Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Instant Chocolate Cake!

5 MINUTE CHOCOLATE MUG CAKE

Method:

1 Coffee Mug

4 tablespoons flour(that's plain flour, not self-rising)
4 tablespoons sugar
2 tablespoons baking cocoa
1 egg
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons oil
3 tablespoons chocolate chips (optional)
Small splash of vanilla

Add dry ingredients to mug, and mix well . Add the egg and mix thoroughly.
Pour in the milk and oil and mix well.
Add the chocolate chips (if using) and vanilla, and mix again.
Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts. The cake will rise over the top of the mug, but don't be alarmed!
Allow to cool a little, and tip out onto a plate if desired.

EAT! (this can serve 2 if you want to share!)

And why is this the most dangerous cake recipe in the world? Because now we are all only 5 minutes away from chocolate cake at any time of the day or night

How to make a broom

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How to Make a Broom

An expert broom maker explains the basic steps to making a functional and attractive broom.

Dec. 29, 2008

By Little John Holzwart

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With a few simple tools and materials, you can make your own brooms.

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You can make your own brooms! If you have a green thumb, you can start by growing your own broomcorn. But even if you can't grow broomcorn, you can order it from a supplier (see Resources at the end of this article). Photos for each step of the broom-making process are available in the Image Gallery; see link above.

Broomcorn

One of the most common questions I hear when I am demonstrating my craft is, “What plant material is used for the broom bristles?” The material is called broomcorn (Sorghum bicolor). This plant is closely related to sweet sorghum (Sorghum vulgare), which is the plant used to produce sorghum molasses. Broomcorn is an annual and, from a distance, looks like sweet corn in the field. Yet, upon close examination, there are no cobs, just a large tassel on the top. That tassel is the part of the plant used for making brooms. Other materials can be used for the sweeper of a broom, but we're focusing on traditional corn brooms.

To make a hearth broom, 28 heads of broomcorn are used for the inside layer of bristles and 17 heads for the outside layer. Each head is measured with a cubit (the distance between your elbow to your longest finger). Put the knuckle of the corn, the place where the head meets the stalk, at your elbow. If the bristles, or brush, are past the tip of your fingers, that stalk is a keeper. If the material is too short, it will be used for a whisk broom later.

The broomcorn is prepared by cutting the stalks differently for each layer. Stalks are trimmed just past the knuckle on the stalk side for inside layers, but left longer for outside layers so they can be plaited. Place the broomcorn in a bucket of hot water with the cut ends submerged. The corn needs to soak for a minimum of 15 minutes.

Assemble the following materials before you sit down to make a broom:

Broomcorn (about 2-3 pounds per broom)
#18 nylon cord (for tying)
Hemp string for sewing (20 lb. test)
Wooden handle (18 inches)

Tools

foot held apparatus (for holding cord taut)
scissors
knife
large needle
sewing clamp
lighter
drill

The Handle

While the broomcorn is soaking, you can prepare the broom handle. I prefer the rustic look and use a stick with the bark still on it. (Commercial dowel handles can be ordered from a supplier.) When I collect handles, I cut them to length (18 inches for a hearth broom), and they dry for at least six months. If any shrinkage, cracking or bark peeling occurs while drying, reject those sticks. Sharpen the tip with a hatchet or knife and drill an eighth-inch hole just above the taper. That hole is for tying the string onto the handle.

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Ian Hunter

Bastard

R.I.P.

Mick Ronson Tribute

Ronson/Hunter Angeline
(the Gem)

"You know I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen, Oh yes I would, yes I would"

Mick Ronson...

One of the greatest guitarists of all time.
He rated (I think) #64 on Rolling Stone Magazines poll and now he's dead.
Here is his info page on Wiki [Link]

Don't nobody be tellin him but they got a warrant out for his arrest from Bradlee's Department Store in Swansea back in 1978.

LOL, I got busted stealin his 8-Track tape and needed a name to use to make bail. I used his, figured it was 1/2 his fault I tried to steal it anyway.

"Respect the man in the ice cream van"

Laters all.....

I love Joey....

just dance with me!

Wild nights...

Costello....

Faggot sings it...

"I hate Bon Bunny"

Fake boobies with music...

LOL, none of this is music, still yer watchin it dumbass, huh?

Here's the real gig Kid!

You dumbass, you listened to me too long.... pfffht!

