Comments on: I’m Back. http://www.elizaskinner.net/2006/01/20/im-back/ Tue, 06 Jan 2009 21:16:47 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.2 By: bohemianblogger http://www.elizaskinner.net/2006/01/20/im-back/#comment-962 bohemianblogger Sat, 24 Jun 2006 21:47:25 +0000 http://www.elizaskinner.net/2006/01/20/im-back/#comment-962 I love that scene too. What is it about that scene? That someone put someone elses needs before their own? That it was totally co-dependent? that it was totally unselfish? that it was... ahhh a turning point... That it was... one person helping another and there is not enough of that... that it was ... all of that... I love that scene too. What is it about that scene? That someone put someone elses needs before their own? That it was totally co-dependent? that it was totally unselfish? that it was… ahhh a turning point… That it was… one person helping another and there is not enough of that… that it was … all of that…

]]> By: Pol Pott http://www.elizaskinner.net/2006/01/20/im-back/#comment-77 Pol Pott Wed, 22 Feb 2006 05:39:22 +0000 http://www.elizaskinner.net/2006/01/20/im-back/#comment-77 When it's late at night, I open up my little brain and let the garbage out. I let it out and it floats away and then the crazy has room to wander in. 'Cause my brain's still open, see? It's like in the movies when the big spaceship opens up its big hatch and lets the space trash out. Then, while the hatch is still open, the little rebel starship sneaks in and then all hell breaks loose. So that's me and my brain. Eliza Skinner stole all of my grandmother's silver and then sold it for some cheap magic tricks. When it’s late at night, I open up my little brain and let the garbage out. I let it out and it floats away and then the crazy has room to wander in. ‘Cause my brain’s still open, see? It’s like in the movies when the big spaceship opens up its big hatch and lets the space trash out. Then, while the hatch is still open, the little rebel starship sneaks in and then all hell breaks loose.

So that’s me and my brain. Eliza Skinner stole all of my grandmother’s silver and then sold it for some cheap magic tricks.

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