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*update 01june*Man Predicts UFO’s Will Appear Over Las Vegas This Week To Colonize. If i don’t update after the next seven days, seek shelter — they’re comming…

June 1st the house closed. Sometime in the next three weeks Tara and I will be moving into it. The current occupant is not aware of when she is moving out. in the meantime, she is paying rent, because the house is ours. soon i will have more pics of the wonderfull interior and view.

last week i bought a new nissian frontier se 05. it is sooo nice. i dumbfounded that i did not buy a truck before. it is all black, strong, but dirty. i have taken it out into the desert a few times already to test it out
The White Stripes Get Behind Me Satan is a failed piece of work, i am sorry to say. the music is written from the mind and not the heart. Jacks musical skill has improved since Elephant, however, that does not completely compensate for the loss of passion. The music is forced out like an enema, not flowing out naturally from the bowels like it should.

Everything had changed suddenly — the tone, the moral climate; you didn’t know what to think, whom to listen to. As if all your life you had been led by the hand like a small child and suddenly you were on your own, you had to learn to walk by yourself. There was no one around, neither family nor people whose judgment you respected. At such a time you felt the need of committing yourself to something absolute — life or truth or beauty — of being ruled by it in place of the man-made rules that had been discarded. You needed to surrender to some such ultimate purpose more fully, more unreservedly than you had ever done in the old familiar, peaceful days, in the old life that was now abolished and gone for good.
Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago