Friday, February 28, 2003

Yo Eric! I made some changes 'round here.
I can't wait for the Matrix sequels, Reloaded and Revolutions. They're gonna be so cool . . .
Funk music . . . timeless.
Hello, all. I've just added some links. Check 'em out.

Thursday, February 27, 2003

What the hell am I doing here? No one is ever gonna see this. Why waste my time? Oh, well. Maybe a billboard would work. . .
Anyways, I am inventing my own language. I call it "Fuhuian." I've been working on the vocabulary, and have yet to do the grammar for it, but it's coming along pretty damn good. Don't laugh.
Snow, snow, snow. Kick ass.
Appparently Jerusalem got a foot of snow. Interesting how it wasn't in the paper.
Got any comments for my site? Want to know why it exists? Why server space has been squandered like, um, yeah? Then e-mail me at or Just don't send me any viruses, please. C'mon, people, I need this.
Hey! Wanna e-mail Saddam Hussein's son? Well, now you can:
Thanks, Wired News. Just try not to get arrested for treason, OK?
Damn, look at the snow. We're supposed to get 8 inches of the white stuff by tomorrow morning. Sweet.
Wanna search through Google? Go ahead, ya bastard. I'm just jokin'. Google better be payin' me for this, though . . .

Wednesday, February 26, 2003

Here's a list of still-available domain names: (ye old confederation of space pirates)
Here's a song that every protester around the world should adopt:

(To the tune of "If you're happy and you know it, clap your

If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq.
If the markets are a drama, bomb Iraq.
If the terrorists are Saudi,
And your alibi is shoddy,
And your tastes remain quite gaudy,
Bomb Iraq.

If corporate fraud is growin', bomb Iraq.
If your ties to it are showin', bomb Iraq.
If your politics are sleazy,
And hiding that ain't easy,
And your manhood's getting queasy,
Bomb Iraq.

If we have no allies with us, bomb Iraq.
If we think that someone's dissed us, bomb Iraq.
So to hell with the inspections,
Let's look tough for the elections,
Close your mind and take directions,
Bomb Iraq.

If the globe is quickly warming, bomb Iraq.
If the poor will soon be storming, bomb Iraq.
If the ozone hole is growing,
We'll pretend that we're not knowing,
Though our ignorance is showing,
Bomb Iraq.

If you never were elected, bomb Iraq.
If your ideas are rejected, bomb Iraq.
If you think that SUVs,
Are the best thing since sliced cheese,
And your father you must please,
Bomb Iraq.

Fall in line and follow orders, bomb Iraq.
For our might now knows no borders, bomb Iraq.
Disagree? We'll call it treason,
It's the make war not love season,
Even if we have no reason,
Bomb Iraq.

Tuesday, February 25, 2003

This will be the last post before I publish this shit. If you have any comments or whatever, then, I dunno, make ur own blog!
Wanna see pictures of public transit? I don't. But if you do for some reason, go to
I should be doin' homework 'bout now. Fuck it. It can wait.
Tell me what’s happened to the world
Seein’ that all evil has unfurled
And no bomb can right the wrong
We’ve been fightin’ this shit for far too long
No protest can stop the fireball
And it is just one against all

And if only the people could see
What they’ve done (2x)

So don’t tell me what the terror’s at
It’ll be all over by the time we know
A nuclear war, we can’t predict that
War battlefields covered with red snow
It’s been too long since we last invaded a country though

(Bridge #2)
Whatever, I don’t care
Just tell me where to drop the bombs
Drop the bombs

Right the wrong
Fight fire with fire
Come on Frenchie, get along
Fuck Bush, oil-hungry liar
Puppet governments are what we make
Deceive and invade and bomb innocents
Freedom and liberty are fake
They have been our trademarks ever since
The oil fields were ours to take

(Bridge #3)
And what can be given
Can be taken away

So don’t tell me what the terror’s at
It’ll all be over by the time we know
A nuclear war, we can’t predict that
War battlefields covered with red snow
It’s been too long since we last invaded a country though


It's not finished, as you can see, and I haven't been able to come up with any rhythm or anything like that for it yet. Whatever.
Tuesday. I hate Tuesdays. I wrote this song a few days ago. I could post it. I think I will.