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- hello Chi
- Username: boldog
- In response to: "What's the one thing you're never gonna give up?" Spell check
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boldog's latest answers
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- summer soundtrack suggestions?
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I think a "summer song" should be anthem of sorts, or something sexy with a killer hook that brings people together, on the beach or in the club.
So where are they this year? I haven't heard anything good this summer so far. The weather sucks (at least here in the northeast where it has been raining every day for some reason) so it doesn't have the feel I'd want anyways.
I've always have something from Wyclef on my playlist so thought "More Bottles" would be a good addition. For a summer song it's ironically on his self titled album to be released in January but at least it hasn't become stagnant yet.
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- I duck, dodge and circumvent cleaning
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Seems like a lot of people are going with the house cleaning as the thing to avoid. The stock photo they pulled from Flickr could've been taken in my kitchen!
I don't have a problem starting the process of cleaning up around the house. I mean, I'm good for about a half hour a go, but it seems never ending. Who is sneaking in and making this mess! I might need to lock my doors at night from now on.
It doesn't matter anyways. I think I remember reading in some holy book that if my house every becomes completely clean then it would bring upon the end of the world, so for humanities sake I'll procrastinate, for now.
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- Asteroids got me into trouble
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The year was 1982 and I was a nine year old addict.
Maybe undiagnosed A.D.D. kept me from realizing I was getting in trouble but as far as I remember I was perfect. I did all the things other kids were getting in trouble for, but I just don't think I ever got caught, with one possible exception. I chose to steal from my older brother, the meanest of my eight siblings.
I drained the coin jar he had been amassing (for years). It was right there, out in the open. I was addicted to video games and, come on, they weren't going to feed themselves so I did what had to be done. Every day I'd grab my fill and walk over to the local arcade to get a fix. The flashing lights and hypnotic sounds were mesmerizing.
My crime spree was not well concealed, however, and he found out soon enough. It was only circumstantial evidence that pointed to me as the culprit and I don't remember what my punishment was. I remember him being really pissed though.
But was I really to blame here? I think not. I had a pathological condition that compelled me to do it.
Although its been years since I kicked that vicious habit I still remember the rush and sweet sound of the clanking of change in my bulging pockets. If you didn't grow up during the Golden Age of arcade games just substitute your drug of choice and you will understand.
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- I’m a lover (I’m a sinner)
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If you live long enough then everyone you know will die on you (at best?) or they will simply go their own way, so I’m inclined to believ…
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- Leave a party if you see flashing lights
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If the lights are red and/or blue it's time to go.
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