<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:25:59.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody likes a canker sore</title><subtitle type='html'>This is an equal opportunity blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-115223660989282902</id><published>2006-07-06T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:43:29.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>me being all artsy and whatnot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken by my home in Northern Arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. John's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, back home. The remains of an old treehouse me and my neighbors tried building. It wasn't bad...about as complete as anything we ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT1649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta fool around with my camera some more. I find that - on a bright day - the sky comes out pinkish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-115223660989282902?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115223660989282902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=115223660989282902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/115223660989282902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/115223660989282902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/07/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-115158441583312726</id><published>2006-06-29T06:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T06:33:35.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Time Just East of the Maritimes</title><content type='html'>It ryhmes.&lt;br /&gt;Get used to it. It's how I run things around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being quite aware that nobody will probably read this (because I've basically told everyone to stop reading this), I have decided to write anyway. I'm - just - that - crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna skip all the stuff about how beautiful the weather is, and what I've been in to, and where I've up to, and all the usual vacation fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I "feel" a little different.&lt;br /&gt;I think my mindset has changed, in a good way, if you wanna pick sides. I'm hoping that this will carry over when I return to work in Edmonton (which doesn't really exist right now - just when I get there. If I get there.) But, I'm a little concerned that once I hit the mind-dissolving routine of work and day-to-day life I'll slip.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the feeling of desperation, but when the bills pile up and the creditcards eat at your&lt;br /&gt;soul, I'll probably forget that I was ever in Newfoundland this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a confession to make: I've not thought of you until this very moment when I had to go ruin it by checking your blogatories. I've not thought of work, or anything to do with edmonton. It feels like I've been here a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;Alberta was all just a dream. I don't actually have a job to go to in EDMONTON, do I? And I don't actually have to go there on Teusday. right? THIS Teusday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE  &lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;damnit! CHANGE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-115158441583312726?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115158441583312726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=115158441583312726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/115158441583312726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/115158441583312726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/vacation-time-just-east-of-maritimes.html' title='Vacation Time Just East of the Maritimes'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114484906088660450</id><published>2006-04-12T07:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T07:37:40.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hot change will do you good</title><content type='html'>I always heard those words when that song would play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a little hot change will do you good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it so much in my head over the past however many years, that I don't think I will ever hear it otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here's a little hot change for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna be posting here very much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I have to pick my battles, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't have three battles going on at once, it's confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new website -&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thekirk.ca"&gt;www.thekirk.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a blog of sorts there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a myspace ---&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/majorkirk"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/majorkirk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both have BLOGS, though I probably won't use the latter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may still post my most innane and inappropriate thoughts here. So I won't delete it for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114484906088660450?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114484906088660450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114484906088660450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114484906088660450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114484906088660450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/04/hot-change-will-do-you-good.html' title='hot change will do you good'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114390664856545449</id><published>2006-04-01T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T08:50:48.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, guys, I'm pregnant</title><content type='html'>I'm a preggo, and this time I'm not referring to spagetti sauce.&lt;br /&gt;I got knocked up...real old school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup...that's me. Look what I've gotten myself into this time, gang!&lt;br /&gt;oh, silly me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as an aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April fools, bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had you all going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my.&lt;br /&gt;but I guess nobody will read this until after noon (i.e. in the afteroon)  when - for whatever reason - the april fooler becomes incapacitated.&lt;br /&gt;But I can totally claim retroactive tom-foolery here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114390664856545449?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114390664856545449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114390664856545449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114390664856545449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114390664856545449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-guys-im-pregnant.html' title='hey, guys, I&apos;m pregnant'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114385562925037803</id><published>2006-03-31T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:40:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake or Death?</title><content type='html'>I chose Molasses Cake&lt;br /&gt;and I did a decent job. My first time and, if I must say so myself, it ain't far off mom's best.&lt;br /&gt;once I figure out how to make her blueberry pudding w/ brown sugar sauce, I'll have no more need for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114385562925037803?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114385562925037803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114385562925037803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114385562925037803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114385562925037803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/cake-or-death.html' title='Cake or Death?'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114340611086545760</id><published>2006-03-26T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T13:04:59.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sweeter Pain</title><content type='html'>This ones a little out of character, I suppose. And it doesn't really draw on any personal experience, since I've never really had a relationship with a femme fatale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she sees the blood, she comes rushing for the kill&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to me when she's done&lt;br /&gt;But I've had my share of poison&lt;br /&gt;it's a wonder I can stand&lt;br /&gt;So when the claws come out I open up my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no better fire to burn you&lt;br /&gt;Than when you get your precious heart torn in two&lt;br /&gt;This hollow melody echoes true&lt;br /&gt;now, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;There's no sweeter pain, more holy shame&lt;br /&gt;to haunt your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she smells fear, she can tell just where I am&lt;br /&gt;All I see is red, but I'm as pale as a ghost&lt;br /&gt;The world may not revolve around me&lt;br /&gt;but it sure spins awful fast&lt;br /&gt;There's blood in my eyes, she saves the worst for last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114340611086545760?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114340611086545760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114340611086545760' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114340611086545760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114340611086545760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-sweeter-pain.html' title='No Sweeter Pain'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114334160372071009</id><published>2006-03-25T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:36:01.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Goals #4 (I think)</title><content type='html'>I want to be chased by a killer, make it to my door, and fumble with my keys like an idiot. Will I get in at the last minute?&lt;br /&gt;who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/thissucks!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/thissucks%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114334160372071009?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114334160372071009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114334160372071009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114334160372071009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114334160372071009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/future-goals-4-i-think.html' title='Future Goals #4 (I think)'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114280396413984908</id><published>2006-03-19T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T14:32:44.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Supper</title><content type='html'>This is where my father lays&lt;br /&gt;deep in divine sleep&lt;br /&gt;This is where my mother prays&lt;br /&gt;for the soul of her lost sheep&lt;br /&gt;and this is where I shot a man for looking at me wrong&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my mother weeping all night long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I made her proud&lt;br /&gt;the memory never fades&lt;br /&gt;Her tears that day were freed by joy&lt;br /&gt;Her words were filled with praise&lt;br /&gt;then they brought me my last meal&lt;br /&gt;her famous specialty&lt;br /&gt;but they made it wrong&lt;br /&gt;too dry, too cold, and too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114280396413984908?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114280396413984908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114280396413984908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114280396413984908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114280396413984908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-supper.html' title='Last Supper'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114221069607414978</id><published>2006-03-12T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T17:44:56.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy afternoons</title><content type='html'>I was just sitting down and zoning out to music...being completely lazy and unproductive. Then I decided to take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/PICT1253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gratuitous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/PICT1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/PICT1258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking longingly out the window from my "sofa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/PICT1252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/PICT1252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiderman is not impressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/PICT1263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/PICT1263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unidentifable flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/PICT1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114221069607414978?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114221069607414978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114221069607414978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114221069607414978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114221069607414978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/lazy-afternoons.html' title='lazy afternoons'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114220802267414084</id><published>2006-03-12T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T17:00:22.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Corner of My Eye</title><content type='html'>I'm coming down, my dear&lt;br /&gt;coming down never seemed so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving here&lt;br /&gt;but leaving never seemed so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight - the new year&lt;br /&gt;These parking lots never seemed so empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I saw tomorrow in the corner of my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, my friend&lt;br /&gt;goodbyes never seemed so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving here&lt;br /&gt;but leaving never felt so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I saw tomorrow in the corner of my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch - don't you blink&lt;br /&gt;Something may pass you by&lt;br /&gt;but you know it won't be me&lt;br /&gt;I lay awake last night&lt;br /&gt;for fear of what might&lt;br /&gt;happen if I closed my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114220802267414084?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114220802267414084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114220802267414084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114220802267414084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114220802267414084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-corner-of-my-eye.html' title='In The Corner of My Eye'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114160326558143471</id><published>2006-03-05T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:19:36.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nighttime is The Artist</title><content type='html'>I didn't spend a lot of time on recording this just right...so it probably sounds a tad rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When daylight breaks color fills the sky&lt;br /&gt;a waking world sheds its disguise&lt;br /&gt;everything will move along the lines that we have drawn&lt;br /&gt;and how it hangs on the wall&lt;br /&gt;every rise and every fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmth in the sun has brought the city to its feet&lt;br /&gt;a pulse and a heartbeat to the sidewalks and the street&lt;br /&gt;and everything is posed within the frames of my window&lt;br /&gt;and how it hangs on the wall&lt;br /&gt;hangs for us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun has set no one sees the scars&lt;br /&gt;Our eyes are gazing out connecting every blinking star&lt;br /&gt;lovers return home&lt;br /&gt;the lonesome left alone&lt;br /&gt;and those in between&lt;br /&gt;are wandering&lt;br /&gt;aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts take center stage there's nowhere else they can go&lt;br /&gt;These hours can be a blessing or a curse&lt;br /&gt;It's when all the lines start crossing&lt;br /&gt;and all the lights get brighter&lt;br /&gt;For good or bad&lt;br /&gt;the curtains close&lt;br /&gt;If day is a painting - Nighttime is the artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114160326558143471?