Yup, after failure as a freelance web designer, I’ve gotta prove to myself that I can make at least a buck or two with all these hard won skills (cough, cough). So… buy something from me, and I’ll get a pittance. I’ll try to at least make the offers interesting! My first item for sale is a large coffee mug for all you addicts. It is white and has the caption “I can’t quit, coffee makes me happy!”
— John S wrote:
> If you could meet and chat with anyone that you wanted who was
> deceased. Whom would you choose?
I think… Einstien. He would be a hoot at a party. If I couldn’t get
him, then Uncle Al Crowley. Ooooh! Carl Jung!
Picture this… a dinner party with Nietzsche, Crowley, and Ayn Rand.
Maybe Churchill to provide color commentary?
I found this one from the Blogger main page. The first poem I found on Kristin’s page seemed amazing to me. I post it here only so that I don’t lose it in her archives. She says that all of her poems are assembled from the subject lines of SPAM she gets…
I don’t know, I’ve never noticed interesting stuff like that, but maybe I’ll look at my SPAM basket in a different way tomorrow.
Kristin Thomas Spam Poetry: Sunday, March 28, 2004
Its the girl who always loved you
its the one that got away
Its the moment that escapes you
when the predator is prey
its the way to finally take charge
its a question of your hate
its the easiest part of your new life
when you finally seize the day
When the one you want rejects you
When the pain is its own drug
when you can’t take another moment
it is time for them to pay.
– by Kristin Thomas