And they smell like Pine-Sol

Women are like the forest; mysterious and full of wolves.


Dear everyone,

I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I just can't bear to spend my final days slowly shrivelling up and drying out. We all know the end is coming. You might say I just took a shortcut. Please remember me as I was - green, moist, gently swaying in the breeze - and not as the grotesque red thing I turned into at the end. I love you all. Don't cry for me. I'm somewhere better now (on the ground, I mean) and I look forward to meeting you all there again someday.

Goodbye,
Leif Maple

Rising Sun? Battle of the Naruto dramatic titles!

There is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun (read: sin)

This song is a classic, and today I talked to someone that thought Muse was the original artist and got pissed off when I said "I don't think Muse wrote that song". Oh now, how dare I insult their beloved "original" band. The most famous versions are by Bob Dylan, The Animals, and obviously The Muse.

I compiled a few of them here:

Muse: http://missbell.europe2blog.fr/miss_bellamy/files/house_of_the_rising_sun.mp3

The Animals: http://www.kloosterman.be/sounds/rising-sun.mp3

Dylan: http://kiv.pp.ru/house/music/bob_dylan.mp3

http://content.ytmnd.com/content/9/9/f/99f406a5583cf71d4ced0b5352a3a3e9.mp3