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Probably my 1st song @ age 4

Sex and Death!

snagged from [Link]

Subliminal Messages in Advertising
(jump to the ads)

You'll probably find the ideas and analysis in this section controversial. The thought of subliminal manipulation frequently excites passionate reaction. Some embrace these ideas immediately, others react with horror and disgust. I hope you won't accept or reject anything blindly. I only ask that you consider rationally what you'll see and read. If you feel the desire to reject something out of hand, resist doing so. Instead, generate as many alternate explanations as you can (working in small groups makes this much easier), then test each logically and rationally to determine which best fits the facts. Remember that advertisers spent tens of thousands of 1970s dollars to create each ad I've included below, then hundreds of thousands or millions more to place them where they'd be seen. You also need to remember that if subliminal messages were in fact included in these ads, they were most likely intentionally hidden from conscious perception. (It is conceivable that in the case of some symbolic subliminals, the creators acted unconsciously.) If the theory is correct, for them to work, it is necessary that our subconscious minds "see" them while consciously we ignore them.

On the whole, advertising may be the most carefully constructed of all human communication; it is certainly the most expensive. The press likes to comment on the cost of motion picture and television production, but common sense (as well as research) tells us that advertising costs more to produce. After all, in our culture it supports entertainment production and presentation. Second for second, the cost to produce an ad is more than that to produce a feature film or TV show. Therefore, it shouldn't be surprising when we find that more care (and consequently more cost) is devoted to the minute details in an ad than to those in either a TV episode or a feature film.

Like most people, advertisers sometimes like to discuss their work. Reading the descriptions some have given of how particular ads and campaigns were created (caveat: before using this article with your students, review it for age-appropriate language and ideas - a good idea in general, but especially for links in this section of the site), we see that every component of an ad is carefully constructed and placed, sometimes deceptively so. So before automatically rejecting a subliminal explanation for the presence of something, try to find a better one to explain its appearance.

I've titled this section Sex and Death Among the Ice Cubes because it is based in large part on my reading of the work of Wilson Bryan Key. While I do not believe that attempts at subliminal manipulation are as common as Key asserts, I find the contents of a small number of ads impossible to explain reasonably in any other way.

Key singles out ice cubes because, as something most of us rarely attend to consciously, they make perfect objects for subliminal tinkering. As a psychologist, researcher and former advertiser, Key knew that photographers take large numbers of photos in order to give ad agencies and producers the selections they need to get just what they want in a particular ad. Doing this takes time. Since ice melts over time, especially under the heat generated by the lamps used to light photographers' sets, advertisers prefer to use substitutes of one sort or another. Thus, what appears to be ice in an ad is either some sort of plastic prop, or is artistically added to the photograph (or enhanced in it) after the shutter snaps.

Sex and Death are topics of universal human interest. In western culture they are also taboo. I'm certain that many of you will think about contemporary entertainment, then question my sanity for choosing to write the last sentence. Nonetheless, I stand by it. The gratuitous sex and violence on display in print, film and television correlates to human experience almost as much as the appearance of models in ads correlates to the appearance of the average man or woman on the street; which is to say close to zero. We are usually encouraged to repress our questions and fears about both sex and death, often to the detriment of our mental health and personal relationships. Key asserts that advertisers know this, and use it to manipulate us subconsciously.

Here is how I summarize the argument Key makes in his books. Please be aware that I do not have the educational or vocational background to either refute or support it. I find it useful in understanding the ads linked below because I can explain what I see in them in no other way.

Human minds instantaneously perceive all information transmitted through our senses (sight, smell, touch, hearing and taste).
The conscious mind filters out those things with which it is unable to deal (either psychologically or because of the sheer volume of sensory experience), and constructs an acceptable and meaningful mental image from those stimuli made conscious.
The remaining sensory inputs are stored (at least for a time) in the unconscious, where they can effect conscious behavior.
Advertisers have found that subliminal messages in advertising can motivate purchases.
Ads are designed to transmit their information in a fraction of a second (i.e. the time it takes to turn a page). If an individual stops to read an ad, that is a plus.
Advertisers realize that any given ad will only motivate a small percentage of people exposed to it to make a purchase, so ads are targeted at audiences most likely to be receptive to their messages. Thus we have a market research industry. If an ad can bring in $20 in sales for each dollar it costs, it is considered to have broken even.
Beyond marketing effects, advertisers have not explored the effects of subliminal messages. Furthermore, they do not know how or why they work.

