Pariah

Never give up. Never surrender.

You have to feel bad for Carl Palmer. He's lost three bandmates (Keith Emerson and Greg Lake from ELP, John Wetton from Asia) in less than a year.

"Tomorrow the World" by Asia https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4eorA233sc RIP John Wetton

Under where?

Cancer played lacrosse in high school. His jersey number was "billions and billions".

My crystal ball tells me that 24 hours from now, I'll be saying, "Well, that was a colossal waste of time."

"Today is a good day to review your life insurance policy coverage. The best day, in fact."

Bra

Are we talking about Stravinsky and Cage now?

Look at me coyote Don't let a little road dust put you off You can't judge a book Well you know that stuff There's a tear in my upholstery And a hole in my shoe But don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do You can't catch me coyote Though there may be blood on the tracks There may be some bridges burning Behind our backs But I got my laundry on the backseat And an itinerary too And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Now I'm a speck on your horizon Getting smaller fast An ambush wouldn't be surprising I hope it's better than your last Once again the roadrunner Leaves the coyote in the dirt You've got another plan of action But we all know it ain't never gonna work It must be hard having dog dreams That never come true And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do

Are you suggesting that the loss of twenty-nine men aboard the Edmund Fitzgerald go musically unlamented?

"Today you will feel like corn. Just not like having any."

Midnight Not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory She is smiling alone In the lamplight The withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Memory, all alone in the moonlight I can dream of the old days Life was beautiful then I remember the time I knew what happiness was Let the memory live again Every street lamp seems to beat A fatalistic warning Someone mutters and the street lamp sputters And soon it will be morning Daylight I must wait for the sunrise I must think of a new life And I mustn't give in When the dawn comes Tonight will be a memory, too And a new day will begin Burnt out ends of smoky days The stale court smell of morning A street lamp dies Another night is over Another day is dawning Touch me It's so easy to leave me All alone with the memory Of my days in the sun If you'll touch me You'll understand what happiness is Look, a new day has begun

Volleyball

Measure twice, cut once.

"Leave the gun. Take the cannoli."

When asked to pick a number between one and ten, aylwin13 always says, "Pi".

Fleet

Hot glass looks exactly the same as cold glass.

Secret

Their collectors aren't nearly as ruthless, either.

Snape

Poop. Again.

"Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing" as performed by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir and Orchestra at Temple Square

...once.