Archive for June, 2004

Monday June 21, 2004

0

I’m having a hard time “getting happy” with a new look.  I think I’ll need to play around with things.

I’ll do a review of Stranger in a StrangeLand tomorrow.

grrrr

0

I’m having a hard time “getting happy” with a new look. I think I’ll need to play around with things.

I’ll do a review of Stranger in a StrangeLand tomorrow.

Sunday June 20, 2004

0

No responses from Xanga whatsoever.  I guess everything is lost.  That’s too bad.

For you lovers of good writing, these are the 10 winners of this year’s Bulwer-Lytton contest –AKA Dark and Stormy Night Contest– (run by the English Dept. of San Jose State University), wherein one writes only the first line of a bad novel.

10) “As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to break wind in the echo chamber, he would never hear the end of it.”

9) “Just beyond the Narrows, the river widens.”

8) “With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick brown hair, deep azure-blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small straight nose, Marilee had a beauty that defied description.”

7) “Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept along the East wall: ‘Andre creep… Andre creep… Andre creep.’”

6) “Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley sex-change surgeon to become the woman he loved.”

5) “Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not keep her from eeking out a living at a local pet store.”

4) “Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, but then penguins often do.”

3) “Like an over-ripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor.”

2) “Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn’t know the meaning of the word ‘fear’; a man who could laugh in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death — in short, a moron with suicidal tendencies.”

AND THE WINNER IS…..
1) “The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving the magnitude of the frog’s deception, screaming madly, ‘You lied!”

can you write this?

0

No responses from Xanga whatsoever. I guess everything is lost. That’s too bad.

For you lovers of good writing, these are the 10 winners of this year’s Bulwer-Lytton contest –AKA Dark and Stormy Night Contest– (run by the English Dept. of San Jose State University), wherein one writes only the first line of a bad novel.

10) “As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to break wind in the echo chamber, he would never hear the end of it.”

9) “Just beyond the Narrows, the river widens.”

8) “With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick brown hair, deep azure-blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small straight nose, Marilee had a beauty that defied description.”

7) “Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept along the East wall: ‘Andre creep… Andre creep… Andre creep.’”

6) “Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley sex-change surgeon to become the woman he loved.”

5) “Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not keep her from eeking out a living at a local pet store.”

4) “Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, but then penguins often do.”

3) “Like an over-ripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor.”

2) “Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn’t know the meaning of the word ‘fear’; a man who could laugh in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death — in short, a moron with suicidal tendencies.”

AND THE WINNER IS…..
1) “The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving the magnitude of the frog’s deception, screaming madly, ‘You lied!”

Thursday June 17, 2004

0

No news from Xanga yet.  I’ve lost all of my images that were on the server.

This is irritating.  It’s not the end of the world but it is rude of someone to do that.

well

0

No news from Xanga yet. I’ve lost all of my images that were on the server.

This is irritating. It’s not the end of the world but it is rude of someone to do that.

personals

0

Personals
by Steven (lord mikhail)

“Wanted: I’m seeking a brand new heart
This ones torn near half apart.
All and all it was never too smart,
so im looking to find me a brand new heart..”

I tried to keep this one safe from pain
to keep it dry and out of the rain.
A wall of steel, I’d stretch around
with no holes in it to be found.
But somehow some women have found the way in
through innocence or through their sin
And each has left her own marks there
And left a bit less for me to share.

I found one lass with hair so red
The mountains shadows made her bed
She crept inside my armor strong
And it didnt take too very long
Till my heart needed her to time each beat

And laid its essense at her feet
Fantasies we wove as one
Filled with romance, filled with fun

We tarried several months away
Until there came the fateful day
We realize she had to go

My heart cried to me its tale of woe
She took a part right near the core
which now would ne’er be mine once more

Another lass found her way in
She reeked of fun and all kinds of sin
Her impish style blew me into space
I longed to see her pretty face
The chase was long with many turns
We each were covered with many burns
From times we let the truths come through
Tellng each the of things we hadnt knew
Or losing our cool, and letting it out.
That I loved her I find little doubt.
Then one last time she went away
I couldnt follow, she couldnt stay
She’ll never be back but when she left
More of my heart was lost to theft.

So I wrapped whats left in double steel
Hoping to give it time to heal.
Softly I crept from girl to girl
Giving flirtation one more whirl
If I didnt get close they couldnt slip by
The defenses I had piled so high
And still a few did chip away
at the remains of my heart from day to day
A lovely blonde who touched my soul
For a time I thought she’d make me whole
A wicked brunette who gave herself to me..
but then she had to be set free..
Others too came way too near
and set my heart to feeling fear.

Then came a gal from a desert place
Red hair framed round her lovely face
she gazed at me with eyes of blue
It was as though my armor melted through
I reached out then to touch her hand
off in her lofty arid land.
My heart felt like its found the cure
for all the pain it had endured
But what she needed I couldnt be
I tried again my heart to free
Another piece is with her there
And with it went my will to care.

So
“Wanted: I’m seeking a brand new heart
This ones torn near half apart
and all and all it was never too smart
so im looking to find me a brand new heart..”

Wednesday June 16, 2004

0

Something happened overnight.  My password was changed and my entire look was changed.  I didn’t give out my password nor did I change my site.  I’ve lost at least 3 entries, as well.

I put on a skin because the scheme that the intruder put on was horrible…orange background with green text.  Blech.

I have contacted xanga.

I will write more later.

lost

0

Something happened overnight. My password was changed and my entire look was changed. I didn’t give out my password nor did I change my site. I’ve lost at least 3 entries, as well.

I put on a skin because the scheme that the intruder put on was horrible…orange background with green text. Blech.

I have contacted xanga.

I will write more later.

Tuesday June 15, 2004

0

Shrek 2

I loved the movie.  It was even more fun to see it with my five-year-old niece.  The music was fun, the animation was phenomenal.

That being said, I think the creators pandered to something, though.  They pulled in socialIt was almost over the top for me.

I wanted to hear a story.  I wanted to feel Shrek and Fiona in the same way I did in the original.  I wanted to feel great about this love story gone weird.

I felt let down.

I laughed heartily, of course, at specific areas that were so —

Next Review:  HBO’s Something the Lord Made

Go to Top