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2005-07-18T01:37:00.000-04:00

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Loveline Is Theraputic?

2005-07-17T13:10:00.000-04:00

Therapy--well, we all know what that is, and what it’s supposed to do. Normally it involves going to pay someone an exhorbanent amount of money to do nothing. Normally, I say though, because there are often some good therapists out there. However, that whole thing is beside the point.

Isn’t it amazing what people find to get them through their hardships when they can’t afford to go see a therapist? Whether it’s walking the dog, watching a comedy, exercising, whatever it is. Who would have thought that it would be listening to other people’s problems? That’s what it is on the surface anyway. The show is all about everyone else’s problems, yet, when a nasal-voiced man, who is also a comedian, can make you forget for just one second how miserable you are, it’s awesome. You have to wonder though, are you not miserable because you’re hearing how miserable he is?

The things people do for therapy. What do you find you like to do?

You Know How to Pick Them

2005-07-17T03:26:00.000-04:00

Lots of love from above
Makes it right, not a fight.
Can't get enough, even in the buff
Can't hold it together, through stormy weather.
Then eye see, oh dear me
This love was only meant to be, a fictional reality.
Words are said, the technicality tag is dead
Cliches are spoken, that our bonds will never be broken.
The future becomes the past, o, it happened so fast!
And you're locked in again, in this endless chain
Of failure and misery, of acceptance and ecstacy--
Doomed for eternity, to live with the certainty,
That when the jaws of love bite, it's useless to fight!

It Pains Me To Hear It

2005-07-15T02:19:00.000-04:00

Just when you think things might turn around, you get e-mails of sadness that knock you to the ground.
Friends who you hardly know, show you their hearts and you need to go,
Show them how much you care, show them how much you want to be there.
Is it less important for it to be, an animal who gets ailed with a sickness like you and me?
Or is the sadness more profound, because their our companions, unconditional love found.

Consider this for a while.

Do you know someone better by seeing his creature, because they are of lesser stature?

I can only hope that if it come to it, that HE will brave it with a fit,
Of fighting, till the bitter end, but staying loyal to HIS best friend.
I hope that he is taken peacefully when day turns to nigh,
If HE, is the one who has to die.

Thought For The Day

2005-04-27T20:45:00.000-04:00

"Do you want to know how unfair life is?"
"No. But I do know, you create your own reality."

Thought inspired by someone special

Thought For The Day

2005-04-18T20:20:00.000-04:00

Is it sometimes better to leave a can of worms unopened for fear of all the fish it might attract once its exposed?

Thought For The Day

2005-04-13T17:48:00.000-04:00

If love had to be categorized into only two categories: what people say, or how people make you feel, which one seems more like love?

Thought For The Day

2005-04-09T00:59:00.000-04:00

"Have you ever had that problem?"
"What problem?"
"Well, you have one song on one side of the tape, and when you flip it over it's there on the other side?"
"Hmmmmmm, can't say's I have."

Thought inspired by someone special.

Thought For The Day

2005-04-06T21:54:00.000-04:00

Ever notice that in times of crisis, when one needs something to happen, that coincidence does not play in your favour?

Thought For The Day

2005-04-03T01:02:00.000-05:00

Suppose the soul was proven to exist. Is it a necessary characteristic of a human being, or are their such things as soul-less humans?

It's Just Sex

2005-03-27T01:58:00.000-05:00

There's nothing abnormal, there's nothing to vex,
The human brain because ...
It's just sex.

One night stands, and whores must know
That there's nothing involved--
Just sex and dough.

An animal-like cloesness comes from this,
Men express it, women enjoy
Led on by a first kiss.

Never obsess, never perplex
Your soul, your thoughts, your brain
If it's just sex.

Keep It On The Paper

2005-03-25T01:45:00.000-05:00

“Friends with benefits, looks great on paper. … Communism looks good on paper. It’s the same principle!”

Friends with benefits--it sounds so innocent, so cool, doesn’t it? It’s too bad, it’s been proven 100% NOT EFFECTIVE! What is the point? Can someone please explain the point? Here’s the point, cut and dried. Good friends, who feel secure with each other, think that it might be nice to roll around in the hay like a bunch of morons. However, to save the friendship from changing, supposedly, the people will decide, “Well, it’s just friends with benefits.” Does it ever occur to the couple in question, that things that look good on paper, sometimes don’t look so hot in practice? Well, the peanut gallery here gives this question, a resounding, “NO!” No one can think that far ahead! Perhaps less than that quarter of the brain humans utilise is actually working in the brains of the couple in question. No no, they have to have their cake and eat it too. Well, wake up and smell the coffee people! Sometimes life just isn’t as cakey and ice creamy as we would all like it to be! Sometimes the friends who are close to you, you don’t screw! Now, after the grope and screw fest is finished, would anyone care to herald a guess as to what happens after?

