JamesSavik

Happy Birthday :king: -keeps his clothes on- no need to cause a panic.

I don't like having pictures made because of the scars. People think I've been in a war.

According to sources I've consulted, raccoons won't even eat lutefisk.

Crappy Prom music of the past Rapture by Blondie 1999 by Prince Good stuff Louie Louie by the Kingsmen

I'm a cat person and HATE small yappy dogs. There's very few things cuter than lab or golden retriever puppies.

I like the Danes. They are some of the mellowest people in the world. If everyone had their intelligence, good sense and temperament, we would all be a lot better off.

allergic to eggs. They make me ill and anyone nearby run for their life.

You know- just looking at sauerkraut, you would think its awful. Now I can't have a hot dog without it. I tried it once at a German restaurant in Fort Worth and I'm hooked.

Food Porn I tried the new Kentucky Fried Chicken Double-down sandwich. It's frikin' awesome. Where else can you find all the awesomeness of fried chicken, cheese and bacon in one mouthful? I had one and... no chest pains! Cool Old Videos My facebook friends know that I post a cool old video from youtube every day with a special on Saturday night and a theme for the week. This week theme is the blues influence in early rock. Because Mondays suck and I want it to suck less, here's todays bonus video. Here's a bonus, bonus video for following my blog: End of the Gulf as We Know It It appears that British Peritoneum has screwed the pooch on a new and monumental scale that can even be seen from space. Disaster is word that has suffered from overuse. Tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunami are all disasters. This oil spill is so large that it threatens a unique way of life. It threatens people who have just gotten up off the matt after the most destructive and deadly hurricane in living memory and now have to face the death of an entire ecosystem. If the response to Katrina was a blunder by the Bush Administration, this is Obama's Chernobyl. Washington has done nothing of substance and has stood by and watched as this disaster has mushroomed out of control. If we can not contain this disaster soon, it will be so destructive that the costs will bankrupt not just BP and her underwriters but the complex web of economic interdependencies that tie countries and their economies together. The oil is already making landfall- and you can count the cost at 5 1/2 billion $ per day until the well is capped.

We had 4 more killed in storms in North Mississippi Sunday.

I like volcanoes. They remind us that the earth may be 6 billion years old but she can still throw one hell of a tantrum. Pyrocastic Flow would be a killer name for a metal band.

aggressive-aggressive INTJ

I like them for long road trips in the car. Can be a way to kill boredom on exercise bike. Lots of new smart phones are capable of playing them as MP3s. My favorite so far is the Lost Fleet by Jack Cambell

I'm pretty sure its okra.

I don't get it. He's a fair singer and a cute little kid but... ewww, I don't lust over little kids.

Living legends don't get older... just more distinguished

Meeting Green was like meeting an alien from another planet. Green was brought up in a family that he never doubted would love him if he was gay. He went to a school where it was never an issue. He had friends that didn't think it mattered. To me coming from my bunker deep in the heart of the bible belt, that made quite an impression. It made me wonder what my life would have been like if I had more acceptance and less punishment. It made me wonder what I would have done or been if I didn't think that I had to accept my 3rd and 4th choices. It made me wonder who I would have become if I hadn't had to waste so much energy over shame, guilt and confusion. While meeting and get to knowing Green made me question myself, I never begrudged him that he was growing up in a different time. You see- I was a begonia growing in a desert. The dry, sunny conditions stunted my growth. Green was a begonia in a rain forest: he thrived and grew in ways that I could only imagine. I miss chatting with him. He was challenging, bright, quick witted and gentle natured. It saddens me that he was taken from us all too soon by something as random as a car accident. Those who do remember, smile because you have to remember his wit. Those who never had the pleasure... wear your seat belts.

Rockstar: I knew that a cat was involved but who is choking him?

What about sharks with frickin' lasers!?

If you liked that one, read the Dragon and the Bear by Clancy and maybe even my own Twilight.

If you really want to get retarded...

NO. I know bullshit when I smell it.

Excellent choice.