<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603</id><updated>2024-08-30T11:50:06.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Echoes In My Head</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts and observations, maybe some attempted poetry (sort of).</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-6735733052813235417</id><published>2012-09-15T23:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-15T23:18:21.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J. P. </title><content type='html'>You were my first&lt;br /&gt;
in more ways than one&lt;br /&gt;
You turned me on&lt;br /&gt;
and opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;
led me down a road&lt;br /&gt;
I might never &lt;br /&gt;
have travelled&lt;br /&gt;
or at least pushed&lt;br /&gt;
me along it&lt;br /&gt;
faster or sooner&lt;br /&gt;
than I would have &lt;br /&gt;
gone before you&lt;br /&gt;
There are still songs&lt;br /&gt;
and places and &lt;br /&gt;
times of the year&lt;br /&gt;
that remind me &lt;br /&gt;
of you and the&lt;br /&gt;
short wild time&lt;br /&gt;
we had together</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6735733052813235417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2012/09/j-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/6735733052813235417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/6735733052813235417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2012/09/j-p.html' title='J. P. '/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-2930766367613864212</id><published>2012-04-21T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-21T18:44:46.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Ghosts</title><content type='html'>There are ghosts on the road &lt;br /&gt;
I see them sometimes&lt;br /&gt;
out of the corner of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;
A song, a scent, a familliar sight&lt;br /&gt;
and they come drifting up&lt;br /&gt;
from the depths of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
Old friends long disappeared&lt;br /&gt;
places where we wasted&lt;br /&gt;
our money along with our time.&lt;br /&gt;
I see them sometimes&lt;br /&gt;
when I&#39;m alone on the road&lt;br /&gt;
with nothing to do but drive.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2930766367613864212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2012/04/there-are-ghosts-on-road-i-see-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/2930766367613864212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/2930766367613864212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2012/04/there-are-ghosts-on-road-i-see-them.html' title='Road Ghosts'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-5907083258252738801</id><published>2011-10-10T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T09:52:49.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal memory # 9</title><content type='html'>Bleary eyed watching the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;
drinking coffee&lt;br /&gt;
on the small upstairs porch&lt;br /&gt;
mind still slow&lt;br /&gt;
from the night just past&lt;br /&gt;
I look at the girl&lt;br /&gt;
and she smiles</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5907083258252738801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/fractal-memory-9.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/5907083258252738801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/5907083258252738801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/fractal-memory-9.html' title='Fractal memory # 9'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-6884935399715078630</id><published>2011-10-10T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T09:50:34.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #8</title><content type='html'>Red truck again&lt;br /&gt;
dark side street&lt;br /&gt;
in a quiet neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;
smoking dope from a crushed&lt;br /&gt;
coke can&lt;br /&gt;
with two giggling girls</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6884935399715078630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/fractal-memory-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/6884935399715078630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/6884935399715078630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/fractal-memory-8.html' title='Fractal Memory #8'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-2235408483755582466</id><published>2011-07-17T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:54:01.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.S.</title><content type='html'>I met you twice&lt;br /&gt;
at forks in the road.&lt;br /&gt;
Both times I made&lt;br /&gt;
the wrong choice.&lt;br /&gt;
More in a list &lt;br /&gt;
of regrets I have&lt;br /&gt;
over failures from&lt;br /&gt;
the past.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2235408483755582466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/bs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/2235408483755582466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/2235408483755582466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/bs.html' title='B.S.'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-5387495167319079249</id><published>2011-03-09T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:33:32.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T. (Winter, 1986)</title><content type='html'>T. called. It was probably 6:30 or 7:00 at night, and snowing like crazy. She needed somebody to talk to, to lean on, a sympathetic ear. Boyfriend trouble, of course. I was always the &quot;guy friend&quot; that the girls trusted and loved like a brother. &quot;I&#39;ll make coffee&quot;, she said. So I put on my boots, heavy coat and head out the door to walk over to where she was staying. She was living at a friends place at the time due to issues with her dad. We drank the coffee and talked for quite a long time. Eventually we ended up sitting on the stairs that led to the upper unit of the house, an older place divided into an upper and lower style duplex. We sat close and talked some more, T. with her head on my shoulder after a while, and my arm around her shoulders. The talk faded off, and we sat just holding each other, until I heard her whisper very softly &quot;I wish I didn&#39;t have  a boyfriend and you didn&#39;t have a girlfriend, right now.