IT HARDLY MATTERS Back to Main Index Browse the Archives	Monday, January 31, 2005 ( 04:27 PM ) Take a drive baby up the coast, yeah Highway 101 I’ll pass Ventura and Santa Barbara too, just as fast as my motor runs Gotta pocket full of memories, some happy and some are sad Gotta girl standin’ by my side through the good times and the bad Listen to the boulevard, listen to the falling rain I believe in love now, with all of its joys and pains Sick boy, sick girl, looking nice dressed up on a Saturday night Take a walk downtown for a while and chase the pale moonlight I can still hear the mission bells and the train rollin’ through your town Gonna leave this world behind, we’re Southern California bound Listen to the boulevard, listen to the falling rain I believe in love now, with all of its joys and pains Follow the palm trees under the California sun I believe in love now, I believe in love again - Social Distortion Friday, January 28, 2005 ( 06:30 PM ) Did anyone have any idea the Michael Jackson trial was going to get this exciting?? And please don't forget -- it's "adult," not "erotic." Well, we can all agree on one thing. It ain't OBSCENE! Wooo!! Thursday, January 27, 2005 ( 10:12 AM ) From the Onion: Terrifying Sea Monster Turns Out To Be Even More Terrifying Amphibious Monster Genius. Monday, January 24, 2005 ( 09:50 PM ) Sarge: May I introduce our new light reconnaissance vehicle! It has four-inch armour plating, mag bumper suspension, a mounted machine gunner position, and total seating for three. Gentlemen, this is the M12LRV! I like to call it the Warthog. Simmons: Why Warthog, sir? Sarge: Because "M12LRV' is too hard to say in conversation, son. Grif: No, but... Why Warthog? I mean, it doesn't really look like a pig. Sarge: Say that again. Grif: I think it looks more like a puma. Sarge: What in Sam Hell is a puma? Simmons: You mean like the shoe company? Grif: No. Like a puma. It's a big cat. Like a lion. Sarge: You're makin' that up. Grif: I'm telling you, it's a real animal. Sarge: Simmons, I want you to poison Grif's next meal. Simmons: Yes, sir! Sarge: [Points at front of the Warthog] Look, see these two tailhooks? They look like tusks. And what kind of animal has tusks? Grif: A walrus. Sarge: Didn't I just tell you to stop makin' up animals? - Red vs. Blue Wednesday, January 19, 2005 ( 09:25 PM ) What, no Dustin Nguyen??? ( 02:09 PM ) Separated at birth? You be the judge. EMPEROR PALPATINE CONDOLEEZZA RICE ( 10:56 AM ) From Horoscope.com: For those of us born on: January 19 Happy Birthday: You have everything under control, but that doesn't mean you won't stretch yourself to the limit this year. You can make it much easier on yourself by controlling how much you spend and how much you promise others. Keep things on a small scale and you will end up with a lot more. This is a great year for you as long as you are thrifty, cautious and very precise in your dealings. -- Birthday Baby: You are dedicated and will always make sure that everyone around you is taken care of. You are a loyal friend, and you have strong convictions. You will never back down from anything or anyone. Today's Motivational Quote: If you want happiness for an hour take a nap. If you want happiness for a day, go fishing. If you want happiness for a year, inherit a fortune. If you want happiness for a lifetime, help someone else. -- Chinese Proverb Monday, January 17, 2005 ( 11:08 PM ) So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition. In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. - Martin Luther King, Jr. Friday, January 14, 2005 ( 03:01 PM ) daktaris: http://edition.cnn.com/2005/US/01/12/amish.accident.ap/ DocPenfold: thats fucked up daktaris: that's what you get when you shun the awesome power of electricity ( 03:00 PM ) Gah! We've waited so long to get cable that we've been missing out on a lot of good stuff!!! I think that the premise of Doug's new show automatically qualifies it to be placed on the list of my favorite shows. ( 02:13 PM ) So I couldn't sleep the other night so I was cruising through Last.fm. I went to the Mark Eitzel page, clicked on the link to Omniverse's profile, who just happens to be Maximolly's friend. That's right, Molly from Girlwonder! Small world! Thursday, January 13, 2005 ( 04:32 PM ) We accidentally turned on The Will for about 2 minutes last week. It was a load of crap. Thankfully, CBS is starting a trend of taking action for its F-ups! Tuesday, January 11, 2005 ( 02:38 PM ) daktaris: i just came back from macworld expo DocPenfold: how was it? daktaris: mac users are more like mac Lusers! Sunday, January 9, 2005 ( 10:39 PM ) I was watching the "60 Minutes" piece on Lang Lang tonight and the senior New York Times Classical Music critic, who despises the brother, made the statement that people go to see Lang Lang and "expect to see a catharsis, an epiphany, instead of a musical performance." Of course, I was completely aghast and disgusted by this old white man's comment. I mean, isn't that exactly what music is about? Emotion? Making music that moves you and the audience? Why else would you actually go to a concert? If you wanna hear a plain old musical performance, dimwit, put a CD in your stereo and sit at home and shut the hell up. Saturday, January 8, 2005 ( 01:00 PM ) Were I at a different place in my life, I'd say: "I no longer believe in love!" Wednesday, January 5, 2005 ( 04:32 PM ) Crikey! A freakin cold front moved in through town this afternoon. How can I tell? Well when I went out to run some errands at 10:30 this morning it was in the high 60s/low 70s. Right now it's 46 degrees. FORTY-SIX. Lame. Tuesday, January 4, 2005 ( 09:00 AM ) Jubal Early, bounty hunter, holds Simon at gunpoint. Jubal: Where's your sister? Simon: Are you Alliance? Jubal: [perplexed] Am I a lion? Simon: What? Jubal: I don't think of myself as a lion. You might as well, though. I have a mighty roar. Simon: I said "Alliance." Jubal: Oh, I thought -- Simon: No, I was -- Jubal: That's weird. Jubal continues the interrogation. Jubal: Where's your sister? Simon: I don't know. Who do you work for? Jubal: This is her room. Simon: Yes. Jubal: It's empty. Simon: I know. Jubal: So is it still her room when it's empty? Does the room, the thing, have purpose? Or do we...what's the word? Simon: I really can't help you. Jubal: The plan is to take your sister -- get the reward, which is substantial. "Imbue," that's the word! Simon: So you're a bounty hunter. Jubal: No, no. That ain't it at all. Simon: Then what are you? Jubal: [matter-of-factly] I'm a bounty hunter. - From the final, and my favorite, episode of Firefly Sunday, January 2, 2005 ( 06:24 PM ) I'm not much one for sports. I rarely watch it on television, let alone watch an entire game. But yesterday, I watched all of this game. You see, I'm a Longhorn now. And I'll let you know that the Longhorns OWN YOU!