JamesSavik

He seems like a nice kid. I wish some REAL people would kid nap him, take him fishing and camping, on a long road trip to see the states. Anywhere- just away from the Hollywood vampires that will suck his soul out and leave him full of nothing.

Let's see: acoustic:

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Noise by Darin Bradley This is one of the most timely and brilliantly conceived novels that I've read in a long time. Timely because it doesn't take a great deal of imagination to know that there are big changes coming. Whether our society is elastic enough or will break under the pressure is an open question. Brilliant from a writers perspective because the author uses his words like an artist uses a dry brush to get just the right color. Given the shape of the world today, when I close my eyes, Noise is like the nightmares that I see. Everyone wants more. Civility is a quaint, old fashioned idea. People have a dangerous, feral quality about them. Yes- I can see this happening. I can see the thrill killers and the cowardly sadist; liberated as society collapses. Maybe it is time. Maybe it is their time. Maybe it has already started. Some people like their fiction smooth and polished. Slick and stylish. That's not Noise. Noise flows like the crunch of broken glass under your boots or the sting of smoke in your eyes. It takes you into a violent a dark landscape that is all the more terrifying because it evolves from home to hell so quickly. I like fiction that has the ring of truth about it. Noise has that. It makes the hairs on your arms stand up because deep down inside: today, tomorrow, next year or next week- you know that it could happen. We will laugh nervously, shake our heads and carry on but in our nightmares we will still hear the Noise.

It's over-rated and it will happen anyway in due course. In the mean time, enjoy being youthfully indiscreet.

You might want to hold off on showing your competitive side to a romantic interest for say... a few months. If you find out that he can't beat you at anything, that might be a deal breaker.

Do you means songs from a musical... like say a song from a well known musical like Annie or the Sound of Music? Jeez I dunno. I was all set to suggest AC/DC or early Metallica. Now THERE is a beat you can blow the doors down with.

I'm FINALLY back in the big time. All of those certifications that I earned have finally paid off. I start Monday as the Systems Administrator for a mid size law firm. After years of working contracts, I've got a REAL job again. Not to worry. I will continue to write. I have a new story coming out for the Spring Anthology that I think will be pretty good according to my beta readers. That story has me developing another several stories set in the seventies. I've dusted off Operation Hammerhead and Broken. Things are FINALLY heading in the right direction.

I can like either a single or a series if they are well done. That's not always the case. Like a bad movie sequel, sometimes you can tell that a series of novels are not well planned or conceived. Remember- most movie sequels blow chunks. Rarely- a sequel can turn out better than the original. It's easy to see when a movie sequel is done simply to cash in on a strong initial showing. It's not as easy to see but the same problems in a poorly conceived sequel to a successful novel. After creating a cast of characters and a setting for a successful novel, there is the temptation to pick up where you left off with a sequel. It's NOT always a good idea. Ask yourself a few questions before Did you plan for the story to be a sequel? Is the new story arc natural or forced? Are the characters the same, different? Did the change in the first novel. How about in the second?

Shows like this attract attention whores like flies to crap. How much of it is real is anybody's guess.

Happy birthday Cutie... err I mean Curti.

Baba O'reily by the Who Rolling Stones: Sympathy for the Devil Live

Becky passed away at 6:30 this morning. A song from one of her favorite albums. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ku-ma1dVI8 Long you live and high you fly smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be.

Starting at $150+, they SHOULD smell like roses.

I don't mind if they come out. Just try not to be a GIANT DOUCHE and remember that no one elected you to be Ambassador for all GLBT people.

My cousin was diagnosed with terminal cancer last summer. We have tried to keep in touch as best we could but we got word last night that it was only a matter of hours. I drove my Mom to Pascagoula, MS this morning and arrived at the hospice where my cousin is staying for her last days. As soon as I entered the place it was like stepping into hell. There were people in various stages of excruciating death in every room. The first sound I heard was a man screaming for morphine. It turned my stomach. This is supposed to be compassionate care? I mean Jesus. What would these people do to their enemies? I have been around the dying before. I have looked into the blank, empty eyes of those who know their hours are numbered. This was something different. These weren't young people fighting to live against grievous injury or illness. These were elderly people who were looking forward to the release of death. My cousin was so bad off that she didn't even know that we were there. She was so emaciated that she only weights 70 pounds. The cancer had broken out in blotches on her skin. What the f**k is this? What kind of religious fanatic bullshit is it that says that you have to suffer as long as is medically possible before you die so they can milk your insurance as long as possible? What kind of ghoulish morons think that it would be murder to give someone in such a state a little too much morphine so that they can simply go to sleep and be released from the pain? There is something badly wrong with health care. This is it. It is in the hands of the hypocritical oath that decrees that dying patients should suffer as long as their insurance holds out. This is hell. We are all in danger of ending up there unless we have the good sense and strength to eat a bullet and save ourselves and our families the misery of modern medicine. The people that I saw today were already dead and they were in hell.

This meme business will get out of control! It will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it!

I too love the smell of books: old, new, it's all good. I don't need an anonymous program. It's one of the few healthy addictions.

Tom, Jamie, Eros and our other cuties: what would you think of being on a GA calendar? The cuties of GA! I bet it would sell like hot cakes.

Everybody seems to have a meme these days. After lots of coffee, doughnuts and revolting research into pop culture, I have come up with mine. Here it is: This XXXX business will get out of control! It will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it! It come from the Hunt for Red October. The US carrier group is emperiled by the proximity of Soviet naval vessels and aircraft. The Admiral utters this line. Now for use on the internets, I use it a little differently. Like when someone attaches way to much drama to the mundane. Like furries or ponies being posted in the wrong threads of message boards that take themselves too seriously. For example: This furry business will get out of control! It will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it! This my little pony business will get out of control! It will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it! Use it with my blessing. Just remember where it came from.

NO. And I will tell you why. 12 step programs have a tradition of insisting on anonymity for individual members at the level of press, radio and films. This is to protect the 12 step program's reputation. It prevents an opportunistic person from becoming the "face" of the program. It also prevents embarrassing the program when the same jack@ss gets caught with a trunk full of coke and dead hookers. Who would you want to public face of homosexuality to be? Perez Hilton? Harvey Firestein? Ricky Martin? Martina Navratilova? All people are human and have feet of clay. Our opponents like to point out any and all of our quirks, flaws and weaknesses. NO ONE should be the public "face" of homosexuality. We are too diverse: male and female, of all ethnicities and speak all languages. We, as a people, should have no "face" other than the one in the mirror.

Just don't travel with the army. We never get to go anywhere nice.

I love the classics and I have a ton of it on vinyl, cds and mp3. Pink Floyd, the Doors, Led Zeppelin, the Beatles, the Who, Supertramp- I've got them by the ton.

Disclaimer: What happened to me happened decades ago inside a culture that isn't very forgiving in sexual matters. Occasionally, where religious nuts are involved, it still happens. Past performance is not necessairly indicative of future results. Coming out can be as painless as Colinian's or as difficult (or worse than) my own. Use your own best judgment. Just be aware that it may be more complicated than you think.