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(Aren't you glad this mayor is specific?)
The first test in almost two years of the planned multi-billion dollar US anti-missile shield has failed:
Okay, let's give them that the greatest threat from rogue nations is an expensive and unreliable missile launch, and that the bad weather was at the dummy missile site, not at the interceptor launch site. It's still, at best, a horribly bad system.
hoi polloi, antonym: hoity toity
If the new UNKLE "blows" as much as the Mars Volta, then I'm goin out to buy it right now.
Correction: Train 48 is MY favourite show and everyone knows it.
Between '68 and '72 the Nova was a beautiful car. I'd buy one.
Come see LIME on Friday. There's gonna be cake, and it's only $3. Hell, fuck LIME... just spend $3 to see the Mark Birtles Project and Fractal Pattern. You'll never see such good bands for so cheap again.
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December 15, 2004 -- 1:51 PM
posted by Par
Council boosts property tax by 5.4 per cent:
There's just a ton of stuff. I mean, there are a lot of people things. Not as many computer things and road things, but people things. Which I think citizens will think is important.
-- Stephen Mandel
-- Stephen Mandel
(Aren't you glad this mayor is specific?)
The first test in almost two years of the planned multi-billion dollar US anti-missile shield has failed:
The Pentagon said an interceptor missile did not take off and was automatically shut down on its launch pad in the central Pacific.
Wednesday's trial had been put off four times because of bad weather at launch sites and, on Sunday, because a radio transmitter failed.
Wednesday's trial had been put off four times because of bad weather at launch sites and, on Sunday, because a radio transmitter failed.
Okay, let's give them that the greatest threat from rogue nations is an expensive and unreliable missile launch, and that the bad weather was at the dummy missile site, not at the interceptor launch site. It's still, at best, a horribly bad system.
December 15, 2004 -- 1:34 PM
posted by eric
what's your user name?
tekamafo
December 15, 2004 -- 1:30 PM
posted by Par
I am. Now what?
December 15, 2004 -- 1:27 PM
posted by eric
yo get tha fuck up on MSN
December 15, 2004 -- 1:25 PM
posted by eric
Jarvis (and possibly another Pulp member) is appearing in the upcoming Harry Potter with Jonny and Phil of Radiohead.
December 15, 2004 -- 1:22 PM
posted by nobody knows my face
Fuck, I really want a NOVA now!!!
December 15, 2004 -- 1:05 PM
posted by nobody knows my face
December 15, 2004 -- 12:28 PM
posted by alison
I really want to listen to pulp now... damn it! and no one has it on itunes here.
hmm... can I wait for Christmas money? I dunno... mmm pulp...
December 15, 2004 -- 12:26 PM
posted by carlee jane
good morning! 9 more sleeps till santa comes! i am all done my shopping and everything is wrapped and i have decided never to make a christmas budget again. i love the holidays!
erock and i had a romantic evening of pogos, tater tots, and our favorite show in all the world, train 48.
December 15, 2004 -- 12:22 PM
posted by alison
actually, I was thinking more about food that time, but the drug reference still stands.
Eric, thank you so much for the Pulp song! Now I'm going to have that semi-whiny british accent singing in my head all day. I dunno, I really didn't think they were the 'one hit wonder' that everyone else makes them out to be. I kinda like Pulp. One of their other songs... though I've forgotten which one...
and a related bit of news: Pulp is no longer... if you didn't already know: from Pulp Online: "To put you straight: Pulp aren't technically splitting up, but neither are they making any plans to return to the studio for the foreseeable future." and that was 2002... Since then Jarvis has released an album on his own... but no more pulp...
aha! It's Sorted for E's and Wizz - love it!
Alright.
In the middle of the nite,
it feels alright
but then tomorrow morning.
Oh then you come down.
Just keep on moving...
everybody asks your name,
they say we're all the same
and it's "nice one", "geezer",
but that's as far as the conversation went.
I lost my friends, I dance alone,
it's 6 o'clock I wanna go home.
But it's "no way", "not today", makes you wonder what it meant.
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows,
and you want to phone your mother and say
"Mother, I can never come home again
'cos I seem to have left an important part of my brain
somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire".
Alright.
In the middle of the night
it feels alright but then tomorrow morning.
Oh then you come down.
Oh then you come down.
What if you never come down?
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