Retired Ravers

I think it's quite funny that Ravers retire. Not that they stop going to raves, but that it's called 'retiring'. Like it was a job or something, a governmental post that had to be filled.

I know all about it.

I, too, am a retired Raver.

People don't say, "I'm a retired Punk." or "I was Emo, but I retired."

But Ravers, Ravers retire.

I salute retired ravers everywhere and their many hours of dedicated service to the music, the vibe and the dancing, oh my, the hours and hours of dancing!

Sincerely,
Jeremy J. Parker
(1997-2002 R.R.)

We are the Philosopher Kings.

Every and is a , each on their own specific and peculiar .

We are the Philosopher Kings.

The LJ Bar!

I found this back in my archives and thought I'd give it another run...

If LJ Were a Bar by Karen_Walker
Username
Bartender	aq777
Bouncer	conuly
Dancing Badly	heruraha
Playing Pool	sclerotic_rings
Playing Darts	amaranth608
Singing Karaoke	smoking_bubbles
Got in with a Fake ID	italianpip
Guy with a Mullet	sanchess
Too Drunk to Stand	nonexsistent
Hitting on Everyone	redwitchesbrew
Hot Chick	malice_bd
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A blurb births a poem.

I have caught the beginning of the Universe in my hand,
A vision, darshana, of the End - perhaps?

That sly 'oh why' that you cry all the time, it is mine.

Miscellaneous blurbs on the cellar door,
pointing me far, painting the floor.

Reciting lines of justice and froth,
God's golden ashes wiped up with a cloth.

Portraits of rain,
The ticking clock.
An air-hammer and song,
dispensing the flock.

Pass us the wine,
Our tentative time,
Has arrived.

(C)2005 JJP