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114160326558143471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114160326558143471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114160326558143471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114160326558143471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/nighttime-is-artist.html' title='Nighttime is The Artist'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114157858311553380</id><published>2006-03-05T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T10:09:43.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>When marc posted the video for the short story smile, it reminded me of one of my favorite animations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also called smile - and, yes, it is disturbing also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/6966135/"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/view/6966135/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114157858311553380?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114157858311553380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114157858311553380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114157858311553380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114157858311553380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114109396678266872</id><published>2006-02-27T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:32:46.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the little things</title><content type='html'>like what happened to my milk carton when I tried to open it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/Milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/Milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-------do you see this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-------SEE IT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could I mess up that so badly? there's no way, it was the milk cartons fault. I think the glue they used was too strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114109396678266872?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114109396678266872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114109396678266872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114109396678266872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114109396678266872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-little-things.html' title='it&apos;s the little things'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-114088660400397621</id><published>2006-02-25T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T09:56:44.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new</title><content type='html'>something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HAH A HA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-114088660400397621?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114088660400397621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=114088660400397621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114088660400397621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/114088660400397621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/something-new.html' title='Something new'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113996623762621820</id><published>2006-02-14T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T18:17:17.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my v-day tradition</title><content type='html'>well...this special time of the year has come around again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is just so full of love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since that valentines day is grade 6 when I brought my cardboard heart home empty, I have celebrated my v-day a little differently than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start the day off with a stiff drink. (when I was younger it would be homogenized milk)&lt;br /&gt;throughout the day I try to ruin the occasion for as many happy couples as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe write a love letter to some girl and put it in her purse, hoping that her boyfriend will find it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end the day by killing a rabbit and drinking its blood from the hallowed out skull of last years rabbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...it's a pretty humble little celebration, but it's something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113996623762621820?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113996623762621820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113996623762621820' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113996623762621820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113996623762621820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-v-day-tradition.html' title='my v-day tradition'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113968910781861714</id><published>2006-02-11T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T13:39:51.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I was thinking the thing the world of music really needs is another song of lost love. There's really not a lot of them is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more beer before I go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more, a drunk never dreams&lt;br /&gt;there's a writing on the wall&lt;br /&gt;I wrote it there last night&lt;br /&gt;It says, "Why did I ever let you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I had my reasons&lt;br /&gt;but I can't recall them now&lt;br /&gt;and the pictures that kept me smiling&lt;br /&gt;are now filling me with doubt&lt;br /&gt;By the time the sun has risen&lt;br /&gt;I'm goddam tired of asking&lt;br /&gt;"why did I ever let you go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should try to leave these thoughts alone&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't shake this cold and lonely feeling&lt;br /&gt;Morning is calling but I won't answer her now&lt;br /&gt;There are birds outside my window singing some sad old country song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this time was different&lt;br /&gt;I thought this time I'd follow through&lt;br /&gt;But I know this time was different&lt;br /&gt;that's why I didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;and I know I had my reasons&lt;br /&gt;but I can't recall them now&lt;br /&gt;"why did I ever let you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113968910781861714?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113968910781861714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113968910781861714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113968910781861714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113968910781861714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113910088815639261</id><published>2006-02-04T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T17:54:48.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Goals #3</title><content type='html'>I want to say goodbye to somebody, and as I'm walking off into the sunset I want to stop several times, slowly turn my head, and look back at them with a blank, slightly contented look on my face, as if to say...'my time here is done, I hope your days are as sweet as they are numerous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/goodbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113910088815639261?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113910088815639261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113910088815639261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113910088815639261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113910088815639261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/future-goals-3.html' title='Future Goals #3'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113850414366632402</id><published>2006-01-28T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T20:09:03.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future goals #2</title><content type='html'>I want to say "it's not you, it's me" to someone at some point in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/notyou.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/notyou.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113850414366632402?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113850414366632402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113850414366632402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113850414366632402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113850414366632402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/future-goals-2.html' title='Future goals #2'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113787473075033187</id><published>2006-01-21T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T13:18:50.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Glass</title><content type='html'>Empty glass on the table&lt;br /&gt;You're unable&lt;br /&gt;To remember what you drank&lt;br /&gt;before the phone rang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that matters&lt;br /&gt;in the pig picture&lt;br /&gt;is how many pills&lt;br /&gt;were in the mixture&lt;br /&gt;and will this be your last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who was on the other line&lt;br /&gt;When you hit the floor?&lt;br /&gt;Twitched and foamed&lt;br /&gt;and screamed for help&lt;br /&gt;then spoke no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a light in the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;So you walked towards it&lt;br /&gt;then started running&lt;br /&gt;you had to see it&lt;br /&gt;you had to hold it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange faces began to loom&lt;br /&gt;when the light you found&lt;br /&gt;was a hospital room&lt;br /&gt;Then you saw your family&lt;br /&gt;they were rejoicing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it made you think&lt;br /&gt;what would have happened&lt;br /&gt;if you turned your back&lt;br /&gt;on the light&lt;br /&gt;would there be another?&lt;br /&gt;or would there be nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who's to say?&lt;br /&gt;who really cares?&lt;br /&gt;when all you have is found right here&lt;br /&gt;why would you search for lights or tunnels or nothing at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113787473075033187?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113787473075033187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113787473075033187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113787473075033187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113787473075033187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/empty-glass.html' title='Empty Glass'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113782086692289841</id><published>2006-01-20T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T22:21:06.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voting</title><content type='html'>So, come Monday, who di you think you'll vote for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally I'm sick of Paul Martin. I don't trust him and I think he's just desperate.&lt;br /&gt;The Liberal agenda looks good on paper but rarely reeps any benefits.&lt;br /&gt;As for Harper and the conservatives...that's the death of Canada right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for better or for worse, I'm voting NDP.&lt;br /&gt;It may be a vote lost...but I won't support any of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that every year creates more people like me; those who are disgusted by both major parties and decide to vote for the underdog.&lt;br /&gt;I predict that within 50 years the NDP will be rotating between the opposition and elected parties&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113782086692289841?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113782086692289841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113782086692289841' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113782086692289841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113782086692289841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/voting.html' title='Voting'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113768225960348880</id><published>2006-01-19T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T07:52:30.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long term goals</title><content type='html'>my long term goal is to one day spit at somebody's feet in disgust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a crude representation of the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/disgust.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/disgust.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113768225960348880?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113768225960348880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113768225960348880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113768225960348880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113768225960348880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-term-goals.html' title='Long term goals'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113746032770478252</id><published>2006-01-16T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:12:07.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAVE ME ALONE!!</title><content type='html'>LEAVE ME ALONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;STOP TOUCHING ME YOU FAT FILTHY CAPITALIST BASTARDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it if it's generalizing...but lately, I just hate all old white men in suits carrying breifcases.&lt;br /&gt;even more than them...the young ones!!! with their fucking slicked back hair and shades and smirk that says "I snorted coke out of the small of a hookers back last night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them all bathe in their stolen money&lt;br /&gt;Let them eat their cake&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully someday they'll choke on it&lt;br /&gt;Or, I'll put a bone in there myself.&lt;br /&gt;THE BONE OF PROLETARIAT UNREST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that may be construed as dirty...A FIGURATIVE BONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm more mad at the parasitic social heirarchy imposed upon us, or my foolishness in falling for EVERY LAST ONE of their traps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped inside, guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;trapped inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113746032770478252?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113746032770478252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113746032770478252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113746032770478252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113746032770478252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/leave-me-alone.html' title='LEAVE ME ALONE!!'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113690734809258569</id><published>2006-01-10T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T08:37:45.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>roast chicken chips fiasco</title><content type='html'>So I caved and bought a bag of roast chicken chips last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man can't live on nutritional food alone, afterall&lt;br /&gt;Not that I think chunky soup is terribly nutritional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, I opened the bag and started eating.&lt;br /&gt;that sweet sweet flavor went right to my head. It's like a good wine, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;all those little particals of real roast chicken.&lt;br /&gt;did you know they actually roast a whole chicken than shave it with a cheese grater over an open bag of chips? It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, I was minding my own business when I see something in there that isn't a potato chip. You know what it was? You'll never guess.&lt;br /&gt;No...not a human finger...but good guess, guys....good guess.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those tin foil sheets that comes in cigarette packages. The one where the tin foil can be seperated from the thin white sheet.&lt;br /&gt;There was a crumpled up one of those in my bag of roast chicken chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make this shit up...it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no sense in letting all that real roast chicken go to waste&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113690734809258569?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113690734809258569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113690734809258569' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113690734809258569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113690734809258569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/roast-chicken-chips-fiasco.html' title='roast chicken chips fiasco'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113677939293649322</id><published>2006-01-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:03:13.