Talking a Lot but Saying Nothing

Follow my lead.... but make sure not make a point.

I was thinking that this time in history is kind of like when each of us was in grade school but with a minor difference. The difference can be as big or small as your imagination but let's not forget that whatever that difference is, you must make sure to just go with the flow and not get all caught up in the hype. Hype is a killer. Just be sure that you wake up every day and think to yourself "this may or may not be the day that i accomplish that goal that i was thinking about trying to reach someday". There will be those people that see you and try to deny you or make things harder. History has shown time and again that these are the types of people that do those things and those things are what these people are all about. Think about this for a second.... there is ample evidence that if you make history, you will be remembered. One has to always be sure that the history he/she is making is something historical... that is important.

For better or worse if you stick to your plan, give it 110% and just be steadfast... you'll be sure to overcome those obstacles that you may or may not face in those everyday or even rare situations. Then when you accomplish it you can look back and say "Yeah, this time in history really is like that time when i was in grade school!" and you will feel that feeling of emotion. That rare feeling of emotion that gets you all emotional... that's what we all live for.

Does anybody agree with me or have anything to add?

[MrGoutHimself]

I'm a modern man.
I'm a modern man.
I'm a modern man.
I'm a modern man.

I'm a modern man,
A man for the millennium,
Digital and smoke free.

A diversified multicultural postmodern deconstructionist,
Politically anatomically and ecologically incorrect.

I've been uplinked and downloaded.
I've been inputted and outsourced.
I know the upside of downsizing.
I know the downside of upgrading.

I'm a high tech lowlife.
A cutting edge state-of-the-art bicoastal multitasker,
And I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.

I'm new wave but I'm old school,
And my inner child is outward bound.

I'm a hot wired heat seeking warm hearted cool customer,
Voice activated and biodegradable.

I interface from a database,
And my database is in cyberspace,
So I'm interactive,
I'm hyperactive,
And from time-to-time,
I'm radioactive.

Behind the eight ball,
Ahead of the curve,
Riding the wave,
Dodging a bullet,
Pushing the envelope.

I'm on point,
On task,
On message,
And off drugs.
I got no need for coke and speed,
I got no urge to binge and purge.

I'm in the moment,
On the edge,
Over the top,
But under the radar.

A high concept,
Low profile,
Medium range ballistic missionary.
A street-wise smart bomb.
A top gun bottom feeder.

I wear power ties,
I tell power lies,
I take power naps,
I run victory laps.

I'm a totally ongoing bigfoot slam dunk rainmaker with a proactive outreach.
A raging workaholic.
A working ragaholic.
Out of rehab,
And in denial.

I got a personal trainer,
A personal shopper,
A personal assistant,
And a personal agenda.

You can't shut me up,
You can't dumb me down.
'Cause I'm tireless,
And I'm wireless.
I'm an alpha male on beta blockers.

I'm a non-believer and an over-achiever.
Laid back but fashion forward.

Up front,
Down home,
Low rent,
High maintenance.

Super size,
Long lasting,
High definition,
Fast acting,
Oven ready,
And built to last.

I'm a hands on,
Foot loose,
Knee jerk,
Head case.

Prematurely post traumatic,
And I have a love child who sends me hate mail.

But I'm feeling,
I'm caring,
I'm healing,
I'm sharing.
A supportive bonding nurturing primary care giver.

My output is down,
But my income is up.
I take a short position on the long bond,
And my revenue stream has its own cash flow.

I read junk mail,
I eat junk food,
I buy junk bonds,
I watch trash sports.

I'm gender specific,
Capital intensive,
User friendly,
And lactose intolerant.

I like rough sex.
I like rough sex.
I like tough love.
I use the f word in my email,
And the software on my hard drive is hard core, no soft porn.

I bought a microwave at a mini mall.
I bought a mini van in a mega store.
I eat fast food in the slow lane.

I'm toll free,
Bite sized,
Ready to wear,
And I come in all sizes.

A fully equipped,
Factory authorized,
Hospital tested,
Clinically proven,
Scientifically formulated medical miracle.

I've been pre-washed,
Pre-cooked,
Pre-heated,
Pre-screened,
Pre-approved,
Pre-packaged,
Post-dated,
Freeze-dried,
Double-wrapped,
Vacuum-packed,
And I have an unlimited broadband capacity.

I'm a rude dude,
But I'm the real deal.
Lean and mean.
Cocked, locked and ready to rock.
Rough tough and hard to bluff.

I take it slow.
I go with the flow.
I ride with the tide.
I got glide in my stride.

Drivin' and movin',
Sailin' and spinnin',
Jivin' and groovin',
Wailin' and winnin'.

I don't snooze,
So I don't lose.
I keep the pedal to the metal,
And the rubber on the road.

I party hearty,
And lunch time is crunch time.

I'm hanging in,
There ain't no doubt.
And I'm hanging tough,
Over and out.

(Thanks especially to George Carlin, I think this fits the bill inside-out-Santa.)
-SRD

[el_victorino]

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Saw Carlin do this live when he was still working out the rhythms, still readin it from paper, while getting ready for his HBO special. Pretty amazing artist.

What the fuck is this thread aboot?

[cmetz]

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nonsense

[el_victorino]

On the contrary, and vis a vis earlier, prior and previous "postings" which occurred earlier in time, and, collaterally, in place than the instant post, this thread addresses a common theme prevalent throughout our nascent ancestry, that being the multi-faceted thesis which defines our times; to wit, the duality of man and his constant struggle to suppress those inner, baser and more primal instincts while propounding and promulging his more ethereal longings in an ongoing effort to synergyze, notwithstanding the propensity for prolixity, the autodidactic campaigns to which we, as both man and human, aspire. Though these efforts be doomed, ineluctably, inevitably and unavoidably to fail, still we press on, incentivized by a proactive paradigm shift which facilitates the globalization of our mission-critical Content Management System. Indeed, netiquette demands a real-time committment which extends beyond the borders of our social software and into the tangentially-related vaporware. A folksonomy is the goal of any ocular inspection, a truism whole-heartedly adopted by both the Urban Amish and the jitterati.

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Excellent.

Your check is in the mail.

er... i should say "Your Czech is in the male"

[MrGoutHimself]

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I thought N2 was asian, not Czech... I'm confused.
-SRD