With fame, power, and influence, one can change the color and background of their blog.

With a government grant, I could - dare I say it - rule the world.

But for now, we will simply enjoy the words of wisdom from the music band, "Solitary Experiments."

"What have I done, whether I lost or won,
Not the slightest notion where I belong.
All these feelings inside, whether wrong or right,
I did it with devotion."

Solitary Experiments - Cause & Effect - Sense Of Belonging

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PS: I know that this more belongs on my "Seven's Revolutionary Music Station" blog, but I'm still trying to determine what makes that blog "revolutionary."

Rmember folks, with millions of advertisments, people claiming to hear God, and endless torrents of e-mails, there's another source of messages! But these are more relavent to life, and your enjoyment thereof.

Nature. That's right, Nature is here to tell you things. That guy who played Mark Trail on the radio? He's the voice of Mother Nature. But even without him, you too can find these messages not only inside your home, but outside your home. At work, at play, at policital conventions, these messages are everywhere. Let's review some of them, shall we?

Bees and hornets are Nature's way of saying: "Look but don't touch."

Snakes are Nature's way of saying: "I thought it would be funny to make something without arms or legs."

Mudslides are Nature's way of saying: "Stop mowing my trees down and thinking you can get away with it."

Acid rain is Nature's way of saying: "No, I don't want your burnt dinosaur juice, they were doing just fine in the ground."

Insanity is Nature's way of saying: "You're boring. Let's spruce you up a little bit."

Earthquakes are Nature's way of saying: "I don't wanna hear another one of those 'crack kills' jokes again."

Platypuses are Nature's way of saying: "I had to come up with SOMETHING! I was on a deadline!"

Humans are Nature's way of saying: "I wanted to see how far a monkey could delude itself into believing that it is no longer a monkey."

A hippo sodomizing a movie producer is Nature's way of saying: "I'm getting really tired of prequels, sequels, and movie-remakes."

Oingo Boingo - Dark At The End Of The Dunnel - Right To Know

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I just would like to apologize to everyone who e-mailed me in the past week: I am really horrible with my e-mail. When I got to my e-mail, I had 55 unread messages. And I'm fairly certain that wasn't over the course of a 5 day week. Please accept my sincere apologies - those who finally got a response today. 7

I apparently write the best blogs about an hour after I wake up. So here goes.

Just once, I'd like to see a football or baseball player get busted for wearing INFLATABLE MUSCLE GROUPS. Since the drug issue is going around, players will have to resort to attracting fans by ONLY *APPEARING* TO BE THE BIGGEST PLAYER ON THE TEAM.

My head hair is on the rapid recess. This means one of three things: 1) my hair is making room for my brand new horns, 2) genetics conquers Monoxodil, 3) my hair is being polite and concessive and is giving me more room to install an Etch-A-Sketch(r) directly into my forehead so that future generations of "Sevens" can play with two little knobs in my forehead that will create endless hours of amusement for single-digit-age children. I just won't be able to shake my head for any reason.

I have a tiny stone skull sitting under my monitor, staring back at me.

My vision for the extreme future (50-100 Years from now): Fashion, technology, and health care will have advanced and coagulated into such a concoction (second definition), that we will be wearing masks that not only act as our avatars (what our sub-conscious wants us to look like), but will also be our computers - therefore allowing us to surf the Internet (or whatever it will be in the future), e-mail, listen to music, and watch videos, all the while being transported around in our totally computer-controlled solar cars.

We will be wearing a bio-harness that will effectively quadruple our lifespan by having nanites and a health-monitoring computer monitor our every biological function, and make sure that everything goes according to plan.

We will never need to walk again, because of a subtle blend of chemicals and diet plans will allow us to maintain a muscular physique even while sedentiary. Because as everyone knows - it's so time consuming to go about and EXERCISE.

Advertising will become so reviled, it will become a crime. Replacing drive-by-shootings (because the law-enforcement agencies will have some input as to your car's programming) will be drive-by-advertisings. Laser beams carrying the desired messages will be able to blast into your electronic mask/computer, and you will have the effective future equivalent of a pop-up ad. This will be especially hated, as porn will have evolved unto such levels that with a bio-harness and a mask/computer screen, you may as well be having sex. And then, suddenly, on her backside - Whirlpool(r) Brand Food Replicators...Uses 50% Less Base Matter than other Food Replicators.

Oh, and Harrison Ford will come back and become the Blade Runner again.

Siouxsie And The Banshees - Juju - Voodoo Dolly

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This is something I have to post. My brother and I IM frequently, and of course, we have different names in different areas of communication. Because there are people watching. And listening. We've created a maze of confusion so that we can get across our secret messages. For example, this was one of our conversations as of May 5-6, 2005 (the names are in parenthesis because I've changed them for your understanding):

11:53:27 PM (seven): Really Thick Eyebrows.
11:53:36 PM (six): Ear hair.
11:53:42 PM (seven): Out of control Nose Hair.
11:53:55 PM (six): Mullet.
11:54:01 PM (seven): Mohawk.
11:54:11 PM (six): Surfer dude.
11:54:13 PM (seven): Reverse Idiot with a Half Gainer.
11:54:36 PM (six): 270 indie with flipkick.
11:54:56 PM (seven): 90 Degree flop with window tinting.
11:55:12 PM (six): Spinners with a monster engine.
11:55:22 PM (seven): Remember the Alamo with a Slice of Lemon.
11:55:59 PM (six): Don't forget Vietnam with an orange peel.
11:56:11 PM (seven): Godzilla with a hint of Norman Rockwell.
11:56:55 PM (six): Gamura with a touch of Eminem.
11:57:09 PM (seven): Half Man, Half Biscuit.
11:57:34 PM (six): Half squid, half cheetah.
11:57:51 PM (seven): Half Gay, Half Republican.
11:58:06 PM (six): LoL, he'd kill himself ^_^
11:58:10 PM (seven): yup.
11:58:32 PM (six): Half democratic, half oil owner.
11:58:40 PM (seven): A burning soul....
11:58:52 PM (six): A firey death.....
11:59:00 PM (seven): Half flames, Half Eggplant.
11:59:13 PM (six): Half freon, half banana.
11:59:30 PM (seven): Half Titanium, Half Cucumber.
11:59:48 PM (seven): Half Mac, Half PC.
11:59:50 PM (six): Half sulfur, half binder.
12:00:12 AM (seven): Half Pencil, Half Water.
12:00:13 AM (six): Half Rio, half iPod.
12:00:34 AM (six): Half LCD, Half CPU
12:00:47 AM (seven): Half Jello Biafra, Half Richard Nixon.
12:00:54 AM (six): LoL
12:00:58 AM (six): This is silly.
12:01:11 AM (seven): Yes, yes it is. And it is all PART OF MY PLAN!!!

Out in the hidden corners of the Internet...you'll never know what is going on, nor what is being said. It is in these dark corners where DARKER messages lie in wait for those with who dare venture where the light is non-existent.

Regenerator - Disease - Don't Fear The Reaper (Love This Song)

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