Well, do you want to take a wild guess? Does the word, ATTACHMENT, mean anything? I suppose not because when one has a “no strings attached” relationship, ATTACHMENT, does not factor in. People are so blind, that they cannot look into, even just a small chunk of the near future. People don’t have the common sense to be able to see that eventually, the couple that started out as just friends with benefits will end up as just two people in the end. They will lose everything they supposedly held dear, and sometimes, a little more.

If you’re going to have a friend, who you want to screw, … let me spell it out for you. Have a blast, but don’t expect it to last, and be ready to be dumped off at the end, while you’re minus a friend.

“Friends with benefits, looks great on paper. … Communism looks good on paper. It’s the same principle!” Though, you might want to ask yourself the next time you’ve got the opportunity, if you really want to enter into a lose-lose situation. Yet, if there’s someone who you’re feigning closeness with, and you want an easy way out, perhaps the “no strings attached” way, is for you. You’ll eventually hate each other, and you’ll move as far away from each other as possible. Well, … maybe it won’t be so black and white but that’s a whole other post!

Celebrities Are So Close To Home

2005-02-19T01:06:00.000-05:00

Ever typed in someone's name into Google, just to see what you might come up with?

Well, boredom and curiosity--a tantalizing combination to the human senses, got the best of me, and I googled someone. You would not believe how many pages related back to said person! Oh my heavenly heavens! Pages upon pages of stuff, that all could pertain to said person. From the strangest stuff, to the stuff you know is true with 100% accuracy, you'll find it, if the name can be found.

The moral of the story? Well, I didn't know there was supposed to be a moral, but .. well, here it is then: the people who are around you don't have to have their name in lights anymore, but merely have to have it on the web.

Jadzia makes an appearance on Loveline!

2005-01-31T01:21:00.000-05:00

Sometimes fate deals nice hands.

Dr. Drew, you're amazing!

Thought For The Day

2005-01-30T20:46:00.000-05:00

Suppose that humans had perfected genetic engineering. This means that genetic engineering could correct any defect whether it be mental, physical, inherent, etc. Suppose you had a child who was born both mentally and physically retarded. Would you choose to subject your child to genetic engineering to correct the problem, or would you live with the defective child?

Thought For The Day

2005-01-28T22:42:00.000-05:00

The imagination is as real as you make it.

Poem of The Week

2005-01-28T22:33:00.000-05:00

By: Unknown

Is that you on TV?
Or are you hanging on my wall above the bed,
Is that you on the cover of that new CD,
Doesn't matter, I see you all the time in my head.

I can see your hair,
Blond, beautiful and perfect,
And your hypnotizing stare,
As you stand tall, merely for effect.

You are built strong,
Slender too,
With you, there appears to be nothing wrong,
Not a flaw do I see in you.

But as we all know, perfection is blind,
Beauty lies in the eye,
The eye which lies in a mind,
Full of vivid imaginings, some which would make even gods cry.

Your body can be seen,
By anyone who looks,
But it's your personality that matters to me,
Even if you seem as kind as those people in storybooks.

But those who try to see,
What's beyond those mesmerizing eyes,
Are turned away, gently,
Subtlety acts as the best disguise.

Subtlety acts as the mask,
That hides all that is you,
The mask protects you from the questions I ask,
And covers up the lies that are true.

Your voice is like a melody,
As gentle as the calm sea,
And your mannerisms are like,
Harmony, to learn.

Your stride is like a dancer,
As she moves across the floor,
I've always thought you the answer,
To any problem, or,
A prayer.

When you look at me,
An angel is what I see,
And when you call my name,
It melts all of my pain.

I work with you daily,
Keeping you always in sight,
I cannot get you out of this mind that is mine,
Try as I might.

Your touch is like fire,
It melts me to ash,
But I appear as stable as a diamond,
To you.

Your love is like glass,
But when you look, you see right through,
But I can see your love,
Though it is unseen by you.

Is that you on TV?
Or are you hanging on the wall above my bed,
Is that you, acting in that DVD,
Doesn't matter, I see us in happiness in my head.

