Thursday, March 25, 2004

Two great little pieces from/about Weezer: one and two.

How about some pictures of Scotland?

Jail is tough.
Tell him that he set you up.

I'm honestly not trying to say anything, I just thought this was funny looking.

You're Ulysses!
by James Joyce
Most people are convinced that you don't make any sense, but compared
to what else you could say, what you're saying now makes tons of sense. What people do
understand about you is your vulgarity, which has convinced people that you are at once
brilliant and repugnant. Meanwhile you are content to wander around aimlessly, taking in
the sights and sounds of the city. What you see is vast, almost limitless, and brings you
additional fame. When no one is looking, you dream of being a Greek folk hero.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

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