April 2000
WEEK 1
I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, trust me.

-- Sober, TOOL



Well, I wanted to play a new type of character. Let's face it. I'm about as angstful as a kitten in a yarn basket, so I decided to play "dark".

-- Craig, on one of his many RP characters



BAD RELIGION
Better Off Dead

I'm sorry about the sun
how could I know that you'd burn?
and I'm sorry about the moon
how could I know that you'd disapprove?
I'll never make the same mistake
the next time I create the universe I'll make sure we communicate at length


but until then...better of dead
a smile on the lips and a hole in the head
better of dead, yeah better than this
take it away 'cuz there's nothing to miss


I'm sorry about the world
how could I know you'd take it so bad?
and I'll never make the same mistake
the next time I create the universe I'll make sure you participate

But until then...
Better of dead, yeah better of dead
why don't you try pushing daisies instead


and I'll never make the same mistake,
the next time I create the universe I'll make sure we communicate,
just in case

WEEK 2
-- Bill Clark

Cole: "They said to draw a picture, anything we wanted. I drew a picture of a man getting hurt by another man with a screwdriver. "

Malcolm: "Something you saw on tv?"

Cole: "They had a meeting. Momma cried."

Malcolm: "What do you draw now?"

Cole: "People smiling, dogs running...rainbows. They don't have meetings about rainbows. "

-- from movie "The Sixth Sense"

WEEK 3
life is the crummiest book i ever read
there isn't a hook
just a lotta cheap shots
pictures to shock
and characters an amateur would never dream up


- Bad Religion, "Stranger Than Fiction"
"There is no such thing as good luck.
There is only misfortune and its occasional absence."


--Mika Bostrom

WEEK 4
There's a little girl lying in the leaves. The trees watch over the body. Little girl in the leaves, dead as cement. little corpse, little tears, little screams. There's a little girl in the leaves. Cold stiff little fingers clutch a small stick. Dead girl in a little dead place. You're all dead girls in here. It's such a dead place in here.

- Henry Rollins, Art to Choke Hearts


"God is a serial killer, and very efficient."

-- Brandon (he lives here)