Research along these lines may have been done in the private sector; but, if so, it is considered proprietary and has been kept secret or destroyed. Indeed, the federal government may also have commissioned such research in connection with the use of subliminal embeds on currency. If so, that has also been suppressed.
Public (i.e. university) research in these areas is almost non-existent as funding has been nearly impossible to secure.
Key posits that subliminal ads work by connecting repressed needs and fears with a product. When the unconscious feels the need or fear, the conscious perceives the need for the product, or becomes aware of the product. Since Americans (indeed most of those from western culture) are taught from infancy to repress questions and thoughts about sex and death, they make the best subjects for subliminal ad messages. While invisible to the vast majority of Americans (and others from western cultures), people from cultures that deal openly with sex and death have no trouble seeing such messages.
By playing on people's repressed fears and needs, subliminal advertising may be a contributing factor to many personal and social problems - drug abuse, suicide, insanity, unmarried pregnancy, VD, the breakup of the family, violent crime, etc.
Key reports showing an ad containing subliminal castration imagery to a group of college students. He claims that a high percentage of the men reported feeling fear after viewing it, without knowing why. Women had no such reaction.

Subliminal techniques are used in all media.
Print ads are the easiest to study.
Broadcast subliminals are impossible to locate without sophisticated equipment (remember that Key wrote in the 1970s, the necessary equipment may now be cheaper and more common). Indeed, since the techniques are constantly changing, it is often difficult to know what to look for even if one has the proper equipment.

The Ads

If they are present, subliminal messages in ads are either symbolic (plainly visible, but with a meaning that producers believe from testing and research will be psychologically repressed by the target audience) or embedded (hidden from conscious perception artistically). Embeds are the most controversial, the most expensive to create (requiring expensive talent and technology), and (from my observation) the least common.

If you choose to use one or more of these ads with your students, you might want to make copies for distribution (clicking an ad image on any analysis page I've created will open that image in a separate browser window from which you can use your browser's print command to print it). If you want, begin by adapting the activity outlined in What's Wrong with this Picture?, substituting one of the ads below for the album cover image. Use it as an introduction before presenting anything about subliminal techniques or theory. You can then proceed to use additional ads where you'll ask your students to complete a blank analysis questionaire prior to a group discussion.

Click on an image to open the page containing the analysis I have prepared for it.

Before clicking, try to identify one or more messages on your own. The process that works best for me is to not focus on searching, but to let my mind go blank while looking at the image. After a few moments, something often "jumps out". I assume that by actively searching for meaning, my conscious mind is working to block whatever I've learned to repress. Looking without seeking allows otherwise subconscious thoughts to find a way into consciousness. I've used these ads in slide presentations to many groups over the years (secondary classes, teacher conferences and in-service days, etc.), and I can remember no one being able to identify a subliminal until after I'd gone through an example and explained this process. I will say that once people see them, they don't forget them, unless of course they are among the group that finds this all a bunch of hogwash.

All of these ads ran in magazines in the late 1970s and early 1980s. Where I noted the source at the time I clipped an ad, I have provided it below.

Symbolic messages




source: Psychology Today, May 1977	source: Newsweek, October 24, 1977	source: Time, May 23, 1977	source: Time, August 1, 1977

Embedded messages


	source: Time, July 25, 1977 source: Time, October 3, 1977	source: US News and World Report, September 26, 1977

More from my Babe

Caint tell you just how nice it is when someone helps me with posts on here.

I thank you greatly Jamie :-)

Marianne Faithfull - Battle of Lucy Jordon

Little Americana fer y'all

Ian Tyson singin Nava-Joe Music
(Navajo Rug)

TYTYTY Hon ((((((((((((((((((((HUGS)))))))))))))))))))))))))

Jamie's contrabution

I loves ya Jamie, thanks fer the good stuff Hon...

Oh Susanna singin "Pretty Face"
so beautiful....

Flute

Quote:
"Learn how to play the flute in these free online video lessons, including basic techniques & tips for beginners on how private lessons and books can help improve flute playing."

You need to go to the site to get anything from this so this is only a primer. Sorry bout that...

Here is site... [link]

Mountain sunset

Not as good but still fine tact, go on....

How to paint clouds

Silk screening, made easy

Go for it!

1978 music post

Dumb story but here it is.

1978, I was 17 years old doing my first inhouse real-time jail bid. Finding out reform school was a freakin joke because things just got real all at once.

Sue was 25 or 26 and she was my woman. Never short on tricks, she was one kick-ass bitch and she was pregnant with my son David.