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>top 20 of 2005</title><content type='html'>here we go...true sign of a man with too much time on his hands.&lt;br /&gt;I've already done a top 10...but that was two months ago. it was premature and not fully thought out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is objective and totally factual&lt;br /&gt;(I've not included EP's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Vitalic - OK Cowboy&lt;br /&gt;19. Caribou - The Milk Of Human Kindness&lt;br /&gt;18. Fembots - The City&lt;br /&gt;17. Boards of Canada - The Campfire Headphase&lt;br /&gt;16. Ryan Adams - Jacksonville City Nights&lt;br /&gt;15. Andrew Bird - and the mysterious production of eggs&lt;br /&gt;14. Antony and the Johnsons - I am a Bird Now&lt;br /&gt;13. Hold Steady - Seperation Sunday&lt;br /&gt;12. M83 - Before the Dawn Heals Us&lt;br /&gt;11. The Silver Jews - Tanglewood Numbers&lt;br /&gt;10. Josh Rouse- Nashville&lt;br /&gt;9. Jamie Lidell - Multiply&lt;br /&gt;8. John Vanderslice - Pixel Revolt&lt;br /&gt;7. Lucksmiths - Warmer Corners&lt;br /&gt;6. Clientele - Strange Geometry&lt;br /&gt;5. Constantines - Tournament of Hearts&lt;br /&gt;5. M. Ward - Transistor Radio&lt;br /&gt;4. Decemberists - Picaresque&lt;br /&gt;3. Bright Eyes - I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning&lt;br /&gt;2. My Morning Jacket - Z&lt;br /&gt;1. Wolf Parade - Apologies to the Queen Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other albums I enjoyed and/or need to listen to more beofre I include them in a list(including EP's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beck - Guero&lt;br /&gt;Laura Cantrell - Hummed By the Flowered Vine&lt;br /&gt;Iron and Wine/Calexico - In The Reins (EP)&lt;br /&gt;Iron and Wine - Woman King(EP)&lt;br /&gt;Jens Lekman - Oh You're So Silent Jens&lt;br /&gt;Grandaddy - Excerpts from the Diary of Toddzilla&lt;br /&gt;Wooden Wand and the Vanishing Voice - Harem of the Sundrum &amp; the Witness Figg&lt;br /&gt;Sleater-Kinney - The Woods&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Bats - Spelled in Bones&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie "prince" Billy/Matthew Sweeney - Superwolf&lt;br /&gt;Sufjan Stevens - Illinois&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113677939293649322?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113677939293649322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113677939293649322' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113677939293649322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113677939293649322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/top-20-of-2005.html' title='top 20 of 2005'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113677337631911928</id><published>2006-01-08T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:22:56.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rareads.com/scans1/30678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.rareads.com/scans1/30678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can think of not one bad thing to say about him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113677337631911928?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113677337631911928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113677337631911928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113677337631911928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113677337631911928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/celebrity-of-day.html' title='Celebrity of the day'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113669314050773545</id><published>2006-01-07T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:05:40.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>PS: mike, I drank that peach shit in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, dude&lt;br /&gt;I'll buy whoever bought that peach shit some more peach shit whenever they want it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113669314050773545?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113669314050773545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113669314050773545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113669314050773545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113669314050773545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113669288671202668</id><published>2006-01-07T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:01:26.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate titles</title><content type='html'>It's amusing what you see from your balcony on a saturday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy&lt;br /&gt;he was running&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the other side of the street, going the opposite way, were two guys walking&lt;br /&gt;I guess the running man got self-conscious and slowed down to a walk&lt;br /&gt;as if to say, "I'm cool, nothing to see here"&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, "when those guys get pass by he'll start running again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURE ENOUGH, he did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAOROTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eugh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113669288671202668?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113617107617896620</id><published>2006-01-01T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:04:36.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years...over</title><content type='html'>See-ya 2005! And good riddance to bad rubbish, I say.&lt;br /&gt;so now that he's gone I can finally say this. he sucked!&lt;br /&gt;Man, that year really had some issues.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;worst year EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've got a feeling about this new year...this... "2006"&lt;br /&gt;This is the "do or die" year&lt;br /&gt;the "make or break" year&lt;br /&gt;It's "go big or go home"&lt;br /&gt;"grow balls or die alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pivotal year; I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;2005 set it up; brought things to such a point of desperation and depravity that 2006 can either be the year I figure out how to get out of this mess, or the first year I live on the streets; there are no other options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;365 days into the future, I'll be back here (in some form)&lt;br /&gt;what will I say.&lt;br /&gt;will it be the same it's been every year.&lt;br /&gt;You say, "I'll make things work this year", but you never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we say this kind of shit every year, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;maybe we have to stop thinking of a year as a period of time during which we can get a lot done.&lt;br /&gt;years fly by!&lt;br /&gt;they're short.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps NOT a lot can happen in a year.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps life is generally static.&lt;br /&gt;change and improvements are exceptions to the rule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113617107617896620?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113617107617896620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113617107617896620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113617107617896620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113617107617896620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-yearsover.html' title='New Years...over'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113572973649079558</id><published>2005-12-27T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T17:28:56.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas...done</title><content type='html'>thank the lord for bestowing 'travelling mercies' upon me and getting me the hell out of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family is great and all...but, really, is anything worth 4 days in Fort Mac?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...I just don't know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113572973649079558?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113488421115333163</id><published>2005-12-17T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T22:36:51.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gettin' this out of the way</title><content type='html'>I've had this song finished for quite some time, but I never recorded it...it's almost 7 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I did a rush job on it cos I wanna get started on re-recording some of the other ones and take a break from writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Made a Deal With Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a deal with Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I want my life back"&lt;br /&gt;he said, "you name the price"&lt;br /&gt;As I was leaving he broke down and cried&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I always loved you, but you never tried"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say those hands weave a mystery&lt;br /&gt;and in the end it will be clear to see&lt;br /&gt;They're plucking answers from the answer tree&lt;br /&gt;While their children sweat with a fistful of seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading hope for insecurities&lt;br /&gt;Praying daily for some mercy&lt;br /&gt;Can't they see the sky is torn apart?&lt;br /&gt;Can't they tell the ocean is drying up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way the bows are bending&lt;br /&gt;I love the music in the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this thought with me forever&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish you were still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's missing from the big picture&lt;br /&gt;But excuses never seemed so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Put down your guns, I want a minute of your time&lt;br /&gt;Then you can finish with your genocide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you dream of when you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;What voices come to you at night?&lt;br /&gt;You and me, we are alike&lt;br /&gt;Long forgotten while we fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a deal with Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I want my life back"&lt;br /&gt;he said, "you name the price"&lt;br /&gt;As I was leaving he broke down in tears&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I will remember you like the passing of the years"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113488421115333163?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113488421115333163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113488421115333163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the goods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Got back from Jasper yesterday where I was for the company christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, and frustrating on some levels.&lt;br /&gt;but mostly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little story I'll share with you concerns me and a herd of nefarious elk. (I just wanted to say 'nefarious'. That word sure does it for me. Like Emporium. sexy words)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm walking back to my cabin on saturday night after all the "hoop-la" and festivities.&lt;br /&gt;Typically, I get lost and wander around for 2 hours. During this time I come upon said elk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decide to stand with them for a while (1/2 hour) and let nature calm my frustrated bones.&lt;br /&gt;After some time passed I thought I'd try and get closer.&lt;br /&gt;There were about 15 of them and most were female.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the big ol' stag didn't take too kindly to me approaching and he come towards me.&lt;br /&gt;it's at this point that I think it might be better to back up and get the hell out of dodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the guy in one of those newspaper stories that majik sznack posts on his blog. You know...the guy that dies from something stupid, and people who read it laugh at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want people to laugh at my death, is what I'm trying to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113439632758417207?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113439632758417207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113439632758417207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113439632758417207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113439632758417207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/got-elk.html' title='Got Elk?'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113364638387367528</id><published>2005-12-03T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T14:46:24.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>parking 101</title><content type='html'>this must be the worst parking job I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;he/she just drove in face first and got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go down there and stand by that car until the guilty party comes and then here's what I'm gonna do&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna punch them right on the top of the head and then I'm gonna call them names&lt;br /&gt;And when they're crying from emotional and physical pain I'm going to tell them that nobody loves them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/assparking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/assparking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113364638387367528?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113364638387367528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113364638387367528' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113364638387367528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113364638387367528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/parking-101.html' title='parking 101'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113364030339722010</id><published>2005-12-03T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T13:05:04.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>newness</title><content type='html'>I bought a new guitar&lt;br /&gt;I thought of names...like Winnifred&lt;br /&gt;normal-y-ish names&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'll go with a generic name like CRUSHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually...maybe something like "the duke" or "major"&lt;br /&gt;maybe "Duke Crusher"&lt;br /&gt;maybe not crusher though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that I think about it. Perhaps I should name it after a historical figure.&lt;br /&gt;maybe Karl Marx&lt;br /&gt;if I went with a female....I dunno...Anne Boleyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113364030339722010?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113364030339722010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113364030339722010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113364030339722010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113364030339722010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/newness.html' title='newness'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113323920274073869</id><published>2005-11-28T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:40:03.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't bite!!</title><content type='html'>I swear I don't bite!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do, though...I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I could eat you alive for all I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; don't think I'd do that.&lt;br /&gt;but who knows?&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm telling you with 90% certainty that I won't bite you 8 times out of ten with a standard deviation of 1.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're all saying,&lt;br /&gt;"what the h-e-double hockey sticks are you talking about, major major?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'l lleave you with these two words:&lt;br /&gt;indentured servants&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113323920274073869?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113323920274073869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113323920274073869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113323920274073869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113323920274073869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-wont-bite.html' title='I won&apos;t bite!!'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113289595849293217</id><published>2005-11-24T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:21:21.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's that time again!