I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two

Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.

If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.

Oh-a oh

They took the credit for your second symphony.

Rewritten by machine and new technology,

and now I understand the problems you can see.

Oh-a oh

I met your children

Oh-a oh

What did you tell them?

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Pictures came and broke your heart.

Oh-a-a-a oh

And now we meet in an abandoned studio.

We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.

And you remember the jingles used to go.

Oh-a oh

You were the first one.

Oh-a oh

You were the last one.

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far

Oh-a-aho oh,

Oh-a-aho oh

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.

Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VTR.

You are a radio star.

You are a radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Start your own business.

Damn and I thought I might have been obsessed. Does this make me a pervert, if I think she's hot?

My how they grow up.

Curry

It took me a while but I found it again. Stinky Meat

Come on baby, "Lets get it on!"

Now I know why that couch was broke!

Do you miss your Childhood? I miss the transformers

Funny named Molecules I think my favorite is Cummingtonite.

I need a pillow!

I'm going to bring my camera in tomorrow and take a few pics. All undercover of course so stay tuned. Can you tell I'm so excited.

So here I am at my new work enviroment. I have an awesome cubicle now. Aren't you so jealous? This network is so fast. It even makes my road runner look like a Hunk-A Junk. I am like the first one online here too, I'm so excited! Not really, I'll be here till 8 AM by myself, while the movers and network people scurry about making sure everthing works. But seriously now. This new complex makes the other building look like shit. The bathrooms are immaculate. It has wide open floor spaces, and a snack room that would make 7-11 jealous. I'm lovin it.

Electrosex

Caffeine Central.....I never knew..

A most interesting site maintained by Zannah.

I think I want a stand-up bass.... just to lure Ken over here and pick his brain about musical things...I am at loss for so much. Why don't I have talent? I was reading a bio of Charles Mingus... He was really a cool guy I guess...I was said by him "All my talent playing the bass is because of years of practice, but my composing skills were a gift from god". I believe most people are not like me....As I am completely talentless... I mean..Look at my webpage as compared to others. I couldn't tell you shit about Java, while thousands of others could.

So I underestimated playing the drums. It's hard to go fast. I can't even figure out how to get my foot organized with my right arm. Then the left arm won't go...so why is my right arm stopping when I tell the left arm to hit the snare? Should my foot want to take off with the right arm? And why do both arms get confused about orders I gave the left leg? I'm sure this is a minor set back right? I mean it is my body, and I can control it. It just takes practice. Did I mention I wore the logo right off my sticks within the first 2 hours? I think if I keep practicing about 5 hours a day, I'll have something down in about a month or two.....maybe hopefully...Did I mention I bought a trumpet?

Buck will fuck you up...but seriously...fuck buck

I am so sick of hearing "Did you know Al gore invented the internet?". Lets get a few things straight. He never said that! And I'd like to explain to you what exactly happened, and how this thing came into being.First things first though....Research...

Click here and you'll see a history of the internet.

So you've just learned alot? Now you understand where the internet has grown from... Okay on with the rolling stone interview... or part of it.

What did you actually have to do with the creation of the Internet?

In my first term in Congress - I was elected in 1976 - I began a series of meetings, under the rubric of a group called the Congressional Clearinghouse on the Future, between interested members of Congress and computer scientists, geneticists, futurists and others. It became apparent that the juice was in the information revolution. Computer-processing power was doubling every year and a half, but the transmission lines for information were still based on twisted copper. The number of bits per second was static, and it wasn't increasing; meanwhile, processing power was expanding geometrically, logarithmically, explosively.

That had particular significance for me, because, when I was ten, my father, who was the author of the Interstate Highway bill, often took me to the meetings of his committee that designed the interstate-highway system. And he often explained why it was such a major project for him. Our family used to drive back and forth, six or seven times a year, between Carthage, Tennessee, and Washington, D.C., on two-lane roads. I remember going from Carthage to Nashville at nighttime, on old Highway 70, and seeing a long line of red taillights stretching out for miles and miles and miles.

Years later, that analogy jumped out at me. Just as the proliferation of cars and trucks after World War II made the two-lane roads obsolete, the proliferation of personal computers and the growth of processing power - in the wake of the Apollo program - made the old two-lane information pathways obsolete. At least, prospectively obsolete. And in short order.

Did you imagine back then that there'd one day be a consumer use for the Internet?

Oh, yes. And I began evangelizing the idea of an information superhighway. There were a lot of others who did the work, who came up with the discoveries. And I never said I invented the Internet. But where the congressional role was concerned, I did take the lead. And I went beyond having hearings - I introduced legislation. I pushed big increases in the funding for research into how to expand the capacity of fiber-optic cable, how to develop supercomputers that were more powerful, how to develop the right switches and algorithms to handle the information flow. I went to talk with people who had the early networks - like DARPAnet, which was a tiny little Defense Department network on which the first e-messaging - they didn't have the term e-mail yet - was taking place.

