Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

After eight hours of listening to the cacophony of a 50 electronic cash registers beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep... and the crying children, shrieking babies, and the Muzak™ the man behind the blue curtain in the big box store preparing income tax returns is autominated ...

in the meantime back at the grave site on Germantown Road in Dundalk where the tombstones lean and fall but I got no worries about Crazy Mike's stone my brother paid for perpetual care the perpetual jam is a perpetual motion motion the best thing next to being free eighteen wheels turning free out o...

lugubriology — the study of big sad apes

doreen peri wrote:

I'm fascinated! Tell me more.

I should use more emoticons

I will be back and tell you more as soon as I learn how to read what I wrote. I used to love that bear character in Pogo

I been into the green grass of home lately
my sense of humor gets the better of me.
All I can say to what you are saying Is, i know, I know, I Know

I take Kurt Vonnegut's advice to his readers
"Listen to the music."

a righteous rant

The Disease Called Man

species become extinct
civilizations rise and fall
my hope is some of our children's children survive to carry on in the new dawn of humanity

There must be a million poems called Tinker Jack

What scar's been knocked
Into cracked heart
Jack shall repair.

My avatar the only reason I am here today. He brought my grandmother to america.

Oh Jerusalem Lauryn Hill Oh Jerusalem yeah, oh Jerusalem, oh Jerusalem, oh Jerusalem... Realizing that there's no place else to go And there's nobody I know who can help me Text book solutions are so improbable 'cause everybody else is just as empty Naked as the day that I was born, I tried to hide ...

she going to wash that man right out of her hair
money can't buy her love

I spent my childhood behind the iron curtain
how about those KGB bots

I forgot what it was about but I think I should let her know I am still alive, got my teeth fixed and I am over the cold, made it half way through winter so far without catching pneumonia or as I heard it called "the old man's friend" Which my medical pals tell me is really not a good death, I was c...

wireman my homeboy lives there a man so soul dead my home sweet home I hardly ever lie in my dreams of walking the heart broken streets of Mobtown who is I where is my home I got da' homesick meta— fiscal-blues again I been a lifer all my life everyday I get up and kiss the net I cant imagine that s...

10-4 and hell yeah Mongolia.
gimme that old time religion
Warning signs for tomorrow

Out of touch exactly how I feel as if I am living in the land of the yahoos more like the planet of the yahoos I guess you know I really liked that name Litkicks had for their discussion board. Mindless Chatter , seems like all I do these days. So I might as well tell you about my battery operated t...