checking the ol' database

I knew I'd seen those eyeballs before....

















And by the way, here's a cool site, also known as my next employer...

http://www.fluideffect.com/index2.html

Queen redux

Cuz a queen needs her minion...

I ain't saying she's a goldigger

But she aint messin with no broke PCB..

Queen of Narnia

But you don't have to call her a witch...

I really need to get a new (safer) hobby.

SPT #7 , In Your Eyes

"All my instincts,
they return.
And the grand facade,
so soon will burn.
Without a noise,
without my pride.
I reach out from the inside"

Do you ever find that words are just not enough?

With my apologies to Shakespeare

"Friendship is constant in all other things
Save in the office and affairs of love:
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch
Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
This is an accident of hourly proof,
Which I mistrusted not. Farewell, therefore, Meredith! "

Hang in there, George. I'm sure Addison will become available soon. And you know what they say about red-heads.

The light of truth is a rude awakening for the dreamer. How many times have we told ourselves, "if he/she only knew how I feel about them everything would turn out just right." As if the knowing would magically attune the hearts.

I say keep your secrets to yourself. Keep your heart hidden, not on your sleeve for all the world to see. Better to savor the love in your imagination than to have it torn out and fed to the cur of reality.

From my favorite Blues Traveler song, The Mountains Win Again:

Dreams we dreamed at night were never meant to come to life
I can't understand the ease she pulled away her hand
This time in my life I was hurt enough to care
I guess from now on I'll be careful what I share
Ooh can you feel the same
Ooh ya gotta love the pain
Ooh it looks like rain again
Yeah feel it comin' in
The mountains win again

Hold it... maybe this is my favorite Blues Traveler...

There is something amiss, I am being insincere
In fact I don't mean any of this
Still my confession draws you near
To confuse the issue I refer
To familiar heroes from long ago
No matter how much Peter loved her
What made the Pan refuse to grow
Was Because the hook brings you back

Oh... Now I'm just rambling. [Insert "this post didn't go anywhere" lament.]