Thought For The Day

2005-01-24T03:26:00.000-05:00

"Germs don't bother me, because I can't see them."
"So, since you can't see them, they can't harm you?"

Thought Inspired by Adam Carolla and Dr. Drew from the Coast to Coast KROQ show, Loveline.

On The Theme Of Image

2005-01-23T01:55:00.000-05:00

I never thought it would come to this, but perhaps reference should be made to a story, a tragedy, if you will, written by a French author named Guy de Maupassant.

A woman, who believed she was destined for all the riches and all the luxuries, was destroyed by one single event in her life. If it hadn't been for her need to "look" good, her life would have never ended in tragedy. But don't let me try and retell this story, for I cannot do it with the eloquence of Maupassant.

Visit The Links Below
Click Here For The Original French

Click Here For The English Translation

Poem Of The Week

2005-01-23T00:48:00.000-05:00

Slave To Image

By: Unknown

You think I'm blind, you think I don't know.
How far you've gone, how far you will go.
To protect what you hold so dear, to keep yourself clear--
To stay in line, to continue being divine.

Everyone wants you, everyone will need you.
She lies in your bed, she asks you to be true.
But you say no, and you will continue though
It pains you to leave, but the web you must weave.

You leave her crying, she will end up dying.
After all her days of spying, when all her days of lying,
Are over and gone, she'll pass at dawn
With a babe at her breast, with your name on her chest.
She died, because you lied.

Your convoluted madness, only beginning, while her image in your head is spinning
Why did it matter so much to you, why couldn't you have always been true?
Was it worth it to be, the one that everyone wants to see
To lose a love and a child, for a few hours of wild?

Where can you go from here, to deflect the giant spear
Which you stabbed yourself with, which will be your end if
You continue on this untrusting path, there will be another blood bath.
There will be much more to come, but it will fade into the background like a distant hum.

Many moons have passed and you're there again, with another love on your bed--she lays slain.
All because you couldn't allow, yourself to release and disavow,
The image that you hold dear, the closer lover that you fear
Because to get too close, becomes host.

Another is falling for you, one of the many, not few.
Will you let her suffer the same fate, or will you let her jubilate.
By answering her questions with the truth, by staying at her side while she gives up her youth.
Or must you cling to something lost, something destructive and with many flaws?

Is it really worth it to feign popularity, or to surround yourself in tragedy.
Is life so terribly unimportant that you must, only crave the fruits of lust?
Is breaking hearts and ruining lives, your way of killing, without knives.
Or will you let it go? Will you let your true bruis'd soul, finally show?

Thought For The Day

2005-01-23T00:01:00.000-05:00

Religion vs. cult -- what's the difference?

The Cool Guy vs. The True Cool Guy

2005-01-22T09:21:00.000-05:00

If there is one thing about today’s society that is a necessity, it’s the need to lead a double life. Individuality becomes eroded by all the other influences around them, and for some people, a double life is required. Why? Well, no one really knows. Maybe it’s easier for a person to masquerade as something they’re not, maybe it’s cooler, maybe the attention is better, no one really knows. Everyone has different reasons.

Sometimes a projection is seen from people. They will project an image of sweet, kind, happiness, when inside they are a raging, cold, cynic. These people lead the double life because its easier for them to project what people want to see, than it is for them to be who they are. Since projections can easily fool people, they can hide deep tragedy that might have occurred in the life, or they can hide the truth. They can also protect a person from having to trust other people. Whatever the reason, a projection is a double life.

Another person might choose a double life for image. It’s so much cooler to be the cool guy, than the nice guy. Unfortunately when someone chooses to lead this double life, it usually turns out that it becomes their worst enemy as well as their best friend. It’s their best friend because people attach to the cool guy, everyone wants to be around him. The girls come flocking in, the jobs cling to it, and the image, oh the image becomes renowned everywhere. However, the worst enemy part comes in when someone has let down their defences to someone else. When someone else can see the nice guy hidden within the cool guy, that’s when the enemy comes out. With this knowledge, the cool guy can be proved as a phoney, and then tragedy follows. All the attention, all the lusting after, all the jobs, and all the good words disappear. If the cool guy is humbled, the cool guy will crumble.

This double life business--is it really worth it? Is that any way to live a life? How can it bring satisfaction to a person when all they are doing is shielding themselves from the rest of the world? How is it worth anything when defences must be on guard 24-7? The double life may bring temporary peace, but ultimately it brings tragedy. The double life is a life that few can lead successfully. No one was ever meant to lead it, because that second life, doesn’t really exist. It’s something that’s been made up for protection, fear of rejection, whatever reason. So, who do you want to be: the true cool guy, or the phoney?

