We Got crabs

I need to report a crime of shame and utter embarrassment.

A few days ago Shane and I were going to get a quick breakfast right before he had to slave away for a savage group of penguins; you call lawyers.

As we walked down to the bottom of the stairs with eye buggers still in my eye. Shane walked trough the front iron gate as I followed him. Still working on getting that fucking eye bugger from hell, out of my eye, bugger didn't want to come off... anyways as my eyes focused I noticed a white bucket next to the trash bin. Shane didn't notice b/c he's supper tall and anything below 5 feet gets lost.

As the curious little monkey that I am; I looked down to see if it had stuff in it.
I inched closer the smell quickly told me what it was...





Crabs & mussels



(What where you thinking?
For the record I have never had nor wish it upon anyone crab lice.)

Some one placed crabs and mussels all over the street and in front of the house. Shane was like "wha da fuck?!"

He kicked the bucket thinking that they where dead...Nope not all dead. They where still alive and I'm sure eating each others eyes out. Shane jumped about 2 feet back after kicking it and screamed. HAHA.

but seriously...




This is the work of some gay on gay crime towards one of the boys in that house!

Please who ever you are I'm sure we can talk about this like adults.
I mean come on...?!
Ewwwwww

And those trash bin you see in these pictures went missing after that day.

hum?

Pretty bitchy gays!

Playing Along

Tech Support | Idaho, USA

(I get a call for troubleshooting from a lady who says her remote doesn’t work.)

Me: “Ok ma’am, could you try changing the channel for me? Tell me if a light flashes on the remote.”

Lady: “Ok.”

(There are a few loud beeps from her phone in my ear and she comes back on the line.)

Lady: “Nope, no flashing.”

Me: “Ma’am you’re trying to change the channel with your phone, not the remote control.”

Lady: “I can’t find the clicker, and I know my neighbor changes channels with her phone.”

Me: “Ma’am, that’s just not possible.”

Lady: “Don’t accuse me of lying! I saw her do it with my own eyes.”

Me: “…”

(I try for 10 minutes to explain to her why she can’t use her phone, and even make a futile attempt to troubleshoot her phone.)

Me: “Ok, well it looks like your satellite receiver isn’t compatible with your phone.”

Lady: “Yes it is. My neighbor and I have the same phone and same receiver. NOW HELP ME, DUMBA**!”

Me: “Ma’am, do you have a cordless phone?”

Lady: “Yes!”

Me: “Ok ma’am, let’s try reprogramming your phone. What I need you to do is press and hold the ‘off’ button for five seconds. This will clear the old code, so we can put the new one in.”

Lady: “Ok—” *click*

(I hear my supervisor a few rows away from me bust out laughing.)

Assplotion

Entertainment Scientists Warn Miley Cyrus Will Be Depleted by 2013


People of the world we must save each other from the terrible future that awaits us.
We must start boycotting Disney in order to save this child. We are over using Miley Cyrus . To much Miley Cyrus can cause shear panic to the world.

You have to be fucking kidding me. I love this. I would love to hear this shit from TMZ or some Rag about the stars falling and colliding.

These guys are in suits and ties talking about Miley Cyrus HAHA... like she was some kind of stock... well ok maybe she does have some stock vale.

Where is the Dad in all this?

Behind Dr Justin Canty (Institute for the Sustainable Cyrus Use) hehe you can see a sign... yes that's right they sent money to prove to us that they mean business. You have to watch the movie The Onion.

That makes me wonder. If these young kids can't keep it straight I have no hope for David Archuletta's career.

As of today

DOB 08/13/1983

• You were born on a Saturday.
• Your star sign is Leo.
• Your birthstone is Peridot.
• The season was Summer.
• You were born in the Chinese year of the Pig.
• The US President was Ronald Reagan (Republican).
• The UK Prime Minister was Margaret Thatcher (Conservative).
• You are 24 years 11 months 6 days old.
• It is 25 days until your next birthday.
• In dog years you are 3 years old. (Good boy)
  
• You are 9,107 days old.
• You are approximately 218,589 hours old.
• You are approximately 786,920,092 seconds old.

My new love

!!!Surprise you have a new Puppy!!!




*GASP*
My brother tells me that a few days ago my Grandmother brought over two puppies. It was around noon when she came over. Mother was not off until six o'clock that evening. As my mother came to the door she was greeted my two little balls of fluff. My grandma told mom she brought them here so she could claim one of the puppies. She added "it's a gift to you because I know how you always wanted a little toy dog.

So my grand mother gave her a chose between the boy or girl. Of course she chose the girl. My mother said had better experiences with girls dogs in the past.

