mental invalid

i hope so.... and if not, the 12 pack of sammys october fest should do it... roe, addicted to the good bad and ugly of the television

and not only did they say fuck gay marriage, but said fuck civil unions as well... god bless the double standard of republicans...

think that may be a mistake, i think he is still in a coma...

yes, sir. deto/Viva Bush Quoted post [/b] and ill say it again...the states most affected by 9/11 and those states who are likely targets all went kerry...

if bush wants peace in israel paying attention to it would be a good start... never was a fan of arafat...seemed later on he became the classic power corrupts shakespeare character...

i will never ever understand how a true christian could be a republican....

im so disappointed in 51% of my country...

no one ever mention to me again the illusionary 18-30 vote...its never materialized and its never gonna... roe, eating the pill of cyanide cynicism

unfortunately i think your right, but like i said, if we are gonna do this, and we have initiated the provisional ballot, then as a precedent lets count em and get a full and legit total...i am afraid that this could fester and that the voter in the future will be less inclined to cast such a vote and therefore will just choose not to vote... this way bush can say there really was no doubt....

if 136,000 votes seperate them in ohio, and there are between 175,000 to 250,000 provisional ballots still left unaccounted, then why not error on the side of caution and count the votes...i mean if there was a difference greater then the amounts of votes then why bother, but in this case why not take the time and do this right... just a thought....i think its really important

just remember, the four states who felt the most pain on 9/11 all voted for kerry...

actually for someone who pretty much hates everything he does, yeah i thought it came out alright actually....

bobbo - loving the umbilical chord man... now there is a man who is willing to strap electrical tape to skin in order to win best couple custom... now that is dedication....

wow! why the edit of the site....since when are we purveyors of morality? we have a hot girl thread with tits and ass and the guy cant post a website? and makros i put down the high horse you road in on...its dead now, so kick as much as you like... maybe you need your own pussy licked love... loosen the fuck up....

ah!! what up dooder....cool read about kerry and cocaine... i did a leaf fill on canvas yesterday inspired by a conversation we had about 3 years ago... im slow like that...

its named after the worse political show ever!!! for the love of god, its on at 430 in the fucking afternoon.... i have no idea what is "dictioanry" youll have to ask 138.... by the way is this beardz?

hahahahahaha......

For your Halloween persona, you could be "The Big Liar." At parties, tell nonstop whoppers. Wear white clothes on which you've written fibs like "I am President of Madagascar," "Eating ice cream and potato chips prevents cancer," and "Luxembourg is hiding weapons of mass destruction." awesome.....

shouldnt this be in crossfire???!!! youre fucking banned now son!