I first heard this song "Walking in the rain" in May in jail. It more than defined me. How I felt and what was inside of me was in that song.

When I got released from there life had changed somehow. I'm not sure how but it did.

I had to custom order the album for about $25 extra from New Zealand. It didn't matter to me how much it cost. I couldn't stand the wait for it though.

Song is dark, I know this. It was a dark year. Still it's OK so enjoy.....

Flash 'n' The Pan - Down Among The Dead Men (1978)

Hey St. Peter

This is a Flash in the pan cover, but the one I was looking for...

Give it up for Grace Jones, Walking in the rain,,,

oops, I found the origional, here it is folks...

No more music off my drive?

I think these guys cut me off of posting my own vids. I must have reached some kind of quota because in 12 hours it failed to upload three vids that I tried to post.

I guess I gotta go to Daily Motion, post em there then link to them there from here, people wonder why I'm so confused. Huh?

More Thompsons

Both of these bands caught me off guard.
Why?
Pay attention to their singing style.
They both sing in the classical form.
it don't belong even in modern music but here it is.

Give it a listen to and see fer yerself.....

spandau ballet true

"This is the sound of my soul, this is the sound"

THOMPSON TWINS - "Hold Me Now"
(Extended Version)

This is BTW a music post...

Banjo, worlds fastest too...

Now fer the fun stuff...

Monday, December 29, 2008

Honesty...

Art has no boundary but man have.
I could write blood out on pillows, death more than you'll ever know
kisses out upon sloven fields
cries out in realm of time

I write myself short I guess
I'm afraid of what I might say......

Reality...

too close for comfort!

Parsoniated...

Killroy was here!

She don't know it but I love her!

Best fishin story ever

Modest Mouse, Dashboard!

Now float on...

After Hours

Joseph Ezekiel

Joe, you were my first friend
By far you were the best
most important in my life
you never knew it
now you're dead
I named my son after you
He's an ass sometimes just like you
Still I miss you my brother

Remember stealing the car with me?
They arrested me, I laughed
cop begged me say it was you
I told him guy stole car looked just like him

then the night driving on the lake on ice crazy fast?
Or the night I dumped Julie Thompson for interrupting at no end with no cease?
dumped her ass into the lake on a cold October night.
Never told you this my brother but years later her sister was my wife

Why am I thinking of you right now?
I never stopped
I'm sorry you died on Mothers Day
My mother did too

Kinda fucked for mothers day
that day is now
nevermind

Brother I loved ya as I will all my life
Gettin pissed at my son Joe Zeke right now
But shouldn't be
I'd expected as much from you...

Peace Bro & please find the light

Love
Dave

Pablo Picasso

Needs no introduction....

Dark matter

Dark Matter...

Clara Moskowitz

Special to SPACE.com
SPACE.com clara Moskowitz
special To Space.com
space.com – 2 hrs 4 mins ago

For the past quarter century, dark matter has been a mystery we've just had to live with. But the time may be getting close when science can finally unveil what this befuddling stuff is that makes up most of the matter in the universe.

Dark matter can't be seen. Nobody even knows what it is. But it must be there, because without it galaxies would fly apart.

Upcoming experiments on Earth such as the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) particle accelerator in Switzerland, and a new spacecraft called Gaia set to launch in 2011, could be the key to closing the case on one of the biggest unsolved mysteries in science.

A disturbing truth is accepted by most astronomers: There is a lot more stuff in the universe than what we can see. Scientists now think visible matter — all the planets, stars, and galaxies that shine down on us — represents only about 4 percent of the mass-energy budget of the universe, while dark matter and its even more esoteric cousin, dark energy, make up the rest.

"There is no consensus actually at all as to what dark matter is," said Gerard Gilmore, an astronomer at the University of Cambridge who wrote a recent essay for the Dec. 5 issue of the journal Science about the search for dark matter.

A leading hypothesis posits that dark matter is composed of some kind of exotic particle, yet to be detected, that doesn't interact with light, so we can't see it. One such theorized class of particles is called WIMPs (Weakly interacting massive particles), which are thought to be neutral in charge and weigh more than 100 times the mass of a proton.

Atom smasher

The newly-opened LHC, a 17-mile-long (27 kilometer-long) underground ring in which sprays of protons speed around and crash into each other, could be the first experiment to detect WIMPS. The particle accelerator officially went online in September 2008, but was halted shortly after due to a fault with its construction — it's due to go back online in the summer of 2009. Since the LHC is the largest and most powerful atom smasher ever built, its collisions could produce the extremely high energies needed to create the elusive particles.