Thought For The Day

2005-01-22T08:49:00.000-05:00

If you could hypnotize anyone for a day, who would it be, and what would you have them do?

Thought For The Day

2005-01-19T07:35:00.000-05:00

If you could choose at what age you were going to die, with no guarantees of health or financial considerations, what age would you like to die, and why?

Thought For The Day

2005-01-18T07:26:00.000-05:00

If you knew for certain that there was a heaven and a hell, how would you change your life?

Techno Music!

2005-01-17T07:22:00.000-05:00

It can be summed up by this man.
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Thought For The Day

2005-01-12T07:29:00.000-05:00

Is there really more crime going on in the world now, more than in Ancient Times, or are there just more means of us hearing about it?

Thought For The Day

2005-01-10T21:56:00.000-05:00

With the advancement of technology, has love become as virtual as the Internet?

Control -- Overly Exercised

2005-01-09T22:17:00.000-05:00

There are only two things worse than going to a corrupt, government run institution: living in residence, and surfing the Internet. Both shall be covered in the next few paragraphs.

Living in residence--it wouldn't be so bad, if there weren't so many rules to follow! It reminds me of what a comedian once said about marriage, "There's rules for the kitchen, rules for the sweet-and low dispenser, rules for the VCR." He was absolutely right because living in residence, although it is no marriage, is almost exactly like that. You're cooped up and squished together like sardines in a can, and you're expected to live through it without killing each other. Now, that would be made easier if no one had to interact. However, this is not possible. Interaction has to occur each and every single day: at breakfast, at residence meetings, at the supper table (where people have atrocious manners), and at bedtime. Privacy and freedom are the first things to go when living in a residence at a government run institution. Every bit of freedom must be fought and advocated for--even having private bathrooms! Every bit of time spent away from the residence is treasured as if it were like the last moments one would ever spend on Earth! It is no fate that one should ever be subjected to, willingly or unwillingly. It's almost like Chinese water torture.

Surfing the Internet--it doesn't seem like such a foreign concept, however, it seems to be here. In the preceding paragraph, the loss of privacy was covered as being associated with a life in residence. Well, on the Internet, where there is little privacy to begin with, it's ripped out of the hands of people here in residence without so much as even the chance to stop it. Not only is there a security system in place, known as Symantec Web Security--a monitoring program so that the administrators can keep track of students' whereabouts on the net, but also a staff must be present when one wants to surf the net. Restrictions have also been placed upon the use of MSN Messenger--a common instant messaging service, designed for people to stay in contact with friends and family. Now, those restrictions sound like ones that people can just learn to live with. It wouldn't be so bad if these were the only restrictions being placed upon the students here. However, now the administrators are talking about setting up a system by which they can monitor the e-mails sent and received on the Internet! How fair is that? Symantec does not allow for the administrators to view the text in e-mails sent back and forth, but this new system would. Now one might argue that e-mails are never private as it is, but at least currently, the security system in place cannot give actual texts of sent and received electronic correspondence. The system can monitor the words coming in or going out, isn't that enough? Why does there need to be a harder system put in place, alongside the one that's already doing a fine job?

In conclusion, never subject yourself to living in residence if you can absolutely avoid it. Residence life spells two things: loss of privacy, and loss of freedom. Surfing the net can be monitored at the will of the administrators, and now e-mails can be more strictly monitored. It's a hard fate to slug out, and for those still captured in it, the best of luck.

Poem Of The Week!

2005-01-08T21:22:00.000-05:00

Who

By: Unknown

You may be older now,
And wiser too,
But did I ever tell you the truth?
Did you ever stop to think, that you made a mistake that can never be
rectified when you were a youth?
You stare at me in awe,
With chaos in your eyes,
And you idolize me,
By telling me lies.
Now that you've dropped,
The vessel you called life,
Your composure's torn,
It's gone.
You are small,
As you regirgitate your life,
Hoaxes and tricks have no power here,
But regret is strong, like your regret for not having a wife.
As you pour out what pained you,
I listen stiffly,
And I sit up suddenly, like calcified bone breaking,
To watch your face.
On it I see cynisism,
A convoluted struggle for power,
And I live it all vicariously,
As you fall to the floor, like a ram-shackle tower.
Your body writhes,
Like an enwraptured fly,
But I still sit,
Like a dragonfly in amber.
The writhing stops now, and you look up,
With beety, hateful eyes,
You try to get up, but your legs fold,
And you say to me, "You were the cause of my demmise!"
I smile at you, yet my eyes lament,
And I say to you, "No, it is not me you despise,"
And I raise my hand to you, and poise a finger back at me,
And say, "It is your obsession with me that was your undoing. You only
hate what I represent."
You, the apparission scream and cry,
Until your tears dug a chasm,
And from it flows "The Dead Sea",
You, the aparission crystalized and drowned,
While I sit amid the rocks and sea creatures,
Watching your tears continue to flow,
I sit, I sit, emotionless, at peace, immobilized,
Like a dragonfly in amber, I sit and watch you cry.

