Sunday, July 31, 2005

Help you out.

Check out my friend's site. He's got good financial advice for you.

Friday, July 29, 2005

Sharks mad?

So the "Jaws" special edition DVD was released June 14.

Florida had shark attacks on
June 25th, June 27th and June 28th .

Texas had one
July 14th.

There is just one question on all my minds: Coincidence?

Why was I gone?

I had some stuff and some things that happened to me. Specifically, it was some general things and stuff. I’ll try to be here for you more. Or is it be here more for you. Either way, ya know it?


Subliminal message of the day:


Thursday, July 21, 2005

The Ballad of Detroit Louie

The Ballad of Detroit Louie
(Shayne Seymour and Scott Parry, © 2003, 2005)
Hear the mp3 at

Asleep at the bar
Propped up on his stool
Like a sentinel guarding
The dreams of a fool
I fed the juke box,
Then I asked for the chalk.
He awoke to the Saint
"On a Sunday morning sidewalk."

He said, "My name is Louie
Detroit Louie. Can I buy you a beer?
I've lived in Salida for about
Six lonely years.
I've hiked the Rainbow
And the Colorado Trails
But since my brother left
My life's been a living hell."

Detroit Louie I hear you talking
But what the hell are you trying to say
Don't you know that the harder you look for love
The farther you drive it away
You ain't going to find freedom
Out there throwing away the past
The pain is going to hang on to you as long
As you hang on to that glass.

He kept singing "Desperado"
Saying it's not too late.
I ought to let somebody love me
Life's too short to wait.
He lit another Lucky Strike
And it fell to the floor
I asked the bar for another round
He said Louie can't have no more

"I've got ten drinks down;
I've got six balls up
Yeah, we're well on our way.
If this stick's just half as bent as me, man
Then I'm going to be OK.
Boys, my time is running out
And my bottle's running dry."
He's just trying to finda familiar place too hide.

He came from Detroit
With just his dog by his side.
He's giving away all of his memories
As he waits here to die.
Head hanging low while cradling a beer.
Louie when will you ever learn
That it is life that you fear.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

NHL is back

Although I never really cared the NHL was gone, I am glad it's back.

I was a huge hockey fan. I just figured if the money was more important than the game to the owners and players, then why should I care about it. Besides, I had the
Ft. Worth Brahmas. That's hockey I can afford.

I will probably hate the new rules. It is sad the sport has to reduce itself to appear to those with no attention span. If money weren't so important, the player could tell the ADD'd masses to just stay home and stare at their TVs. To me the new rules will be the equivalent of removing wrecks from NASCAR.

I wish we could just say, “If you don’t want to take the time to learn the rules and strategies of hockey the way it is—if you’re just here to see goals and fights, then buy an Xbox. “

It was a beautiful sport. Graceful, strategic, violent, fast. Now we have to have shootouts so FOX viewers don’t get bored and switch over to wrestling.

I guess I’m just glad it will be back. Now, Dallas. Let’s get Modano signed.

My Blog has really going down the toilet lately…


Wednesday, July 13, 2005


Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in. Out of some strange curiosity, I clicked on the Adsense add for the “Urination device women.” A company called Urinelle.

You’ve got to check out that Ad. I promise this is for your benefit and not just to earn myself checks. Click the link. Enter the site of your language. Then check out the “About Urinelle” and the “How to Use.”

It is not what I would call the funniest thing I’ve ever seen, but it is worthy of consideration.

Wow. I can't seem to stop writing about urinals. I wish I had discovered urinals a long time ago...

Nothing Is not as good as Urinals

So, I added Adsense to my blog thinking it will help me be not so poor any more. The ads are based on text from the page.

Most of my posts are about nothing. I love nothing. Nothing is my favorite thing. It’s also all I have in the way of blog topics, so I often write about nothing.

In the history of “I’ve Come to Save the World from Me,” there have been two posts on the topic of Urinals. What ads are displayed?

  • Buy Female Urinals
  • Urinals-Falcon Water Free
  • Male Urinal
  • Urination device women.

Is that what my blog is about? Urinals? I guess so. Are there no sites in wide, wide world of web dedicated to nothing?

