take a free
slice then with basket full of other belonging too but later left on
the side somehow - it muzzles the truth then. We don't need to reveal
our inner selves to be as if you've always known us if a truer reveal
happens to be this and another candor outward.
Robert Plant "Fat Lip" at once from the "Pictures At Eleven"
LP (1982) I
more from mtv's 'made'
early schoolmate caren schmidt joins spanish king rudy 'raoul'
girandola and time is taken aback
rudy was married to valerie bertinelli who was the mother in and out
and wound up on 'six feet under' i guess...i think...playing a 'diann'
strong woman whatever
Frank Capra's "It's A Wonderful Life" if only to remember how bad it gets
around Christmas with you here too. Thank God.
"The Dark Knight" says The Joker isn't Heath Ledger,
it's Neil. Wasn't
this on tv?
Thanks to whatever makes the huge "Doug" for approaching planes near
Dodger's Stadium...so many rounds about out to the bay and back maybe
Las Vegas? The answer? Dodger's Stadium roads around ? from up blackest
oceans to shelf. Hillary Clinton and husband rode in the Super Shuttle I booked earlier
(up to seven persons thank fuck it was just them by call - only $26
plus tip) to Wilshire and Westwood. Hi...now get out. Someone said
aflight I was gonna be delivered to San Francisco and hafta hike it
back to LA - these all real quote to me by no farst. A job made
me fly there at once in the morning with no quote and but sky...see you
shopping yourself to Barbados the finest black man dentist ever home of
Freddy Kreuger to wash his butt with toothbrush using your camera to
screen our cavities. Didn't Sean get bit there on the arm by a snake
reaching for a tennis ball under an ocean bush? Bahamas? I gave
silchinous birth at the airport however invoked.
isn't it time you stopped and looked
you might have it better than me
now that i've done my part...
Reach Back To November
III or November Ion approach in downside me you
waith The big black wash of fabric is
for huge space fans to peer at you large with "six degrees" of focus?
At will to be seem me.