tease, seriously, just drop dead already love john, the next prez, kerry

return to Free Will Astrology Printed from http://www.freewillastrology.com/horoscopes/printer-friendly.html Free Will Astrology horoscopes for week of October 28, 2004 Aries (March 21-April 19) When I advise you to spend the Halloween season awakening and nurturing your wildness, I'm referring to the definition of that word offered by Robert Bly in his book, The Rag and Bone Shop of the Heart. To be wild is not to be crazy like a criminal or psychotic, but "mad as the mist and snow." It has nothing to do with being childish or primitive, nor does it manifest as manic rebellion or self-damaging alienation. The marks of wildness, Bly says, are a love of nature, a delight in silence, a voice free to say spontaneous things, and an exuberant curiosity in the face of the unknown. Follow these leads, Aries, and expand on their meaning. Halloween costume suggestions: whirling dervish, ecstatic saint, Green Man, Artemis, Pan, trickster crone. Taurus (April 20-May 20) In his book How's Your AQ Today?, ex-business executive Ed Rychkun says that our culture is so twisted that most bosses and leaders are jerks. In fact, it's often necessary "to be an asshole in order to succeed." (The "AQ" in his title stands for "Asshole Quotient.") I doubt that you're an arrogant tyrant, insensitive egotist, or deceitful bully, Taurus, so I can't imagine that you have a high AQ. That may also mean you've never been in a position to manipulate and exploit lots of people. According to my reading of the astrological omens, however, you need to temporarily experience what corrupt power is like. It will fill a gap in your education. That's why I suggest you disguise yourself as a domineering, hyper-ambitious honcho this Halloween. Gemini (May 21-June 20) Most of us lie regularly. Studies say the average person unleashes three fictions per day. Our deceits are often harmless, designed to avoid hurting someone's feelings or to spare ourselves from inconvenience. Still, the habit is so unconscious it puts us in peril of falsifying more important matters. Your task in the coming week, Gemini, is to investigate your tendency to distort the truth. The masquerade season presents you with an opportunity to do this in a radically fun way: through parody and exaggeration. For your Halloween persona, you could be "The Big Liar." At parties, tell nonstop whoppers. Wear white clothes on which you've written fibs like "I am President of Madagascar," "Eating ice cream and potato chips prevents cancer," and "Luxembourg is hiding weapons of mass destruction." Cancer (June 21-July 22) Real estate developer and TV star Donald Trump filed an application with the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office. He was seeking to get a legal death grip on his signature phrase, "You're fired!" That inspired me to try to get a trademark for one of my favorite declarations, "You're a genius!" I haven't had a good excuse to direct that praise your way any time recently, Cancerian, but in the coming weeks you'll be the sign most deserving of it. You are now at the height of your originality; you're as close as you've ever been to discovering your special mission here on earth. For Halloween, consider dressing up as a famous prodigy, including any of the following: Mozart, Leonardo da Vinci, Stephen Hawking, Nobel Prize-winning chemist Marie Curie, Jane Goodall, Georgia O'Keeffe, or hip-hop artist Missy Elliott. Leo (July 23-August 22) "In the very earliest time," wrote the Inuit shamaness and poet, Nalungiaq, "people and animals spoke the same language." Your Halloween assignment, Leo, is to find within you the atavistic remnant of that magic. Imagine yourself as an animal that speaks. Visualize yourself as a human who growls or brays or warbles. Picture yourself as a creature who can easily shift back and forth between the two parts of you, the animal that talks and the human who crows and bellows and purrs. Costume suggestion: panther-witch, eagle-clown, crocodile-executive, dragonfly-doctor, bear-rock star. Virgo (August 23-September 22) Nothing could give you more power over your fears than a Halloween devoted to impersonating your fears. That's why I suggest you get yourself a costume that will let you pretend to be what you're most afraid of. If a nuclear explosion is your greatest bugaboo, dress up as a mushroom cloud. If your boss is the source of your most primal dread, become him or her for a couple of days. If you're terrified of being exposed as a fraud or descending into poverty or losing your good looks, dive into the heart of that scary experience. Libra (September 23-October 22) No provocative poetry this week, Libra. No sublime philosophy or soulful psychology. Just the facts, ma'am or sir. It's time to get down to earth and back to basics; time to cut the crap and prune the weeds. So try this no-nonsense straight-talk on for size: Don't negotiate when you're exhausted. Tolerate a temporary hassle if you're sure it will lead to a permanent upgrade. Be a creator rather than a spectator. Sell yourself first, then your product. Don't vote for smiling monsters who play on your fears. For Halloween, dress up as a hundred-dollar bill or a hammer and a nail or a book called, How to Be Real. Scorpio (October 23-November 21) To be silent when it's time to speak is a weakness, says a Persian proverb. I say it's also a bad idea to speak when it's time to be silent. In the coming week, one of these rules or the other will always be in effect for you, Scorpio. To know which one is in ascendancy at any given time, you'll have to be very alert; conditions will be shifting constantly. Make it your goal to be so attuned to the fresh truth of each new moment that you will always express yourself when the time is ripe, and shut up when it isn't. Halloween costume suggestions: a pythoness or fortune-teller; a talking mime or a silent clown who carries around chalk and a portable chalkboard to communicate; Triumph the Insult Comic Dog with a muzzle. Sagittarius (November 22-December 21) In 1204, Roman Catholic Crusaders destroyed Constantinople because it was the spiritual center of the Orthodox Christian Church, which had broken away from Vatican rule. Almost 800 years later, Pope John Paul II formally apologized to the Orthodox leader, Bartholomew I. It took a while, but Bartholomew finally accepted the apology in 2004. In the coming week, Sagittarius, I urge you to be inspired by their actions as you carry out an orgy of atonement. Extend forgiveness even to those who hurt you long ago, and ask for forgiveness even from those you hurt long ago. Halloween costume suggestion: religious penitent or self-flagellant. Capricorn (December 22-January 19) Lessons becoming available to you in the near future will offer more long-range benefits than you can imagine. If you take them to heart, they could influence you to make changes that will ultimately allow you to live past the age of 100. They might also help you bring your ten-year and twenty-year master plans into sharper focus. Added bonus: Your priorities concerning love will receive a spiritual version of a chiropractic adjustment. Halloween costume suggestion: an eager, curious student who carries books and takes notes everywhere you go. Aquarius (January 20- February 18) The omurasaki butterfly is native to East Asia. Though beautiful and graceful, it's unusually big and strong. In territorial battles over who gets the right to suck the sap of the kunugi and konara trees, it beats out all of its butterfly competitors, and is even known to chase away birds that try to horn in on its sweet treat. I suggest that you dress up as the big, purple-winged omurasaki this Halloween. It will symbolize your soul's growing ability to be elegant yet tough-to be a gliding and lyrical yet willful force of nature. Pisces (February 19-March 20) I predict that in the next 11 months you will be wanted, needed, desired, and adored more than you ever have before. You may also be mistrusted and doubted more frequently as well. To put yourself in a frame of mind that will prepare you for this state, I suggest you choose from the following disguises for your Halloween revels: a gorgeous femme fatale, a generous billionaire, or a barrel of oil.