</title><content type='html'>that's right. kids&lt;br /&gt;that time when major major cuts himself and bleeds all over his blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hymn#24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the street you're walking on&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the highway when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;because this blood is boiling, like there's something wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the sky you stare into&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the train you listen to&lt;br /&gt;because these hands are shaking, and that's nothing new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath is lost somewhere in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Where poets weep&lt;br /&gt;and fools drink themselves to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the song you're dancing with&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the suitcase that you lift&lt;br /&gt;because these eyes are closing on their last shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the raindrops on your face&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the door when you leave this place&lt;br /&gt;because I am tired and cannot keep up this chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113289595849293217?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113289595849293217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113289595849293217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113289595849293217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113289595849293217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-that-time-again.html' title='it&apos;s that time again!'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113251262502466573</id><published>2005-11-20T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T11:50:27.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generic Post</title><content type='html'>just gonna list out some of my favorite albums from this year. This will be the first rough installment (done out of boredom). STAY TUNED FOR A COMPLETELY OVER-WROUGHT AND METICULOUSLY PREPARED TOP 20!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Fembots - The City&lt;br /&gt;It continues to grow on me. A pretty dark brand of alt-country.&lt;br /&gt;Something about how he sings "So long this life is" will make you shiver.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite tracks:  So Long, Up From the Ditches, My Life in the Funeral Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hold Steady - Seperation Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Would it be bad to say that these songs could fit into the soundtrack for That 70's Show.&lt;br /&gt;That's the only way I can describe it. It's really great rock and roll, guys.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite tracks: Cattle and the Creeping Things, Your Little Hoodrat Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Lucksmiths - Warmer Corners&lt;br /&gt;stubborn optimism, cheerful pessimism, poppy confident arrangements...they live up to their names sake.&lt;br /&gt;Fav tracks: Great Lengths, Sunlight in a Jar, If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Andrew Bird - Andrew Bird and the Mysterious Eggs of Production&lt;br /&gt;He'll tell you that you are just what happens when two substances collide...but he'll wink at you when he says it.&lt;br /&gt;Fav songs: Nervous Tic of Motion Of the Head to the Left, Savoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Constantines - Tournament of Hearts&lt;br /&gt;How many rock bands do you know that can hold one chord for a whole song and somehow wrestle a verse and chorus out of it? This is a clever album. I think in ten years The Constantines will be as much Canadiana as Blue Rodeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Decemberists - Picaresque&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a delicious treat for you linguists, I'm sure. Meloy churns out 5 dollar words like my mom churns out tea-buns. To a backdrop of Early-modern charicatures and chamber pop arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite tracks: We Both Go Down Together, The Engine Driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. M. Ward - Transistor Radio&lt;br /&gt;The "warmest" album of this year, without a doubt. He could have released this in 1940 and nobody would be phased.&lt;br /&gt;Fav tracks: One Life Away, Sweethearts on Parade, Paul's Song, Radio Campaign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bright Eyes - I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning&lt;br /&gt;Conor is one of those artists that I hope to follow for another 10 years at least. The improvements that he makes with each album is nothing to ignore. Every line is poignant and clever. "We must talk in every telephone, get eaten off the web. We must rip out all the epilogues in the books that we have read. and in the face of every criminal strapped firmly to a chair; we must stare, we must stare, we must stare"&lt;br /&gt;listen to: At the Bottom of Everything, Landlocked Blues, Road to joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wolf Parade - Apologies to the Queen Mary&lt;br /&gt;They got tangled up in the cogs of the 'hype machine' long before the record was even released. Adn whereas bands like Clap Your Hands, Say Yeah seem to have gotten lost in it, the Wolf Parade sound like they could stick around. Queen Mary is cold and empty and desperate. So...if that's your thing, pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;Standouts:&lt;br /&gt;You are a Runner, and I am my Fathers Son&lt;br /&gt;Modern World&lt;br /&gt;Same Ghost Every Night&lt;br /&gt;I'll Believe in Anything&lt;br /&gt;This Hearts on Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Morning Jacket - Z&lt;br /&gt;This came out of nowhere for me. I was expecting them to release a good album, but nothing like this. Z feels big and important; cocky and smart. From the very first song to the last.&lt;br /&gt;Check out: Wordless Chorus, Off the Record, Into the Woods, Knot Comes Loose, Dondante&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113251262502466573?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113251262502466573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113251262502466573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113251262502466573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113251262502466573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/generic-post.html' title='Generic Post'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113190194321973178</id><published>2005-11-13T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T10:12:23.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Music From an Unexpected Place</title><content type='html'>this 2 minute ditty just kinda fell into my lap yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I can still write songs over 5 minutes...you'll see...oh, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they sparkle like a well at nighttime&lt;br /&gt;when the moon is rising full and bright&lt;br /&gt;Hear that laugh&lt;br /&gt;like water rushing through a shallow bed&lt;br /&gt;like music from an unexpected place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is what life's about&lt;br /&gt;but too often it just feels like&lt;br /&gt;window shopping when you're down and out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say I must look up,&lt;br /&gt;you can say we're all in touch&lt;br /&gt;You can be the friend who just means well&lt;br /&gt;yeah, It's true I'm usually wrong&lt;br /&gt;but maybe just this once&lt;br /&gt;I could be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love wishing on those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and I love swimming in that laugh,&lt;br /&gt;it's just the best way I can think to pass the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's beautiful to talk to you,&lt;br /&gt;but it's beautiful to just lay low&lt;br /&gt;and listen to the day pass you by&lt;br /&gt;and it's beautiful to watch you move,&lt;br /&gt;even if I'm far removed&lt;br /&gt;like music from an unexpected place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/view/01/default.cfm?bandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113190194321973178?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113190194321973178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113190194321973178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113190194321973178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113190194321973178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/like-music-from-unexpected-place.html' title='Like Music From an Unexpected Place'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113180484952401173</id><published>2005-11-12T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T07:14:09.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time for Major Major's Picture of the Day, guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.barrymanilow.nl/BarryVegas_Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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Damnit, what the bloody HELL was I up to last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Don't Have to Shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay by my side, I think I may be lost&lt;br /&gt;I need your smile right now, it's all that I have here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a line, and you don't have to shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're eyes, they stare at me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what they see&lt;br /&gt;But I'll try to forget&lt;br /&gt;If you don't turn your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a line, and you don't have to shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay here with me, I think I may be lost&lt;br /&gt;and I need your voice right now, to make me feel at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a line, and you don't have to shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-sunday-chronicles.html' title='More sunday chronicles'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-113001339247430463</id><published>2005-10-22T14:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T14:41:05.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Nature dropped the ball</title><content type='html'>I got to thinking today.&lt;br /&gt;there are lots of interesting creatures on planet earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, strangely, there's a gap where poisonous bears should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really needs to be a bear that secretes a poison from his teeth and fangs so potent it could kill a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/poisonbear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/poisonbear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-113001339247430463?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113001339247430463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=113001339247430463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/113001339247430463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to get groceries today though...if pizza, bread, and sandwich meats can be cponsidered groceries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Sundial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sundial sitting on this floor&lt;br /&gt;My shadow circles, begging me for more&lt;br /&gt;Is this what time has become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0000000000000000000000000000000000000h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside whispers, a calling on the breeze&lt;br /&gt;But inside shows me more tricks up his sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Six more hours of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentles reminder&lt;br /&gt;as vision starts to blur&lt;br /&gt;Fighting sleep now&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts begin to slur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sundial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112951159855026002?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112951159855026002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112951159855026002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112951159855026002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112951159855026002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/newshit11.html' title='newshit#11'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112948940904031529</id><published>2005-10-16T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T13:03:29.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>newshit#10</title><content type='html'>had a little fun with this one&lt;br /&gt;I guess the subject material is similar to the last song&lt;br /&gt;seems to be the theme lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you walk away from what you have become?&lt;br /&gt;These chains have grown on me like vines&lt;br /&gt;How do you change the morning tide?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody draws me lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy when you're right&lt;br /&gt;And it's easy to lose sight&lt;br /&gt;When darkness falls it's time to find a light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall asleep or you'll drift too far&lt;br /&gt;These waves have beat on me for years&lt;br /&gt;How do you start on a new page?&lt;br /&gt;All these old ones feed my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I will burn them all&lt;br /&gt;and as the ashes fall&lt;br /&gt;I will turn my back&lt;br /&gt;and walk away from it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112948940904031529?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112948940904031529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112948940904031529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112948940904031529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112948940904031529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/newshit10.html' title='newshit#10'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112948728580877989</id><published>2005-10-16T09:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T12:37:39.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new shit#9</title><content type='html'>I've had 3 half finished songs sitting around for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;it's difficult when you have more than one cos it's hard to focus.&lt;br /&gt;keep getting distracted by the other ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I definitely ripped this melody off. At least the chorus one.&lt;br /&gt;I'd still label this one as quite unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mp3's don't seem to work anymore, so stream it&lt;br /&gt;or whatever...if you want to hear it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been turning rocks&lt;br /&gt;Been beating trails&lt;br /&gt;Building home with coffin nails&lt;br /&gt;Chasing ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Through waking hours&lt;br /&gt;With empty hands, in empty towers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never asked for much&lt;br /&gt;Now all I hear is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can see, but you can't touch&lt;br /&gt;You're still young, there is no rush&lt;br /&gt;But remember, you could die before you wake&lt;br /&gt;So never morn the lack&lt;br /&gt;and never turn your back&lt;br /&gt;or you'll get lost"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;But I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;For the first time&lt;br /&gt;Since I took that dive&lt;br /&gt;When you let go&lt;br /&gt;and you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;You will look down&lt;br /&gt;to see you have flown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must never ask for much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is young, no one is old&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late to turn around&lt;br /&gt;It's never too soon to leave town&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112948728580877989?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112948728580877989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112948728580877989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112948728580877989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112948728580877989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-shit9.html' title='new shit#9'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112920895749889335</id><published>2005-10-13T06:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T07:09:17.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>this is just because I haven't posted here in quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick but I can't take a day off&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;"my mind is full of radio cures"*&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking...everyday...24 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;man, I would kill to be able to stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the Cons last night&lt;br /&gt;it was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Jeff Tweedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peepandthebigwideworld.com/activities/images/watchbabyanimals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.peepandthebigwideworld.com/activities/images/watchbabyanimals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112920895749889335?