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Friday, February 28, 2003

Lyrical Superimposition Time to knock down these issues of mine, one by one. On the last day of this month, we'll start with the one appropos for the month of February. Up until now, I've purposely avoided posting song lyrics in their entirety. I'm sure I abuse the "fair use" doctrine enough as it is with the snippets I do put up. But, it's that kind of month. I'm still pensive, reflective,...

Thursday, February 27, 2003

He Moved to a Better Neighborhood Rest well, Mister Rogers. Could it be possible that the seeds of love I have for jazz music were sown at an early age as I'd watch the trolley go back and for...

Wednesday, February 26, 2003

Now, You Can Waste Time On This Blog, Too Now, you can post comments on my blog, thanks to enetation. As you dissect my foolish ranting, please bear in mind that I have a rather fragile e...

Tuesday, February 25, 2003

Today's New Word OTIOSE adj. 1. Having a lazy nature; indolent. 2. Of no use. 3. Ineffective; futile. from The American Heritage Dictionary, 2nd College Edit...
Self-Medication These are the main ways I've managed to self-medicate myself though my February Deluge which have really messed up my sleep cycle. It's sad when you float through 8 hours of work during the day, yet your most productive and creative times seem to be during the proverbial "witching hour." Starbucks Coffee The Comeback Trumpeters Guide Lupin the 3rd Reign: the Conqueror The Unofficial...

Monday, February 24, 2003

the promises i made when i was young and unafraid i hurt so many hearts and even my own could not escape it comes to me now i've seen, i've heard and now i've finally learned they're only words i've crashed, i've burned and now i've finally learned they're only words unless they're true Beckley-Lamm-Wilson, They're Only Words (words/music by Carl Wilson & Phil Galdston) After the Flood is Gone It's...

Friday, February 21, 2003

The February Deluge - The first and hopefully (but most likely not) the last "whine and cheese" entry. You know -- the reason a good number of people start weblogs in the first place. The February Deluge is something that's been in my life for years now. A lot of the best and worst events of my life seemed to be centered around the month of February. If only they all had to do with Valentine's...

Saturday, February 01, 2003

The Revenge of the 80s II: It's Not Funny Anymore Item Six Please take a moment of silence for the seven on the space shuttle Columb...