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Fly Girl - Queen Latifah
 Well it's almost nightfall and there's no forecast of rainfall and I'm in the mood for a party so I'm gonna go out to a club and give the dancefloor body so I jump in the car and go to the venue walk in the door and now I'm on the menu guys in the house they're watching me they're clocking me there's no stopping me (refrain) (desire) I know you want me (you're fine) thank you but I'm not the type of girl that you think I am I don't jump into the arms of every man (but I'm paid) I don't need your money (I love you) you must be mad easy love is something that I ain't besides, I don't know you from a can of paint
T-Shirt Hell's shout out to all dead babies...
With this baby's shirt in answer to all the dead baby jokes. Take that you grotesque adult humans! 
T-Shirt Hell -- where all the bad shirts go.
Listen Up!
Is that okay with you??!!
---------------- credits: A Don Sphynx cat, a Russian breed of hairless cat, meows during a show in the southern Russian city of Stavropol, April 24, 2005. About 70 pets of various breeds took part in the show. REUTERS/Eduard Kornienko ----------------
Ugh
That is all.
Another Example...
Of a free-loading man.
Why's your woman always got to carry your ass, guys??! ------------
credits: On a busy German road, a female toad makes haste, with her male partner clinging on, as a speeding car approaches. Hundreds of toads have met a bizarre and sinister end in Germany in recent days, it was reported: they exploded.(AFP/DPA/File/Markus Farhrer)
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DVD - Songs from the Second Floor
 ? out of 10Blessed Be the One Who Sits DownIn a sour, gray city, filled with pale drunken salarymen and parading flagellants, everything goes wrong, pain is laughed at, businesses fail, traffic seizes up and a girl is made into a human sacrifice to save a corporation. Roy Andersson's "Songs From the Second Floor" is a collision at the intersection of farce and tragedy--the apocalypse as a joke on us.
You have never seen a film like this before. You may not enjoy it but you will not forget it. Andersson is a deadpan Swedish surrealist who has spent the last 25 years making "the best TV commercials in the world" (Ingmar Bergman) and now bites off the hand that fed him, chews it thoughtfully, spits it out and tramples on it. His movie regards modern capitalist society with the detached hilarity of a fanatic saint squatting on his pillar in the desert.
The film opens ironically with a man in a tanning machine--ironic, because all of the other characters will look like they've spent years in sunless caves. It proceeds with a series of set-pieces in which the camera, rarely moving, gazes impassively at scenes of absurdity and despair. A man is fired and clings to the leg of his boss, who marches down a corridor dragging him behind. A magician saws a volunteer in two. Yes. A man with the wrong accent is attacked by a gang. A man burns down his own store and then assures insurance inspectors it was arson, but as they talk we lose interest because outside on the street a parade of flagellants marches past, whipping themselves in time to their march. -- BY ROGER EBERT / November 1, 2002 I am one in the camp of "I didn't like it. And, I've already forgotten about it." Really, I just had no patience for it. Off to watch my beloved Life of Mammals, vol. 2
Mercy Street - Peter Gabriel
(for Anne Sexton)looking down on empty streets all she can see are the dreams all made solid are the dreams all made real she pictures the broken glass she pictures the steam she pictures a soul
with no leak at the seam
dreaming of mercy street wear your inside out tugging at the darkness word upon word
Nocturnal Cutie up-close
I know everyone fell in love with this guy. Here's another one picture I found. I so have to have one now. Right now. Its ears are soooooooooo cute! I would call it "Terri Mary" in honor of the two favorite women in my blog right now.  Kintana, an aye-aye, a rare species of lemur from Madagascar, the first captive bred aye-aye in the United Kingdom at the Bristol Zoo Gardens(BZG) in Bristol(AFP/BZG-HO) Moncheechee, Moncheechee, I can do karate!
Yeah, check this out.
Bette Shober (L) and Joanne Vrablik (R) take a closerlook at what people believe to be an image of theVirgin Mary under a freeway underpass in Chicago,April 18, 2005. Police said the image might have beencaused by stains from road salt that dripped from theKennedy expressway onto the wall, but hundreds ofbelievers have been coming to the underpass to viewthe image and pray at the spot. REUTERS/John Gress
A family lights a candle at a section of the KennedyExpressway underpass in Chicago, Illinois where ayellow and white stain on the concrete underpass hasleft what many believe to be an image of the VirginMary. Hundreds of faithful and curious people havevisited the underpass since it was discovered 10 April2005, leaving flowers and candles(AFP/Jeff Haynes)
I don't mean to laugh.
I just can't help it.
--------------------------------------- Update: thanks for Phreadom and M. Burns for linking me to the Virgin Mary cheese slices. I mean, grill cheese sandwich. It's American, I'm sure, so what difference does it make?  OK. And, OK. People. That toast looks like Pat Benatar, not the Virgin Mary! I mean -- really!  This image sort of looks like a Virgin Mary cheese toast as well. How much do you think I can get for it??