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112920895749889335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112920895749889335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112920895749889335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112920895749889335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112767811691249730</id><published>2005-09-25T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T13:57:35.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>newshit#8</title><content type='html'>Just experimentation&lt;br /&gt;doubt I'll ever play it live or whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;content=music"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/pro/default.cfm?BandID=190327&amp;amp;content=music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up&lt;br /&gt;Sat up&lt;br /&gt;Put my clothes on&lt;br /&gt;Got in my car&lt;br /&gt;and drove&lt;br /&gt;Missed the turnoff&lt;br /&gt;the one that leads me to work&lt;br /&gt;Drove to the airport&lt;br /&gt;Got a passport&lt;br /&gt;went to Europe&lt;br /&gt;And started over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed&lt;br /&gt;The romance died&lt;br /&gt;I realized&lt;br /&gt;This is the same thing that I left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wake up&lt;br /&gt;and sit up&lt;br /&gt;Put my clothes on&lt;br /&gt;Get in my car&lt;br /&gt;and drive&lt;br /&gt;and I take that turnoff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112767811691249730?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112767811691249730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112767811691249730' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112767811691249730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112767811691249730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/newshit8.html' title='newshit#8'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112708062131468512</id><published>2005-09-18T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T16:01:38.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>newshit#7</title><content type='html'>big rush job on this one. I find I'm getting less and less patience to spend a lot of time recording. Which is probably good for a change, just to have vocals and guitar.&lt;br /&gt;A more optimistic way of handling my problem with melloncholy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Can Deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushing blood, a river in my veins&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me dizzy&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, 'I can deal'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foolish words made a man out of me&lt;br /&gt;Lost amongst such beautiful smiles&lt;br /&gt;I thought, 'I can deal'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddness rests on an autumn leaf&lt;br /&gt;The wind is coming to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;I think I can deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me warmth and I just might stay&lt;br /&gt;Give me ice and I'll find a way&lt;br /&gt;Cos there's always a way&lt;br /&gt;There must be a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have mercy, I'm no catch&lt;br /&gt;But for an hour I felt alright&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I can deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishful thinking will always bring you down&lt;br /&gt;But the high is worth the low&lt;br /&gt;If you can deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it ends and it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;and I'm back in my room with a guitar and a gun&lt;br /&gt;I'll write another song&lt;br /&gt;Until it all comes back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2881291&amp;ref=2"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2881291&amp;amp;ref=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112708062131468512?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112708062131468512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112708062131468512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112708062131468512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112708062131468512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/newshit7.html' title='newshit#7'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112706483427162260</id><published>2005-09-18T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T11:33:54.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>filler</title><content type='html'>I just want to get that last post off the top. I'm getting sick of seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all right (alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been worse&lt;br /&gt;HOW ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this have to all about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ filler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112706483427162260?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112706483427162260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112706483427162260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112706483427162260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112706483427162260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/filler.html' title='filler'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112648799960254762</id><published>2005-09-11T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:19:59.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wait for it...wait for it....</title><content type='html'>Let's see this through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there could be something new in this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as happy as previous times&lt;br /&gt;not as giddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means I've learned&lt;br /&gt;self defense&lt;br /&gt;shells&lt;br /&gt;that's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complacent&lt;br /&gt;In a good way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;content, perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, if this is it, I can deal with it&lt;br /&gt;not so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the sea swallowing the moon whole&lt;br /&gt;There's still a white light on the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna wait for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflect on all I've just said&lt;br /&gt;wow...I'm emo.&lt;br /&gt;I can embrace that. It's better than embracing something I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture myself.&lt;br /&gt;dyed hair ( jet black)&lt;br /&gt;little side bag&lt;br /&gt;flare&lt;br /&gt;coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...that's good&lt;br /&gt;How do they go through life so fake&lt;br /&gt;stumbling around with a characiture wrapped around them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hiding.&lt;br /&gt;but I guess we all do it to an extent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep underneath the weeping willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I like this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112648799960254762?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112648799960254762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112648799960254762' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112648799960254762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112648799960254762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/wait-for-itwait-for-it.html' title='wait for it...wait for it....'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112607110453221824</id><published>2005-09-06T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:39:12.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shit#6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2839916&amp;ref=2"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2839916&amp;amp;ref=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystic and Me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me where I could get it&lt;br /&gt;and how to get there&lt;br /&gt;You said I am the dirt and I am the square&lt;br /&gt;of a town full of people who worship the ground&lt;br /&gt;and I'll wish I was gone, and I'll wish I was gone&lt;br /&gt;When it all comes around, when it all comes around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's truth if I live it&lt;br /&gt;But it's lies if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You count me among all the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;you say there's no truth, except when you lie&lt;br /&gt;how can you speak like it all comes to shit&lt;br /&gt;when there's a light in your eye&lt;br /&gt;like the one I left on in my house last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's lies if you just throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is your life, you say&lt;br /&gt;this is the life&lt;br /&gt;And it's all coming down on us&lt;br /&gt;it's all coming down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I wish I could have faith in nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;or I wish I could have faith in God up above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;and I feel like I'm rising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* not sure of this title. But I like that it's less mellodramatic and most of my other song-titles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112607110453221824?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112607110453221824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112607110453221824' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112607110453221824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112607110453221824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-shit6.html' title='New Shit#6'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112601348470541695</id><published>2005-09-06T07:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T07:31:24.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>newshit#5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2836824&amp;ref=2"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2836824&amp;amp;ref=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been kicking around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;as much a love song as I have.&lt;br /&gt;Don't like the lyrics so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the city streets we held a tune&lt;br /&gt;Mingled laughter with the passing cars&lt;br /&gt;Under wishing stars I thanked each and every one&lt;br /&gt;For the beauty beside me arm in arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a happy pair&lt;br /&gt;We had two lives to share&lt;br /&gt;We had eternity&lt;br /&gt;The time you spent with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under golden skies you smiled for me&lt;br /&gt;Forever changed the way that I would see&lt;br /&gt;Broke the ice away and made me sing&lt;br /&gt;For the beauty beside me arm in arm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112601348470541695?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112601348470541695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112601348470541695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112601348470541695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112601348470541695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/newshit5.html' title='newshit#5'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112594232634092191</id><published>2005-09-05T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:45:26.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new shit#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2833160&amp;ref=2"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2833160&amp;amp;ref=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I Laugh Into a Joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody think's It's funny&lt;br /&gt;When I laugh into a joke&lt;br /&gt;Fallen angels pray for me&lt;br /&gt;Then fallen angels choke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon is rising too fast&lt;br /&gt;And the sun is much too slow&lt;br /&gt;If morning is the steeple&lt;br /&gt;Then evening's in the know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The windows are boarded over&lt;br /&gt;and I can't see a thing&lt;br /&gt;but the sign still says open&lt;br /&gt;like the box you're always in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air&lt;br /&gt;But all I smell is smoke&lt;br /&gt;You smile like a prostitute&lt;br /&gt;When I laugh into a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airplanes are my demons&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing they don't get&lt;br /&gt;If death is the purpose&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm not dead yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me under&lt;br /&gt;There's a tear in my eye&lt;br /&gt;What good is the morning&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know how to die?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112594232634092191?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112594232634092191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112594232634092191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112594232634092191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112594232634092191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-shit4.html' title='new shit#4'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112593418825291572</id><published>2005-09-05T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T09:29:48.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"a case of malaise floating around"</title><content type='html'>A friend said this on another BLOG and it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not limited to our circle of friends. The whole city feels different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sunny on this Labour Day but I don't think anyone is very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a girl crying in the car in front of me earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's something in the water. But I've had Malaise since I graduated from Elementary School, so maybe it's not in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I've graduated from Malaise, because I'm passionate about my feelings once more. I think I'm almost in a place where I will fight with anyone to defend the sanctity of sadness&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong...I don't think it's permenant.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one life-altering event will break it all away&lt;br /&gt;clean out the grime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all I need is to walk more&lt;br /&gt;maybe all I need is to make more money&lt;br /&gt;eat more eggs&lt;br /&gt;rediscover the Lord&lt;br /&gt;drink less (more?)&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of the internet&lt;br /&gt;Play more music&lt;br /&gt;give up music&lt;br /&gt;grow some balls&lt;br /&gt;Go eunuch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, friends. Lets do something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112593418825291572?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112593418825291572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112593418825291572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112593418825291572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112593418825291572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/case-of-malaise-floating-around.html' title='&quot;a case of malaise floating around&quot;'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112588113015502056</id><published>2005-09-04T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T18:48:19.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new shit#3</title><content type='html'>I drove home this morning and told myself to write a new song now or give up guitar forever. It's ultimatum season.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's where this little guy came from. I wrote the music, lyrics, and recorded it all in a couple hours. So all I'm saying is not to expect too much "tightness"-wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle Pieces Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You followed them into another trap&lt;br /&gt;And now there's no escape&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when you leave your car at home&lt;br /&gt;Because you're afraid to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle pieces fall&lt;br /&gt;But you're drunk against the wall&lt;br /&gt;And you lost another night&lt;br /&gt;But you say it felt so ight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's comes the infantry to say there are no walls&lt;br /&gt;and you are free to leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see that is the problem with the infantry,&lt;br /&gt;they take their walls with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mp3 - &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2830565&amp;ref=2"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2830565&amp;amp;ref=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112588113015502056?