Modern Day Bardworks.

[LadyChina]

My latest favorite song.



Cold (But I'm Still Here) - Evans Blue


Genre: Rock/Metal

hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster
can you feel my trigger hand, moving further down your back
when you hide, hide inside that body
but just remember that when I touch you
the more you shake, the more you give away

cold, but I'm still here, blind, ‘cause I'm so blind, say never
we're far from comfortable this time
cold, now we're so cold, mine, and you're not mine, say never
we’re far from obvious this time

wait, another minute here, time will kill us after all
now can you feel its second hand wrapped around your neck
so fall into my eyes and fall into my lies
but don’t you forget
the more you turn away, the more I want you to stay

cold, but I'm still here, blind, ‘cause I'm so blind, say never
we're far from comfortable this time
cold, now we're so cold, mine, and you're not mine, say never
we’re far from obvious this time

you’re so endearing, you’re so beautiful,
well I don’t look like they do, and I don’t love like they do
but I don’t hate like they do
am I ever on your mind?

cold, but I'm still here, blind, ‘cause I'm so blind, say never
we're far from comfortable this time
cold, now we're so cold, mine, and you're not mine, say never
we’re far from obvious this time

COLD, you broke me from the very first night
I'd love you ‘til the day that I die
I'm far too comfortable this time
COLD, I loved you from the very first night
you broke me ‘til the day that I die
I'm far too obvious this time

 

[slohand]

LC LTNS!! you been playing WOW? lets here some more tunes Slo

 

[LadyChina]

Tool

Anything Maynard sings is magic. Really. Run, don't walk, to buy anything he ever sang. Prepare for take off.

Yes I'm playing WoW. Oh, and discovering the joys of making "friends" online via - Hot or Not Meet Me. I'd rather crack jokes, make annoying observances, and basically be a pain in the collective asses of a few select members of a few aggressive guilds - but what am I supposed to do when they're all busy playing games? Here's an excerpt or three from my favored correspondences - with commentary by moi. (You'll see how the french fits in, trust me):



A large man with the key words glass and stain inspires me to attempt a shot at E-ntercourse (see, intercourse is what you call a conversation when you're not "having sex with that woman" - so E-ntercourse is a word I just made up for having an E-lectronic exchange) -

"...Whats your interest in glass? And stained. I'm looking at your keywords and I'm getting this weird french maid vibe. Oui?..."

Turns out the only apron he donned was one to keep the soldering iron from burning his nice Hawaian shirt. NEXT! -



A military guy in Iraq. He loves his gun. I noticed:

"....Your picture with the gun made me laugh. I don't know why. Maybe because its got such blatant phallic implications. I'm sorry. You've got a very nice gun, and I'm sure it serves you well when the need arises..."

He says his guitar is bigger. I bet. NEXT! -



This guy was fun. Great use of words. I find it interesting that part of our E-ntercourse included me defining Affable - which if you take out some of the "F"ing - turns in to "A Fable":

"...."Intellectual, but very affable." the key word there is "BUT" - as if intelligence were some sort of hurdle to conversing with the masses. A deeper knowledge of some things or even all things shouldn't preclude an ability to empathize and communicate. I'd hope you'd know how to drool even more prettily than your average sheeple, just to show how intelligent you really are..."

Turns ou his favorite cooking spice is Cumin. NEXT! -



So because I'm enjoying myself and haven't had any scarring experiences, Balor (You recall, the evil Merc GM that tamed me to his voice and hand with sugar cubes and erotica) decides just today that I should look at the "Make Adult Friends" website. Okay, any site that starts out with porn all over it really isn't gonna be a good fit for me. I'd never be able to control my urge to paint mental faces on the end of each and every exposed penis that was probably in those porn files (if I would have explored further) and decide what kind of music is mostly likely to burst forth from their "mouth".

But enough about me and my amusements.

"She never told a lie, well she might have told a lie, But never lived one"
- Tool, Wings for Marie (pt 1).