&quot; I pretended not to hear her at first and asked what she had said, but she wouldn&#39;t repeat it. I still regret not making a move. That night could have had consequences that might have steered my life in a very different direction, but I guess I&#39;ll never know.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5387495167319079249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/t-winter-1986.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/5387495167319079249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/5387495167319079249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/t-winter-1986.html' title='T. (Winter, 1986)'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-4943135416485524369</id><published>2011-03-09T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:30:03.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A. N.</title><content type='html'>You used to say I followed you&lt;br /&gt;
like a puppy&lt;br /&gt;
but I never went anywhere &lt;br /&gt;
I wasn&#39;t led.&lt;br /&gt;
I should have called you on it&lt;br /&gt;
but I didn&#39;t want &lt;br /&gt;
to push the issue.&lt;br /&gt;
I thought that if you&lt;br /&gt;
had more in mind &lt;br /&gt;
than just being friends&lt;br /&gt;
you would have let me know.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4943135416485524369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/4943135416485524369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/4943135416485524369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/n.html' title='A. N.'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-3219441821818852398</id><published>2011-03-09T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:25:04.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #7</title><content type='html'>Jones Park,in the fall maybe?&lt;br /&gt;
sitting on the wall&lt;br /&gt;
smoking and talking&lt;br /&gt;
sneaking sidelong glances&lt;br /&gt;
trying to figure out &lt;br /&gt;
what you were thinking&lt;br /&gt;
should I make a move?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3219441821818852398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/fractal-memory-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/3219441821818852398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/3219441821818852398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/fractal-memory-7.html' title='Fractal Memory #7'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-4498906330805077397</id><published>2011-02-12T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T09:07:15.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Political Rant #1 (Stolen from my Facebook commentary)</title><content type='html'>We on the left need to quit acting like politics is a great big happy-ass suburban soccer game where there are no losers and everybody gets ice cream after. We need some loud old-fashioned 30s style union activist type lefties! We have to start playing like this game is for keeps!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fear factory on the right not only ignores actual facts, it manufactures it&#39;s own. They spew distortions, half truths and lies to keep the sheep in line.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Deregulation and greed made jobs go overseas. Reagan started the union busting in the 80s. The repugs in congress would rather work on preventing abortions than creating jobs. Fuck the right.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4498906330805077397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/short-political-rant-1-stolen-from-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/4498906330805077397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/4498906330805077397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/short-political-rant-1-stolen-from-my.html' title='Short Political Rant #1 (Stolen from my Facebook commentary)'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-3759061409253049375</id><published>2011-02-12T09:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T09:06:53.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Rant #2</title><content type='html'>All private money needs to be removed from elections. All third party ads need to be out. All lobbying of legislators needs to end. Only then will we be rid of corporate influence in politics. But with the Republicans holding the House and only a slim Democratic majority in the Senate, don&#39;t hold your breath. The Republicans will continue to whore for their corporate masters as long as they are allowed to.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3759061409253049375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/political-rant-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/3759061409253049375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/3759061409253049375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/political-rant-2.html' title='Political Rant #2'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-8089380446944034579</id><published>2010-11-08T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:00:57.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the Liars</title><content type='html'>Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They kill the truth&lt;br /&gt;
and steal your minds&lt;br /&gt;
corrupt the system&lt;br /&gt;
and let the future die&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars &lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They use bogus morality&lt;br /&gt;
as a shield to hide&lt;br /&gt;
the evil and hatred &lt;br /&gt;
on which they thrive&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars &lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Power mad and greedy&lt;br /&gt;
they want all of the pie&lt;br /&gt;
sell the American Dream&lt;br /&gt;
so they can steal your slice&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
American Taliban who&lt;br /&gt;
try to deny &lt;br /&gt;
that church and state &lt;br /&gt;