My brother said that it was father who named her Sissy. Mainly because the after the first 20 minutes she was put out side she started whimpering. As macho as my Father is he felt she was being a 'big o' sissy'. He felt it fit.

That sounds like our dad.

I don't mind the name. I took it as if Muñca (Spanish for doll) is her big sister and Sissy is the little sister.

Sissy is so cute she looks like an ewok.

HERE ARE SOME PICTURES















Muñca doesn't like dogs smaller then her. Muñca always scatters away. Seems like she's the Sissy. She still miss's Oso; (Spanish Bear) her father that passed away a few months ago. I hope she will warm up to Sissy

Oh Boy

Something I found online. I forget the name of the page o'well....




1.) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep.
2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.
3.) A 3-year old Boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.
4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. room.
5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a
long way.
6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.
7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late.
8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.
9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.



10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old Boy.
11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.
12.) Super glue is forever.
13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.
14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O.

15.) VCR's do not eject "PB & J" sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.
16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.
19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.



20.) The fire department in Austin, TX has a 5-minute response time.
21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.
22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.
23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
24.) 80% of Women will pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without kids.
25.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.

The summer of Slurpees

Summer Whoo Hoo. More than 40% of all Slurpee drinks are sold during the months of June, July and August.

Do you know where they also drink Slurpee's?

Canadians purchase an average of 30 million drinks per year. Despite its status as the coldest city in the world with a population of over 600,000,
MEGA BRAIN FREEZE!!!












Tomorrow, July 11th is Slurpee Day. Does that mean that we all get free Slurpee's?




Since the many fires in California the air has been really nasty and smoggy. When did I move to L.A.? All this heat is killer. So in order to cool off I walk to 711 and get a super big gulp Slurpee with my favorite flavor Wild Cherry.

Gummibär

You all know Gummi bears are small, rubbery-textured confectionery, roughly two centimeters long, shaped in the form of a bear. They have been around since 1922 and introduced its "Gold-Bear" product in the 1960s.

The term Bear is LGBT slang term for those in the bear communities, a subculture in the gay/bisexual male communities and an emerging subset of LGBT communities with events, codes and culture specific identity. It also describes a physical type. This is what Wikipedia said about Bears


'Bears tend to have hairy bodies and facial hair; some are heavy-set; some project an image of working-class masculinity in their grooming and appearance, though none of these are requirements or unique indicators. Some bears place importance on presenting a hyper-masculine image; some may shun interaction with men who display effeminate style and mannerisms, although some actually exhibit these traits themselves.'

HA! SSSILLY LIL BEARSSSS!

'Some state that self-identifying as a bear is the only requirement, while others argue that bears must have certain physical characteristics--such as a hairy chest and face or having a large body--and a certain mode of dress and behavior.'

'The self-identification of gay men as Bears originated in San Francisco in the 1980s as an outgrowth of the gay biker and then later the leather and "girth and mirth" communities. It was created by men who felt that mainstream gay culture was unwelcoming to men who did not fit a particular "twink" body norm (hairless and young). Also, many gay men in rural America never identified with the stereotypical urban gay lifestyle, and went searching for an alternative which more closely resembled the idealised blue collar American male image.'

Today I have a new use for the name Gummibär.
For those who are friends of Dorothy's you might know where I'm going with this.


There are a few men that only like other bears/cubs. I call them Gummibär. It states that they tend to stick together, sometime melt together...

MMMMMM I can feel them melt in my mouth... tasty.....

But just like the real bears some tend to snarl at the thought of being around a chaser or little pup sniffing after them.

Why is that?

The bears can be vicious.

The pressure we put ourselves through. sigh*

...Hey you forgot this!

Take my money. Take my car, take my cloths, and my shoes, Take it all.
Shatter my car window and steel my cd's, break into my house and take my tv (if you can pick it up) and run away with it. it's cool with me....

No? ...NO?! Whats the matter? ...you don't want them? ...thats cool I guess? But you really don't want to take my things? I mean you went through all the trouble to break my window, yet you don't want to take my stuff? I guess I had to be there to see my window break to a million little pieces to really get the joke.

I guess I'm not getting the purpose of vandalizing. If I where you I would have taken the papers that where in plane sight. It had my ssn and my bank account numbers. You could have stolen much more then my things you could have stolen my life. Yet you decided to just smash and run. I guess you had your fun.

It's because you didn't steel anything that will help me sleep tonight night. Ya I have to fork up 100 to get my back window fixed but thats nothing compared to the things I have seen and heard.

