Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I have a few poems and lyrics, film quotes printed out and stuck to my walls but not written directly onto them. I have shitty textured wallpaper which I can't be bothered to remove. I put lots of my photographs on the walls. I've created a little photo gallery around my desk. books on the shelf are...

mouse Y : http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v13/benniet/tree.jpg Haha, you may be right. But, you know what'd happen, don't you? I'd give the part of "the tree" to Art (hey, that rhymes) but then Paul Simon would come along and say he could do it better. :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: thank you...

yes yes. the virgins fall and crumble and make dirt. (i was saving this for the big budget MGM sequal, you fucker) YOu see, the virgins fall, make dirt and the dirt creates a home for the seed and the seed grows new trees with new virgins who fall off and die and make dirt and... you see? so, to rec...

since you mentioned sanity, darlin' Any time of day is a good time for Dylan Thomas: That sanity be kept I sit at open windows, Regard the sky, make unobtrusive comment on the moon, Sit at open windows in my shirt, And let the traffic pass, the signals shine, The engines run, the brass bands keep in...

i don't keep a joural as such but the notebooks I have are journals come scrapbooks come sketch books come stains :lol: come on, man who cares... There are some really nice things here http://www.babyshambles.com/books.html if you can be bothered flicking through numerous pages of garbage and pages ...

Good read, Doreen. I'm not sure that we need clothing. I think that's just social fucking conditioning. We're ashamed of our imperfect bodies. Yes, social conditioning. And, the fucking media! I also don't think paradise would have classical lute music. I think it would be At the Drive-in. I cry qui...

grans always say shit like that. I told her that the lottery is a tax on the stupid and the five quid per week she spends on lottery tickets each week would give her £260 at the end of the year. Her reply? "Yes, but then I wouldn't get that wee bit of excitement every Saturday night, would I?" She a...

doreen, do use firefox? I've recently started using firefox and thunderbird for my browser and email clients. I set them both as my defaults, overriding IE and Outlook. But, now I can't open up IE at all. Any ideas? I click on the icon and nothing happens. I've tried opening it from Windows Explorer...

thanks for your thoughts, mousie, mtmynd, buddhabeeatch, art guy and, hest. Hest: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v13/benniet/Glasgow%2010%20September%202004/DSCN0588.jpg Not that I, in any way, live by this. I wish, more than anything actually, that I did live by it. But I don't. Incidently, this...

Bennie wrote the poem Benny formatted it. Haha, I've been getting called Benny all my life, don't worry about it. (as if you'd lose any sleep over it anyway). Well, when I say "called" I mean when it's been written down. To say Benny is to say Bennie so there's no big deal. I just thought I'd annoy ...

Jerry Springer: the opera Salman Rushdie - the satanic verses Theo Van Gogh - Submission Part One http://www.channel4.com/culture/microsites/B/believeitornot/debates/holyoffensive.html http://film.guardian.co.uk/news/story/0,,1399784,00.html http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0432109/ --- Where do you all ...

More churchill: "the americans will always do the right thing...after they have exhausted all the alternatives." Nancy Astor: "If I were your wife, I'd put poison in your cofee." Churchill: "If I were your husband, I'd drink it." Nancy Astor: "Mr Churchill, you're drunk!" Churchill: "Yes, and you, m...

I just read it on NME's website: http://nme.com/news/111467.htm

I guess his book sales will be on the rise then?

I haven't listened to the audioslave album in a while, mtmynd. I love some of the riffs in that record. Cochise is similar to Voodoo Child (slight return). Glad you got inspiration from it, 'trucking. A large "black dog" by any chance? Ahh mousey mousey...one of these days you'll call me bennIE. ;) ...

a day ripped from the ground all the roses are a size too small this upset the people the morning tells its lies glass clouds cut at the light the sparrow frowns the string section prowls all the hills are caved in the epileptic stood century a lonely man gets torn to pieces he pulls the moon from t...