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But you’re not too blind to read a twenty-minute AIM conversation?

Posted on August 13, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

Eva: are you still writing? Kevin: yes and no… Kevin: but mostly no Eva: ?? Kevin: i took a long mental holiday this summer. but i posted something new recently. care to read a rant? http://kevzster.blogspot.com Eva: oh no, i can’t Eva: sorry….i can’t handle reading from comp screens anymore Eva: i think i’m going…

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Trust Me, I Can Wait

Posted on August 2, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

I don’t understand why so many parents insist on taking their infant children out to theaters to watch grownup movies. Parents who attempt to lead normal lives while simultaneously caring for their babies are doomed to fail miserably. If you’re responsible for a an infant child, and you have no way of finding a babysitter,…

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Bee My Queen, Honey Bird

Posted on March 25, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

I’ve never understood why so many people choose to euphemize sex by referring to it as “the birds and the bees.” Due to common usage, we all know what it means when somebody invokes that phrase. But standing alone on its own merits, the “the birds and the bees” is an embarrassingly ill-constructed analogy. What…

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The Things I Hate About Internet Forums

Posted on March 12, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

I admit it. My guilty pleasure is reading internet forums. Forums are places on the web where people who share a common interest can come together and bicker about all of the things that divide them. Actually, as an abstract ideal, a forum thread is a place for advice, observations, thoughtful discourse, and provocative debate….

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Peddling On

Posted on February 28, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

By now, I think it’s safe to say that most Americans are aware of those yellow Lance Armstrong bracelets that help fund cancer research. They’ve grown into something of a trend, and I guess rightly so, because supporting medical science is a good thing. But now the fad has outgrown its original concept, and plenty…

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So Long, Duke

Posted on February 21, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

I’ve always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it’s a bit like fucking, which is only fun for amateurs. Old whores don’t do much giggling. Nothing is fun when you have to do it–over & over, again & again–or else you’ll be evicted, and that gets old. So it’s a rare…

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Mowing Down Protestors, Sacking the QB, It’s All the Same

Posted on February 6, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

I didn’t plan on writing about the Super Bowl this year, but I heard something during a commercial break that honestly offended me. What clown working for the Fox Broadcasting Company thought it would be a good idea to play U2’s “Sunday Bloody Sunday” over a montage of football players making plays? Bloody Sunday was…

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So…Would that Make the Kid Half Jewish?

Posted on January 31, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

There’s something that’s been bothering me since my days as a student in Catholic elementary school. I guess you could call it a theological question, but I’d be more inclined to classify it as a matter of common sense. And maybe this is an issue that only bothers me, but I have to say that…

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An Image that Nobody Wants in Their Head

Posted on January 26, 2005April 23, 2022 by KZ

Tara: my birthday’s coming!!! Kevin: yay, me too Tara: eh mine’s first Tara: muahahaha Kevin: <–taller Tara: <==== can still take you DOWN Kevin: <–wearing an iron stomach guard! Tara: ew Kevin: what? it’s armor that prevents you from tickling or poking me. Tara: i dunno i just pictured it and it was gross Kevin:…

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What Mumia Knows

Posted on January 20, 2005February 25, 2022 by KZ

Sooner than never they change at each stage they stage each arrangement through fictional shapes formed to fool they play with words as if nothing ever disrupted the stream of eternal monotony You can’t change what you can’t name so ignorance they teach us from an early age dressing their lies with the bind that…

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I wanted to get out and walk eastward toward the park through the soft twilight, but each time I tried to go I became entangled in some wild, strident argument which pulled me back, as with ropes, into my chair. Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.~F. Scott FitzgeraldSource: The Great Gatsby
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