In fact, the LHC will likely create a host of never-before-seen particles, opening up a realm of the universe that physicists have been eager to explore.

"The assumption is, there will be whole families of new types of particles," Gilmore said in a podcast interview with a reporter from Science. "The challenge then is to say, well OK, we now then have a new set of ingredients in our recipe for how nature is put together, but what is the recipe that uses this set of ingredients? I.e., what mix of these particles does nature actually use to create the universe, and how?"

Weighing the universe

That's where Gaia comes in. The European Space Agency satellite is designed to measure positions and speeds of about 1 billion nearby stars with unprecedented precision. Its vision is so sharp it should be able to discern the equivalent of a shirt button on the surface of the moon as seen from Earth, Gilmore said.

By establishing where things are in our galaxy, the spacecraft will help scientists measure the weight and distribution of mass in the Milky Way in much greater detail than ever before. These measurements are vital for models that attempt to describe how the pull of dark matter has shaped our galaxy.

"What Gaia will do is measure the distances of stuff and measure how they're moving in three dimensions around space to much better precision than we've had before, which will allow us to weigh things on all sorts of scales down to the smallest scales we can find," Gilmore said. "They will tell us to exquisite precision how the dark matter is distributed in space, which is the recipe we need to determine its properties."

Video: Dark Matter in 3-D

Vote: Strangest Things in Space Images: Hubble's Views of the Universe

Original Story: Astronomers Aim to Grasp Mysterious Dark Matter

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Snagged from [Link], Thanks Yahoo News

Jingle Bombs <--- from Angela

Angela I loves ya Hon!

Jeff Dunham Achmed's "Jingle Bombs"

Now a classic Tool...

Schism

More Tools from Barb

I loves ya Barb...

Tool - The Pot

Barbs kewl stuff...

I must be off her iggy list now...
I donno,

Mouse sings ''I believe in miracles'' to ''Cheese''

Spiders On Drugs...

You ASS Barbera!

You got me laughin my ass off!!!

NOTE: The idiot in charge of this blog does NOT condone drug abuse or drug use by spiders or Blondes!

One more I guess...

Now cupcake fakin-momma boy is buried "YEY!"

Done killin post

You owe me a cookie!

Best vid I could find with Barb's name in tag.

I miss you Barb.
Please take me off ignore Hon, please???

Singing frogs - Kill the post-Kill the post!

Get yerself Froggy!

Snails?

Want a post on snails? ? ? ?....

Kill the posts some-more

I know it's sad. I made yet another shitty post and now I gotta bury it.
I could post easy cheese vids, LOL But I aint that sweet.
I'm just burying a post folks

Kill the posts

Gotta bury em an kill em, but gotta leave em here too.....

Kill the posts!

Kill the drama boy pretendin to be his mamma...

Sunday, December 28, 2008

draft

This is a copy of my chat log tonight. I "thought" I was talking to a very nice woman who I respect and honor. Someone however used her computer and faked being her to "pretend" to protect her, I suspect to hurt her though with the contents of chat.

I changed her name because I'd not want her put out there like that but rest is all real.

LOL, I might color and format it later because I think it's a good example of how an asshole can use your privacy to abuse you.

Drive Safe All,,,

funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:56:45 PM): Wanna give me input on this?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 7:57:09 PM): what
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:57:26 PM): A fukkin poem
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:57:30 PM): LOL
K's Prose (12/28/2008 7:57:39 PM): oh
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:58:05 PM): Wanna tell me if it sucks?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 7:58:16 PM): sure
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:58:19 PM): tyty
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:58:27 PM): Called "Bliss"
K's Prose (12/28/2008 7:58:39 PM): ok
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:58:56 PM):
I hear my children sing They don't hear me,
I do it quietly When caught I sing with them louder
Not to be caught but to inspire I pray for more...
A lonely place sometimes feels good inside not to be noticed but to notice instead
The best comes from a child who is not defined
the most is the part yet undefined
The attempt...
The effort...
The learning...
The effort....
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:58:59 PM):
The song is art Music, beauty, fill space with loveliness
My God Himself requested this Not for me,
My gift is complete Still I want them to sing forever..
it is a lovely thing
Sometimes each hates me,
sometimes ashamed of me.
Not to blame, I understand.
I'm a very-very strange kind of man.
It hurts me to hurt them with being what I am.
I cannot change though.
I am exactly what I am.
I'm different...
funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:59:28 PM):
When boys played ball I learned to sew.
When they kissed girls,
I hid I was a shy boy of sorts.
I found my place inside books, music and art,
Now I define myself by what I found,
I cannot write, barely read sometimes.
not here for that anyway,
here for just one thing
To hear my children sing...

