| | Ten years down the line, if I were to open up an archived copy of today's google news, I'd think the world was at war with Islamic militants. I'm far from a fan of Israel, but history should carry a message over from the last century; don't fuck with Israel.
What were those guys from the 101st thinking!? The story seems incredible to me.
A few weeks back, the NYTimes uncovered a secret, legal program the government used to track down terrorist finances. Good job, nytimes. There's plenty of blood to pass around.
You would figure, of all people, a successful doctor on the Upper East Side would know how to carry out and not botch up his own suicide.
At my local Sheapshead Bay sushi joint, a Russian family came with an entire bottle of Absolut and finished it straight with their sashimi delux.
In the summer of 69, Joan asked how many roads a man must walk down before they call him a man.
I want my ipod back. I'd like it if the skeeters bit me less. I'd like more time with her. I have the most realistic, fantastic memories of what I was doing and thinking about at this time last year.
It's the summer of Satchmo, wipe the sweat off your brow buddies, fire up the grill and we are all knock knock knockin on heaven's door.
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| | Posted 7/12/2006 12:37 PM - 10 comments
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