On And On South of Dallas: Archive

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It's Over

And I feel guilty when I know that there is no possible reason why I should. The joys of being a nice guy…

Aug 30th

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Aug 24th

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Aug 23rd

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Aug 21st

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Aug 21st

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Weekend Activities

Back from a good weekend of friends, lakes, rivers, beers and smores. Good way to wind down the summer. Only problem is that now I am really really broke unfortunately. But bottom line FRIENDS/EXPERIENCES>Money.

Aug 21st

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I'm going to this tonight. →

vinylscars: I’m so excited. It’s a live screening of Mystery Science Theater 3000 being broadcast to theaters across the nation. And there’s a goodie bag at the end! Going to this tonight as well! Cannot express in words how excited I am!!

Aug 17th

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Aug 17th

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Aug 16th

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Aug 14th

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Anyone else tired of spineless people?

Good day with friends/food/books ruined by greedy assholes. Time to read/listen to records before I sleep this one off.

Aug 12th

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Aug 11th

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Listen: Wolves In The Throne Room, "Woodland... →

nprmusic: NPR is doing real well with metal as of late, keep it up!

Aug 9th

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Attention Vinyl Junkies: Advice?

So I’m in a pickle. I snagged a copy of the Melvins Bride Screamed Murder LP from Amrep records. They are pretty hard to get a hold of since they only release 100 at a time because they have different artwork, I was really excited to get one but it came in with a dinged corner and the vinyl was significantly warped. I contacted Amrep and they said I could get my money back if I send in the...

Aug 9th

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Aug 8th

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Aug 8th

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This Is Why I Love "Louie"

Louie: Pamela, I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad. You’re so beautiful to me. Shut up! . . . Let me tell you. Let me. Every time I look at your face or even remember it, it wrecks me. And the way you are with me… and you’re just fun and you shit all over me and you make fun of me and you’re real. I don’t have enough time in any day to think about you enough. I feel like I’m going to live a thousand years because that’s how long it’s going to take me to have one thought about you, which is that I’m crazy about you, Pamela. I don’t want to be with any body else. I don’t. I really don’t. I don’t think about women anymore, I think about you. I had a dream the other night that you and I were on a train. We were on this train and you were holding my hand. That’s the whole dream. You were holding my hand and I felt you holding my hand. I woke up and I couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. I’m sick in love with you, Pamela. It’s like a condition. It’s like polio. I feel like I’m going to die if I can’t be with you and I can’t be with you so I’m going to die and I don’t care because I was brought into existence to know you and that’s enough. The idea that you would want me back? It’s, like, greedy. I’m doing a bad job of this.
Pamela: No you’re not.
Louie: I’m not?
Pamela: No, it’s a good job.
Louie: Is there any planet, any part of the world that you feel any of the same… is there even a shard of a fraction of the feeling? No… just no.

Aug 6th

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