Why is there no passion, here?

[Byron In Exile]

And there's an end.

And no police at almost 3am.

 

[dolf]

living next door to you must be fun

 

[lovetoread]

That line was mean, funny, but mean.

 

[Byron In Exile]

living next door to you must be fun

I had one come up to me the next day asking about what I'd played the night before.

At first, I thought she was complaining. But she said, "oh, no, I just came out on my porch and listened."

 

[Byron In Exile]

That line was mean, funny, but mean.

as you like it

 

[Wings]

Just because you don't like the passion you see doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

 

[Batch]

and the here is relative.

 

[JAMESBJOHNSON]

Only time in my life neighbors called the cops on me was when Beethoven was on the stereo, or maybe it was Tchaikovsky. They wont stand for it in a trailer park. The manager made it clear I was a nuisance with my music.

So I moved to an area that was half black and half white trash. Blacks handle their grievances in a different way. They don't call the cops, they steal the stereo.

 

[islandman]

*superfluous use of a comma in a thread title alert*

 

[pointless]

i'm just going to assume dolf is talking about a bowel movement because it amuses me.

 

[dolf]

he totally should've made me wash my hands.

 

[trysail]

Slam!

The Fourth begins...

It is sublime.


It is transcendent.


It makes me want to live.

 

[pointless]

indeed.

 

[dolf]

It makes me want to live.

you require music for that?

now i shall be slightly sad for the rest of the day.

 

[islandman]

It just occurred to me that Byron wrote the thread title as Shatner would have spoken it.

My bad, B.

My bad.

 

[trysail]

you require music for that?

now i shall be slightly sad for the rest of the day.

It forms part of the collage that makes the odious endurable.

 

[Batch]

It forms part of the collage that makes the odious endurable.

perhaps to sail amongst the clouds, bearing through, hoping, to carry one away...

 

[phrodeau]

I had one come up to me the next day asking about what I'd played the night before.

At first, I thought she was complaining. But she said, "oh, no, I just came out on my porch and listened."

"What you got back home little sister to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you've got little say pitiful portable picnic players. Come with Uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited!"

 

[bronzeage]

I just listened to Alan Ginsberg recite Howl on youtube.

Did you know it's totally gay?

 

[Disgustipated]

Byron and Ish arguing in the wee hours of the night. That's funny.

 

[dolf]

It forms part of the collage that makes the odious endurable.

why is it so odious?

 

[dolf]

It forms part of the collage that makes the odious endurable.

...only endurable?

 

[butters]

adagio for strings