funking_dave (12/28/2008 7:59:34 PM): done
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:00:41 PM): pretty good
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:00:51 PM): how many children
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:01:13 PM): 6
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:01:27 PM): are u with them akll
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:02:15 PM): LOL, two have children. I called my 28 year old son my child... He shoulda kicked me for that one
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:02:39 PM): thats good
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:03:09 PM): Do you kinda know who I am?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:03:27 PM): kinda
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:03:39 PM): u like kids
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:03:48 PM): I am the father that every child is ashamed of
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:03:59 PM): whys that
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:04:06 PM): I am not a pig Hon
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:04:30 PM): I'm an artist. I do not fit into the norm
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:04:55 PM): oh my moms not here
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:05:21 PM): LOL, for two years I wore pink shirts with a black leather vest
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:05:44 PM): cool,
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:05:48 PM): You arenot Karen?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:05:55 PM): no
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:06:01 PM): my mom
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:06:03 PM): I'm sorry
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:06:11 PM): try later
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:06:27 PM): Will you have her message me later?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:06:41 PM): sure
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:06:59 PM): Laters kid and Happy Holidays
K's Prose (12/28/2008 8:07:13 PM): same to you
funking_dave (12/28/2008 8:07:26 PM): <--- gone!

funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:32:53 PM): Karen???
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:36:09 PM): then this is an offline. I wanted to say I "thought" I was chatting with you tonight but it was a child instead. I do not think that's a good thing #1 being I do not ever want to chat with children. #2 being children should not be representing themselvs as you.
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:37:07 PM): Just wanted you to know yer kid led me on thinking I was chatting with you and that is not good sometimes
K's Prose (12/28/2008 10:37:18 PM): noone represented anyone and im not achild 37
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:37:43 PM): Are you Karen?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 10:38:27 PM): no im her son ,
K's Prose (12/28/2008 10:39:33 PM): u sound weird why dont u leave my mom alone funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:40:08 PM): If you are not a kid and you are not Karen then yer really screwed up and you have no excuse to be using her name. When I find Karen I'll tell her how twisted you are and then put her on ignore just to avoid you
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:41:05 PM): I play cribbage with her all the time. Is that sick enough for yer little mind?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 10:41:46 PM): look stupid im her son im not using shit u keep popping ur bullshit up
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:41:51 PM): I waited a few hours to get past yer sorry ass and tell her how punk you are cupcake
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:42:42 PM): you chatted with me 25 minutes pretending to be her. Were you wearing her skirt too?
K's Prose (12/28/2008 10:43:22 PM): what are u hiding weirdo
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:44:16 PM): it don't matter buttercup. I know and am known by 10,000+ online. Yer momma's gonna hear yer a punk-assed little freak using her name funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:44:54 PM): Yer a very warped animal PAL!
K's Prose (12/28/2008 10:45:40 PM): dony worry about it you petifile bitch funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:46:06 PM): read all the chat history and find what I'm hiding. ALL you found was a poem about my dead son shit-stain, you sorry-assed little jerk-off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:48:30 PM): I'll talk to Karen later or have Ekko's or Ani or Barb or Nikkles or Tammy or Craig or Stephen or Mike or Donna or Michelle or anyone else out of hundreds tell her how twisted you are point-bouy!
funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:57:07 PM): LOL, By the way,,,, this whole conversation is going to be posted on my site. Not to worry though because I only get about 1,582,380 visitors a month so chances are no one will ever see it pumpkin http://funkingdavesrealm.blogspot.com/ funking_dave (12/28/2008 10:57:59 PM): Sweet dreams perv
K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:15:28 PM): what are u going to post a weirdo talking to my mom do u think i care what u do
funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:15:38 PM): LOL
funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:15:49 PM): Sleep well imposter
K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:16:30 PM): i dont care if u tell your mayor queer petifile leave my mom alone funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:18:29 PM): I actually think yer the fat loathing dominating husband worried about her messing around on you because yer a fukkin pig and expect that from everyone, but actually she's a very polite woman even if you don't know it
funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:20:33 PM): Pedo or perv,,, yer the slime faking and using her name and yer the jock making this message longer for me to post to over a million people a month key-chain
K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:20:42 PM): big words for aweird man fucking with an elderly woman u ought too feel ashamed talking such stupid shit funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:21:15 PM): LOL, keep going. This is actually getting good funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:21:43 PM): go to my site in five minutes an read it. OK? K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:22:42 PM): ur a waste of my time i do more with a computer than play messenger i dont have time for ur shit funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:23:15 PM): It will be there forever. I always wanted to post an example of what happens when you leave yer shit open for morons like you to play with funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:23:47 PM): Why you playin on Mommy's messenger with me then??? K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:23:55 PM): dont care who u are or what u are quit typing shit while im on catch i hint funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:24:24 PM): LOL, I owe you five bucks, yer a better writer than me funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:24:40 PM): yer makin this AWESOME! K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:25:02 PM): i bet u suck dick ill bet 20 on that funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:25:33 PM): [ALT] + [F4} close it, you stupid little tard! funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:26:05 PM): I love yer ass, yer so simple and you work for free K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:26:25 PM): i knew it funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:26:44 PM): go to my site 5 minutes after I have used you for everything you got funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:27:15 PM): See you there forever in this chat butter-bouy K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:27:22 PM): what do u mean use me queer funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:28:50 PM): LOL, only in yer twisted dreams. I'm gonna just use you to show other people what assholes like you do when messenger has been left open. Still you can dream K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:29:23 PM): again, fuck u stupid K's Prose (12/28/2008 11:29:33 PM): get a life funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:29:57 PM): LOLOLOL I Love you////// ,,,, jjjj jjnmj jnj Keep it comin Bouy funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:30:34 PM): I'm sorry for typo's but laughin too hard to type right funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:31:26 PM): You done yet? funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:32:06 PM): I don't wanna post you till yer absolutly sure yer done funking_dave (12/28/2008 11:34:00 PM): I'll take that as an "I'm done Man" and post it. I'm gonna name it "Asshole uses messenger under friends name" OK? That part was out of history, this is ongoing drama of of the idiots situation, sorry if it's boring but I think she autta know he's wearin her life here....