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112588113015502056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112588113015502056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112588113015502056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112588113015502056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-shit3.html' title='new shit#3'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112528911528777275</id><published>2005-08-28T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T07:07:42.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perpetual night</title><content type='html'>blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here I am with Rickards, alone on a Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I chose Rickards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 10:10pm as I write this.&lt;br /&gt;In just 9 hours I will awake into a new week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all things made new, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 9 hours I will get up, curse the alarm clock and the faceless man that started it all, and proceed to get ready to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;People have asked me before.&lt;br /&gt;I just say shipper&lt;br /&gt;I "ship things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clients call me and order bottles to take samples in. Then they send the bottles back to us for ANALYSIS&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks in half everytime the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. This is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://schoolof.info/infoblog/wp-content/raisin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://schoolof.info/infoblog/wp-content/raisin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.80scartoons.co.uk/smurfs6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112528911528777275?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112528911528777275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112528911528777275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112528911528777275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112528911528777275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/perpetual-night.html' title='Perpetual night'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112528825211160674</id><published>2005-08-28T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T22:04:12.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful what you say, Leonard is watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/PICT0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/PICT0542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112528825211160674?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112528825211160674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112528825211160674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112528825211160674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112528825211160674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/be-careful-what-you-say-leonard-is.html' title='Be careful what you say, Leonard is watching'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112458317512259513</id><published>2005-08-20T18:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T18:12:55.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I just got two words for you</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what to post anymore. What am I gonna do? tell you about my "day"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days are an asshole. Like that best friend you grew up with and got tired of but you still got to invite him over to hang out because...well...you grew up together, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and allegory haven't been getting along lately. Every since I told him he's like that stray cat that DOES NOT leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two words, right?&lt;br /&gt;I got your two words right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brentwoodmagazine.com/may-june-2000/smits/28370-JIM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.brentwoodmagazine.com/may-june-2000/smits/28370-JIM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112458317512259513?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112458317512259513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112458317512259513' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112458317512259513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112458317512259513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-just-got-two-words-for-you.html' title='I just got two words for you'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112407661156677098</id><published>2005-08-14T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T21:30:11.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That bell thing in my throat is an asshole</title><content type='html'>so yeah, I wake up this morning and this...thins....THING.,..this hideous bell shaped thing in my throat is acting oddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe swollen or something. I can feel it sometimes with my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gross, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could probably eat it if I wanted too...!! HAHA LOL!! ROTFLMAO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's so gross.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That's gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just ride this one out. Always seems to work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112407661156677098?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112407661156677098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112407661156677098' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112407661156677098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112407661156677098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/that-bell-thing-in-my-throat-is.html' title='That bell thing in my throat is an asshole'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112372844781263680</id><published>2005-08-10T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:47:27.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time again for a weekly installment of, "Oh my God! That's Horrible!!!"</title><content type='html'>Wow, America, you really came up with the worse possible scenario one could ever imagine. Your song really drew me in cos I was terrified of the impact of such a tramatic experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, if you will, riding along the desert like you would normally do. A nice Sunday afternoon trot through the sweltering desert.&lt;br /&gt;Then you realize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I FORGOT TO NAME MY HORSE!! Shit! Here I am, like a chump, riding on a horse with no name!!! I'm so full of shame, my family will disown me"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112372844781263680?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112372844781263680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112372844781263680' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112372844781263680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112372844781263680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-time-again-for-weekly-installment.html' title='It&apos;s time again for a weekly installment of, &quot;Oh my God! That&apos;s Horrible!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112372654748037580</id><published>2005-08-10T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:18:44.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Talk To People You Don't Need to Talk With (Part II of the Inspirational "I Don't Want to Talk To You" series)</title><content type='html'>When I go on Lunch break outside, sometimes there will be a person I've never interacted with. Everything is fine...none of us feel the need to strike up a conversation. We're just two workers, cramming down lunch and what have you, before we head back in to drown our souls in an ocean of expectations and resented responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;But then one day you decide to talk to this individual. Everything goes fine; you hit off a great little conversation.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have created the perverbial nesting grounds for awkward situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delmagyar.hu/common/aprohirdetes/images/68223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.delmagyar.hu/common/aprohirdetes/images/68223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the next time you are around this person and there's nothing to talk about, you'll both be feeling awkward. "ah, gee, I was chatting up this person yesterday, feels kinda like I should at least say hello"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, guys,&lt;br /&gt;you made the nesting ground.&lt;br /&gt;nice little nesting ground. What is nesting in this nests? awkward sitautions, that's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little nesting grounds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112372654748037580?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112372654748037580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112372654748037580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112372654748037580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112372654748037580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/never-talk-to-people-you-dont-need-to.html' title='Never Talk To People You Don&apos;t Need to Talk With (Part II of the Inspirational &quot;I Don&apos;t Want to Talk To You&quot; series)'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112320982125074035</id><published>2005-08-04T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T21:19:26.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't toss a word salad</title><content type='html'>I've been sitting here thinking for too damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll type one title, look at it, and decide I can't run with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't ROLL with this&lt;br /&gt;so I erase it and start thinking again.&lt;br /&gt;Should I talk about the dream I had where I was dating a beautiful supermodel* and we both rented a hotel room to...play risk...?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe about my failures as an adult male.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe get into some psychotherapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody should try walking down whyte ave in nothing but a sweatshirt; it's quite liberating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody should say "I'd tap that" at least once a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I digress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moono.com/viewnext.asp?picnow=127_7126_big.jpg&amp;secloc=celebz6524lol8911"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.moono.com/viewnext.asp?picnow=127_7126_big.jpg&amp;secloc=celebz6524lol8911" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:sexywink:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112320982125074035?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112320982125074035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112320982125074035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112320982125074035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112320982125074035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-cant-toss-word-salad.html' title='I can&apos;t toss a word salad'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112292965579821463</id><published>2005-08-01T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T14:54:15.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shit#2</title><content type='html'>Pretty simple, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Actually wrote it 3 or 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll call it Hang On To This&lt;br /&gt;or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stream --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=2703780&amp;q=Hi"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=2703780&amp;amp;q=Hi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mp3 --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2703780"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2703780&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is a baby blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my feet thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;and I'm happy today&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the grass is a cartoon green&lt;br /&gt;the prettiest thing I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;and I'm happy today&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to hang onto this&lt;br /&gt;I've got to hang onto this&lt;br /&gt;Because I know just what will happen if I let go&lt;br /&gt;this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind is in my face&lt;br /&gt;full of mercy, full of grace&lt;br /&gt;and I'm happy today&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the river sings a song&lt;br /&gt;It's taking away all the wrong&lt;br /&gt;and I notice all this time&lt;br /&gt;I've been smiling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112292965579821463?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112292965579821463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112292965579821463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112292965579821463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112292965579821463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-shit2.html' title='New Shit#2'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112224435472193284</id><published>2005-07-24T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:32:34.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Major's 'Advertures With Common Folk'</title><content type='html'>So just now I was walking down 81st avenue and this guy calls out to me from his door. He asked me a question...and this is indeed one for pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's beef you cook with rat poison, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was joking, but he wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah..it's beef"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, cos I don't think it's chicken," he says&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112224435472193284?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112224435472193284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112224435472193284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112224435472193284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112224435472193284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/major-majors-advertures-with-common.html' title='Major Major&apos;s &apos;Advertures With Common Folk&apos;'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112213549514947493</id><published>2005-07-23T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T10:18:15.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to fight you</title><content type='html'>I have never known the joy of human cartilage cracking under my fist.&lt;br /&gt;someone elses blood staining my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never known the satisfaction of uninhibited retaliation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT ALL I WANT TO FIGHT YOU IN THE FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next person who looks at me the wrong way is getting a KNUCKLE SANDWICH.&lt;br /&gt;I mean....if you even look at me at all...you will receive a jawbreaker...and not the candy kind...and you won't have to sign for it. I'll just haul off and let the fists of judgement rain down on the top of your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my move.&lt;br /&gt;most people go for the face...&lt;br /&gt;but I will PUMMEL you right on the top of the head, repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I will take a walk by myself, down to the river.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll get to thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I'M A MONSTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAVE I BECOME!!!!???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll jump in the river and swim.&lt;br /&gt;I won't know where I'm going...to the sea, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;I just know I have escape...........*hushedwhisper*............&lt;em&gt;from myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112213549514947493?