 5 out of 10
Mediocre, at best.This movie was about a young boy living in England when the war against the Nazis started. I would call it a coming-of-age story, except he does not nothing coming-of-age-ish. Bombs drop on their street. He joins a "gang" of shithead little boys who go around and further trash the houses that have been bombed. For them, the world "fuck" is too harsh, though being able to swear gets you into the gang outright. The boy's house burns down, his sister gets knocked up by a soldier, his mom confesses love for his dad (a soldier who didn't even discuss signing up for the war with his mom before doing it, and she's pissed but still smiles sweetly - gad!)'s best friend. None of this seems to phaze anyone much, and it's like looking at the world in a fog where nothing quite makes crystal-clear sense. And, nothing matters. Of course, this is what it's like to be a boy! I totally get it now.Um, he spends the summer in the country, and the best memory he ever had - this is where the movie ends, then - is when, on the first day of school, he grumbly goes on back, only to find that it's been bombed. Grandpa splits a side laughing uproariously. Boy learns how to throw a GOOGLIE while playing cricket, which must be like the best thing ever. But, guess what? NO ONE CARES. BOOrrrrrrr-ing!
I, Sister Pepper Spray of Love and Mercy
 my South Park character. notice the vicious little clenched fists. very important part of the image. To me, they just scream, " Let's fuck some shit up."
Repost
Because I love this face. 
So Be It Known
Henceforth, I shall be known by my Unitarian Jihad name:
Sister Pepper Spray of Love and Mercy
And, dang it, if that doesn't fit perfectly. How did they know?? Anyway. Please refer to me in that manner from now on. Much thanks. Get yours!
 3 1/2 out of 10
Pretty damn awful. There was no point to this movie, and it was dumb to boot. I don't get it; was it supposed to be a parody like Drop Dead Gorgeous ( a superior piece of film)? If so, it failed miserably. It wasn't even kinda fun! Just annoying. Disappointing because I really wanted to see Jessica Pare in something else. This was nothing else. Two words. Unrelentingly kitsch. Not watchable. Not recommended. At all. I have a splinter in my finger. And now in my eye, too.
10 out of 10
Breathtaking. Great and powerful. High tech, even. Highly recommended to anyone who is truly curious about the world around them.
You Got to be Joking Me
There is something very wrong with these pictures. Pigs compete in a swimming race at Pig Olympics Thursday April 14, 2005 in Shanghai, China. The pigs, a midget species from Thailand, begin training soon after birth and can begin performing professionally from about one year of age according to local media. (AP Photo/Eugene Hoshiko)   Piglets swim during a sporting event dubbed as 'Pig Olympics' at Heping Park in Shanghai April 15, 2005. The piglets, which come from a special species in Thailand, competes in several events like running, hurdles, hoop-jumping, diving and swimming. The four-legged athletes start training a month after birth and will continue competing until they reach one-year-old. REUTERS/Claro Cortes IV  
Flaming Balls of Meteor
This is what that flaming crap ball I saw a while back looked (more) like:  A shooting star streaks across the sky during a meteor shower. A meteorite which residents described as a 'huge ball of crap fire' was spotted over the eastern Spanish regions of Catalonia and Valencia, according to astronomers in the region.(AFP/NASA/File)
A 25-year-old Massachusetts Institute of Technology student has invented a revolutionary alarm clock 'clocky,' in this undated photo, that falls to the floor and rolls away on the first push of the snooze button. To turn it off, a person must get out of bed and find it. The clock features two rubber wheels and is covered in thick, 1970s-style shag carpet and other material to cushion it when it tumbles to the floor.
Published April 7, 2005 by Reuters.
MOOD: relieved, directed
 What's happening now points to the Father of Cups - intelligence, understanding, strength - all coming from emotion. In my past, reversed Ace of Wands points to false starts, misdirection, and thwarted passion. To think about, Four of Swords - rest, a time to recuperate and recover coming from peacefulness and resolve, before moving on to... the Eight of Cups - changing course, going a different direction, putting my things in order then turning my back on the past with a fresh change of heart and a resolved determination to see what's on the other side. Who says this stuff is all hooey?
 9 out of 10
Review ( Word to Remember: "Omnisexual") Positives:Tilda Swinton, Virgina Woolf, Jimmy Sommerville(??/!!) Negatives:Billy Zane (boo, hiss), final scene with Jimmy Sommerville floating in the preposterous get up as a drag queen angel!
I am NOT a hippie
 Yes, I am! In fact, I am a hippie child. But, I am so not a follower. ------------------ You are a SECF--Sober Emotional Constructive Follower. This makes you a Hippie. You are passionate about your causes and steadfast in your commitments. Once you've made up your mind, no one can convince you otherwise. Your eyes are getting very heavy.Your politics are left-leaning, and your lifestyle choices decidedly temperate and chaste.You do tremendous work when focused, but usually you operate somewhat distracted. You blow hot and cold, and while you normally endeavor on the side of goodness and truth, you have a massive mean streak which is not to be taken lightly. You don't get mad, you get even. You don't want to believe, you are sleeping.Please don't get even with this web site.Of the 112156 people who have taken this quiz since tracking began (8/17/2004), 10.3 % are this type. Wackiness: 44/100 Rationality: 24/100 Constructiveness: 60/100 Leadership: 48/100 -------------------- ( Note: Personally, I like my Keirsey personality type better. INFJ.)MOOD: mean
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