Yeah! moved to the fucking land of the lost.....

tease, drop dead love john kerry

Desert Island DJ How John Peel helped shape American musical taste. By Douglas Wolk Posted Thursday, Oct. 28, 2004, at 3:01 PM PT On a memorial broadcast for John Peel—who died of a heart attack on Oct. 25 at the age of 65—BBC radio host Mary Anne Hobbs called him "the single most important man that global musical culture has ever seen." That may not be quite true. But the music world's overwhelming grief over the death of the BBC Radio 1 disc jockey suggests that Peel was right up there—remarkably, for someone who was not a musician himself. Scores of record-collecting geeks are convinced that if you just put them on the radio, they, too, would influence what everyone else listens to. But Peel actually did it—without seeming arrogant about his taste or knowledge—and he was usually three steps ahead of everyone else. Decades after he should, by rights, have become the comfortable old fogey whose persona he affected on air, he was still tracking down and championing the new and newer-than-new. It's no surprise that the Brits who grew up listening to Peel's twice- or thrice-weekly shows have been filling message boards with their fond memories of him. What is surprising is that Americans are doing the same—far more than for the Californian garage-rock standard-bearer and rock historian Greg Shaw, who passed away Oct. 19. There could hardly be a lower-profile job in America than British radio announcer; most of those mourning Peel in the United States probably can't name two other BBC hosts. And, aside from a short-lived syndicated program in the early '90s, Peel hadn't appeared on American radio since he spent a few years in the States in the mid-'60s. American music fans listened to him anyway—via the Internet broadcast of his BBC show and, before that, shortwave broadcasts of his BBC World Service program and tapes forwarded by kindly friends in the United Kingdom. We sought Peel's shows out because he seemed to know about all the good stuff before anybody else. He waved the flag for David Bowie, Nirvana, T. Rex, the Smiths, the Cure, and the White Stripes long before virtually anyone else had heard of them; Elton John, Black Sabbath, New Order, and hundreds of lesser-known bands tell stories about Peel giving them a hand at the beginning of their careers. Every Peel broadcast seemed to include a couple of homemade records that somebody had pressed in an edition of 400 copies, for which he'd carefully read out a mail-order address. He was famously inept with mechanical equipment—one listener wrote in to DJ Steve Lamacq's Peel-memorial broadcast, asking him to play something at the wrong speed in tribute to John. (The fifth clip on this blog features Peel on the air last year turning down his own voice instead of a record.) And he could be dryly snarky about music he didn't like. A possibly apocryphal story: Following George Michael and Aretha Franklin's performance of "I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me)" on the TV show Top of the Pops, Peel quipped, "You know, Aretha Franklin can make any old rubbish sound good, and I think she just has." Still, it's very like him that there's a compliment concealed inside that put-down. DJing is, of course, an ephemeral art. But Peel got his name out beyond the BBC's transmitter range with the "Peel Sessions": four-song recordings made for his show at the BBC's studios in a single morning or afternoon. Until 1988, the British Musicians' Union had an agreement with the BBC that only a certain number of hours of commercial recordings could be broadcast each day, and all other music had to be specifically commissioned for the radio. Peel invited very raw, very promising artists to record for him; by the late '70s, a particularly good Peel session could instantly popularize a band. In the mid-'80s, the Strange Fruit label started issuing dozens of the best as EPs and albums and spread Peel's reputation overseas. That reputation had developed in the late '70s, when Peel caught on to punk rock and induced virtually every good band from the scene to come by for a session or two. (Gang of Four recorded this scorching version of "At Home He's a Tourist" in July 1979.) Punk and post-punk became the core of Peel's show for many years and provided him with his all-time favorite band, Manchester's eccentric and prolific Fall, who recorded several dozen sessions for him over 26 years (here's "C 'N' C/Hassle Schmuk," from March 1981). Eventually, Peel's voice seemed like a natural part of the sound of post-punk. When the Monochrome Set compiled Volume, Contrast, Brilliance ..., a 1983 collection of their sessions and singles, they included snippets of Peel's on-air chatter about them. But Peel carefully avoided becoming a relic of that historical moment: He was also an early adopter of hip-hop in the early '80s, electronic dance music in the early '90s, and the British grime scene in the last couple of years. Although he generally favored music from the U.K., when American indie rock blossomed in the early '90s, he glommed on to that, too; Pavement recorded a great Peel session (featuring "Circa 1762") the month their first album was released. Even in his 60s, Peel had the instinct for novelty of a 17-year-old music fanatic—his undying fondness for late-'80s grind-core bands like Extreme Noise Terror and Napalm Death was something of a joke among his listeners, few of whom shared it. (This page includes an MP3 of Peel reading a listener's request to address the "disappointing lack of loud, noisy, three-second-long records that go bleeraugh! and then abruptly end.") He played Jamaican and African records he happened to like all the time, without much mind to their significance as "world music." And he had a knack for surprises: In early 1977, with punk busting out, he presented an exquisite session of unaccompanied traditional ballads by folk singer June Tabor (including this version of "Lord Bateman"). Peel was exactly what DJs should be and almost never are: an ideal Sherpa guide to the mountain of music. Nobody liked everything he played, but he was the rare listener who was immediately open to anything; as the range of pop music exploded over the last 35 years, that made him the one DJ we could trust to make sense of it all. Douglas Wolk is the author of Live at the Apollo. Article URL: http://slate.msn.com/id/2108810/

i just went and looked at the crossfire section, aka the bastard child, and mams your spin of that room is almost as good as the bush spin on the iraq war...