7and8

The lyrics go:
As I stepped through the window of the train
I thought I heard my baby call my name
But it was just the conductor saying,
"Which stop would you prefer?"

First, why is she climbing through a window? Second, can anyone tell me a name that sound remotely like "Which stop would you prefer?" Jennifer doesn't have enough syllables. Finally, how is the conductor saying this so it's mistaken for a lovers bellow

Have you ever had one of those days where you wake up with "The Final Countdown" by Europe playing in your head and...IT...JUST...WON'T...STOP!!!

It's like a brain hot dog. I burped the other day and tasted hot dog. I haven't eaten a hot dog since 1998.

"You hurt the ones closest to you." Someone smarter than me said that. They were probably a better golfer too.

Those you really want to say, "Are you sure? 'Cause that idea sounds kinda stupid to me." turn out to be adversaries, Presidential candidates or others you wouldn't ask to help move you. Those who mean most to us in life don't get to HEAR that from us so often. Don't get me wrong the hardest things to say are understood but rather exuded than said and likewise felt than heard.

Is it a fear of loosing that person? A fear of not wanting to hurt them even if means saving them from (enter bad feeling here).

I've been trying to rewire my communications with those around me. I need to balance truth and tact. I need to say what is on my mind or I can't function (my brain is crazy like that). So if you hear something from me that doesn't quite sound like me; don't automatically assume that I'm a key to a Brainiac & Grod plan to dominate the human race. Rather know that I love you so much I risk saying what I think, tactfully. If we are really good friends we'll fight and then have a beer and talk about 'Heroes'.

I'm a DOS kid. Grew up into the Windows family and made my living doing desktop, phone and network support. I know my stuff but never had time to try the really interesting thing. Well now I'm dual booting Ubuntu and XP. Unix has me and I'll keep XP around for as long as I need to.

For those of you who have been to scared to try: Dive in, you won't regret it. It'll make you a better person.

Everyone should get a call like I did last night. My brother and I talk pretty often. One of the cool things is that we can talk about nothing. We shared a room growing up, did a lot of stuff together. He is 6 years older so I cramped his style there for awhile but we've become pretty good friends in our adulthood.

He called last night to say that he loved me. He took a moment to do something that simple because he heard a story of how a co-worker lost his brother very young.

Time is short, stop reading BLOGs and call your brother, sister,... whoever.