Friday, April 08, 2005

I have no idea what to write about. Leave me a fun comment instead.

9 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I thoroughly enjoy reading your posts, on the offchances that I actually do. You've got a well organized blog. (Does that sound like a pick up line?) and I completely relate that all my best thoughts have already been stolen by bands, you just got to expressing it that way before me. I know lots of the quotes you leave, and that's what gets me to read your posts, usually. Can you figure out this one?: I'm gonna get to the bottom of this. Gonna peel back my skin, and look at myself shaking and shimmering. And as my skin collects in a pile on the ground, I'll radiate heat, and turn off my head, and just pretend that I don't exist, then I'll see clearly to the end of the ropes that I've been hangin from. I say loosen from the trees, I plummet to the ground, to be impaled and turned around. And finally free from the ups and downs.
Peace.

2:11 PM  
Blogger Baltazar said...

hello from weaton libary they have wi-fi here but the level of importent discussions is way down all new dell with flat panel screens going to wikipedia

2:50 PM  
Blogger Baltazar said...

Wiki'd "all night"--got story by Stephen King about boys finding a body
so-- Wiki'd BYU----I'm stunned---- cosmic wow

4:44 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Trees are from Outer Space!"

6:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Not all of them

7:24 PM  
Blogger tuesday said...

Hey, I thought you were going to blog about Handing Down the Names...

Here's a fun comment:

We'll entitle it, "My Issues"
(...and these are only the scenic issues...)

1. Erosion cloth is the devil.
2. The turn table freaking WORKS.
3. Um, you may not notice, but there is a backdrop back there. An expensive one. It took a long time to make.
4. Yeah, you're not supposed to carry the tables on from offstage...that's why we built them into the stage. You store them onstage.
5. Two words: Painted Dirt.

11:31 PM  
Blogger juxtaposer said...

Anonymous #1: Saves the Day. Too easy. Were you trying to pick up on me with the quasi-pick up line? Because I hope you know I'm only 23% pickupable ;-) Anyway, thanks for the compliment, and thanks for commenting! The anonymity is driving me crazy, though. As I once told a friend, there is no better way to ensure I call you back than to arouse my curiosity; one of these days, it will be the death of me. I need to solve the mysteries.

11:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, it's true though that Chris Conley has stolen most of my good lines. "You wanna know who I really am, yeah so do I." How come you're only 23% pickupable?

7:35 PM  
Blogger juxtaposer said...

I took a quiz on spark.com back when they used to be a free service, and it told me I was destined to knit doilies from cat hair. Aaah, the life. I answered the questions, they told me I was 23% pickupable; I don't question things like that. Besides, it makes sense. I need a t-shirt that reads "I'm not impressed," because I so rarely am.

10:24 PM  

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