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Dave Rice: When boys played ball I learned to sew.
When they kissed girls, I hid
I was a shy boy of sorts.
I found my place inside books, music and art,
Now I define myself by what I found,

I cannot write, barely read sometimes.
not here for that anyway,
here for just one thing
To hear my children sing...
Dave Rice: done
K's prose: pretty good
Karen Rose: how many children
Dave Rice: 6
K's prose: are u with them akll
Dave Rice: LOL, two have children. I called my 28 year old son my child... He shoulda kicked me for that one
K's prose: thats good
Dave Rice: Do you kinda know who I am?
K's prose: kinda
K's prose: u like kids
Dave Rice: I am the father that every child is ashamed of
K's prose: whys that
Dave Rice: I am not a pig Hon
Dave Rice: I'm an artist. I do not fit into the norm
K's prose: oh my moms not here
Dave Rice: LOL, for two years I wore pink shirts with a black leather vest
K's prose: cool,
Dave Rice: You are not Karen?
K's prose: no
K's prose: my mom
Dave Rice: I'm sorry
K's prose: try later
Dave Rice: Will you have her message me later?
Karen Rose: sure
Dave Rice: Laters kid and Happy Holidays
K's prose: same to you
Dave Rice: <--- gone! Three hours later....

Dave Rice: Karen???
Dave Rice: then this is an offline. I wanted to say I "thought" I was chatting with you tonight but it was a child instead. I do not think that's a good thing #1 being I do not ever want to chat with children. #2 being children should not be representing themselvs as you.
Dave Rice: Just wanted you to know yer kid led me on thinking I was chatting with you and that is not good sometimes
K's prose: noone represented anyone and im not achild 37
Dave Rice: Are you Karen?
K's prose: no im her son ,
K's prose: u sound weird why dont u leave my mom alone
Dave Rice: If you are not a kid and you are not Karen then yer really screwed up and you have no excuse to be using her name. When I find Karen I'll tell her how twisted you are and then put her on ignore just to avoid you
Dave Rice: I play cribbage with her all the time. Is that sick enough for yer little mind?
K's prose: look stupid im her son im not using shit u keep popping ur bullshit up
Dave Rice: I waited a few hours to get past yer sorry ass and tell her how punk you are cupcake
Dave Rice: you chatted with me 25 minutes pretending to be her. Were you wearing her skirt too?
K's prose: what are u hiding weirdo
Dave Rice: it don't matter buttercup. I know and am known by 10,000+ online. Yer momma's gonna hear yer a punk-assed little freak using her name
Dave Rice: Yer a very warped animal PAL!
K's prose: dony worry about it you petifile bitch
Dave Rice: read all the chat history and find what I'm hiding. ALL you found was a poem about my dead son shit-stain, you sorry-assed little jerk-off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1'
Dave Rice: I'll talk to Karen later or have Ekko's or Ani or Barb or Nikkles or Tammy or Craig or Stephen or Mike or Donna or Michelle or anyone else out of hundreds tell her how twisted you are point-bouy!