FISH TACOS, ICE TEA -- STANDARDIZED?

2005-01-08T20:50:00.000-05:00

Everyone can order an ice tea at a restaurant. Some people do it because it’s marginally less terrible for you than ordering a Coke, or some other goodness forsaken type of soda. Sometimes it’s less calories, or sometimes it’s because no one wants the flavour associated with juices or sodas. People have their preferences and their reasons for ordering an Ice Tea, but in the U.S. it’s slightly different. In Canada our version of Ice Tea, is almost like drinking a “melted popsicle”. In the U.S. for the most part, ice tea is actually iced tea.

“I want some standardization in things, like ice teas …” said Adam Carolla, a radio host for the show Loveline. “I ordered an ice tea the other day, they did it through drive through or whatever, … took a sip of it, and it tasted like just, just just, sugar and flowers.” Now how disgusting is that? Has our society become so watered down, that it can ruin something as simple as ice tea? “Let’s just decide on one ice tea so you know what you’re getting, just like if you ordered a Coke, you’d know what you were getting!” continued Carolla, “… when I’m in charge there will just be the ice tea that tastes like brewed ice tea.”

Is it a symptom of a bigger problem that our society cannot even figure out which ice tea to serve at which restaurant? It’s almost like fish tacos. Sometimes one will get just the fish inside the tacos, and then the other times one will get battered fish inside the taco. Variety is awesome, but sometimes something can be said for consistent standards. It can be compared to milk. If there weren’t standards on milk, it would be scary to ask for a milk at a restaurant. What if some restaurants gave out pasteurized milk, and others gave out unpasteurized milk. No one would end up drinking milk anymore for fear they weren’t sure of what they were getting! One might argue that the reason there were standards placed on milk is that milk contains harmful bacteria that can cause many gastro-intestinal problems. However, who is to say that battered fish tacos couldn’t end up causing more damage in the end? After all, if it’s battered, it’s most likely fried. This means that it was processed in oil, which, depending on the oil, has been proven to be harmful to the body. So, why not standardize?

If standards cannot be placed upon such trivial things as these, then how can one expect to find standards on more important things? It doesn’t mean that standardizing everything is okay, for example, standards placed upon the educational system can be unreasonable, but placing standards to ensure that people know what they’re getting is perfectly all right. If there can’t be standards, how about the freedom to choose between two different things? Does that fall somewhere in the middle?

Thanks to Adam Carolla for inspiring the writing of this post. If you'd like to learn more about Loveline,
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The Attempt

2005-01-08T01:19:00.000-05:00

I'm trying to make commenting easier for myself. I guess time will tell if it works or not, eh?

The Individual, In Individuality

2005-01-08T00:44:00.000-05:00

Individuality is something that is really important. One has to be an individual or one is not unique. Often times, individuality can be clouded, or somehow altered. It’s hard to do, but it’s not impossible. Everyone is supposed to live a life of his or her own. If people were all meant to live the same life, we would all be conjoined, like conjoined twins. However, that is not the way life is.

As it was said before, everyone has a life to live, and no one should try and live that life for that person. No one should even attempt it! All that can come from a vicariously lived life is pain, suffering, and longing. The pain comes from the constant pressure put on your own relationships, if you’re the one trying to live another person’s life. Suffering comes from almost attaining the same status, but not quite achieving it. Finally, the longing comes from crying out for release from the self-imposed prison. What kind of life is that for anyone? It would almost be a hell on Earth; it would be a Purgatory on Earth. Endless wandering, and endless suffering, would drive a person to eventual, total insanity.

Being a friend to someone is a better gift than living someone else’s life. The grass always seems greener on the other side, until one actually goes there and finds out it is exactly the same. It is human nature to want what is impossible, but it is a choice to lose your individuality in the process. One will never find oneself happy when always searching for someone else’s happiness. If one wants to truly be happy, one should seek people in one’s own life. It’s like searching for something when it’s right under your nose. Sometimes the opportunities in the life laid out are better than the stolen opportunities you can vicariously participate in.

