1.) White, working-class residents of Southern New Jersey barrier islands (eg. Absecon Island, Brigantine, Long Beach Island). Rarely graduates of high school but very often have GED's,. Some Vo-Tech classes.more...
Bay Rats are excellent salt water fishermen, crabbers, clammers, duck hunters & muskrat trappers. They are top notch outboard engine mechanics, fiberglass specialists, welders & pile drivers. They posess above average skills in carpentry, auto mechanics & plumbing - and they can "rig" almost anything.
Piracy is a way of life for Bay Rats. abandoned (& not so abandoned) boats, homes, & construction sites are fair game for needed parts & materials.
Authentic Bay Rats have deep "local knowledge" of inlets, back bays, channels, sloughs, creeks, & wetlands. Bay Rats NEVER go to the beach during daylight hours and only go at night to attend bonfire keg parties. They are more typically found speeding through "no wake zones" in their custom duck boats, garveys & flivers.
Bay Rat attire includes converse sneaks or work boots, old board shorts, Tee shirts from local tackle shops & bars. Shoes & boots are ALWAYS worn - even on the boat or beach. Bay Rats can often be identified by smears of blue or black bottom paint on their elbows or the undersides of their forearms.
Many Bay Rats live at home with their widowed mothers or on old houseboats with engines removed.
The Bay Rat philosophy is to live as cheaply as possible to avoid any kind of steady work. They are howe...
|303.||Green Day posuer|
Teens who tend to like Green Day because of their latest hit CD, American Idiot. Barely listens to other tracks on the album other that 1,3,4, and 11 (American Idiot, Holiday, Boulevard of Broken Dreams and Wake me up when September ends.)
Characteristics (sp?) of Green Day posuers;
- doesn't know Dookie
- doesnt know what E.B.P.M. is
- has no idea what F.O.D. means
- thinks American Idiot is their first album when actually, it is their seventh album (excluding 1039 Smoothed out Slappy Hours, International Superhits! and Shenanigans)
- thinks Green Day has only been around for about the last 4~5 years.
Well, they're some of the characteristics. There's tons more to recognise a Green Day posuer.
It is very hard for us, real Green Day fans to not to scream at them until their ears bleed, slap them and tell them to go listen to Kerplunk.
If you know;
- who wrote 'My adventure with Green Day'
- and what the story is about
- what was the first song Billie Joe wrote, and what age he was when he wrote the song
- the three main members' current marital status, and their children
then at least I know that you know a bit more facts then those Green Day posuers.
A vampire is any person or thought or feeling that stands between you and your creative self expression, but they can assume many seductive forms.
1) The pigmy vampire:
Will swarm around you head like gnats and say things like:
"Your teeth need whitening."
"You went to state school?"
"You sound weird."
"Shakespeare, Sondheim, Sedaris did it before you and better than you."
"You cannot sing good enough to be in a musical."
2) The air freshener vampire:
She might look like you mama, or your old fat-ass, fat aunt Fanny.
She smells something unpleasant in what you’re creating and will urge you to spray it up with some pine fresh smell ’em ups. The air freshener vampire doesn’t want you to write about bad language, blood, or blow jobs.
She wants you to clean it up and clean it out which will leave your work toothless, gutless, and crotchless, but you’ll be left with two tight paragraphs of kittens that your grandma would be so proud of.
3) The vampire of despair:
It’ll wake you up at 4am to say things like:
"Who do you think you’re kidding?"
"You look like a fool."
"No matter how hard you try, you’ll never be good enough."
Sally: My mom won't let me be in Bare just because it curses!
John: Ew, what a vampire!
A postwar Chicago blues scene without the magnificent contributions of Muddy Waters is absolutely unimaginable. From the late '40s on, he eloquently defined the city's aggressive, swaggering, Delta-rooted sound with his declamatory vocals and piercing slide guitar attack. When he passed away in 1983, the Windy City would never quite recover.more...
Like many of his contemporaries on the Chicago circuit, Waters was a product of the fertile Mississippi Delta. Born McKinley Morganfield in Rolling Fork, he grew up in nearby Clarksdale on Stovall's Plantation. His idol was the powerful Son House, a Delta patriarch whose flailing slide work and intimidating intensity Waters would emulate in his own fashion.
