I just love reading the political commentary on this site. it is both refreshing and irritating in tha fact that it seems as though people cannot look outside of party lines. party party party, why does it always have to be party? seriously people. i mean cmon. if anyone believes that the fact that such and such percentage of americans will not vote for hillary clinton is a rebuke of liberal thinking is out of their mind. it is because she s a carpet bagger who won because she had an enormous bank, and because the republicans of new york fucked rick lazio. i should know my roomate worked for him, and lost his job because hillary won. not voting for hillary has nothing to do (ok 99% nothing to do) with party lines. its the fact that she is in office in a state that she adopted because she saw an easy win. rudy was on the fence because of his prostate, and the next best guy was rick lazio. he lost because rudy hamstrung him by waiting for ever to pull out of the race and the lazio people mismanaged his campaign. plus there was that infamous "attack" during the one debate that really didn't make rick bring his best qualities forth. I met the guy, great guy, amiable, polite, yeah he is a politician, but he spoke to people as a normal person, regular joe. i guarantee that you sit with ole' Hil, and she will come off as fake as pam anderson's new, old new tits. and as for the clinton budget achievements. isn't it congress who controlls the purse strings? are we forgetting basic government 101? yes the president presents congress with a budget...presents...but congress controlls the purse strings when it comes down to it. I just don't understant the stubborness in staying right/left. doesn't the regular citizen understand that this is what keeps our country so divided? the fact that you let an ideology dictate where your beliefs lie, or actually influence how you think about issues, and therefore who you vote for, is fucking insane. I have said this before, and i will say it again. we need more people that are moderates in the sense that they take everything on an issue by issue basis. me, well you can call me what you want, slap whatever label you want on me. i wont vote for hillary, i will vote for mccain if he makes it, and i pray he does....a group of us down here have mccain shirts, the ones with his vietnam service era photo on the front and mccain for president on the back. this port deal, kinda fishy when a pres has not used a veto once, never threatened and now wants to railroad a deal through that puts a country that could possibly harbour terrorists. and the funny thing is he stood on ruble and yelled that everyone would hear us, yeah and now ports within a 25 mile radius will fall into the hands of a company owned by nations that could condone terrorism at the same time paying us lip service concerning their allegiance in the war on terror. we need to reign in the carriage here. bring ownership and jobs back to our own country...oh yeah in case you were wondering china is financing our debt. the next great super power. i am saying that there needs to be more investigation. more questions by the media who need to do their job and not let don rumsfeld dodge questions with his lame ass antecdotes, or his smarmy behavior. fuck him he is responsible to us, US, not to the big corporations, not to his neo con cabal, but to the people, and the administration has seemed to forget this, and the polarization of our country to such vast extremes has allowed this to go on through an palpable hatred for anyone with the opposite extreme view. we need to do what is best for our country, that is the people who live here, not what is best for the party. the party is nothing, the party should be over, where are the federalists, where are the bull moose, where is anyone else??? oh thats right they don't have money for this 30 second spot. can't wait to hear about this one. have a great saturday nite. gonna go have a few pops.

Love by Billy Collins


the boy at the far end of the train car
kept looking behind him
as if he were afraid or expecting someone

and then she appeared in the glass door
of the forward car and he rose
and opened the door and let her in

and she entered the car carrying
a large black case
in the unmistakable shape of a chello

she looked like an angel with a high forehead
and somber eyes and her hair
was tied up behind her neck with a black bow

and because of all that
he seemed a little awkward
in his happiness to see her

whereas she was simply there
perfectly existing as a creature
with a soft face who played the chello

and the reason i am writing this
on the back of a manilla envelope
now that they left the train together

is to tell you that when she turned
to lift the large, delicate chello
onto the overhead rack,

i saw him lookiing up at her
and what she was doing
the way the eyes of saints are painted

when they are lookiing up at God
when he is doing something remarkable
something that identifies him as God


...yeah i know how that feels..




In my craft or sullen art by dylan thomas

in my craft or sullen art
excercised in the still night
when only the moon rages
and the lovers lie abed
with all their griefs in their arms
i labour by singing light
not for ambition or bread
or the strut and trade of charms
on the ivory stages
but for the common wages
of their most secret heart

not for the proud man apart
from the raging moon i write
on these spindrift pages
nor for the toweing dead
with their nightingales and psalms
but for the lovers, their arms
round the griefs of the ages
wo pay no praise or wages
nor heed my craft or sullen art

Eric --
[noun]:

A level headed person who always makes the wrong decision


Michael --
[adjective]:

Banshee-like


Eric --
[adjective]:

Benevolent to a fault

Eric Michael --
[noun]:

