Stuff.
i did a search, for blogs and things that link to this blog; so that i may add them to my list of links that i'll be slowly looking at and maybe adding to the sidebar as time goes by, but more on that later. I happened upon "BluePhantom's BlueNotes". And it had a quote from me from the past, that had me laughing.
Tommarow i have to go back, eventhough i don't have a class, to buy books. The Damage is going to be in the $600 range :(
thats an iPod you bookstore bastards!
Hahahaha. I can't believe i said that. But i guess i did. I really have no idea half the shit i've said on this thing.
Like i said, i'm going around the net, looking for links. I've got a few, and you might notice that i have added a few recently. I'm thinking of giving them 1-2 months with the 'new' tag, and then removing that and adding 1-2 links with the 'new' tag and giving that a month or two. Keep things fresh, and it will probably make those links more used then the past, since there are only going to be one or two new links at a time; whereas i use to add 4 or 5 links at once.
I would like to increase my podcast links; and i'm thinking of adding a new link section inspired by Mr. Poose. But for that to happen i'm going to have to do quite a bit of searching, and hopeing that my template has some of it's formatting saved within, that is if i can find my template.
Ok, now about my day, i've been again stuck in Tulsa, with no escape! My sister is about to pop, and if she doesn't it will be today. At 4:00am [this was written at 3:30am, but i'm wating for this upload to finish, god only know how long this is going to take] my mother is going up to her house, and picking her up, and driving her to Tulsa; and they are going to force her to have it. I swear, she never is done what she is told.
posted by Brian Smith @ 2:06 AM
3 Comments:
Hey, an uncle huh! That is very neat and I am jealous. I have been waiting for 5 years now for my darn bro and his woman to get busy and produce me a neice or nephew. So far, nothing. I have two godchildren, but it is not the same. I gotta tell ya, I don't care what psychotic problem someone might have; NOTHING would keep me from seeing someone I cared about. Even if i had to kick some ass, ha ha, (like I could with my stupid neuropathy shit goin on) but still.....people would be thinking hard about what is important in their lives.
My launch cast radio is playing me a song by a group called "Slaves on Dope" I swear i don't know why just cause I like metal it tries to play me crap. I do not like butt rock, or ass metal. Ahh Primus, there we go.
I thought i might be the only one in the world who was allergic to hay. I jumped into a bale off the loft of my granddads barn when I was a kid, and I had a very serious allergic reaction. My face and throat swelled up, I turned red and had a really hard time breathing. It was horrible. I also got hives. I would say, you should be careful around it because it is said that if you have an allergic reaction to something, at anytime the reaction could intensify, and then you'd be shit out of luck.
About the "fixing to" thing...me and my brother have always used that term, we grew up in Oklahoma. What I was saying is that apparantly no one else in America does, cause people my bro works with were giving him a hard time about it. They had never heard anyone use that term i guess.
Broke dick. You know there is a difference between just being poor, and being what you call 'broke dick'. It's all about the attitude, like when you are talking about inner-city attitude its either 'ghetto fabulous' or crack whore. I have known both.
Well, I am sure you are tired of reading my ramblings by now, so i will quit for the time being, but be warned...I will be back! Bwahahahaha............he he, thats my evil laugh ya know.
I guess she is having it sometime soon, she is in the hospital today, but i don't know if she has had it. My mom is up there staying and my dad just got home from there, since he has to go to work in the morning; and my sister is watching 'the real world'.
If my skin is punctured by hay, it blisters all over; and that shit gets in my shoes. Woo... i swear i have almost no skin on my feet after a few days of that shit. Not to mention that there are Bees that like to nest in those fields, and you have to drive over that lil hole they made in the ground, while having to go very slow on a tractor without an enclosure. I've been stung, thankfully by smaller bees and that i'm not allergic to bees that i know of. Also the hay makes my eyes itch, water, turn red, and i sneeze constantly, my nose runs; i'm not a pretty site. I'm too dainty to be out there.
It's just never occurred to me, with the whole fixin to do thing; i say it and don't even think about it. It's just oddly natural; so much so, i doubt i've ever said i was about to do something. Ummmm... i might have said "i'm gunna get on that" but never about.
And i agree, Broke Dick DOES NOT equal poor. It doesn't mean that you can't be poor and broke dick as also it doesn’t mean that you can't be broke dick if your rich. Look at The Trump; That hair! Broke Dick. Then look at some teachers, poor as hell [at least around here], but not broke dick. But i wouldn't narrow it to just attitude; i say it's the overall effect you give off; which encompasses attitude.
But i think i am 'Ghetto Fabulous' though, I have like one Paco shirt that is like 5x bigger then what i should have. And when i put it on, it totally become lil kim; except i'm not going to jail and the shirt covers my body.
Well, drop by anytime, and drop as many lines of text as you want.
from a previous post:
Well, first let me say that I've baled hay, too (your spelling of the correct "bale" would�denote you had "bailed" your hay out of jail).� I grew up in a rural area and worked on my parent's land.� And believe me, there wasn't a salvage yard in sight, either.� Just the land that had to be worked by family members.� So you're not unique there.
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Second, let's clear up this usage of the term "broke dick."� Having grown up in a rural area, where such terms are used, I know the correct and incorrect ways to use that�saying.� It's really meant to�be a humorous, sarcastic, or hateful jab at�someone to infer impotence, not someone that's poor.� But you continue to use it to imply someone's financial status.� And by the way, before you even question my virility, I'm far from impotent.�
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You're right about something: I really don't know you, except by what you say on here.� You're the one that decided to post stories about your life, your thoughts, and your comments on things around you.� When you put yourself out there in a public way, you have to learn to accept the critical observations along with the good ones.� Your dependence on others, as mentioned in my first posting that was in response to what you had posted, was something I found problematic.� It certainly doesn't affect me in my life.� However, it will over time become a problem for you.� Independence is what really makes someone fabulous.� Being a young gay male doesn't make you fabulous.� Being a strong, self-reliant individual, regardless of age or sexuality, is what builds the core of your being, and is in the end what makes a person fabulous.� It doesn't matter how much money someone else has, or how much your parents have.� It's about what you have, what you've earned, and what you've achieved.� It's about�learning to depend on yourself.�
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While I've tried to make that point from a sarcastic standpoint, I decided to say�it in a very straight-forward way this time.� The point is: you are young MAN with�what I'm sure is a great deal of potential.� Don't rely on your grandmother to buy things for you, or your parents to support you no matter how little or how much they have.� There comes a time when you leave your childhood behind and move into the responsibility of adulthood.� Only then can you fully realize how fabulous you can be
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