November 18th, 2004

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Watching the dedication of the Clinton Presidential Library, Massage Parlour and Trailer Park. The Clintons, Carters and both sets of Bushes are there. The Carters are sharing an umbrella, and so are George W. and Laura, and Barbara and George H.W. each have their own.

And the Clintons? Hillary is holding her umbrella. Bill is standing in the rain.

UPDATE: Someone took pity on him and gave him his own.

UPDATE: Double-wide comments aside, the library looks a great deal like the local BART (rapid transit system) station.

UPDATE: Little kids singing. Electric microphones in the pouring rain. This can't end well.
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tv // lbd // shoulder touch

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Okay, so typically I have no use for Green Day. I can't think of a song of theirs that hasn't been dull and droning... but I like this one, because I am a fannish geek. Lyrics are below... Sel and Becc, read and tell me who it makes you think of ;)

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's f--ked up and everythings all right
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive
And I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone...
  • Current Music
    Green Day: Blvd. of Broken Dreams