Tuesday, July 19, 2005

How naive can one man get?

I mean seriously? How come I didn't realise it before. The sheer stupidity, of my own thoughts and actions, it is just so insane.

To think that something like that can happen, and not realise it. Oh the humanity.

I shudder to think what awful truth I shall uncover next.

I can't stand to think...

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Fracking A!

WOW, that was one HELL OF A GOOD Scifi Friday!

Did anyone else watch? Come on, admit it. Fine, be that way....

Anyway, I was so, just, taken a back at everything.

Now for my two cents:

Personally I think Claudia Black will be great on SG-1.

Atlantis keeps doing these dead end scenarios and they pull something out of a hat and its fixed. It amazes me, every time.

AND FINALLY:

Battlestar Galactica, First is going to win an emmy, they got 4 nods I think. Second, What the hell is gonna happen? Well actually I know, I read some spoilers, but I want to see it unfold. OMG, this season is going to rock!!

Thursday, July 14, 2005

SCI-FI FRIDAY (SHAMELESS PLUG)

OH YEAH! IT IS BACK!!

SG-1
ATLANTIS
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA

WATCH: Starting 8/7C

IT'S GONNA BE GOOD!

okay, good I can stop yelling now....
anyway, watch it, ok.

=B=

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Scrubbed?!?

OH well. Just have to wait a little longer. Annoys me so...

Pre Flight STS-114

If you can: WATCH THE SHUTTLE'S RETURN TO FLIGHT on any reputable news network, possibly even Fox News, or check out Nasa's website.

What could be more appropriate?: (And please check out the link in the title GOOD SHTUFF!)

She packed my bags last night
Pre-flight
Zero hour
Nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
As a kite by then

I miss the earth so much
I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a time-less flight

And I think it's gonna be
A long long time
'Til touchdown brings me
Round again to find
I'm not the man
They think I am at home
Oh,
No
No
No
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burning out his fuse up here
Alone

Mars ain't the kind of place
To raise your kids
In fact
It's cold as hell
And there's no one there
To raise them if you did

And all this science
I don't understand
It's just my job
Five days a week
A rocket man
A rocket man

And I think it's gonna be
A long long time
'Til touchdown brings me
Round again to find
I'm not the man
They think I am at home
Oh,
No
No
No
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burning out his fuse up here
Alone

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Why so much complaining?

I mean seriously? All those people (check title link) do is whine and complain. Not that their counterparts are much different. Though it makes me sick to see that this is all they waste their time with.

Seriously, the whole political process of this country has become so bitter and disgusting. I just wish for once they could remember that they are people themselves and can be easily replaced. They preach from their pulpits like Gods and think all is well. It isn't. It gets me so steamed.

Anyway, just because I haven't done it in a while a song:

Is this the real life-

Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a landslide-
No escape from reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
I'm just a poor boy,I need no sympathy-
Because I'm easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesn't really matter to me,
To me

Mama,just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger,now he's dead,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away-
Mama ooo,
Didn't mean to make you cry-
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-

Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Body's aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody-I've got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the Fandango-
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
Galileo,Galileo,
Galileo Galileo
Galileo figaro-Magnifico-
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
He's just a poor boy from a poor family-
Spare him his life from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! No-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-Can't do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows...
.

Monday, July 11, 2005

Poor ol' Cavendish

It seems the banana is ill. We may only have a few more years with the current staple, but what do I know. Maybe they will genetically modify it to make it immune to the disease. Just thought you should know.

I don't have a clue

I'm so very tired. It's almost all the time now.