November 14, 2005

Not noted due to lamosity

The day after I started on this new blog, Instapundit takes on "doom." Shoulda been the SOTA for November 10.

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He knows us better than we know ourselves

Things may develop faster than we imagine. The aftermath of the collapse of American power in Vietnam-and how they ran and left their agents-is noteworthy. Because of that, we must be ready starting now, before events overtake us, and before we are surprised by the conspiracies of the Americans and the United Nations and their plans to fill the void behind them. We must take the initiative and impose a fait accompli upon our enemies, instead of the enemy imposing one on us, wherein our lot would be to merely resist their schemes.

RTWT (PDF)

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The End

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...f**k you

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end


Posted by blaster at 10:43 PM | Comments (0)

Todays SOTA

Seen on Drudge:

Senate Weighs Measures Urging Bush Set Limits in Iraq

Yeah, the Republican controlled Senate.

The phrase "weak sisters" comes to mind.

Posted by blaster at 10:41 PM | Comments (0)

November 09, 2005

Here's the new "feel"

We are all doomed.

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November 08, 2005

Still working the look part

Still tweaking it, hopefully it will shape up shortly.

Posted by blaster at 11:22 PM | Comments (0)

The New Overpressure.com

After a long time away from this thing, I am back, retuning the look, retuning the feel.

The new tagline is "Liveblogging the Apocalypse." Because I am feeling awfully apocalyptic these days. Hurrricanes, earthquakes, pandemics, riots in the streets....

And, today's sign of the apocalypse (SOTA):

I voted for a Libertarian today.

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