should not be combined&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars &lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Corporate money turns&lt;br /&gt;
the electoral tide&lt;br /&gt;
the rich getting richer&lt;br /&gt;
the poor left to die&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars &lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars &lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the liars&lt;br /&gt;
Stop the lies</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8089380446944034579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/stop-liars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/8089380446944034579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/8089380446944034579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/stop-liars.html' title='Stop the Liars'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-5792803886192755590</id><published>2010-08-07T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T11:09:06.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible II</title><content type='html'>New Years Eve, 1986. We started early and had three cars full of people. we drove around a while, then stopped out at the big park on the north side of town to regroup and plan the next move. One of the girls told us that a friend of hers was having a house party, since her parents were gone. We mounted up and headed out. Approaching one of the busiest intersections in the city, I forgot how early it was. I stopped for the red light, but my mind read it as flashing red which works like a stop sign. &lt;br /&gt;
I looked left, right and left again. No cars either way, so away I went. Through the still red light. No crash, no horns honking, no police to stop me. I still to this day don&#39;t quite believe I got away with that one.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5792803886192755590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/08/invisible-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/5792803886192755590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/5792803886192755590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/08/invisible-ii.html' title='Invisible II'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-2610346544199662058</id><published>2010-03-22T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:53:30.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer Slushies/The Long Wait in the Dark/The Adequate Escape</title><content type='html'>Friday night, mid winter. 11:30 P.M. or there abouts. Doc, Gramps, T. and I pull up in front of T.s house. We wanted to have one more beer before we dropped her off for the night,but they were all semi-frozen. T.s dad had told her not to have anybody in the house,but he wasn&#39;t supposed to be home for over an hour. We warmed up the stove, opened our beers and set them on the burners. about ten minutes in, (and with the beers still not thawed) we spotted headlights coming up the driveway. &quot;Oh shit&quot;, yelled T., &quot;it&#39;s my dad!&quot; We grabbed the half-thawed beers and followed T. quickly up to her room,where we hid out in the dark for about three hours. &lt;br /&gt;
 We sat quietly, not moving, on the floor hiding as well as we could behind furniture. We barely spoke or moved the entire time,only a few whispered words. Occasionally, T. would sneak over to the door and look down the stairway, only to see her dad still sitting in his chair. He never made a move to come up the stairs and find us, but he never moved from his spot in the living room, either. I am sure he knew we were there. &lt;br /&gt;
 Finally, we decided that the only way out was the window. T.s room was in the front of the house, with a window that looked out over a small overhanging roof above the front porch. We quietly opened the window and one at a time climbed onto the overhang and jumped into the front yard. From the lowest point on that overhang roof it was probably eight feet to the frozen ground, but we all managed to make it uninjured. We got to the car and pushed it half a block before getting in and starting it so T.s dad wouldn&#39;t hear it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2610346544199662058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/beer-slushiesthe-long-wait-in-darkthe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/2610346544199662058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/2610346544199662058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/beer-slushiesthe-long-wait-in-darkthe.html' title='Beer Slushies/The Long Wait in the Dark/The Adequate Escape'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-8351642720213156196</id><published>2010-03-01T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:24:45.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #6</title><content type='html'>Five of us sit on the hill&lt;br /&gt;
near the water&lt;br /&gt;
summer sun but a cool breeze &lt;br /&gt;
blowing in off the lake&lt;br /&gt;
as we sit in the sun to dry off&lt;br /&gt;
smoking cigarettes and drinking beer</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8351642720213156196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/fractal-memory-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/8351642720213156196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/8351642720213156196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/fractal-memory-6.html' title='Fractal Memory #6'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-6697617770354017706</id><published>2010-02-08T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:19:37.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #5</title><content type='html'>The barking dog wakes us&lt;br /&gt;
early summer Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;
hazy from the night before&lt;br /&gt;
we make love then return to sleep&lt;br /&gt;
awaken love sleep again&lt;br /&gt;
four or five times&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t remember now&lt;br /&gt;
we finally leave the bed in early evening&lt;br /&gt;
and sit on the balcony&lt;br /&gt;
grilling steaks and drinking&lt;br /&gt;
