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I opened Sarin Sunday first. Then while it was loading I opened a tab for Tony Danza and thought I paused it.

I ended up playing both at once without realizing it. The resulting cacophony is interesting. Try it.
 
Weird.......idk what to make of that.

When I thought it was one song I just thought you were into some genre I hadn't heard of before like death metal trance or something.

I thought maybe it would grow on me.

George Michael I always liked (no homo)

Careless Whisper was such a haunting sound and it was playing endlessly on the radio when I was going through my first serious breakup.

During my divorce Seether covered it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7imqO-OBVk

In a weird way, it cheered me up. It reminded me that I once felt like that, but 20+ years later she is just a fond memory.
 
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- Stone Temple Pilots

"I said I wanna get next to you, I said I wanna get close to you."
"You wouldn't want me to hurt you, too."
"Hurt you, too!"

I know
you want
what is on
my mind.

"I said you should'nt have worn that dress."
 
It is a disconcerting exchange, that I am hearing-

The older woman is going on about something in a posh voice-
She burbles her statement in a very pleasant way, but it seems
to be nonsensical. The younger woman, is speaking sense, but
her voice would cause you to block your ears. She yowls like a cat.
Eliza Dolittle's unaltered accent, would have been less grating.

The comfortable, full figured, self possessed cat, takes no notice of the scrawny, street-wise cat's defensiveness.

Neither cat pretends to what they are not. Fair warning, of what to expect.

Which leads me to remind myself, that the New England accent
does grate on the eardrum. Better to temper it, when the situation
demands it. Better to mislead, than to make someone suffer
anything that is unpleasant.
 
eeeeee! That is a Halloween song, that would present a challenge to Trick or Treaters.

Is the early days of sensors, a neighbor set the music to start when the Trick or Treaters passed the front gate and entered the walkway to the house.

Nowadays, you can purchase any electronic gadget for Halloween, that you could dream of!

*listening to David Letterman and his Trick or Treaters*
 
a legalzoom commercial and then a berocca one. basically, the tv is on for some reason.
 
the fan on my desktop whining at me and then settling down to a low level, barely audible drone.

yeah, the tv was boring.
 
There was a murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn

The trees are bending over
The cows are lying down
The atumn's taking over
You can hear the buckshot hounds
The watchman said to Reba the loon
Was it pale at Manzanita
Or Blind Bob the raccoon?
Pin it on a drifter
They sleep beneath the bridge
One plays the violin
And sleeps inside a fridge
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Someone's crying in the woods
Someone's burying all his clothes
Now Slam the Crank from Wheezer
Slept outside last night and froze
Road kill has its seasons
Just like anything
It's possums in the autumn
And it's farm cats in the spring
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Now thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house
Or covet thy neighbor's wife
But for some
Murder is the only door through which they enter life

Now they surrounded the house
They smoke him out
They took him off in chains
The sky turned black and bruised
And we had months of heavy rains
Now the raven's nest in the rotted roof
Of Chenoweth's old place
And no one's asking Cal
About that scar upon his face
'Cause there's nothin' strange
About an axe with bloodstains in the barn

There's always some killin'
You got to do around the farm
A murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn

Now the woods will never tell
What sleeps beneath the trees
Or what's buried 'neath a rock
Or hiding in the leaves
'Cause road kill has it's seasons
Just like anything
It's possums in the atumn
And it's farm cats in the spring
A murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Now a lady can't do ntohin'
Without folks' tongues waggin'
Is this blood on the tree
Or is it autumn's red blaze
When the ground's soft for diggin'
And the rain will bring all this gloom
There's nothing wrong with a lady
Drinking alone in her room
But there was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn



et al.
 
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