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in grade school, girls already know how to set up someone to try to bully them without getting into trouble and it helps if you can get them to "falsely" accuse you so they can say you overreact or are paranoid - well in NYC where microaggressions and getting away with it is pretty sophisticated - there's designed

if the Park Police are bunch of hippies who don't care about the fact that they have someone who commits perjury (it's not illegal to have a dvd box with the title SADORAPE on it - the TOP dvd on the undusty heap of horror movies when everything else is covered in black fabric), well then that's just par for the

lol - just wait it out until you are proved right so you DON'T get accused or haha set up for being dsimissed as overreacting.

so that pounding music - I don't think little kids - maybe under 12 - really listened to the lyrics back in the day or maybe their death metal albums weren't so racist - it was really because of those guys and just the long haired guys in high school or the sloppily dressed ones with the band t-shirts who sat in the

That's kind of weird because death metal was introduced to my brother by a couple of kids from grade school who were ethnically German/Irish, Cuban, Muslim Jamaican and I forget what else - possibly also German - my brother is Chinese. I don't think he was reading lyrics back then but that was just the thing to do

I think Tracy Chapman gives off that air in Telling Stories - the singer in the song is telling someone off because the singer feels they are the one who is good and is letting the other party know you can't hurt them but in Joe Jackson's song, the singer is good but trying to spare but actually hurting the other

Maybe Joe Jackson's Wasted Time is like Tracy Chapman's Telling Stories (I love that song):

I don't consider myself an Elvis Costello fan because I had his greatest hits - the one they used to sell at NYC flea markets on the weekends and listened to it repeatedly to try to understand why he was always mentioned. I didn't really like him until Painted From Memory which I only now understand was mostly

I didnt read his autobiography. Is that where you are getting all this stuff from? How do you know a memoir is nonfiction?

Maybe Mrs. Krall-McManus is totally fine with that Other Girl - maybe she feels confident she's the best thing that ever happened to him.

I think that's more an English thing - where someone is made much of but really is destroyed or undercompensated for the exposure like Marianne Faithful, Sienna Miller, Kate Moss - everyone SAYS they're beautiful but really they are just harmed.

I think Owen LaBrie impersonated him for his trial. He really transformed from a blonde jock to a young EC.

then no one should mind if I write as I please - nothing changes anyway and Now I am faced with the prospect of nursing my mother because of her TBI hurting her old age - she still can't smell - and it is very unfair to her and that means we probably need to move into the building and sell the house - it has

When I write disqus comments and feel dreadful - I can hear him "I know this world is keeling yooo" and "when I hear the silly things you say" but alas not a deterrent.

did the TWO of them shout out to Joe Jackson's The Other Me with I STILL HAVE THAT OTHER GIRL ON MY MIND?

Sometimes it's not the song but I only know Everyday I Write the Book which has a nice vevo video with Sandra Oh for it.

in modern times with all these celeb beach bodies - I think it's easier to understand the answer to how could you do that?

why doesn't he tour with her and they can do torch songs together? They might liven up one another's acts.

is Toledo the mate to that song? Is he ever going to work with Burt Bacharach again?

I can't believe I called a Burt Bacharach song a phlegm sweater. I've been trying to understand what's been bothering me the last two days - there were random news articles that I wasn't looking for about dementia and induced alzheimer's from brain injuries and we got two "expressions of interest" from people