A person who is constantly high

Wow, ladycroft looks like we have a lot more in common than i originally thought :) hahahahahaah this site really is quite amusing

so i went on another interview today for a job at a bank down here on Long Island. It's for a personal banking position. you come in to the branch and i play with your money. oh gotta go, the optimum online guy is here to figure out our internet problems. i will write more when he s gone.

ok so this is in continued response to dcoffee's post. I feel that one of the reasons buffalo is in the current state it is in is because we don't properly use the resources we have right in front of us. yes i still say we, i still identify strongly with my home. it disturbs me that we have a control board with members fromm Greenwich Village, Albany, and other parts of NYS directing buffalos future. we need to take charge and get competent people office. i know its easy to preach from down here. but let me get to my point. now i believe that the richardson complex/center is the psych center on buff state's property. and if i am correct it is on a national preservation registry. it is not in use right now, yes? well why not renovate the building in accordance with preservationist guidelines to become the hotel in the elmwood village, thereby saving the businesses that sparked the elmwood strip revival, and are a continuing force in the success of the village. the hotel would be steps away from the albright knox, the historical society, shakespeare in the park, and the strip itself. it just seems like our city squanders so many opportunities. the water front obviously being one. move the golf course from deleware park to the waterfront, and turn the old pier into the counrty club building. who golfs in the winter? no one. what would be a better backdrop, and make the course more competitive than the weather from lake erie. also solving the problem of driving golfballs into kids playing baseball, soccer, basketball. turning the park, into our central park. there are flashes of brilliance, and then really big duds. and again it is easy for me to be critical, but i left buffalo, i would like to come back someday. anyways. and as for the suits at the pink. whats the problem with that? i don't see anything wrong with a couple of suits being there. they may be freaks who just have day jobs with the man. i don't forsee in the near future the Pink being taken over by the yuppies, preps, jocks, geeks (going on a ferris bueller kind of rant). the pink will always be the pink as long as its standing. those two make it a more interesting nite. at least thats the way i see it.

I was just looking at my journal and for some reason the last entry is posted 3 times. kinda odd. i wonder if it was because of my computer. oh well. so i didn't call kerri on valentines day. it was killing me not to. i did get a valentine from a stranger though. that was really cool. i went to visit my friend mickey at the inn, he was working so i popped in there for a drink and stayed for a little while. nothing crazy, but there were these 4 girls who i have seen around, and i was brought into a conversation about relationships. then the one girl asked why i was not with my girlfriend and i explained to her that i chopped her head off and threw her in the bay. hahaha...no i let her know i didn't have one. now these four girls seemed nice, and they are attractive. the one next to me was like here, happy valentines day and gave me this bag of candy and it had a cd in it too. it was really nice because i was REALLY down. valentines day last year was a big nite in my relationship with kerri and it struck me as odd how much can change in the passing of a year's time. well of course i ran in to kerri on wednesday nite. she was going outside to have a smoke with her roomate courtney and she stopped and said hi, and that she would be back in. she came back in and then it was her turn to sing, so she gets up and sings are you strong enough to be my man. hahaha...funny shit. mickey and i got up and left. i think shes in florida for the february break. her and her girlfriends go every year. it seems like everyone is blah right now. last nite i went to dinner with an old friend. that is a great statement. it was my friend kat, whose 30th suprise birthday i went to last weekend. we had lost touch, mostly because of her, but since christmas she has made an effort to get our friendship back on track. i am really happy about that. she is a different person now too. a lot happier i think. we went to tgi fridays for dinner and had a few drinks. 3 hours went by and it seemed like a few min. its really cold and windy here today. what baxter you ate a whole wheel of cheese? hahaha don't know where that came from, kinda like a brain fart. fart. hahaha....someone smoking the weed in here????? anyways. back on track here. i'm thinking about sending kerri this poem i wrote her in the mail. any opinions on that? its just that i feel like i have to fight for this. i don't know why. normally i just chalk it up and say fuck it. it hurts yeah, but something about this one. everything reminds me of our time together, a stupid flavor of snapple, of course songs, dates, times, places, i can remeber what she wore the first date we were on, the night i met her, the first time we kissed, what she wore on valentines day. it all sucks ass. hahaha...as bad as love is, its great. it really is. if we didn't have it what would we really live for. im talking of love of our familys, our friends, and our lovers. that affection, that caring, that closeness. i miss the closeness. the physical closeness. laying on the couch falling asleep watching a movie with her in my arms. the feel of breathing. the smell of her in the morning. the hair and skin with that warm morning soft scent. im going to go do laundry. clean something, take my mind somewhere else. anyone have any suggestions for good books. i have to get my mind stimulated. thursday i was thinking about all this shit above, and my job hunt, and i got back to the deli with three deliverys stil in my car. alright kids, im out the dishes are done man.