Musicologist Alan Lomax traveled through Stovall's in August of 1941 under the auspices of the Library of Congress, in search of new talent for purposes of field recording. With the discovery of Morganfield, Lomax must have immediately known he'd stumbled across someone very special.
Setting up his portable recording rig in the Delta bluesman's house, Lomax captured for Library of Congress posterity Waters' mesmerizing rendition of "I Be's Troubled," which became his first big seller when he recut it a few years later for the Chess brothers' Aristocrat logo as "I Can't Be Satisfied." Lomax returned the next summer to record his bottleneck-wielding find more extensively, also cutting sides by the Son Simms Four (a string band that Waters belonged to).
Waters was renowned ...
A "god" game. You create one or more characters, and can choose to start a family. You can build a house and have a job, etc. The goal is to create your version of a "perfect life".more...
It's fun to start off on, but after a few hours, you get bored and want to quit. After awhile, it's very hard to keep your SIM happy, and it's hard to balance their basic needs.
For example: If your character is too tired, they won't do anything but sleep. Their hunger level goes down and you have to wake them up to get them to eat so they won't die. However, they fall asleep at the table, and leave the stove on. So you have to pick up after them. You forget about the stove and your kitchen catches fire, and you end up having to call the fire department while your Sim either runs around in panic or tries to put out the fire.
Also, if they don't make it to the bathroom in time, they'll go right where they're standing, so you have to pick that up too. If you don't take good enough care of them, ominous music plays and the Grim Reaper comes. You can plead with him, and if you plead enough, he won't kill you. Watch out though, if you choose to die, make sure you're in your yard or something, because a gravestone is left where you die, and you can't ever move it or get rid of it. So don't die in your kitchen or bedroom or some place like that.
All in all, it's like taking care of a bunch of drunks. Sometimes I think the kids on the game are smarter than the adults. They're also easier to...
Holy shit, are you kidding me!?!? It hasn't been defined yet!?!?! WELL! Shannon was truly one of the greatest musicians ever to live, a real inspiration. His music was transcendental, he could change your mood with a song. His voice was opaque, poignant belittling amazement. Go listen to "No Rain" and "Change" by Blind Melon. You will be hooked. And check out the lyrics below, you will love them. Shannon had a daughter named Nico Blue, but unfortunately, she lost her daddy to drugs in 1995- she was a month old. And the world lost an inspiration and an idol, a second father to all. Rest in peace, Shannon. We all love you, and miss you. You are never forgotten for a day. You keep me dreaming, boy.
Change, by Shannon Hoon.more...
I don't feel the suns comin' out today
its staying in, its gonna find another way.
As I sit here in this misery, I don't
think I'll ever see the sun from here.
And oh as I fade away,
they'll all look at me and say, and they'll say,
Hey look at him! I'll never live that way.
But that's okay
they're just afraid to change.
When you feel your life ain't worth living
you've got to stand up and
take a look around you then a look way up to the sky.
And when your deepest thoughts are broken,
keep on dreaming boy, cause when you stop dreamin' it's time to die.
And as we all play parts of tomorrow,
some ways will work and other ways we'll play.
But I know we all can't stay here forever,
so I want to write my words on the face of today.
and then they'll paint it
And oh as I fade away,
they'll all look at me and they'll say,
Hey look at him and where he is these days.
When life is hard, you have to change.
No Rain, by Shannon Hoon.
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life aw...
Love is a funny thing.more...
You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only
You expect her to
always say the right thing, and
always know exactly how you feel,
or exactly how to react to it.
You expect her to calm you down when you're yelling or to chase you
when you run away.
You expect so much that you feel entirely, and utterly defeated when something doesn't exactly match up to all your plans. But that's the thing.
Love isn't a plan. It doesn't have
a certain beginning and it
certainly has no end, or a visible
finish line to those deeply in it.
Love happens; it is so
incredibly messy. People around
you can't comprehend why you do
the things you do, or why you
fight so hard for something that
seems to cause you so much pain.
Because simply, they can't see.
They can't see the invisible ring
of insanity that surrounds you
when you're in love. It's
inconvenient and painful and
devastating at times, but we can't
live without it.
What you don't learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it.
How it isn't worth it until we are
complete and utter idiots about it.
Love isn't her calming you
down when you yell. It's her
yelling, just as loud, just as
hard, right back at you, right in
your face to wake you up and to
keep you grounded.