..heh...

The randomness I happen to see
Watching people over the week

The guy who tries to look cool
and attempts to hock a loog
but gets more on himself than
on the ground
and quickly looks to see if
anyone's around....

A man and a woman on a blind date:
"I'm Rosemary, hi."
"I'm Basil, after you..."
And you might think otherwise,
but the rest was pretty bland and sedate...

A student of the bus gets up for a senior,
bumps into the man in the aisle
who slides into the seat just before
the old man gets there...

The guy you meet on the street,
it's snowing, blowing and cold,
he's shivering in a thin sweater
because he just gave his coat away.

He asks you for some change for a coffee,
and you'd give it to him, this time, anyway,
but you just used it for bus fare...

The little girl crying because
they just traded her hockey hero
away... she says she'll never
wear his number on her jersey no more,
to which her daddy says,

It's not his fault; he wanted to stay;
he wanted to play, especially for kids like you...

even though her daddy's feeling the same way as she...

the same way as me...

What makes you think you can do what you do? Eat more pills buddy, you're fading fast. You bitch and moan about how your life sucks because you have no friends. Well no shit. If you took some time off work once or twice a week, called someone you knew, you might make a friend or two. But only for a short while, because you're so fricken anal you'll end up trying to "improve" them, have them "take control of their life", because it's not going according to the plan YOU think it should be. You don't want friends. You don't want a room mate. You don't want a girlfriend. You want a fucking robot, something that will take your commands and immediately alter its programming to follow your fucking "suggestions". "I wonder about what's going on in your life"? What's going on in YOURs, fuck-skull? Oh yeah, NOTHING, because you're ALWAYS FUCKING WORKING. It doesn't piss me off that you're gone all the time; what pisses me off is that YOU CHOOSE that way of life, then WONDER WHY YOU'RE SO LONELY!!! FUCK! Take a step back, buddy! Look at what you're doing! You have NO TIME for other people! And you wonder why you're so horny!!

FUCK!

And then you cancel your fucking newspaper subscription, and then blame ME for stealing your paper? I DON'T EVEN READ THE FUCKING NEWSPAPER!!!!

But you'd know that if you were ever around.

Then after you flip out and falsely accuse me of random things, accuse my parents (??!?) of being bad parents (projecting much?), and be an all-around fuck-nut screwball, you come meekly back and ask for forgiveness and say how much you're sorry and how can it be repaid.... IT CAN'T. Get over it.

God's calling you to be a leader?? Leaders need to be humble. You are not humble. You may think you're humble, but that's just another one of your delusions.

I won't be a scapegoat for your vices. I refuse to take the blame for your inadequacies. You're an adult now; time to act like one.

God, give me strength to endure this month.... God, give me strength to endure this week... God, give me strength to endure the rest of today...

what??!?

I watched the beginning of the All-Star game yesterday.

Wayne Newton = shat.

Not "THE shat." Just plain shat.

Dissection time!

1: His face

The dude has a plastic face! He could hardly move his mouth in time with the words! And that plasticine smile is enough to inspire nightmares! [!!!shudder!!!] This brings me to

2: His singing

Why do people think he's such a good singer? I can't see... mostly because HE WASN'T SINGING! He was merely moving his over-bloated smile in time with the words! I wasn't sure at first, but the "grand finale" clinched it --> the words went "Yeah!" ~ a beat and a 1/2 before he did...

3: His instrumentalism

I may have just invented the word, but regardless, it was ridiculous. Worse than Colin Mochrie (sp? who cares...) as the Snack Fairy. Well, I actually think that's funny, but funny "ha ha", not funny "what the hell is he trying to do?", which is what Newton's instrumentalism was. I don't think his guitar even had strings on it! Listen dude, if you're gonna air-guitar, at least move your left hand. Holding it in one position while flailing around with the right just looks dumb. And don't ever pick up a fiddle again. Disgraceful.

4: His face (yes, again!)

Look, Wayne(ker), if they can put it in you, they can take it out. Get them to take out 2/3 of the crap you've had injected in your cheeks, and at least you'll lose the "chipmunk-hoarding-for-the-winter" look. It just makes you look like a fool. I know you're supposed to be an entertainer, but the only thing I found entertaining about the opening ceremonies was the announcer's name embellishment.

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Well, that was messy. Time to clean up and go play hockey.

P/R

-->With freedom comes responsibility; with rights come responsibilities; with experience come responsibility (anyone else see a pattern here?)

-->Success is mere perspective

-->"I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom." - Bob Dylan

-->Failure is based on conjecture

-->With independence comes responsibility. With citizenship comes responsibility. With power comes responsibility (how about now?)

--> Happiness can be purchased

--> Responsibility is an extension of a very old concept - honour. Back in the day, it was your responsibility to uphold your honour, your family's honour, your woman's honour... These days we remember the responsibility part, but it seems we've left the honour part (the most important part) in the dust of ages past

-->Contentment comes from within

--> With action comes responsibility. With delegation comes responsibility. With emotion comes responsibility. With marriage, with birth, with position...[ad inf.] comes responsibility (see it yet?)