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when i grow up i want to be a person who comes up with vocal warm-up exercises. "hello little pumpernickle cat." step up from do to sol (land on pump) and go back to do |
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| Sebastian Bach |
My vocal style is called bel canto, which is an old Italian vocal style going back hundreds of years. |
| Bob Dylan |
This land is your land and this land is my land, sure, but the world is run by those that never listen to music anyway. |
| George Washington Cable |
And in the afternoon they entered a land - but such a land! A land hung in mourning, darkened by gigantic cypresses, submerged; a land of reptiles, silence, shadow, decay. |
| Antonio Banderas |
Cats are very independent animals. They're very sexy, if you want. Dogs are different. They're familiar. They're obedient. You call a cat, you go, 'Cat, come here.' He doesn't come to you unless you have something in your hand that he thinks might be food. They're very free animals, and I like that. |
| William S. Burroughs |
A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering. |
| Stephen Baker |
To bathe a cat takes brute force, perseverance, courage of conviction - and a cat. The last ingredient is usually hardest to come by. |
| William S. Burroughs |
The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for nothing. |
| Michel de Montaigne |
In nine lifetimes, you'll never know as much about your cat as your cat knows about you. |
| Neil Abercrombie |
Land in Hawaii is money. What I'm talking about here is ceded land - land that belonged to the kingdom and was ceded to the republic and then to the state when we achieved statehood. |
| Antoine de Saint-Exupery |
What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it. |
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vocal warm-up: gotta get a better pepper grinder
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Hackers Stole 600 Gallons of Gas From Detroit Gas Station, Report Says
Police in Detroit are looking for two suspects who allegedly managed to hack a gas pump and steal over 600 gallons of gasoline, valued at about $1,800. From a report:
The theft took place in the middle of the day and went on for about 90 minutes, with the gas station attendant unable to thwart the hackers. The theft, reported by Fox 2 Detroit, took place at around 1pm local time on June 23 at a Marathon gas station located about 15 minutes from downtown Detroit. At least 10 cars are believed to have benefitted from the free-flowing gas pump, which still has police befuddled. Here's what is known about the supposed hack...
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definitely pumpernickle pumping
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skill would you like to master: kitten taming. pumpernickle pumping. cooking. cookie making in my mouth.
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yeah i figure i could build something on it at any time. i want to purchase land to pass down to my family. it comes from a story i heard about these chinese guys who bought some land and 100 years later they now have a hotel on it for millionaires and are making buku bucks
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I had a dream that I was looking out over my parents backyard and it was flooded. I could see them down by the river on a patch of grass that wasn't covered with water. The neighbor's yard was mostly above water, but a large portion of my parent's yard was underwater. Then I saw what looked like a huge fish near the edge of their property. It was the size of a large dog and it had eyes probably as big as my head. It looked like 2 or 3 eyes and it looked like it was mostly above water, but when it got to the land it crawled out and I could see a huge crablike body underneath. It was approaching my parents and I yelled out to them and they turned around. It froze, so I thought it was afraid of them and that they were safe. I put my coat on and went outside. I was standing far away from the water but I felt something on my back. I reached back and pulled something off of it. It was a big crab leg. Then I still felt something and I did it again. Another leg. Then I felt something biting m...
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I had a dream last night where I spent innumerable dream hours frantically searching high and low for the keys to unlock the Saw-like bomb contraptions from the bodies of several frightened friends. For whatever reason I was not strapped with one, but I was locked in the same labyrinth and oppressed by the anxiety and guilt of being the one who was free to save them but probably couldn't on time. When I stopped running and was about to give in to the guilt, I noticed that each person had their own key hooked to the back of their own devices. I was so busy and worried about leading each to their separate deliverance that I never thought to stand back and follow them.
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I had a dream I was in a car crash and I was scrunched down in my seat so I couldn't see out the window. I was afraid that I would land in water so I didn't want to spend the time to sit up in my seat and look out the window because I was afraid that it would take too much time and that if I did land in water that I wouldn't be able to react in time to open the door. It was the middle of winter and like 0 degrees outside so it was additionally scary because of that. I don't remember where I landed exactly cause I woke up.
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Not necessarily. Who is to say they have changed to be something different from what you are thinking about? Why do you think it is necessary to talk to a person for them to exist? Do you not already have an impression of this person from talking to them in the first place? Is anyone really what you think of them?
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I realizing how much the words of one person can bias the thoughts of another person. The random things that you say can affect a persons train of thought for an unknown amount of time in the future.
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