Life

A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican boy on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.

"Not very long," answered the Mexican boy.

"But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American.

The boy explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.

The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"

"I sleep late, fish a little, play with my friends, and take a siesta with my girlfriend. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life."

The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."

"And after that?" asked the Mexican boy.

"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."

"How long would that take?" asked the Mexican boy.

"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American.

"And after that?"

"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"

"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the Mexican boy.

"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."


And the moral of this story is: ......... Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.

The best way to see movies in San Francisco!

A film in the park is romantic. That night they played all three BACK TO THE FUTURE'S.
The view is killer.

It was chilly up there. They had some technical difficulties, but yes, it's a great way to see a movie. I was told that it was much better then the crowd some encountered at Dolores park,

Checkcash: A Con or Convenience

Yes Check cashing places are great for getting you money right away if you don't have an account. But there are a select few that have Bank accounts and quite don't understand who these services are for.

If your bank account is overdrawn and you don't want to put your check in your account for fear that the bank will take your hard earn money the cash advance is not going to help you in the long run.

Once you get your advance you have to pay for using their money witch in turn cause you to become more in debit. Here is how it works

Once you get the money you are automatically submitted for a monthly debit out of your account. Whether you give them you debit card or a check to pay them back they go into your account and take more than what you owe. And the worst part is that they take money with out telling scheduled date witch causes other transactions to post to the account and the bank racks up all these fee's.

The sad thing is that sometime when we file these type of claims they are denied because the customer did not read the fine print. I really want to help those few that are dealing with this issues.

The best way to get them to stop taking money out is to close the account and don't use those services again.

For those that don't have an accounts to store money or cash a check I guess it a good way to get your money, but to pay some one for your money is ridiculous.

Debit is not fun. Trust me I have been there before at the age of 22.

Grumble Grumble

So hungry, yet so broke.

A third color?

I was house sitting Wil and Marks house while they went to one of there many vacations. While I was there I had the chance to hang out with Scott their other roommate. He showed me these clear sun glasses that some spoiled snot nosed girl left at his Clair's store in Emeryville.
They where from Del Sol Solize. He found the Catalina style



At the same time he started to tell me how he found them he stared to walk towards the back yard. I thought he just wanted to sport his new sun glasses. we got out side and he just placed the sun glasses on a table. I was so focused on what he was saying I didn't notice the sun glasses since I got a good look at them inside. Finally Scott stopped talking and showed me the sun glasses again. The color had changed from clear to deep purple. I was sitting there with my mouth open.

I'm a sucker for tacky color changing shit. I once Had a t-shirt that had a pin up girl laying on her back and next to her it said "Girls on film" (told you I loved tacky shit) That shirt changed color when you touched from baby blue to hot pink. It didn't last long, it faded and then got stolen. Other things I loved, mood rings.
I always played with my mood ring thinking that some day it would turn green and I would be the next Green Lantern.

I had to have a pair. I went online and looked them up so quick you would think that I was looking for the ultimate free porn site. Once I found them It was hard to choose what style and color would fit me the best. In an hour I had placed my order for the Kano style and it was just a few day before I got to enjoy my tacky purchase.

Six days later and my new toy finally came. WOOOHOOO! I took them out on a drive around town and then the dog park I was so excited I almost wet my panties.

It's been 4 months now and I started to see another change in color, one that was not mentioned on the website. Right where the bridge of the glasses setts on the bridge of your nose. It stared to turn a golden color.



I want to say it's my face but I'm not that dirty. So it can't be dirt. Maybe my sweat and heat is causing it to change chemically. I don't know but now my Super Tacky Stylish sun glasses are turning a pee golden color. I guessed that at one point it would stop changing from clear to purple and just stay purple, but pee gold?

A trip to the moon

Greetings from the white sphere orbiting your home planet Earth.
I departed on my Space ship the Zo-Lopht-SS23 about 4 weeks ago. The view from here is amazing. The Oceans look like puddles the trees like peach fuzz. The animals and people look like tiny critters scurrying along the surface. From up here even my problems seem almost minuet.
Everything is great form up here. Every one should come up here. Life is great!

Cruise on waters

Out on the horizon I see the sun dozing off.
High in the sky I see the moons radiant glow.

A billion stars glimmer with the waves.
Floating lonely with out you.
Stranded out at sea with remorse.

I miss the land with all it's life and my own.
I cruise on waters with out a course.
Help me move a long.

I yearn for my spirit to guide me to the shore.
Rocking somber out on my own.
Another night waiting for the sun.

Floating lonely with out hope.
Stranded out at sea with out you.