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112213549514947493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112213549514947493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112213549514947493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112213549514947493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-want-to-fight-you.html' title='I want to fight you'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112173813648004651</id><published>2005-07-18T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T19:55:36.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new shit</title><content type='html'>So I finally wrote a new song.&lt;br /&gt;it's not...so...happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I swear, this will be the last song I write where I feel sorry for myself. At least for a while...YOU CAN'T EXPECT A MAN TO CHANGE OVER NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;but the next two sets of lyrics I'm working with have nothing to do with me, really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stream - &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=2659587&amp;q=Hi"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=2659587&amp;amp;q=Hi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mp3 - &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2659587"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/util/DownloadSong.cfm?ID=2659587&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Me Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home I was not prepared&lt;br /&gt;and this world is going to eat me alive&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to a time that was eternal&lt;br /&gt;Where I could sleep and not worry about what's coming next&lt;br /&gt;Who are they fooling when they say you need a plan&lt;br /&gt;a plan is just something that never works out right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn me over&lt;br /&gt;Take me in&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's fallen&lt;br /&gt;Never win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every dream must end&lt;br /&gt;and then morning begins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112173813648004651?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112173813648004651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112173813648004651' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112173813648004651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112173813648004651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-shit.html' title='new shit'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112121809742740128</id><published>2005-07-12T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T19:28:17.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do people talk about?</title><content type='html'>So, I'm going to Calgary tomorrow on a sort of business meeting - though that makes it sounds more important than it really is.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be driving down there with a gal from work.&lt;br /&gt;Don't go grinning you assholes...she's taken. But's she's very pretty, tis true.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I would have a hard enough time talking to a good friend in a car for 3 hours, let alone someone I don't really know that well...let alone someone I don't know who is female.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably going to be 100% pure awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;Music I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always see people at work, talking to each other. Some guy will just walk up to another guy and they'll start talking and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm walking down the street, so many people are talking to each other. Lost in conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I watch people on the phone, talking for more than 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uhhh...how's life?"&lt;br /&gt;that kind of stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SUUUUUUUUUUCK at talking.&lt;br /&gt;I think that whenever I have a girlfriend, not only will the first date be awkward...but our WHOLE lives together.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be 75 and sitting around the dinner table not knowing what to say; I'll be looking at my food and playing with it, searching every cavern of my brain for something to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can I talk about? the Weather? No, I did that 10 minutes ago. DAMNIT! I ALWAYS use up the weather card to early!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112121809742740128?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112121809742740128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112121809742740128' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112121809742740128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112121809742740128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-do-people-talk-about.html' title='What do people talk about?'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112105443894653972</id><published>2005-07-10T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T22:00:38.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Showcase time</title><content type='html'>So yeah, I'm a little bored and not feeling like coming up with anything of my own, so I'll just leave you with two artists who have invaded my mental space as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Ward&lt;br /&gt;I like in one review I read how they described his voice as "beautifully flawed"...though not flawed in the Rob Thomas sort of way. I wish I could find the mp3 for One Life Away off his new album Transistor Radio...that song could have been a big hit in 1945. It's the kind of music I wish I had a record player for...or even a grammaphone! [sic?] So do what you have to do to get One Life Away....I'm not saying use illegal means..I'm just saying. In the meantime, here are some other mp3's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio Campaign (from new album) - &lt;a href="http://mergerecords.com/m3u.php?media_id=208"&gt;http://mergerecords.com/m3u.php?media_id=208&amp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more mp3's - &lt;a href="http://mergerecords.com/band.php?media=true&amp;amp;band_id=8"&gt;http://mergerecords.com/band.php?media=true&amp;band_id=8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blurb:&lt;br /&gt;Even to the fully initiated, M. Ward is somewhat of a mysterious enigma, a half-named troubadour with an otherworldly voice and an old time sensibility. Equally adept dancing across genres such as folk, blues, jazz and rock, Ward is a stunning performer. His latest album, “Transistor Radio”, was released by Merge records on February 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;- south by southwest festival showcase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to really classify him. One might be tempted to oversimplify...fact is, sometimes he sounds melodic in the radiohead sort of way, then the next moment he might be throwing out a Rufus Wainwright vibe, and then out with the old timey stuff. And apparently his older albums are retro-swing!&lt;br /&gt;For posterity's sake I will give you an mp3 which will flow nicely from Ward's stuff. This song is great, though it's really all about the beautiful and haunting whistling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekonomiskmgmt.com/audio/andrew_bird/Nervous_Tic.mp3"&gt;http://ekonomiskmgmt.com/audio/andrew_bird/Nervous_Tic.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb&lt;br /&gt;The result is an utterly mesmerizing and magnetic album, almost unfair in how incredibly ambitious and impressively pulled off the whole thing is. Of course, the release of Mysterious Production of Eggs brings to mind the unfair question, "What could possibly come next?" before the album has had the chance to even completely sink into its own place in Andrew Bird's baffling catalog.&lt;br /&gt;-all music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112105443894653972?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112105443894653972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112105443894653972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112105443894653972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112105443894653972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/showcase-time.html' title='Showcase time'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112070922887356731</id><published>2005-07-06T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T22:07:08.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking art to the next level</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2506/1131/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112070922887356731?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112070922887356731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112070922887356731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112070922887356731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112070922887356731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/taking-art-to-next-level.html' title='Taking art to the next level'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112053751211576686</id><published>2005-07-04T22:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:25:12.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calm After the Storm</title><content type='html'>So, anyway, I wanted to go down to the high-level bridge tonight when it got dark cos I love it there...i guess it's the river.&lt;br /&gt;I just like being beside a river. it's one of the most calming and reassuring things I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't get dark until 11:00pm and that's just too late.&lt;br /&gt;Damn daylight - HOGGING all the hours. There's only 24 you know? If Kiefer Sutherland taught me anything it's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm also afraid some under-privledged person would mug me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;ROTFLMAO!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112053751211576686?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112053751211576686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112053751211576686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112053751211576686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112053751211576686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/calm-after-storm.html' title='The Calm After the Storm'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-112053705906078906</id><published>2005-07-04T22:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:17:39.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Years of Internalized Frustration Released on a Blog</title><content type='html'>AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUNCHING THINGS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HITTING TV SCREENS WITH BASEBALL BATS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN A ROOM WITH A THOUSAND SCREENS AND I'M BASHING THEM ALL WITH BASEBALL BATS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DFKSLDJGDLHGLSJFHLG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-112053705906078906?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112053705906078906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=112053705906078906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112053705906078906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/112053705906078906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/07/years-of-internalized-frustration.html' title='Years of Internalized Frustration Released on a Blog'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111996545952898838</id><published>2005-06-28T07:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T07:30:59.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Post!!</title><content type='html'>My wits are not about me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 7:13am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What HI-JINKS will ensue???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that I dreamt A LOT of very very strange things. Most of it was apopolyptic, but there was a segment where I go to Tim Hortons, eat something, then take a shower IN TIM HORTONS before paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it kinda takes something away from a day when you know exactly everything that will happen from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:3oam - Stalling getting ready for work&lt;br /&gt;8:00 - Getting ready&lt;br /&gt;8:15 -Picking out cd's to bring to work&lt;br /&gt;8:30 - going to work&lt;br /&gt;9:00 - 6:00pm - working (this time period includes breaks and lunch)&lt;br /&gt;6:10 - drop into store to get SUB-LIME Froster&lt;br /&gt;6:30 - Eat&lt;br /&gt;7:00 - Be lazy, play games, maybe shower&lt;br /&gt;7:30 - If you're still reading this you are so so very pathetic&lt;br /&gt;8:00 - Play guitar&lt;br /&gt;8:30 - waiting to leave for the Druid&lt;br /&gt;8:45 - Still waiting; you suck so much&lt;br /&gt;9:00 -Life on hold until I leave for Druid&lt;br /&gt;9:30 - leaving for druid to meet my lame friends&lt;br /&gt;9:45 - WHENEVER I WANT TO LEAVEpm - Hanging at the druid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111996545952898838?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111996545952898838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111996545952898838' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111996545952898838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111996545952898838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/morning-post.html' title='Morning Post!!'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111972200223835853</id><published>2005-06-25T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T11:53:22.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Major's Definitive Elliott Smith List</title><content type='html'>Until I get my BRAIN JUICES flowing again I'm gonna opt for something tried and true. I WILL DO A LIST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best albums (in order from best to the least best):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Self-Titled&lt;br /&gt;2. Either/Or&lt;br /&gt;3. XO&lt;br /&gt;4. From a Basement on The Hill&lt;br /&gt;5. Roman Candle&lt;br /&gt;6. Figure 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get into Elliott? any of these might make a good starting point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waltz #2&lt;br /&gt;Between The Bars&lt;br /&gt;Miss Misery&lt;br /&gt;Junk Bond Trader&lt;br /&gt;King's Crossing&lt;br /&gt;Clementine&lt;br /&gt;Needle in the Hay&lt;br /&gt;No Name #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned next week for 'Major Major's Definitive Guide to Healthy Living'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111972200223835853?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111972200223835853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111972200223835853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111972200223835853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111972200223835853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/major-majors-definitive-elliott-smith.html' title='Major Major&apos;s Definitive Elliott Smith List'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111949373258145020</id><published>2005-06-22T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T18:57:58.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merl goes to the future and returns to find a shrine</title><content type='html'>"I have gathered you all here this evening for an important announcement", explains Merl, as his friends and family look on with puzzled expressions, "I am leaving tonight, and I will not return."&lt;br /&gt;No he isn't being dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;and, no, he isn't insane.&lt;br /&gt;Our friend Merl was approached earlier with a choice. He could either stay here on Earth and live out the rest of his days until he dies an old man&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;he could travel the universe; every last inch of it...every last planet.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the catch is he could never see the people he loved again. Travelling the universe requires more than octane. You have to move at the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, a year to our friend Merl would be many lifetimes for his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think Merl had something more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know you are all thinking that I've finally lost my last screw, but I kid you not. After this night you will never see me again. I will return...eventually...but you will all be many years dead. I'm not expecting you to believe me now. All I ask is this:&lt;br /&gt;When ten years have passed and no sight of me or my body have been seen, do this for me: go to the place where I spent so much time as a child; my family's log cabin by Kiln's Cove. Leave for me there, buried but clearly marked, whatever messages you want me to read when I return many years in the future. Leave me something to remember you by."