Samantha Fox Kills Bliss Dead



When I was 11 my friends decided to drag me to a dark, dank theater of cruelty where they proceeded to scramble my brain with hours of Samantha Fox.
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Analyze this! Will it find my bliss?



Can “science” help me find my bliss? Is FaceAnalyzer the answer?

In my quest to follow my bliss (exactly what that bliss is, I don’t know), I dutifully uploaded my mug hoping the analysis would give me some kind of clue; a tip to help me discover my bliss.
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Follow your bliss.



I didn’t choose my new year’s resolution. Rather, it chose me and revealed itself in the form of Joseph Campbell.
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i used to believe



This is so cute! iusedtobelieve.com is a place where you can post, read and comment on ideas people thought were true as kids. Categories include music (think kiss this guy), body parts, etc. It’s really clean, Bill Cosby-type humour for the most part. It’s fun.

Here are a couple of examples (and one from me!):

“When my younger daughter was small she loved to sing in the car. One day she demanded we sing “The Rabbit In The Sea” It took us at least 15 minutes to figure out that she meant “My Bonny (bunny) Lies Over The Ocean.”

“I used to believe that the toilets on airplanes emptied out in the sky and would fall into cities, so I would write notes on a napkin with my name on it and flush it thinking I would get a pen pal down below. Then I would be ask my mom if I got any mail when we got home. Don’t ask….”

When I was a child I used to believe that shot glasses were little glasses my grandparents put out just for me. One time there was a shot glass on the kitchen table – filled with what I thought was gingerale. I picked it up and downed it. It was actually a shot of Crown Royal Whisky for my grandpa. That was painful!

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Elliott Smith B-Sides



elliottsmithbsides contains dozens of demos, live versions, b-sides and alternates. This is the most comprehensive audio download site I’ve found.

Note: the site goes offline periodically due to exceeding bandwidth limits – it’s a popular site. If this happens, check back at the beginning of the month.

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