By
DHR Torres

Update; Why can't I play with the Bears?

Today I received this email from our loving WEBMASTER BEAR...


Your Profile is now activated on BEAR411.COM and YOU CAN CHAT ONLINE NOW WITH THOUSANDS BEARS.

To get the messages sent by BEAR411.COM members to you, please login to the BEAR411.COM chat regularly!

MOBILE Version : Also chat on BEAR411.COM using your mobile phone! Special mobile URL is http://mobile.BEAR411.COM

Be proud to give your BEAR411.COM page to your friends!
Mention your BEAR411.COM page in your e-mail signature, in your blogs, on your cards... :
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ADD PICTURES to your Profile (you can add 10 pictures!) or change your e-mail address, picture or anything click on the 'Profile Change' link located in the upper navigation bar of the site.

My Profile Name : manbherpig
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If you have a personal web site thank you to support BEAR411.COM

BEAR411.COM Gallery is updated several times a day. So visit often!

More than one profile is not allowed. Individuals who attempt to cheat the system in this regard (for example, attempting to create more than one profile) will be banned from the site permanently.

Big Hugs!

Greg, webmaster. http://www.BEAR411.COM

It's been 3 months and to this day every time I log on I have 14 or more emails from bears that love this lil pup.

Thanks Greg you "gummy bear"!!!

O.o!!!

The first one is in New Your City. I love that some people took pictures with flash of the frozen. Why? So she can go home and say "... look honey I took pictures of this guy because he was frozen. Along with many other people. Look I have all the pictures to prove it." Like a photograph can prove only he was frozen.




The next one was made in Japan. Godzilla!!!



...what can I say, I love the Japaneses so much.

HEAR ME WOOF!

I love what the two guys at the end of the video said about what a Bear realy is. "Over the last years being a bear has evolved TO A STATE OF MIND." " There is NOT a particular body type... but full rage of BODY TYPES and diffrent backgrounds." Im a chaser and I love LOVE when a big burly guy is all over me. see you all next year.

OOH!

Um... These are Rubber ducky piggy banks painted in silver and gold. My birthday is August 13th I'm just sayin.

Potter Puppet Pals

Wasn't that fun? Please keep making these. It fills the void.

Why can't I play with the bears?!

F*&k you Greg.
Who gave his man the hand of god? Who is he to tell me I'm not hairy enough or big enough to join his web site?
I am a chaser and no body but body is going to tell what I can and can't join. Im not the only one that feels this way.

You cannot market your website as a "service to the community" and then pick & choose members. Bear411 isn't a "community" website. It's "Greg's" website, featuring Gregory's radically skewed interpretation of what a "bear" is.

I have had my profile rejected because I am too skinny or don't have facial hair, or I just don't look "bear enough." If you don't fit in or you're not the right color, you might not ever get your profile approved.

The bear community has worked every hard to get where they are and now Greg is shitting all over that.

Salesmanship

In Bay point you have two types of front lawns. You have the front lawn that is full of trees, roses bushes, and then a random cactus, still no matter how random and how strange the display is the execution of the foliage and liveliness is still accomplished. These home owners work hard on their mini paradise. I commend those that make that effort.


Then you have the bare front lawn. The only items you have rang from hubcap's to dirty Barbie scooter dry dirt. These type of home "owners" are to busy with their many kids or
just don't care what the front of the house looks like. I can understand, sure I wouldn't want to work all day and come home to an ugly lawn and spend all tho's pain staking hours. Or you can always pay some one to do all of that for you .

In my house we have the plague to have a Gardner in our lovely house hold. And like us, those other houses that have beautiful foliage are those working garners out there making your neighborhood fabulous.


As I was on the crapper today, I heard the door bell ring. (I hate an interrupted bathroom break.) Quickly I composed my self and rushed to the side window. All the while Muneca my dog was barking at every knock and chime. I pulled the blinds a bit apart right as he looked at the blinds. Crap. Now I felt like this guy saw me and knows someone is home. Since I had to go to work I had no chose but to open and see what the hell he wanted. This fucker. The second I asked if there was anything I could help him with, he grunted what sounded like "...he wants to talk to you."


"He? He, Who?"

The man standing in front of me now pointed to the older Samoan man in the van that was some what parked illegally in the wrong direction. The Samoan man put his phone down and stared saying something; at the same time the young man that had knocked my door was now walking back to the van.

After the third time of having the older man repeat him self, I gathered that he was trying to sell me Gardner service. He told me that they could cut my tree to the cites codes for a low low price.

"We can cut the tree back; do you work for the city?" I asked.

