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Wednesday, January 01, 2003
ill with cold this second day of the new year...leak leak sob sob. Just microwaved a sausage, and it looked like an exploded finger. :( But ate it anyway and it tastes ok...
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Friday, April 24, 2009
1) Babies

Strangers of all stripes go ape-shit for babies. They take babies as an opportunity to smile and chuckle indulgently at both you and baby, kiss your baby without asking, shout over the crying baby that parenthood is a beautiful thing, talk loudly to their friend about how ridiculously cute that baby over there is and how they just want to eat it right up, and confess to you that they are trying to get pregnant and do you have any tips.

If you are a single man looking to pick up, babies are a great way to meet people! You will become instantly irresistible to women of child-bearing age, and you get extra sensitivity points for being seen with a baby. Female strangers will have no qualms about coming over to pet the baby and see if you have a wedding ring. If you don't have a baby of your own, ask your friends if you can borrow theirs.

WARNING: Beware desperate maternally-crazed baby-snatching strangers! Do not leave your baby unattended in the presence of strangers.
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Tuesday, June 04, 2002
oopsies i guess kevin will be mad at me tomorrow... i just told his mom about him getting in trouble for talking... oh well she needs to know these things for that boy is barely graduating... and if he doesn't pass then he will won't walk for graduation he's barely passing now... i am still so upset that mom gave away my baby chau on saturday:(
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Friday, May 31, 2002
I just took this really cool quiz at jenni's blogs... it said that the type of piercing i was, was an earring... hmmm thats true i guess... oh roger looked so hot today... he was wearing this baby blue shirt that said i wanna be like roy (roy's the swim/ h2o polo coach) lmao richies shirt was so funny.. it said "got balls?" on the front and had a picture of himself (looking naked [ a hat was covering up his spedo]) on the back... i'm so tired i woke up early so i could finish my hamlet diary, and went to bed late b/c i was working on that too... i asked jakey if he wanted to go to grad nite wioth me and he said yeah... he said he'd have to mow lawns to come up with the 48 dollars for the ticket though...

Which Piercing are you?

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Saturday, October 10, 2009
1st Post

Here is my attempt at a 1 post blog. Let's see how it goes. Hopefully I can keep this up.
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Thursday, November 29, 2001
[November 29, 2001 | 11:05 AM] Howard Roark

I just returned from some program called "Police Pride". Description: Community police officers come into the school to interact with the teeange children. Its purpose is to place the adolescents in the shoes of the police and give them a taste of what is like to be a cop. Most of us teens do not have favorable impression of the police, and rightfully so.

We see the police every day after school. They watch us closely. They mace us whenever there may be an "altercation" between two students. I, for one, being involved in local politics, get harrased along with my compatriots by the cops under the umbrella of the part machine in power.

But after this program, I along with the other class leaders that were chosen by the principal to participate, acquired a new perception of the police - one that is more understanding and more appreciative. It seems easy what the police do on a daily basis, but this program showed us that it really isn't as it seems. We saw that a crowd of people can esaily turn into a mob. We saw that a simple car stop can turn into a total shoot out.
posted by Howard at 8:21 AM

Monday, November 05, 2001
You enter the offices of Dr. Daniel Nozza and you see political lawn signs hanging on every wall. Next to one door, someone has taped an "End Tolls" bumper sticker on a door. Every room and hall has been stripped from the medical tools and tables and replaced with campaign lit, computerized voter lists, and telephones. Only the faint, unmistakable aroma of a doctor's office remains.

There are four rooms. In each one, there are about two or three people assigned to a city, pulling up voters and calling them up.

"Goodafternoon, is this the Dalton Family? . . . I'm calling from the 20th District Republican Party . . . Will you be voting on November 6th?"

No one is being paid. Every single person, including the senate, assemble, and freeholder candidates are there on their own spare time with the same purpose: to defeat the Democratic party machine.

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Sunday, August 20, 2006
What "diss" Means
Boarding the Washington Metro on a sweltering summer Sunday for a trip to the Eastern Market for brunch. With trains running only four times an hour -- itself a revelation after Germany's well-served mass transit networks -- the train is crowded when it finally arrives. There are four seats available, though, so we are happy to sit down. One seat has a young man's papers on it, which he moves so one of us can sit. Another seat has a rumpled newspaper lying on it, which my son picks up to move out of his way.

"Hey, man, keep your hands off my stuff!" the young man on the seat next to the newspaper barks.

"Oh, sorry," my son says, and sits in a nearby seat, putting the newspaper down.

"Don't mess with my property, man. Ask me to move it and I'll move it. You mess with my stuff, you disrespect me!" the young man bellows. "Don't disrespect people's stuff!"

"Okay," I say across the aisle, sternly. "He's just a kid and he said he's sorry. Let it go."

"Just tryin' to teach him some manners, is all!" the young man shouts at me. "Just tryin' to teach him some respect."

"Okay," I say back, loudly. "We get it. He gets it. Let it go." I stare at him and he meets my gaze briefly and then looks away.

We ride in silence for several stops. There is a tense silence among the others on the car. As the train approaches a stop, the young man gets up. He stands a few feet away, waiting for the train to stop. I feel him staring at me. I look up and briefly meet his eye, then look away. He is standing without holding on, his arms curved outward and fingers twitching like a gunfighter about to draw his six-shooters.

"Just so you know," he bellows as the train pulls to a stop,"we're gettin' stronger and smarter every day. Every day. Every day, man!"

"I don't know what that means," I say quietly. "I just think you're making a big deal over a piece of newspaper."

"Just keep your mouth shut," someone behind me mutters. To me or to the other guy? To me, I think.

"Well maybe you should find out!" bellows the young man. "Cause we're gettin' smarter and stronger every day!" The train stops and he stalks off.

There is a collective drawing of breath as the doors close. Several people around me meet my eye and smile faintly, shaking their heads.
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Thursday, February 07, 2002

why did the title of my page change? well i am beginning to see things in a different perspective. I think i am beginning to take all these little clues and put them together. I really had no clue. But somehow im beginning to see what i want to do...and who i want to be..and who my real friends are.

I really enjoyed reading tims website. His entry from last night is something i think everyone should read. Recently on my old page i wrote basically a short version of tims ideas. Im glad someone else has these views. Its weird to see how many of us really think about these things. I really thought i was the only person who thought about smoking in that way. Im really happy that tim has the same mindset. And tim i think me and you think too much about stuff. You could see me in the hallway in school and probably never think that i am the type to think about everything so cautiously and how i really think things through. But i am that person. And i like it that way because i dont regret things i do. I dont think anyone should.

Maybe i have fallen out of the so called loop...or maybe i just lost the flow of things. I really am trying to just see what i am doing this year. Last yr was just following the rules, and doing everything to get through school. I see this year as a time to find myself. and maybe its a time to find new friends..or just who my real ones are. I dont really care what my grades are..and i dont really care what i end up doing on a friday night. I like where i am ..and i like who im spending all this time with. I want everyone to take a step back and see if they are where they want to be. If what they are doing in there spare time is actually what they want to do. If who they talk to everyday is actually who they want to talk to. It really matters.

i may sounds like i have no idea what im talkin about, but i am where i want to be.
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Sunday, November 19, 2006
The First Post
After registering my domain name what must be years ago, I decided I had to have a blog. As a learning exercise, I was going to roll my own. First it would be made in Php wait no- Java, ok, maybe Ruby, hmmm Python? Years later, screw all that. Whats the point in writing something someone else has already mastered? So, thanks blogger.com for this space. Hopefully I'll be using it more and more every day...
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