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So here I am sitting on my duff once again, beating myself up (yes, other people told me to start writing again too) becuase I don't post on this MoFo no mo. Well actually I've been breaking my knuckles on a couple ideas that might work out. So stay tuned and hopefully the mindgrapes won't let me down.

Hey all - I know it's been a long time since I sat down and wrote a weekly comment, but this week has been one where I kinda felt like my brain started working again, in addition to a myriad of political madness. Honesty, so much has happened that I barely know where to begin. Governor Ebay , Rick Warren, the Shoe Guy... Yeah you know what lets go there first. Since i barely have anything else to say about the others. Here is a man Muntader al - Zaidi who has lived his life being an Iraqi journalist, someone who has endured Saddam and too many wars for me to remember (Iran /Iraq, Desert Storm and whatever the name is of this latest abortion). But here is one of the voiceless, one of the "common folk" just a simple part the Iraqi citizenry that tolerated Saddam and lived (so far) through all the bullshit of the Bushes. Here was a guy that is probably a better man than most, someone who has dedicated his life to educating his fellow people about the world as it effects th...

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NOTHIN!!! Honestly, for all of you that are wondering "why post an obvious fake video for the song". It's simple. Watching the video and listening to what Saul says invokes something within you. The "Steppin Fetcher" character in the video, dealing with the ignorant (yes, I said ignorant) selfish and impudent Shirley Temple, dancing up and down the stairs with the girl and (somewhat) being her care-taker, is infuriating to watch on many different levels. Then hearing Saul and another voice (I can only hope is Trent's) spilling fervent, fist-raising Tommie Smith and John Carlos type lyrics over the beats brings you back to the idea that no matter what he is still a NigGAR. !!NOTHING!!

I promise! I know I've been neglecting to write anything for a while. I've been pretty depressed about the job situation lately, and the lack of quality opportunities there are. I have no clue of what to do nowadays, after a while everything just ends up feeling like a jumble of words and no real possibilities. I've been on so many interviews and written so many thank you and cover letters that I feel like I'm writing to brick walls. Don't know what to do or what to say. Except - enjoy a Golden Oldie! and pray for me!

Music Video: THIS MUST BE THE PLACE (by Talking Heads) Home is where i want to be Pick me up and turn me round I feel numb - burn with a weak heart (so i) guess i must be having fun The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground Head in the sky It's ok i know nothing's wrong . . nothing Hi yo i got plenty of time Hi yo you got light in your eyes And you're standing here beside me I love the passing of time Never for money Always for love Cover up + say goodnight . . . say goodnight Home - is where i want to be But i guess i'm already there I come home - -she lifted up her wings Guess that this must be the place I can't tell one from another Did i find you, or you find me? There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this where i'll be . . . where i'll be Hi yo we drift in and out Hi yo sing into my mouth Out of all those kinds of people You got a face with a view I'm just an animal looking for a home Share ...

You know you want it. Don't make that face. Forget Montovani sings Incubus . This is the MUST-HAVE ALBUM of the year. Just listen to Chuck deliver The Sixth Day , and tell me you don't want some. GO GET SOME! From my COLD DEAD HANDS !!!

Hello all, I know it may seem as though I've neglected to say anything for a while (except for singing the praises of William Sledd), but I really have been working hard on trying to find more time for y'all. In the coming days you will be seeing more of my wonderful humor, wit and opinions. Once again I apologize for the wait. But hey you MoFo's don't pay the mortgage, I got clients to feed.

For obvious reasons I have mad respect for anyone with the balls to show the world just how cooky they can be, and William Sledd is just that type of guy. Check it out and let me know what you think. Although, I could do without the Paris Hilton. The song is nasty catchy! BEWARE!