Thanks for foregoing the lectures, because unless you've lived it all, all you've got is conjectures.

Yeah, life can be sweet, beautiful, and groovy, but sometimes life can take a tragi-comedic detour, and end up like a low down John Waters movie.

I respect what you said, and sorry if like a deranged Ozzy Osbourne, I bit off your head.

Peace.

Live long and prosper and go Tottenham Hotspur.

cast your vote

Obama no.

speak loud

say nothing

In other news today

Isacc Hayes

The man who gave John Shaft great soul

Passed away today.

War in ths caucasus

The House of Edwards

Becomes the House of Usher

And if that were not enough to suffer

Isacc Hayes died today.

I'd rather hear about Isacc's rich life

Than the woes of wayward Ed

Cos today the music world

Lost a real music legend

Isacc my man of the Shaft soundtrack is today dead.

Rest in Peace Isacc. I love you man.

On the point you made about Edwards the democrats and under the bus. On that point for me there is not jack shit to discuss. John Edwards flung his own sorry ass under the bus, and I wouldn't even lift a finger to save a reputation, that by his own hand - he crushed.

John Edwards shit in his own nest, and now just like all of us other regular people, he's just gonna have to make of his own awful mess, whatever he can to the good effect, of his very own personal best.

You're on your own Ed.

Gleams in eyes

And before your time

Can cause some to be

Intransigently blind.

You really do seem to carry on in a parroting fashion.

Patrick want a cracker?

Some folks just appreciate a different kinda rhymin' scheme. Some like a little 'ol classical Shake 'n bake, and some like the poetry of Fred G. Sandford, for its own refreshing and irreverent, street wise sake. I like to Shake it a little sometimes too. But I don't believe Shake was a poet without equal peer. I like Marlowe more myself, and I have a copy of Tamerlane I sometimes drag down offa my book shelf.

Different strokes for different blokes.

I was sad too, my man Mr. Hayes was a true artist, and one cool, one of a kind dude.

"Shaft...he's a real bad ***** shut ya mouth!"

Hard to believe that that song goes back to '71, which were uncertain days themselves, but compared to the present, were lots of fun.

You have one candidate that some feel more comforatble with representing perhaps the last bloom of the baby boom, and the other, Barack Obama, represents the hopes for progress and forward looking success, of the young, the optimistic, and generation X.

"I'll fuck anything that moooooves!"

Ben:

"Here's to your fuck Frank."

It is all in the hands of the robot from Lost in Space.

I never see it anymore.

Too true.

Olympia and Negra Modelo.

I hate Corona.

Frank Booth: "How the shit should I know!?! Pour the fuckin' beer!!!"

Frank Booth: "No. I want you to fuck it! Shit Yes! Pour the fuckin' beer!"

All I see is a bunch of pountless pundits pokin' their eyes out with their own knitting needles.

That's the only POINT!

Yes, the primary hosted and boasted some real ruthlessness. That's the politics of life's rich, life is a bitch pageant, in the avenues of the news, of real life in the big shitty. I have never known in my whole entire life, a time when there was less ruth to ruthlessness in the arena of politics, with all its manuvering fight and bickering spite. I'm long accustomed to it by now, after all Klytus wasn't born yesterday, and can duck and weave through the worst weather, and rock about row. And that's the truth Ruth.

I can deal with some

Shock of the new.

"Gimme a six of Shaefer!"

His life may be in the toilet today

But he damn sure won't be scrubbing toilets tommorow.

That's the quote of the day "it's all about black skin and not the Black sea."

You'll get no peep of argument from me, on that pointed point, I completely agree.

We abadoned the space race after the cold war winded down, so why can't the whole kur-razy competitive comedy of the race race go the way of Bozo the bumblin' Clown?

All my black, brown, yellow, and white bros, Klytus is sick of sensationalistic racey race side shows.

Get real.

Another oil war is right now in the works, but all people seem interested in is how to work in their best jerks. It's time to stop all this 'batin' and see what might be up there awaitin', a nation addicted to Hummers and SUVs that burn gas away like Americans fry morning bacon.

always reliably full 'o beans.

Sure there's the "race factor" on that point I'm no ignorin' the fact detractor. But I am weary of race bein' so indelibly underlined, when all it serves is the interests of certain parties who want to see a certain candidate undermined.

Can you dig it?

This contest for the presidency WILL boil down to race, if race becomes the ruling narrative, and THAT would be the disgrace.

We El Americanos are better than that. So I'm keepin' fit, not takin' no shit, and America's better nature, I'm believin' in it.

I've checked you hangin' fast to cynical fear, kick back, relax, drink a beer. If McCain Malt Liquor is all to your liking, I'd say your choice in refreshing beverages approaches frightening. That 'ol Silver Supository is not my idea of a promisful repository, but if you find it refreshing, at least it'll keep you "regular."

I like to be more smartly suave, I'm much less black and white, and much more mauve.