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Jun. 16th, 2005 @ 03:33 pm
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David's Bar Mitzvah will be playing this Saturday at The Tavern on mainstreet SRQ. The show is from ten pm till 2 am. I believe that we start around midnight. no cover. before that around 7 part of DBM is playing an acoustic set at the Olympia Theatre in palmetto
Wednsday we will be playing at Club Octave. more details when i learn them.
Also, if you know of or are in a band, we need more people to play the saturday night shows at the tavern |
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Apr. 22nd, 2005 @ 12:53 am
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They were particularly disconcerted by the figures in Nogroski's third paragraph, which begins "How do otters survive? Here are some facts about that."
"He didn't even say how they survive," Glass said. "He was just like, 'Otters are about one to 1.2 meters long. Otters' whiskers are about three inches long.'"
"I know!" Swain said. "It's like, 'Hey Mike, how do sea otters survive?' 'Dur. I'm Mike. Sea otters survive by being one meter long.'"
"Hey Mike," LaMott added. "What do sea otters eat? 'Dur, I'm Mike. Sea otters have whiskers that are three inches long. Also, I don't bathe and my jacket is acid-washed.'" |
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Apr. 14th, 2005 @ 06:40 am
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Apr. 4th, 2005 @ 12:38 am
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"Man, thats good. Your can write that one down and put a dash with my name underneath. Thats all i want to be. A dash." -Mitch HedbergCurrent Mood:  frustrated Current Music: silence
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Mar. 27th, 2005 @ 09:38 pm
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hey, someone has to show me how to upload. do i need to dump images to another site? I have a bunch of cool pics from our last show
Current Mood: sober Current Music: led zeppelin
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to anyone in mrs bryans class
FRANCISCO For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold, And I am sick at heart.
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BERNARDO Say, What, is Horatio there? HORATIO A piece of him.
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HAMLET [Aside] A little more than kin, and less than kind.
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QUEEN GERTRUDE Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity. HAMLET Ay, madam, it is common.
HAMLET these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play: But I have that within which passeth show; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
HAMLET O, that this too solid flesh would melt
Frailty, thy name is women!
My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules
She married. O, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
HAMLET Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
Scene 3
LORD POLONIUS Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stay'd for. There; my blessing with thee! And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are of a most select and generous chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all: to thine ownself be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. Farewell: my blessing season this in thee!
Scene 4
HAMLET Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do?
MARCELLUS Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. HORATIO Heaven will direct it.
Scene 5
HAMLET And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
HAMLET The time is out of joint
Act 2
LORD POLONIUS Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlasses and with assays of bias, By indirections find directions out: So by my former lecture and advice, Shall you my son. You have me, have you not?
Scene 2
QUEEN GERTRUDE More matter, with less art.
HAMLET For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion,--Have you a daughter?
HAMLET What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
HAMLET I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw.
HAMLET Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
O, vengeance!
Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell
3.1
KING CLAUDIUS It shall be so: Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.
3.2 HAMLET Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
HAMLET To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee
QUEEN GERTRUDE The lady protests too much, methinks.
HAMLET Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, yet you cannot play upon me.
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KING CLAUDIUS Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent;
HAMLET Now might I do it pat, now he is praying; And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven; And so am I revenged. That would be scann'd: A villain kills my father; and for that, I, his sole son, do this same villain send To heaven.
KING CLAUDIUS My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
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HAMLET This was your husband. Look you now, what follows: Here is your husband; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment Would step from this to this?
QUEEN GERTRUDE O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.
HAMLET There's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows, Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd,
O, 'tis most sweet, When in one line two crafts directly meet.
4.2
HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing—
4.4 HAMLET How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge!
HAMLET O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!
KING CLAUDIUS O’ This is the poison of deep grief; it springs All from her father's death. O Gertrude, Gertrude, ”When sorrows come, they come not single spies But in battalions.” First, her father slain: Next, your son gone; and he most violent author Of his own just remove: the people muddied, Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers, For good Polonius' death; and we have done but greenly, In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia Divided from herself and her fair judgment, Without the which we are pictures, or mere beasts: Last, and as much containing as all these, Her brother is in secret come from France; Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds, And wants not buzzers to infect his ear With pestilent speeches of his father's death; Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd, Will nothing stick our person to arraign In ear and ear. O my dear Gertrude, this, Like to a murdering-piece, in many places Gives me superfluous death.
LAERTES How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with: To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil!
LARETES Nature is fine in love, and where 'tis fine, It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves.
5.1
First Clown Is she to be buried in Christian burial that wilfully seeks her own salvation?
Second Clown I tell thee she is: and therefore make her grave straight: the crowner hath sat on her, and finds it Christian burial.
HAMLET To what base uses we may return, Horatio!
QUEEN GERTRUDE Sweets to the sweet: farewell! I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife; I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave.
HAMLET I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?
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HAMLET Why, man, they did make love to this employment; They are not near my conscience; their defeat Does by their own insinuation grow: 'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes Between the pass and fell incensed points Of mighty opposites.
HORATIO Why, what a king is this!
HAMLET To know a man well, were to know himself.
HAMLET Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow
The readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
LAERTES Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric; I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
HAMLET The rest is silence.
Mar. 22nd, 2005 @ 03:14 pm
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"You ain't rich, you've just got money" saul williams
Mar. 19th, 2005 @ 10:20 am
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