Thanks a lot, Mr. N 5, for contributing to the economic and moral collapse of the United States.

Mr. Lanter keeps suggesting political blog to read, but I'm usually to drunk to remember the URL. Please post it.

LaRouche in 2004

Check out the band, Enon. Yum!

coming into town sunday nite.

the point where winter stops, and then spring begins. it's the greatest day of the year. i feel sorry for people who live in arizona.

I'm wearing a dead man's robe

The medium is the message.

The medium needs a massage.

Matt, i am just checking that you made it to work on time this morning. Hope you didn't have any trouble getting out of bed. Same for Eric. Hope he made it to class okay. Sorry to keep you guys out so late.

I've also got a dead man's check sitting on my dashboard. I hope the fbi isn't reading this.

matt! wake up.

i talked to your Grandma a few days ago. she said blah blah blah. i told her when i was younger i used to blah blah blah and sneak into the basement and blah blah blah. she told me to tell you that she used to touch herself too, so you shouldn't be ashamed when she's watching you.

do they have cracker barrels in new york city?

Where am I? OK, things are hazy...I'm at "work." I'm very sleepy. Hung over.

Dead men tell no tales. Dead men have no tails, either. Actually, it is possible to communicate with the dead, but I don't recall any good dead storytellers. They all like, "Blah, blah, blah. I watching you." Sometimes I think my Grandma is watching me when I touch myself. I don't think she cares, though. I wonder how her perspective on life changed since she has died.

I'm going back to sleep at my desk now. Wake me if the boss comes by.

i drove around with that dead man's ghost for seven days

i had a dead man's flag in my truck for the last week

I'm having trouble talking to people, especially girls. I just stare at people. I have to train myself to say "Hello" to people as my first reaction upon meeting them, instead of just staring at them. My lesson here is to learn how to communicate, and I have to get past the fear of sounding or looking stupid.

Eric wants to go out tonight. Wanna come?

How is everything else going?

Matt, that sounds beautiful. Too bad about the 9 pointer.

How y'all feelin' today? Good? Good!

Me? Oh, uh, I'm alright. Can't complain. Well, I am a little choked up right now. [Cough]

I'm looking out the window of my "office" (more like a bank of computers with no seperation between people) into the field beyond the soccor field and I can see a line of ducks waddling along. So beautiful! {Sniffle}

Every once in a while I can spot deer. My boss is a bow hunter. He had a buck head in his truck yesterday; nine points, someone said.

my favorite thing about the porn room is when i'm putting movies away back there and people ask me if i know which ones are good. which ones have really good plots. I just have to laugh. I always always ALWAYS reccommend "the OZZPORNS"

Joe I think that is a great story. I wish i HAD been there.

stop it you are embarrassing me. I guess you associate me with porn b/c of the video store as do most people.

Monica, I was always amazed at your fame around Springfield - jealous even. EverYboDy DoeS SeEm to KNoW You.

You are just a charmer you. We visited Jim last night, and gave him a couple of bucks for beer and porn. And somehow your name came up.

Matt, I became acquainted briefly with someone who i assume that you know as he mentioned that he heard of me from you (and Eric). his name is James Folkerts. He rented from me today. He didn't say much but seemed like a nice kid. So what I really need to know is WhAT are you SaYinG aBouT mE whEn I'm nOT ArouNd? People seem To KnoW mE.