in the low sun of the afternoon</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6697617770354017706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/fractal-memory-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/6697617770354017706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/6697617770354017706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/fractal-memory-5.html' title='Fractal Memory #5'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-7304505800087368907</id><published>2010-02-08T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:10:14.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Cart Safari</title><content type='html'>Doc and I used to work together at a grocery store near a smallish mall. Some Friday and Saturday nights if or schedules worked out, I would leave my car at home and we would take off in his car after work. Usually it was just typical idiocy, get some beer, find some girls, raise some Hell. One particular night,we got out a little later than normal. The mall area down the block was closed by the time we got done working. We headed over there in Doc&#39;s car on our way out of town and herded the stray shopping carts around the parking lot. With the car. We must have hit ten or fifteen of them, and sent them sailing all around the lot, bent mashed and mangled.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7304505800087368907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/shopping-cart-safari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/7304505800087368907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/7304505800087368907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/shopping-cart-safari.html' title='Shopping Cart Safari'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-3856111620209644575</id><published>2010-02-08T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T07:55:11.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #4</title><content type='html'>Driving the red truck&lt;br /&gt;
into the summer late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;
waiting for the night people&lt;br /&gt;
to come out&lt;br /&gt;
smoking a small sweet cigar&lt;br /&gt;
and damning the sun &lt;br /&gt;
for being so low and bright&lt;br /&gt;
right in the eyes &lt;br /&gt;
as I turn and head west</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3856111620209644575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/fractal-memory-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/3856111620209644575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/3856111620209644575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/fractal-memory-4.html' title='Fractal Memory #4'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-7977380091392960441</id><published>2010-01-18T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:38:35.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #3</title><content type='html'>Moonlight on the water&lt;br /&gt;
late night summer swim&lt;br /&gt;
laughing girl takes my hand&lt;br /&gt;
and guides me &lt;br /&gt;
to her gentle shore</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7977380091392960441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/fractal-memory-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/7977380091392960441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/7977380091392960441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/fractal-memory-3.html' title='Fractal Memory #3'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-8128013970840814952</id><published>2010-01-16T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:27:07.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible I</title><content type='html'>Early summer,1987 I think. Graduation party season, and we hit about five that day starting about noon. It got to be about 6:00 or so,and Doc decided he wanted to get something to eat. So we stop at Burger King and he goes in. His brother and I stay in the car, deciding we&#39;re too pissed up to go in. After about ten minutes or so we both decided we had to piss. We got out of the car and stood on either side. In the Parking lot. In broad daylight. Facing towards the second busiest road in town. And nobody looked at us twice, not so much as a horn honked by a passing car. Either it was too weird of a scene for people to believe, or we were invisible that afternoon for about three minutes.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8128013970840814952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/invisible-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/8128013970840814952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7225818035146252603/posts/default/8128013970840814952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/invisible-i.html' title='Invisible I'/><author><name>ParrotPirate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03064988623219047733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-474025221936354682</id><published>2010-01-04T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T07:09:13.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #2</title><content type='html'>Big blue car blonde girl driving&lt;br /&gt;winter highway snow and wind&lt;br /&gt;car too fast hits ice and spins&lt;br /&gt;into the roadside snow&lt;br /&gt;tall grass blowing in the cold&lt;br /&gt;looks surreal encased in ice</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/474025221936354682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5SFNcWph4Uqh0zfKyRBbq5MdOeXgxf2NrGUS2lxC2zYBoo5_fFvObxHIBjd7GmQM1ovuph6y2Km8LEML7pv7u9iGw4xJ62wTJISQISCl8s81eQ29nMWewqNlK6EN3Q/s220/Halloween09me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225818035146252603.post-1295015216216060672</id><published>2010-01-04T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T07:08:01.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Memory #1</title><content type='html'>a hot summer afternoon&lt;br /&gt;but cool in the shade&lt;br /&gt;of a cliff side cave&lt;br /&gt;sitting on rocks in &lt;br /&gt;the cave bottom &lt;br /&gt;drunk a little&lt;br /&gt;trip and fall &lt;br /&gt;face to face with &lt;br /&gt;the girl who was&lt;br /&gt;brought by her&lt;br /&gt;friend to meet me&lt;br /&gt;our lips touch and we &lt;br /&gt;kiss deeply</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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