It's funny how a song can take you back. The exact moment. The exact feeling. Suspended in time until the music brings it all rushing back. When 10 years ago seems like the present. I remember our first date. The casino was giving out those stupid playing cards at the door, the ones neither one of us was old enough to use. I think we missed most of that concert lost in conversation. Discovering each other. Watching your fascination with me as I was lost in you. Thrilled just holding your hand. A few weeks later I was teasing you about the amount of trash you could accumulate in the pockets of that big army jacket you wore back then. That night you had gotten the ace of hearts, it was still in your jacket. I wrote on that card the chorus to the lyrics that became our song. You kept that card for years. I wanted you to know how I was feeling. I tried to make it a joke even thou my heart was on my sleeve. You took it from me, I smiled. One tear. I saw it when you looked up. I knew I loved you then, but you actually said it.

I went and saw Fahrenheit 9/11 last night. I am not pro bush, I'm not in favor of the deaths of American serviceman for a cause like this. Still that movie pissed me off. First off I probably should have looked into a bit before seeing it. I thought it was a documentary about 9/11. My fault there. I didn't know it was anti-Bush propaganda movie. Beyond making fun of the president it made fun of Americans and it made fun of the troops. It made our soldiers out to be a bunch of ignorant baby killers. Specifically the Marines and the Army. When "facts" are thrown out there without support they are called opinions. This movie is nothing more than Michael Moore's opinion of events. I'm sure he'll get rich off it. It's also very convenient that this movie's release is right before the election. I wonder who helped fund it? Nice one, man.

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Down in a Hole


What Alice in Chains song are you? (complete with pics)
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One for The Gipper...
He was the first president I remember. He's as much a part of my early memories as any other 80's icon. He was on the news that my father watched, without fail, every night. His image mingled with the smells of dinner cooking and other jumbled odds and ends. He was the president when I learned what a president was. Before that understanding, I remember knowing his importance as it seemed to radiate from him. Who else could interupt the nightly sit-coms and game shows on every channel? I may not have a particular memory about him, but I remember him.