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he left and journeyed to the ends of the universe. So many things he saw that he began to think of our own galaxy as a speck of dust, and our own sun as a small star. But regrets he harboured...they boiled inside of him. Perhaps he had all he needed back home. Perhaps the company of friends actually does outweigh the exploration of things unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile his fame grew back on Earth. He became a myth. A legend. His log cabin became the destination of pilgramages, and eventually, the biggest time capsul/historical site in the world. People travelled from all over to leave messages for Merl, in hopes they would someday be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Merl found when he returned was beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;A 10 story 'museum' of sorts; some floors devoted to messages and notes from pilgrams, some devoted to Merl himself - every detail of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all he could do when faced with this spectacle was fall to his knees and weep tears of regret.&lt;br /&gt;Was this worth it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111949373258145020?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111949373258145020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111949373258145020' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111949373258145020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111949373258145020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/merl-goes-to-future-and-returns-to.html' title='Merl goes to the future and returns to find a shrine'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111907022955982123</id><published>2005-06-17T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T22:50:29.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP</title><content type='html'>I'm a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I loath myself for it&lt;br /&gt;come over here and walk all over me...free passes available for walking all over my ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sometimes when I'm talking to people I just want to tell them to shut up. Like, at work, this person keeps talking to me on breaks and they say the same thing every day. Literally THE SAME STORY everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in my head I'm thinking, "yeah, yeah...shut up. just shut up. I wonder why this person won't just shut up." and I'm nodding my head and smiling on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;but inside I'm all, "give it a break. Go away and talk to that brick wall over there. Shut up"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111907022955982123?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111907022955982123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111907022955982123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111907022955982123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111907022955982123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/shut-up-shut-up-shut-up.html' title='SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111869679504375043</id><published>2005-06-13T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T15:06:35.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>uhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>I need sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can never sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole weekend I've felt like crap&lt;br /&gt;like someone beat me with a bat, stuck needles in my eyes, and then verbally assaulted me&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to going to work tomorrow like I look forward to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to do something impulsive like keep driving down the calgary trail until I reach the airport, instead of turning off on 51st to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic things like that don't work in real life though, I guess. You can't just up and go to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this, though.&lt;br /&gt;'keep hangin in there', I say to myself, 'you'll get a chance to do something you love'&lt;br /&gt;'screw you,' I respond 'like anyone will ever want to cut an album of your 1997 emo slowcore acoustic crap.&lt;br /&gt;What else am I good at? working in a lab?&lt;br /&gt;It's as good as I can think of what to do with my life. But now I gotta wait until next year to go NAIT. Another year of this in-limbo nonsense. Getting cut down at a job I don't even care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have a cottage on some big-ass orchard where I could write a novel, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Eat apples an' shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111869679504375043?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111869679504375043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111869679504375043' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111869679504375043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111869679504375043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/uhhhhhh.html' title='uhhhhhh'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111852940362859836</id><published>2005-06-11T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T16:36:43.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy inward days</title><content type='html'>This has been a nice, semi-productive saturday.&lt;br /&gt;It's going SLOW&lt;br /&gt;damn..the time in between 8:30am and now(4:30pm) feels like a week unto itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is stranger, when I stopped to think about it, is that since I said "thank you" to my hairdresser for "dressing" my hair, I have not spoken to a human being ALL DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just existing here in my own little world and my own weird thoughts and my freshly prepared Seasame Tereaki, which is not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, a little lemon and poultry spice can do wonders for a boneless breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started trying to write another song, but it's depressing and soul consuming work..this one. The words that spewed from my mouth sometimes concern me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched some season 5 Soprano's and now I want to join the mob again.&lt;br /&gt;Diggity! I wanna get Made!&lt;br /&gt;They should have terminology like that in work too. It would be so much cooler to get "Made" than PROMOTED&lt;br /&gt;what kind of 'dingey' ass word is that? PROMOTED&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like the first name of some killer robot from a cold distant planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMOTED SARRIOUS would be his name&lt;br /&gt;assassin for the Gainshare Empire and part of a long line of killer robots able to reproduce sexually. He has one weakness of course.&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;just throw lots of rocks at the bastard.&lt;br /&gt;he hates kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111852940362859836?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111852940362859836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111852940362859836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111852940362859836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111852940362859836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/crazy-inward-days.html' title='Crazy inward days'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111812101574561678</id><published>2005-06-06T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:10:15.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a short story for Marc</title><content type='html'>Ah. yes! let me tell you a tale about, King Hermadottious and his 8 swan's a'kindling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They burnt bright so that the night's were a'glowin!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sara, the one With a case of the 'short's" was there: with her 3 friend's a'glimmerin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first friend was named: Roncho McRonald. and he Had 4 eye's a'shimmerin&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd was - of cours. Shear's Hamwing's, reknowned amongs the 6 Warrior's a'flakin&lt;br /&gt;and: finaly; There was the legendarie Potboy le Bellyrascal. He owned the 8 swan's and endowed on them their magical power's. 5, all told&lt;br /&gt;5 power's a'broodin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111812101574561678?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111812101574561678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111812101574561678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111812101574561678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111812101574561678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/short-story-for-marc.html' title='a short story for Marc'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111799234473302015</id><published>2005-06-05T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T12:00:25.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ain't No Beanbag</title><content type='html'>so today I'm 24&lt;br /&gt;if I had 2 birthdays a year I'd be, like, 48 now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111799234473302015?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111799234473302015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111799234473302015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111799234473302015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111799234473302015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-aint-no-beanbag.html' title='I Ain&apos;t No Beanbag'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111768678083392100</id><published>2005-06-01T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T22:33:00.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIEW: The Graduate</title><content type='html'>I never noticed how, at some angles, young Hoffman looks like Alan Cummings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow...obviously, I really enjoyed this movie. Hilarious and sincere all at once, it takes a situation that would make for light laughs on a sit-com and explores every awkward nook and cranny.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was released in '67, if has the feel of a modern, 'new-wave' movie.&lt;br /&gt;Time changes and scene cuts are used brilliantly, for example.&lt;br /&gt;actually, there isn't much bad I can say about this movie...aside from the soundtrack. 'let's see how many time we can fit Sound of Silence and Scarborough Fair into 2 hours!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.5 MILF's/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111768678083392100?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111768678083392100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111768678083392100' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111768678083392100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111768678083392100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/06/review-graduate.html' title='REVIEW: The Graduate'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111751087128117880</id><published>2005-05-30T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:41:11.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIEW: The Night</title><content type='html'>If I had to choose between living the rest of my life in the night or in the day, I'd go with the night. Everything is more beautiful in the night; even when it's dismal and raining. Nighttime is the artist, daytime leaves nothing to the imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Nighttime is seductive&lt;br /&gt;Daytime is relentless pornography&lt;br /&gt;The only drawback is that it ends and I have to wake up into the damned sun. It shows all my flaws...like the nosehair that needs trimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 4.5 Coypu's/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111751087128117880?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111751087128117880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111751087128117880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111751087128117880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111751087128117880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/05/review-night.html' title='REVIEW: The Night'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111745917015712483</id><published>2005-05-30T07:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T07:19:30.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>The worse mornings are the ones where you wake up, take a second to orientate yourself, and then think, "oh shit"&lt;br /&gt;For no one reason in particular&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111745917015712483?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111745917015712483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111745917015712483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111745917015712483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111745917015712483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/05/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111716864271330479</id><published>2005-05-26T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:37:22.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts summed up in verse</title><content type='html'>"I went looking for a job and then I found a job&lt;br /&gt;and heaven knows I'm miserable now"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111716864271330479?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111716864271330479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111716864271330479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111716864271330479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111716864271330479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-thoughts-summed-up-in-verse.html' title='My thoughts summed up in verse'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111708297410052584</id><published>2005-05-25T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T22:49:34.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIEW: whole safeway chickens</title><content type='html'>under 10 dollars&lt;br /&gt;good for eating immediately, while warm&lt;br /&gt;good for future sandwich meats&lt;br /&gt;no blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the downside, it doesn't really age well. After a week it gets kinda pasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATING:&lt;br /&gt;4 still-born chicks/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111708297410052584?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111708297410052584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111708297410052584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111708297410052584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111708297410052584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/05/review-whole-safeway-chickens.html' title='REVIEW: whole safeway chickens'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13041815.post-111656554009377167</id><published>2005-05-19T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:07:08.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my new BLOG&lt;br /&gt;Probably only 0.0002% of the whole world will ever see it...and I'm quite sure my math is a little off there, but oh well...who need's people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dogs, maybe...but who cares about dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm still trying to figure out what this will all be about&lt;br /&gt;the purpose of it&lt;br /&gt;the Raison d'etre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of reviewing albums every couple days...throw in some pouting, lamenting, gnashing of teeth...and you got just about every BLOG every created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for just one moment try to imagine gnashing only your top row of teeth. If somebody only had one row of teeth, how would they gnash them together?&lt;br /&gt;To me, this creates a very funny mental image, which is no doubt enhanced by the Pilsner in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;ah, my crutch..how I both love thee and hate thee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13041815-111656554009377167?l=kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/feeds/111656554009377167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13041815&amp;postID=111656554009377167' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111656554009377167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13041815/posts/default/111656554009377167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkwilliamiii.blogspot.com/2005/05/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Major Major</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09246082921808814398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/MajorMajor/PICT0177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