I wrote a piece of legislation to establish something called NREN: the National Research Education Network. The idea behind it was to create large supercomputing centers, which didn't exist then - research centers that had leading-edge computer capacity - and then to link them with high-volume data links as a demonstration project to show what could happen.

In doing this, I went back and studied Congress' role in the development of the telegraph. Do you know the story of Samuel Morse? He was a portrait painter, and he was painting a portrait in the White House of President Franklin Pierce. And his wife, back in Virginia - later to be West Virginia - fell ill and, over a two-week period, died. The word did not get to him, because it had to come by horseback. Had he known, he would have been by his wife's side. He was consumed with guilt, as well as grief, and he thought, as an artist, "What could I do to make sure that nobody else feels this pain that I feel?" And he invented the telegraph. Anyway, the government's role was to build this demonstration line between Washington and Baltimore.

The NREN was a demonstration of what could be done. I always felt that once the capacity was demonstrated, it would grow out from the backbone, as other people wanted it. I also introduced the Super Computer Network Study Act, which created the laboratory where Marc Andreeson developed the first graphic Web browser. Most people didn't see the sense in this, because they had no experience with what the transmission of computerized data meant. I met with the last chairman of AT&T before it was dismantled - a guy named Charles Brown - and I tried to sell him on the idea of a project to vastly expand the information networks to handle this new computing. Mr. Brown had zero interest in this. More to the point, he had negative interest.

.....So as you can see he didn't invent the internet, but has been a supporter since the beginning. I hope this clears a few things up.

I set up this awesome Java script to redirect you from the crappy geocities site, to my new fresh fortunecity site....thinking of you readers..Paul

I have moved to a new site that actually works...but if your here your reading this...so you already know...

Did I mention....you should go out and buy Minor Threat - Complete discography. just because it is some really fast intellectual shit. I suggest drinking and listening...it tends to slow down alot of the things I seemed to miss the first hundred times or so. I thank you Ken...(Ken introduced me to Punk music and Minor threat) I owe you...

English is an awesome thing... It's supposedly one of the hardest languages to learn, and I totally believe them. I learn new things about it everyday. I love expressing myself.....I think the great "Hurricane" said that writing was a weapon.. I'm not sure, something like that, but you know what...If using other weapons is this damn exciting or at least refreshing and spiritual than bring on the guns.

Selling out got me this really nice car, did I mention that?

"It's quite normal to realize that, on many days, a career is a job rather than a heart-pounding adventure." Well fuck that, I want to live life to the fullest. I want it all, and I want it right fucking now! I have become sort of a corporate slave to things. I mean I go to work, and I don't have many friends left. I have a car payment and all those things I swear I'd never do, I've done. I've sold out as everyone does. Everyone is a wide concept I suppose. I mean it does mean everyone right?! So why shouldn't I be able to have a ob that inspires me? Why should I be stuck in the same ole same ole? I am going to buy a few things tomorrow... A bike to ride....I wanna go fast, plus I've noticed I've gained a few pounds on my abs since this selling out phase, and I do have the pinellas trail directly behind my house. Why not put it to use? And my other purchase will be a drum set, so watch the fuck out Bob! Not that I am any good at drumming, but I need to release some agravation....This world pisses me off..I expect my drumming to be alot like a minor threat song...Really fucking fast. I always liked to ride my bike as a young youth, so maybe I can catch some of that antiadulthood and swallow it down.

As if anyone can read this. My website is kinda screwed up right now. It's not my fault I don't think, geocities has just the crappiest support staff. Get your shit together guys... I mean come on. Do I have to come down there and flex some expertise?

Todat I must wish a farewell to the Bottle Rocket. It was sold bright and early this morning for $1200. I will remember all the fun times we had. I remember all the places we went, and the things we saw. I wish you the best of luck in your future. Goddbye...and fare the well.

This weeks music pick.... Charles Mingus - Haitian Fight Song

Last night was the last night for the boys at 3700 38th Ave. N. The house is now vacant. A whole era that streched through the 90's till yesterday is gone. It was on it's last legs anyway, but now it is gone. We did it out with it's due respects. We had a fire, and drank beer. We burned books like Nazi's. It was a good ole time. Goodbye old house at 3700. We shall miss you and the times we had.

The car is mine!

My new car....if all goes well at the bank!

I added a few new pics to my section. What can I say, I got bored at 4 a.m. and wanted to show someone my freshly shaved head. I like it, I don't care if you do or not, but I do! So what am I supposed to do about a new car? Do I get payments and byte the bullet or, do I search for a person with another piece of shit. I would like a new car, but I'll take what I can get. I don't care anymore to tell the truth. If my truck ran well. then I'd drive it. I fear it's something expensive. I've been drinking. Can you tell?