How many people are going to surfing to buy urinals for women? I don’t even want those weirdoes on my blog.

Either way, I beg you all to go urinal shopping online, so I can get some checks.

Admit it. You’ve always wanted one, haven’t you? Wouldn't a new urinal look nice in your garage?

More Nothing

I’ve still got nothing. Not only that, I’m in too much pain to type. Carpe Tunnel or something, I guess. I call it, My Arm and Shoulder Really Hurt.

Either way, there will be no post today, and that’s all I have to say about that.

Except this: What’s that?

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

The Lion, the Witch and the Urinal

I guess somebody moved a sign from the men’s room door to the urinal instead of making a new sign for the urinal. Said sign on said urinal said reads:

Closed For Service
Do Not

I don’t think of “entering” urinals so much as just “using” them. There are a plethora of jokes flowing from this urinal.

I’ll leave them to you, dear reader..

Monday, July 11, 2005

Jump Shark?

See how stupid my posts are without my file. Have I jumped the shark? Maybe I jumped the shark by starting a blog.

Why wouldn’t I jump the shark? I love jumping and I love shark.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Now is not the time for later.

I’m running low on blog topics. If it is not already, it will soon be VERY apparent. Speaking of apparent, will I ever learn how to spell apparent? I mean, what’s it all about? Really.

The most fascinating aspect of this post is that I’m still not sure where I’m going with it.

On second thought, I just decided on the direction of this post!!
I’m going to end it right here

Thursday, July 07, 2005

The Long and Short of it All

Some of my co-workers attended an “E-mail Writing Course.” Fascinated by a title that seemed nothing less than a complete waste of time, I asked about it.

Although, in and of itself, asking about it was not a waste of time; listening to the description probably drained enough life force to shorten my life span by two years. 45 minutes for two years is not a good trade. Mark that in your little book of life’s lessons. Page 13.

According to this class, people just don’t have time to read e-mails. That is probably because they spend too much time scanning for viruses, filtering through spam and typing passwords, but who am I to judge? The instructor taught that we should shorten our e-mails to give our corporate managers and officers summaries of the necessary facts and not bog them with details.

This is something I’ve always encouraged my coworkers attempt. Not really to save the managers time. More because the mangers really don’t know enough to understand the details, so why bother typing them.

This lead to a discussion of some e-mail messages composed that day. Where they too short? Just right? Did it depend on the recipient? As the conversation progressed, I longed more and more for a quick death.

We did come to the conclusion that the instructor of the “E-mail Writing Course” should take a “Course Course,” In this Course Course,” I will explain that employees doing all the work don’t have time to sit in a course all day learning (essentially) how to talk down to corporate officers at a level they can comprehend. I will teach that we should shorten our classes to give employees more time to not be in pointless classes.

I, of course, am NOT talking about the management where I work. I’m just going by what friends say about where they work. The people I work for a real good smart!

Wednesday, July 06, 2005


(by Shayne Seymour)
mp3 at

Heaven is in every word you say.
Heaven is in the way you sway.
I can not look away from you, and I am blinded when you glow.
The only light in my world is your halo.

I feel the burning in your eyes.
I taste the bitter in your cries.
I blew out the sun to watch you glow,
Enchanted by light of your halo.

There's glory in the senses that you thrill,
And glory in the sadness of the kill.
It burns when I'm this close to you, and it's so cold when you go.
The only light in my world is your halo.

Desire is burning a hole deep inside of me.
I'm soaring in your sky and drowning in your sea.
I singe my heart and sear my soul as your flames lick my wings.
I surrender to your charms and the blues that you sing.

(Shayne Seymour, © 2003 and 2005)

Friday, July 01, 2005

Also that George guy..

I’d also like to be the fist to congratulate George Washington on becoming the President of the United States. I predict that he and his friend Abraham Lincoln will bring integrity and honesty to that position that will be carried forth by all the leaders of the United States of America.

On a related note, I would like to be the first to congratulate said United States of America on winning her freedom from the evil British Empire. I doubt we’ll ever have good relations with England, but that’s ok. America has shown the world how fighting for, and winning your own independence helps you truly understand freedom. I’m sure other countries will follow her example in the future and perhaps even before the future