Sunday, March 27, 2005

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dinner with the peters.

well had my easter "celebrations" with mums side of the family. starting with awkward singing and praying for a whole easter mass thing with deeply religious people. walking around the church touching statues and kneeling before mother mary. you could say it isnt my cup of tea, but i prayed along. somehow feeling i shouldnt be praying since i dont feel touching a statue will increase my understanding of god or jesus.

anyhow, in the peters guidebook to life, what comes after religion is of course food and so food was on the menu. after loading granny from wheelchair to car to wheelchair to lift to house. food lays out. and then everyone starts arguing on how the food should be served. after 20 minutes of sorting out food onto plastic plates we finally eat. since the peters find it hard to take their alchohol i took the liberty along with my cousin on finishing the wine present at the table. its free isnt it?

when there isnt food normally people have to talk right? and when the peters talk, apart from religion and food there comes family issues. hence living in a blame culture, the peters end up shouting.

oh why cant family just be normal.

James Barr at 8:47 AM

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

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its hard to imagine you as something you arent.
something your doing.
that aint right.
somewhere your going,
that aint somewhere ive seen before.
i'll be waiting in a place
just to see if you care.
cause concerns dont concern you
anymore.
- the fellow with the raincoat?

James Barr at 6:44 AM

hahah now using a handphone in your car can get you $1000 or 6 months in jail.
lmao?

James Barr at 4:40 AM

Sunday, March 20, 2005

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You Are the Very Gay Bert and Ernie!

Two grown puppets living together, sleeping in the same room?They've even got coordinating striped shirts!

James Barr at 9:01 AM

ist pretty nice to indulge in a little lyric fest from death cab and the postal service. oohhh how lovely oohhh!

brand new colony.

I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and
served with the table set in my finest suit
like a perfect gentleman.
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the
ancient brick where you will sit and
contemplate your day.
I'll be the waterwings that save you if you
start drowning in an open tab when your
judgement's on the brink.
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
albums back as your lying there drifting off
to sleep.
I'll be the platform shoes and undo what
heredity's done to you: you won't have to
strain to look into my eyes.
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped
straight to the throat with the collar up so
you won't catch cold.

I want to take you far away from the cynics in this
town and kiss you on the mouth.
we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of
this scene, start a brand new colony
where everything will change, we'll give
ourselves new names, identities erased.
the sun will heat the grounds under our bare
feet in this brand new colony.
everything will change...

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sleeping in

Last week I had the strangest dream
where everything was exactly how it seemed
where there was never any mysteryof who shot John F. Kennedy.
It was just a man with something to prove,
slightly bored and severely confused.
He steadied his rifle with his target in the center
and became famous on that day in November.

Don't wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Again last night I had that strange dream
where everything was exactly how it seemed
concerns about the world getting warmer
people thought that they were just being rewarded for treating others as they'd like to be treated
for obeying stop signs and curing diseases
for mailing letters with the address of the sender.
Now we can swim any day in November.

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no joy in mudville.

Last night I dreamt that I was you.
I was dressed in all black with dark glasses and attitude.
Such a pose I could simply not hold through days in the northern town that I had once called a home.
Your studies of fringe New York streets: I was reading the pavement in every word you would speak.
To a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on...
Buying drinks for the poets upstate, this southern corrupting towed you down the interstate,
and they all said that you were the king of a gloomy disruption that surfaced when you would speak.

This town simply cannot compete so I'm packing my Bullets and Silvertones and heading east
to a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on...
If I could have (had) my way this year would bridge '66 (again?)

Trust fund hipsters were casing the room chock full of amphetamines.
The overturned kick drum boom set the pace with incomparable cool.
And if the tempo was lousy it was lost on all but you...

James Barr at 7:27 AM

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

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i dont caaaaaaare.

James Barr at 8:27 AM

Saturday, March 12, 2005

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Study hard. No beer. No drugs. No chicks. No Rock & Roll.

Pass exams. Beer. Drugs. Chicks. Rock & Roll.

etc.

Be a good boy.

Dad
XXX

James Barr at 4:05 AM

what a blasted amazing night.
amazing support
amazing organisers
amazing company
amazing crowd
amazing everything
amazing friends.
as we tuned up and psyched up after a few flips on the local trampoline. plugged up group huddle and lights dimming. curtains opening lights glaring and music ensueing. what more can i say? preparation into the late nights in T29 sure paid off. as always majulah sz cornerz. to everyone who shouted like nutters, i hope it was for a good cause. well done to tiffany on organising everything.

James Barr at 2:19 AM

Friday, March 04, 2005

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Ever Wonder?
Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?
Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"?
Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?
Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"?
Why is it that to stop Windows 98, you have to click on "Start"?
Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?
Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?
Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?
When dog food is new and improved tasting, who tests it?
Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes?
Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?
Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?
Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?
If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?
If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?

James Barr at 10:09 AM

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

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"hah teacher you mean a levels this year ah?"

James Barr at 5:16 AM

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