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It's been a relatively music-free weekend. Sometimes I need that. Sometimes I need to take a break and not listen to anything.
Yesterday morning I tuned in to the local radio station's Saturday morning jazz program. Oftentimes I love this program. But sometimes they get into this corny doo-wop vocal jazz thing, which just irritates the shit out of me and the girlfriend. After about the fourth scatting goddamn song, I got so pissed off that I switched off the tuner, grabbed my LP copy of The Clifford Brown Memorial Album (Blue Note) slipped the LP out of the jacket, slapped it on the JVC QL-Y5F, hit play, and sank into the couch. A few minutes later, my girlfriend said, "Hey, nice. Now they're into some sultry jazz." I said, "No, honey, that's my record." "Oh. Who is it?" "Clifford Brown. From the early 50s. Blue Note record." "Oh. Trumpet player?" "Yes." "Hmm, nice." I was happy again. My girlfriend said that my Clifford Brown album was nice. I got up from the couch and went to the kichen and made some fresh coffee in our french press. We listened to the record while she worked on her Web site and I checked my bank account, paid some bills, and wrote some to-do lists. |
Sunday night. All the SY kids have to have dinner with the parents. A pot roast and potatoes, most likely. Then it's the weely Sunday night bath because tomorrow is the start of a new school week. And then it's to bed.
Good night, kids. Be good, okay. Listen to your parents. |
ha ha not me
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goodnight
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But figuratively, you are having dinner right now with your parents.
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Nah, it was carne asada today. And well next week I'm on vacation..so....yeh. |
you have the internet
your future parents |
you have parents but yr
future is the Internet is that wut you meen to sae? |
then yr future is 300 pounds
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It's unhealthy. I want you to live a long and healthy life. Because I love you--and because I love thin women.
Seriously. It's not good to be too heavy. I'm not against "overweight" but "obese" is different. |
ha ha. Well, what can I say. She's young.
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I love used bookstores
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death where are you?
goddamn you death i still woke up *makes angry fist at dead* you better come fast if i'm still alive and there ain't no life no where them i'm back on earth soo much fun here you woudn't believe |
no death to arrive
then on with the future long live the future long live the satellite king [a*] |
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Do you know how hard it is to find a decent laptop in this town?? Baby's is megaviral. |
We saw a lady this weekend who was shaped like a ball.
Completely round. Afterwards, the wife had a go at America. |
let's not talk about uglyness
reminds me of the reality of ugly clothings and ugly bodies by luxury not ugly by nature = not ugly = nature ugly by wasting the body |
like people are addicted to uglyness and brainlessness
strange adventure on planet earth wierdest life i have ever seen wierdest evolution of a specie |
let me complain another minute
it's cold here only good when it's summer summer is still far away like all beautifull dreams are they always drift further and further away from you and like a donkey get manipulated to move forward by a carrot the human world of fiction childeren believing their own stories ![]() |
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