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Monday, October 29, 2001

So I went to And took the geek test...

I probably work in computers, or a history
deptartment at a college. I never really
fit in with the "normal" crowd. But I have
friends, and this is a good thing.

Take the GEEK Test at!

What the hell is up with that? oh well... That's all for now.

seen this way @ 6:23 PM EST by Sean

Sunday, October 28, 2001

I observed some kids playing across the street this afternoon. They were picking up large, flat looking rocks and dropping them on the ground to see who's was loudest, launched more dust, etc. It was really amazing. How was it that when we were that age, we were able to pick up those GIANT rocks and heave them, but now, with age, we can't even pick one up without grunting. Aren't we supposed to get stronger with age? And, what was so fascinating about rocks anyway? What made them so fun? They were really fun back then. But rocks just aren't as much fun now as they were back then. Wow, such a great observation and an insight into my own childhood and life in general.

seen this way @ 5:57 PM EST by Sean

Saturday, October 20, 2001

Look at all the shiny new links and stuff... oooo, ahhhhh...

seen this way @ 12:43 PM EST by Sean

Monday, October 15, 2001

I just got two more e-mails with poems and stuff:

reworded by: michelle cross & elisa kilgore.... east tennessee

the devil came down on nyc
he was lookin for souls to steal
and he was in a bind
cause he was way behind
with an arab he'd made a deal

when he killed our own on american soil
we knew it was an evil plot
bush stepped upon that podium
said" boy let me tell you what:

i bet you didn't know it
but we got plans of our own too.
and if you are to take a dare
i'll make a bet with you.

you may have begun this battle boy,
but give america it's due
we're gonna find you know matter where you go
we'll win this war against you.

the marine said:
my names johnny
this is where i come in
i'm part of this bet
your gonna regret
cause we're the best that's ever been.

airforce load up our planes and bomb those arabs hard
cause hell's broke loose in america
bush called out the national guard.

and when we win you'll not see those
shiny streets of gold
you'll have lost, now the devils got your soul.

the navy jumped on our ships and said:
"we'll start this show"
fire flew from there turrets
as they struck a mighty blow.

the army marched across the sands
and they made an evil hiss
then a band of volunteers joined in
and it sounded something like this.

when you attacked america you said
"look what i have done"
but just cower there in your hole
and let our soldiers show you how it's done.

fire in the towers run boys run
america was attacked at the rising sun
terrorism's always been a faceless foe
it's gonna be a dogfight don't cha'll know.

the devil bowed his head
cause he knew that he'd been beat
and he realized our american spirit he can not defeat
bush said: devil just come on back
if you ever wanna try again....

i done told you once
you son-of-a-gun
america's the best it's ever been!!!!

The Osama bin Laden poem

Osama Bin Laden, your time is short;
We'd rather you die, than come to court.
Why are you hiding if it was in God's name?
You're just a punk with a turban; a pathetic shame.

I have a question, about your theory and laws;
"How come you never die for the cause?"
Is it because you're a coward who counts on others?
Well here in America, we stand by our brothers.

As is usual, you failed in your mission;
If you expected pure chaos, you can keep on wishin'
Americans are now focused and stronger than ever;
Your death has become our next endeavor.
What you tried to kill, doesn't live in our walls;
It's not in buildings or shopping malls.
If all of our structures came crashing down;
It would still be there, safe and sound.

Because pride and courage can't be destroyed;
Even if the towers leave a deep void.
We'll band together and fill the holes
We'll bury our dead and bless their souls.

But then our energy will focus on you;
And you'll feel the wrath of the Red, White and Blue.
So slither and hide like a snake in the grass;
Because America's coming to kick your ass!!!

Thanks to Jamie for these.

seen this way @ 6:07 PM EST by Sean

Tuesday, October 09, 2001

Sean, Remember to edit this and get rid of it...
JTHM site
Unamerican stickers
Vampire Technology. Clothes?
Vampire: TM. Links

seen this way @ 2:39 PM EST by Sean

Monday, October 08, 2001

Well it seems as if we've made our first wave of attacks. Oh yeah and our second.

My Manager is gearing up to leave, just got a bunch of boxes from the store to pack. So it is true, he is leaving. Wow did I have a crazy weekend... but fun!! Crazy, but Fun. So I'm gearing up for another game that I'm going to be playing in. Going to play a character based on "Spike" of the "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" T.V. show. I even ordered the Black Leather Trench that he wears. I think this will be an interesting character. Well I think that's all for now, I will post more when interesting things come up.

seen this way @ 5:21 PM EST by Sean

Monday, October 01, 2001

I came home and found this to be in my e-mail bin. I hope you enjoy:

"The Binch"

Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot,

But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did not.

The Binch hated U.S! the whole U.S. way!

Now don't ask me why, for nobody can say,

It could be his turban was screwed on too tight.

Or the sun from the desert had beaten too bright

But I think that the most likely reason of all

May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.

But, Whatever the reason, his heart or his turban,

He stood facing Uville, the part that was urban.

''They're doing their business,'' he snarled from his perch.

''They're raising their families! They're going to church!

''They're leading the world, and their empire is thriving,

''I MUST keep the S's and U's from surviving!''

Tomorrow, he knew, all the U's and the S's,

Would put on their pants and their shirts and their dresses,

They'd go to their offices, playgrounds and schools,

And abide by their U and S values and rules,

And then they'd do something he liked least of all,

Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,

Would stand all united, each U and each S,

And they'd sing Uville's anthem, ''God bless us! God bless!''

All around their Twin Towers of Uville, they'd stand,

and their voices would drown every sound in the land

''I must stop that singing,'' Binch said with a smirk,

And he had an ideaan idea that might work!

The Binch stole some U airplanes in U morning hours,

And crashed them right into the Uville Twin Towers.

''They'll wake to disaster!'' he snickered, so sour,

''And how can they sing when they can't find a tower?''

The Binch cocked his ear as they woke from their sleeping,

All set to enjoy their U-wailing and weeping,

Instead he heard something that started quite low,

And it built up quite slow, but it started to grow

And the Binch heard the most unpredictable thing...

And he couldn't believe itthey started to sing!

He stared down at U-ville, not trusting his eyes,

What he saw was a shocking, disgusting surprise!

Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,

Was singing! Without any towers at all!

He HADN'T stopped U-Ville from singing! It sung!

For down deep in the hearts of the old and the young,

Those Twin Towers were standing, called Hope and called Pride,

And you can't smash the towers we hold deep inside.

So we circle the sites where our heroes did fall,

With a hand in each hand of the tall and the small,

And we mourn for our losses while knowing we'll cope,

For we still have inside that U-Pride and U-Hope.

For America means a bit more than tall towers,

It means more than wealth or political powers,

It's more than our enemies ever could guess,

So may God bless America! Bless us! God bless!

Many Thanks to Tonya for sending this to me.

seen this way @ 5:34 PM EST by Sean



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