Individuality is the best gift that’s ever been given. Perhaps one should use it as opposed to losing it. Look to yourself before looking around—you may be surprised at what you can learn.

Thought For The Day

2005-01-07T07:34:00.000-05:00

This will be an ongoing thing I do each day--if I have the time. Just comment on the thought given if the mood strikes right.

The thought for today is:
War is a means of progression, or regression?

Commentary -- A Double-Edged Sword

2005-01-05T16:39:00.000-05:00

Is there a reason that some people believe that they should comment on everything said? I mean, have you ever met someone who just commented on everything? Everything? I mean, sure, it’s cool that some people share their opinions, but is there ever a point where the commentary can either become overdone, or pointless? I mean seriously!

Sometimes people should just let it go. Sometimes, it’s cool to let something pass without making any comments upon it. Sometimes commentary can be hurtful, and just plain stupid. Freedom of speech—I respect that. However, the freedom to speak also comes with the freedom to choose when to speak. Now that is where respect can be derived. Someone can be more respected for not opening their mouth in a particular situation. Maybe those comment freaks should keep that in mind.

Oh yes, and apparently blogs are wrong. Apparently it is wrong to have a place where one can just go and rant for no particular reason. It’s wrong because, well at this particular moment, said person who said that Blogs were wrong, doesn’t have a Blog, so therefore it’s wrong. But let me ask you. Isn’t it also wrong to sit around listening and watching two people, for no particular reason? I mean, if you were talking to the two people in the room, then your sitting there wouldn’t be in question. But said person was just sitting there, doing nothing. Well, he was listening to my comments, and making comments of his own. But why was he there? That’s the question one must ask oneself. Perhaps there will be an upcoming post about stalkers in the foreseeable future.

Update Happy, and Arrogant!

2005-01-05T16:27:00.000-05:00

So, JAWS 6.0, what a great thing. Well, at least it sounds like it might not be a bad thing. I mean after all, using JAWS 3.7 can get quite tiresome after a while. But first impressions and introductions make all the difference. So, JAWS 6.0 was introduced, ... a day after it was released!

So, is it really smart to introduce an untested new piece of software, that is somewhat foreign to the students, onto the network? There was no phasing, no gentle integration, just flat out introduction. We went straight from JAWS5.10 to JAWS 6.0. How convenient. Oh yes, and might I also add that Windows 2K, plus a whole new Office Suite, Duxbury, and Zoomtext were also integrated at the same time. Untested, no phasing time, they were just thrown into the mix.

So kids, you'll either sink or swim, and that's the way the cookie crumbles.

The Fish, Was Delish, and It Made Quite a Dish

2005-01-02T17:07:00.000-05:00

Ever been to
Strong Bad's Email Page?

If you haven't, I suggest you check it out, right now. Oh yes, and remember, that College Radio can be summed up in five words. However, to find out what five words these are, you will have to visit the link above.

IN LOVING MEMORY

2004-12-25T02:04:00.000-05:00

TO K.S>:

He was a humanitarian,
He was a beauty.
A husband, father, person,
To all commitments he kept his loyal duty.

Beautiful in body,
Pure in soul--
Charming in personality,
Benevolent in spirit.

Captivated many hearts,
With each living breath,
Can his goodness live on,
Even in death?

With a heart so pure,
And a love so strong,
How can one ensure--
That he lives on?

A wife and two sons he left behind
Not to mention millions in their wake,
The loving wife, must have almost lost her mind,
To lose such purity at her side.

One must pray that in death
Eternal peace and safe haven,
Will accompany his every step,
Will keep his spirit at rest.

Such peace,
Unmatched purity,
An untouchable heart,
Slipped away.

Be well, stay strong
You shall live on,
For those who remain, never abstain from loving him, hoping for him,
And you know in life and even in death
He lives again.

We All Miss You, K.S.

Signing Up For This!

2004-12-24T19:38:00.000-05:00

Okay! I'm new to this whole, blogging business, but I felt like being a follower, so I decided to get my own blog. But let me tell you, it was not a great process! Oh, my holy hell it wasn't fun! Stupid Blogger kept telling me that the user name I picked was not available! Over and over, I had to retype my password and try a different user name! i almost gave up! So, ... either I'm just a loser, or someone else has had the same problem. Holy hell it pissed me off!