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a description of the amazing and exciting adventures i have here in baltimore--- and other lies.

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Wednesday, February 25, 2004
 
When will Ralph Nader learn that the price of these vanity campaigns of his for the presidential office leads diametrically away from his supposed ideals? When will he learn the money from some of the damn dirty hippies who support him is dirtier than the flower children themselves, having had come from the Dirty Tricks Dept. of your local Republican Party Office? When will we learn that his brand of liberalism, while laudable, and, indeed, some of the most progressive thought yet, is not palatable to the greed that infests the hearts of most United States citizens?

The answer to all three: never.

Saturday, February 21, 2004
 
Our lives are akin to Ghost Stories, in that we are often very frightened of them, they are told in hushed tones, and that they are always fabricated, to highlight how we are the victim, rather than the vampire.

Sunday, February 15, 2004
 
I make this promise to you all: I will not get into any more cars with women I do not know anymore.

Tuesday, February 10, 2004
 
You had better get your shit together. No more fag marriages. No more voting Democrat.
No more forgiving people of their sins, because the day of the Lord is coming!
Not even as a theif in the night, as this man knows (scroll to bottom).

I, however, refer us to this tiny passage in a little book called the Novum Testamentum:
Secundum Matthaeum, 24:36.
Enjoy!

Sunday, February 08, 2004
 
While reading the latest issue of Granta (2003 Winter) I was struck by the fear civilized folk have of the barbar. And I was carried away to muse on the avdent of the end of both the Roman and Mochican Empires(who were contemporaries). We have very little information on why the Mochican lapsed into obscurity. We know that the Aztecs were undone by the Spanish, but these fine Mochicans were undone many centuries before the unfortunate arrival of Los Blancos. What spurred this on was the thought of both Cambodian and Mochican tempels taken back by the jungle. These were all great knowledgeful civilizations. They plotted stars, had esoteric philosophies, presumably had some insight to the deeper workings of the the world, if not the human mind, and, probably, in the upper classes, thought themselves superior to the less-rich of their own ethnic group and certainly to those of any status who were not.

And what did any of them think, when the hoarde came bearing down? We know that the Romans compromised; giving away their daughters so that their grandchildren would continue to dominate the land, and dictate the terms. Did the Mochicans make this same Faustian bargain? Or did they just fade away, knowing that end means done; no "back-cuts", no "take-backs", no "do-evers" allowed. And what of us? will we degenerate so well? What will they speculate about us?
What will they speculate? That we were kind men? That we were wise? That we had plans?

Or, will we, too, become that unknown civilization, leaving others to guess and wonder, "Whatever happened?" Never knowing that we asked ourselves the same question.

Wednesday, February 04, 2004
 
Nothing in this world is more depressing than old girlfriends mucking up your plans to Japan because of misplaced eros and/or confusion about her relationship with her girlfriend, who is no fun anyway and needs to be dumped. But, that is just my opinion.