Dave Rice: LOL, By the way,,,, this whole conversation is going to be posted on my site. Not to worry though because I only get about 1,582,380 visitors a month so chances are no one will ever see it pumpkin http://funkingdavesrealm.blogspot.com/
Dave Rice: Sweet dreams perv

K's prose: what are u going to post a weirdo talking to my mom do u think i care what u do
Dave Rice: LOL
Dave Rice: Sleep well imposter
K's prose: i dont care if u tell your mayor queer petifile leave my mom alone
Dave Rice: I actually think yer the fat loathing dominating husband worried about her messing around on you because yer a fukkin pig and expect that from everyone, but actually she's a very polite woman even if you don't know it
Dave Rice: Pedo or perv,,, yer the slime faking and using her name and yer the jock making this message longer for me to post to over a million people a month key-chain
K's prose: big words for aweird man fucking with an elderly woman u ought too feel ashamed talking such stupid shit
Dave Rice: LOL, keep going. This is actually getting good
Dave Rice: go to my site in five minutes an read it. OK?
K's prose: ur a waste of my time i do more with a computer than play messenger i dont have time for ur shit
Dave Rice: It will be there forever. I always wanted to post an example of what happens when you leave yer shit open for morons like you to play with
Dave Rice: Why you playin on Mommy's messenger with me then???
K's prose: dont care who u are or what u are quit typing shit while im on catch i hint
Dave Rice: LOL, I owe you five bucks, yer a better writer than me
Dave Rice: yer makin this AWESOME!
K's prose: i bet u suck dick ill bet 20 on that
Dave Rice: [ALT] + [F4} close it, you stupid little tard!
Dave Rice: I love yer ass, yer so simple and you work for free
K's prose: i knew it
Dave Rice: go to my site 5 minutes after I have used you for everything you got
Dave Rice: See you there forever in this chat butter-bouy
K's prose: what do u mean use me queer
Dave Rice: LOL, only in yer twisted dreams. I'm gonna just use you to show other people what assholes like you do when messenger has been left open. Still you can dream
K's prose: again, fuck u stupid
K's prose: get a life
Dave Rice: LOLOLOL I Love you////// ,,,, jjjj jjnmj jnj Keep it comin Bouy
Dave Rice: I'm sorry for typo's but laughin too hard to type right
Dave Rice: You done yet?
Dave Rice: I don't wanna post you till yer absolutly sure yer done
Dave Rice: I'll take that as an "I'm done Man" and post it. I'm gonna name it "Asshole uses messenger under friends name" OK?

Sorry but still fixin this post,,,,,

Game with a poet

I cain't post her stuff yet but click on pic to read this (if you wanna)

Bliss

I hear my children sing
They don't hear me, I do it quietly
When caught I sing with them louder
Not to be caught but to inspire
I pray for more...

A lonely place sometimes feels good inside
not to be noticed but to notice instead
The best comes from a child who is not defined
the most is the part yet undefined

The attempt...
The effort...
The learning...
The effort....

The song is art
Music, beauty, fill space with loveliness
My God Himself requested this
Not for me, My gift is complete
Still I want them to sing forever..
it is a lovely thing

Sometimes each hates me,
sometimes ashamed of me.
Not to blame, I understand.
I'm a very-very strange kind of man.

It hurts me to hurt them with being what I am.
I cannot change though.
I am exactly what I am.
I'm different...

When boys played ball I learned to sew.
When they kissed girls, I hid
I was a shy boy of sorts.
I found my place inside books, music and art,
Now I define myself by what I found,

I cannot write, barely read sometimes.
not here for that anyway,
here for just one thing
To hear my children sing...

*tears in eyes now, thanx for rippin that outta me!