He muttered a no, so I just told him in my nicest voice that we will cut it back our selfs; we are garners so we will cut our own tree for free. I closed the door and they drove off.

That was some shady business. If thats the way they drum up business then they will either have no money or be bankrupted from all the horrible service and complaints.

I use to work as a sales man and what the man that knocked my door and just walking away like that was terrible salesmanship

Please send me a good remix

I love this song and I know some one out there is capable of making a mix of this song that will be overplayed in the clubs.

In the end

In the end I'll be the one walking away.
You only seem to want me to be around when you are down.
I know I bring a light in your life,

Don't go just yet, please stay.
I have to say before I go on my way,
In the end you are no friend of mine.

You take another shot to the heart, fall back in his arms to heal.
Nothing I can do but say adieu and watch you with some one new.

I attempted to show you my anima but you made me feel like a fool.
What a mistake...
Disregarded my attempts to bring you in my world,
But to you I withered through.

In the end I will be the one walking away.

By DHR Torres

Mr White

Can I say how much I love men with salt and pepper hair. Salt and pepper hair just turns me on so much. Like the old saying go's "Men are like wine, they only get better with age."

Just recently I shaved my hair off, and I don't know if I never noticed because I color my hair often. As I was drying my hair I notice the one strand of white hair. WOOHOO! My first gray. Im so proud of him I think I'll name him Mr White

All you need to know about San Francisco BART

If you are thinking of traveling to San Francisco or have never taken the Bart for fear of other strangers. Here are a few rules that are not posted on the BART trains. Click on each video one by one.


Care full who you stare at.



Don't pull out your little friend, or if your the one being flagged down; go to another car.



If you see a fight don't get involved.




Leave it to the BART COPS




...and if you get on the car with the puppet gang? Don't be scared. They might just want to share their love with you.


I hope this is helpful so that you may have a wonderful experience while on your travels.

The kindness of a stranger is simply an amazing and touching moment.

Here is an email that Debbie, an Itchmo reader, wrote about the story of a child’s letter to God about her dog, Abbey, who had passed away and what happened after she sent the letter:

Our 14-year-old-dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could, so she dictated these words:

Dear God,

Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.

I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her. You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.

Love, Meredith.

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.

Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, “To Meredith” in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, “When a Pet Dies.” Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope.

On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:

"Dear Meredith,

Abbey arrived safely in heaven.

Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.

Abbey isn’t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.

Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much.

By the way, I’m easy to find, I am wherever there is love.

Love,
God

According to the San-Antonio Express-News, this story is true and it really did happen to the Scrivener family in August 2006.

Meredith’s mother said that the book and the letter comforted her daughter over the loss of Abbey. Meredith’s mother was tempted to go to the post office and see who sent the letter, but she decided against it. She kind of didn’t want to know who did it and said it was simply the work of an angel.

Dance Monkey Dance

Oso

Oso
1999-2008

You pay no attention to me

You hunt like an animal in the dead of night
A consent urge to feed your appetite.
What is he going to give you when it's all said and done?

The red light goes out.
It's replaced by a soft candle light.
I call to you.
Who will hold you while you sleep tonight?
But you don't care, you pay no attention to me.

You said to me I should explore the world.
I say it's greed that drives that kind of life.
What happened to all the true love.
If you make a wrong turn who's shoulder will that fall on.

So you pick a nice guy.
You turn down for the night.
Your hearts beat fast as your body's slow down.
I wounder if I am wasting my precious time.

The candle light goes out.
It's replaced by glow of the night.
I call for you.
Who will stay to watch the sun rise?
But you don't care, you pay no attention to me.

The dark fades out by the warm sun light.
It warms my smile, giving me piece of mind.
Come on, come on and pay attention to me.

By DHR Torres

New Years Hype

New years to me is just a bunch of Hype. Yes it is the time for a new start for the whole world, but most people take this day to put their best foot forward towards a personal goal. I don't do that for new years. I keep those personal goals for my birthday, because I know that it means so much more. So why be like every body else and have a New Years resolution. I say you have a birthday resolution. So by your next birthday you feel so much better about what you have accomplished from your last birthday.

What is was my birthday resolution you ask? Well it's to make it to "So yo u think you can dance" before I'm 25. I'm thinking that they do not want an old Spanish boy after that age. I really don't know or want to know what the cut off age is. What if it not 25 what if it's 27? The reasoning behind that is that I know my self; once I know what the age limit is I know I will not work hard. Procrastination is the enemy here. The good thing is that I damn near look like I might still be 19. So if I don't make it I can at least try again.




Theres always Love that I would like to audition for .