God Bless Weezer

Best music video I've seen in a loooong time.

On Naughty words...

Was just reading a response I did to a post on Durk Niblick's site, and felt it warranted posting here with some minor revisions:

[When it comes to naughty words ...]

I like “Frell”, or “Frellin’”.

It’s this nice cross between a couple of popular naughty words. So, it's not just naughty, it's, like, naughty in stereo. D'ya get my meanin', govna'?

So I can say “Hey, what the frell?”, and no one knows… Is he going to hell for saying h-e-double hockey-sticks? Has he marked himself a social pariah for referencing unlawful carnal knowledge? Or perhaps he has left polite society gasping in the miasma of his verbal flatulations with a clever combination of the two?

But little do they know that THE JOKE’S ON THEM - because I don’t mean either! :-)>
It’s just a nonsense word in which my feeble mind takes refuge when trying to express strong emotion! Bwah-hah-hah-hah-hah…. ah...

Well, sort of let the cat out of the bag on frell, didn’t I. Word will travel, so use it quickly if you want to revel in it's ooey-gooey-goodness before the revelation of it’s naughty secret drains it of it’s cream-filled center and leaves only the partially hydrogenated yellowing husk of a once brilliant new (not)-naughty word.

I can certify it as 100% not a naughty word, as it has neither religions or sexual implications, nor does it have Saxon origins.

Actually, all kidding aside, it’s something they use on the sci-fi channel. So, you know, could mean anything.

My Wife is my hero

I for some reason saved this as a draft and did not publish. Will was born over 1 year ago, but here it is:

So, my wife just pounded out kid #5.
William Allen Hayes.
The boy is pink and perfect :-)
My wife is a machine.

Kidding aside, I think that the idea of putting men in the delivery room was meant to be torture. I would much rather give birth myself than watch helplessly as my wife does it. Watching her cry, hearing her pleas to the baby to just come out, and wiping her tears has, 5 time now, hurt me in ways that I once didn't know I could hurt, while at the same time filling me with a pride that I don't quite know how to voice.

So, as pain medicine dripped ineffectively down her back, she squeezed my hand and cried out in distress and suffered mightily, as has nearly every woman in human history, to assure that these days continue.

Watching what my wife does for her kids and for me day after day after day drives me to my knees, thanking God that I get to "get through another day" with her.

And thank you, God, for another beautiful, strong baby. May he be beautiful and strong, smart and wise, kind and Godly, and help me to be a good daddy.

Please to meet you, little Bill.

Marylin Manson Lyrics

I hate to admit it, but totally identify with the lyrics in this song, particularly below.

I would be interested to spend a day with MM and get to know him. He gives voice to some really interesting, and even sort of archetypal thoughts and emotions. I find these expressed a lot in those who were raised to hate our humanity, especially during a period when our humanity is most intensely felts (teen years).

There's little worse than intensely longing to be something "good" that you can never be, but believing that you're simply deficient in some way.

I love God, but I hate ... no, more like am deeply distressed and enormously saddened, by the voice, attitudes, and petty human-ness that the godly have superimposed on the idea of God.

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MARILYN MANSON - DISPOSABLE TEENS LYRICS

I never really hated the "one true God"
But the god of the people I hate

Newsboys

I could be wrong. Newsboys might be the greatest band ever.

Sympathy for the Devil Remix

something about this video rings true. I almost like what they've done musically towards the end. I think it would have worked better to do that all the way through.

Yes. I have insomnia (stress induced I would guess) and am watching music videos. :)

Maybe it's because when I first saw it I was 19, in love simultaniously with three amazing young women, and stoned out of my mind on NiQuil, but I gotta say, this video doesn't carry the same potency for me that it used to.

Everything is defined by it's moment in time.

When I first heard it, I thought the lyric was
I'm not sleepin' ... alone...
I'm not sleepin' ... at all ...