Solo061

Female
from Ragol

  • Activity

    • god damn it

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      The shit just gets shittier

    • Award

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      I made an award. You don't have to use engrish to get it, i just couldn't think of what else to put...

    • ya... so...

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      Supposed to clean my room today. Know what that means? Yup. Seasons 1 and 2 of red vs blue with audio commentary

    • Watchlist

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      My watch list is full... it includes:
      Lizardman, Metal, Briskimj, Sbarb18, Mr_Samsa, El_Chango, no_good_name, NukeAssualt, Thecarrot, Ginga, Crushed, bigredd06, DarkMerc, MisterBubble, DzeOfTheWeek, Raggnarok, MikeStampede, Mr_Maestro, sick_gato, Karasaw_mk6, badmtf, mr_murisaki, Silentbob12, DEATH01, Dizzil, tazman486, LinkGirl, Inverse, Aki_Kitsune, Ramsey, Exile 650, PsychoPunk89.

    • This computer is a reeking pile of shit

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      It's True. Total space across two hard drives is less then ten gigs. two of which is for windows alone. About another two is to the second hard drive, leaving about six gigs free. Webpages decide to stop loading half way through so it's blank... movies will partially download, or stop a few minutes into them. After a certain amount of time pages won't load if tried to open in tabs, trying to open some folders (not even that big of folders) take half a minute+. It's been like this since Easter.

    • A million words

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      "It was time to go have my last words with my father. He was dying, in the bedroom he built. He built our whole house, even dug the foundation himself, with a diaper tied to his head to keep the sweat out of his eyes. He was always working on the house, more than 35 years, and he never did finish it. He was the first to admit that he really didn't know how to build a house.

      When I went to see him, he was lying in the bedroom, listening to The People's Court. I remember when he always would be on those Sunday-morning television talk shows, back in the '50s and '60s. Dr. Barry, they called him. He was a Presbyterian minister, and he worked in inner city New York. They were always asking him to be on those shows to talk about Harlem, and the South Bronx, because back then he was the only white man they could find who seemed to know anything about it. I remember when he was the Quotation of the Day in The New York Times. The Rev. Dr. David W. Barry.

      His friends called him Dave. Is Dave there? they'd ask, when they called to talk about their husbands or wives or sons or daughters who were acting crazy or drinking too much or running away. Or had died. Dave. they'd ask, what can I do? they never thought to call anybody but him. he'd sit there and listen, for hours sometimes. He was always smoking.

      The doctor told us he was dying, but we knew anyway. Almost all he said anymore was thank you, when somebody brought him shaved ice, which was mainly what he wanted, at the end. He had stopped putting his dentures in. He had stopped wearing his glasses. I remember when he yanked his glasses off and jumped in the Heyman's pool to save me.

      So I go in for my last words, because I have to go back home, and my mother and I agree I probably won't see him again. I sit next to him on the bed, hoping he can't see that I'm crying. I love you, Dad, I say. He says: I love you, too. I'd like some oatmeal.

      So I go back out to the living room, where my mother and my wife and my son are sitting on the sofa, in a line, waiting for the outsome, and I say, He wants some oatmeal. I am laughing and crying about this. My mother thinks maybe I should go back in and try to have a more meaningful last talk, but I don't.

      Driving home, I'm glad I didn't. I think: He and I have been talking ever since I learned how. A million words. All of them final, now. I don't need to make him give me anymore, like souvenirs. I think: Let me not define his death on my terms. Let him have his oatmeal. I can hardly see the road."

      - Dave Barry

    • Backies

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      Wel I'm back, after spending ten days up in Vermont, no computer, phone jack, or gameboy... no television or video games till after dark... hiking, swimming, fire, it was pretty fun.

    • ten dollar game

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      I bought Jak and Daxter yesterday from EB... used for 10$. It's been pretty fun so far. i'm getting near the end... I'm about 70% done.

    • Blood Gulch Blues

      14 years ago

      Solo061

      Roses are red
      And violets are blue.
      One day we'll cruise down
      Blood Gulch avenue
      It's red versus red
      and blue versus blue
      It's I against I
      and me against you

      Violets are blue, roses are red
      living like this we were already dead
      Hop in my car
      it don't have any doors
      It's built like a cat
      It lands on fours
      My car's like a puma
      it drives on all fours

      Red versus red
      Blue versus blue

      if you listen to it... it gets stuck in your head...

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