Late to the party but “Columbine” by Dave Cullen was IMO hands down the best book of the year. Still have “Let the Great World Spin” on my coffee table to plow through.
I’m transferring soon and need to get a Kindle or some kind of app-y device to read with one hand on the train.
I remember an early 80s two-bit punk band from somewhere in the Pittsburgh/Akron/Youngstown area called the Eightballs. The lead singer would start a set by saying “Hi, we’re the Eighballs ‘cuz we’re a four man band, get it?” and then the guitar thrashing would start.
I’m sick of people saying money doesn’t buy happiness. Money buys you contentment. Contentment overjoys me.
If you’re rich and not happy just end it now. For real. Off yourself. Also, I’ll be happy to provide you with a firearm and my SS# and full name to give to your attorney for the revised will.
Posted by: TownhouseLady at October 15, 2009 2:43 PM
COMPARE THIS TO…..
I love little piglets to begin with but the big momma Rotti giving her a kiss is just too much.
How much do you want to give every one of those pups a kiss on their little noggins?
Posted by: TownhouseLady at October 15, 2009 1:32 PM
Did I miss anything good?
Helloooooo Snappy!
Late to the party but “Columbine” by Dave Cullen was IMO hands down the best book of the year. Still have “Let the Great World Spin” on my coffee table to plow through.
I’m transferring soon and need to get a Kindle or some kind of app-y device to read with one hand on the train.
Both Dave. I
I can get joy from seeing a big dog loving a little momma-less piglet. Cost? Free.
If you have money and still can’t figure out how to be happy. There’s really no hope for you. Why putter around? Just go already.
I have paid for happiness. It usually works.
i am a sad, sad little man.
benson,
buns + fedora = asshat
Kill all the rich and unhappy!
Hi again 🙂
DIBS,
I remember an early 80s two-bit punk band from somewhere in the Pittsburgh/Akron/Youngstown area called the Eightballs. The lead singer would start a set by saying “Hi, we’re the Eighballs ‘cuz we’re a four man band, get it?” and then the guitar thrashing would start.
I’m sick of people saying money doesn’t buy happiness. Money buys you contentment. Contentment overjoys me.
If you’re rich and not happy just end it now. For real. Off yourself. Also, I’ll be happy to provide you with a firearm and my SS# and full name to give to your attorney for the revised will.
Posted by: TownhouseLady at October 15, 2009 2:43 PM
COMPARE THIS TO…..
I love little piglets to begin with but the big momma Rotti giving her a kiss is just too much.
How much do you want to give every one of those pups a kiss on their little noggins?
Posted by: TownhouseLady at October 15, 2009 1:32 PM
Which is your true personality???? 🙂