Boss Hoggin'
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Review
Sjoroos Stories
This is a wonderfully written blog. Liked the post about marriage. Liked all posts. Good job Jessica, keep up the good work. :)
Explosive Content
Great work on this blog. Liked your post about our class activity when we passed our papers around. My story ended up pretty funny as well. Keep up the good work.
Mac n' Cheese
Hey dude. Nice work. Liked the prison poetry. Good layout. Good job
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sixtyseven, Ninetyseven
The hippies are dead
I remember the hair,
the flow of cotton,
the human scent on park grass,
young hairy girls
with high pimpled foreheads
leaning like children
to feed me Oreos,
hair hooked behind gypsy ears
while my small fingers shaped
bird's wings from wet gray clay,
watching, smiling,
(forgetting quickly
that they were dying)
all the soft-spoken
John the Baptist
to an Aquarian Christ
that never came
or perhaps they killed
(because we always
kill our gods)
but either way
the hippies are dead
and I will burn in prayer
on this three-years-eve
before the Aquarian's vessel
is tipped upon us.
- Martin Williams
I remember the hair,
the flow of cotton,
the human scent on park grass,

with high pimpled foreheads
leaning like children
to feed me Oreos,
hair hooked behind gypsy ears
while my small fingers shaped
bird's wings from wet gray clay,
watching, smiling,
(forgetting quickly
that they were dying)
all the soft-spoken
John the Baptist
to an Aquarian Christ
that never came
or perhaps they killed
(because we always
kill our gods)
but either way
the hippies are dead
and I will burn in prayer
on this three-years-eve
before the Aquarian's vessel
is tipped upon us.
- Martin Williams
Monday, December 5, 2011
Nude Descending a Staircase
Toe after toe, a snowing flesh,
a gold of lemon, root and rind,
she shifts in sunlight down the stairs
with nothing on. Nor her mind.
We spy beneath the banister
a constant thresh of thigh on thigh;
her lips imprint the swinging air
that parts to let her parts go by.
One-woman waterfall, she wears
her slow descent like a long cape
and pausing on the final stair,
collects her motions into shape.
XJ Kennedy

she shifts in sunlight down the stairs
with nothing on. Nor her mind.
We spy beneath the banister
a constant thresh of thigh on thigh;
her lips imprint the swinging air
that parts to let her parts go by.
One-woman waterfall, she wears
her slow descent like a long cape
and pausing on the final stair,
collects her motions into shape.
XJ Kennedy
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Riff Raff Riffin'
The Riff I am posting on here really hits me deep. It describes one of my biggest fears in life. I cant think of anything more terrifying than not living. I hope this will make you think as well.
What I am truly afraid of in life is not living. Im not talking about death though, even though it can be extremely uneasy and I would be lying if I said I am not scared to die. I'm more afraid of not being able to live. Like everything in life you love, just taken away from you. For example: I absolutely love to ski, but what if one day I lost my legs? I could never ski normally again. I love music, but what if one day my hearing went away, and I could never hear again? What if one day I just woke up, and couldn't see? My eyes just... disappeared. My biggest fear in life is losing what I love the most. Family, Friends, Skiing, Driving, Dreams, Pel'menis, Adventure, Thrill, and so, so, so much more... I want to live a full life, not a boring and un-fufilled life.
On a better note, I also have a quote that I really like. Makes me think, hope it will do the same for you.
What I am truly afraid of in life is not living. Im not talking about death though, even though it can be extremely uneasy and I would be lying if I said I am not scared to die. I'm more afraid of not being able to live. Like everything in life you love, just taken away from you. For example: I absolutely love to ski, but what if one day I lost my legs? I could never ski normally again. I love music, but what if one day my hearing went away, and I could never hear again? What if one day I just woke up, and couldn't see? My eyes just... disappeared. My biggest fear in life is losing what I love the most. Family, Friends, Skiing, Driving, Dreams, Pel'menis, Adventure, Thrill, and so, so, so much more... I want to live a full life, not a boring and un-fufilled life.
On a better note, I also have a quote that I really like. Makes me think, hope it will do the same for you.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Reviews
Janking my Steez- This blog is awesome. Sending the love to the profile picture. Great posts and great name.
NATE YO- This blog has great contrast. Really liking the green letters and background. Really liked the "Remember" post about skiing. Good job "NATE YO". (Nate MAYYYYNNNEEE)
AkGirl- Hey, nice blog. Liked the head title. Colors are great and that picture your dad took in Florida is awesome. Great job.
NATE YO- This blog has great contrast. Really liking the green letters and background. Really liked the "Remember" post about skiing. Good job "NATE YO". (Nate MAYYYYNNNEEE)
AkGirl- Hey, nice blog. Liked the head title. Colors are great and that picture your dad took in Florida is awesome. Great job.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
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