This is a mix about songs that remind me of summer.  They're not songs that will remind everyone else of summer, and they're songs that specifically remind me of summer in the first half of the 1970s - although not all of them are actually of that vintage.  Nevertheless, I hope you like them.

"The Big Read (http://www.neabigread.org) reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed."
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Strike out the books you have no intention of ever reading, or were forced to read at school and hated.
5) Reprint this list in your own LJ

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HEY JEN: Pyro/Demo.  They can make explosive fire together and then Pyro can be overcome with his lolfire lust and jump on demo and have his way with him lololol

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
(though this be his own most natural state)
The Spy sneaks off to craft his artful lies
And by his working seeks to stymie fate
Sneaks in shadows, slipping through the dark
Invisible save for a flash of blade
Swift and silent, sharp-toothed as a shark
It is for just such labour that the Spy is made
Scorns he the fight and fire of his teammates
Rather the bite of knife in someone's back
And the private joy of entering enemy gates
With skill and subtlety the others lack
For the Spy is not a man like you or me
But any man that he should choose to be.


The whirr and clanking of machines
The subtle grinding of their gears
Make a sweet soundtrack to my dreams
Music for an Engineer
Well-tuned, well-oiled symphony
An orchestra that keeps me rapt
'Til my mechanical sympathy
Informs me that it has been sapped
I wield my heavy Uhlman wrench
As my own conductor's wand
And from my workroom's well-worn bench
I compose a piece to leave you pwnd
Beeping chorus, guns' percussion
And the final movement: wrench concussion.


Smoked lenses mean eternal night
A world of shadows, shapeless, dark
But for the small blue pilot light
Which leads me onward, guiding spark
I carry my bright muse of fire
I bear the flame into the gloom
I give you that which I desire
Prometheus with mortals' doom
A gift of sweet and deadly warmth
Flames flickering and flying fleet
I bring you death without remorse
And laugh as you fall at my feet
To taste death's darkness for a while
In the dark inside my mask, I smile.


Hello there! Goodbye there! And thanks, mate!
I appreciate your standing still!
Tell you what, that was really first-rate.
Nothing like basically having the kill
Handed to you. Another line on the wall
And if this keeps up I'll have a hundred or so
Before this summer turns into fall -
Not bad, since it's August. Oh, another go?
Sure thing, mate, your head looks the size
Of a bloody house to me up here.
Boom! Headshot! Right between the eyes!
And there's your pal too - ear to ear.
Haha, this is ---- and I die.
I knew I should've watched for bloomin' spies.


SCREAMIN' EAGLES! WE DON'T FEAR DEATH, BOYS!
WE BRING IT! LET THE ENEMY CRINGE
AND COWER FROM OUR ROCKETS' NOISE
WHILE WE MARCH ON TO WIN!
VICTORY, BOYS, VICTORY!
THEY CAN KILL US BUT NOT STOP US!
MILITARY HISTORY
PROVES THAT NOBODY CAN TOP US!
WE WON THE FIRST GODDAMN WORLD WAR
AND WE WON WORLD WAR TWO
WE WON KOREA, AND WHAT'S MORE
WE'LL WIN THIS BATTLE TOO!
TAKE THAT POINT, BOYS, FIGHT 'EM WELL!
WE'LL SEE THEM ALL IN HELL!


I live my life upon two rails
I choose not where I go nor when
I can only hope BLU fails
Else death for me, success for them
"Must push little cart," they cry
And I can only clank away
"You fools, at the end of the map we die!"
Are the words I wish to say
"It's suicide, we cannot win!
I'll only blow us all sky-high
The moment that you push me in!"
I have no eyes yet I must cry
I have no mouth, I cannot fuss -
I'm just the bomb cart from Gold Rush.


Bonk bonk bonk bonk boink
Boink boink boink boink bonk
Bonk bonko boink bonk boink
Bonk boink boink boink bonk
Boink bonk boink boink boink
Boink boinko bonk bonk bonk
Bonk boink boink bonk boink
Bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk
Boink boink boink bonk boink
Bonk bonk boink bonk bonk
Bonk bonk boink boink boink
Bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk
Bonk boink need a dispenser here
Boink bonk need a dispenser here

Stolen from darkjudicator :

You know how sometimes people on your friends list post about stuff going on in their lives, and all of a sudden you think, "Wait a minute? Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER? since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you should already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.

Please copy the queries/statements below, erase the existing answers and put your own in their places, and then post the result in your journal. Please elaborate on the questions which would benefit from elaboration. One-word-answers seldom help anyone out.

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Fire is change, yet it is not changed itself.
We accept the changes in our lives.  We are steadfast.
Fire is the cleanser.  Fire purifies.
We burn the lies and leave only truth.  We burn the bad and leave only good.
Fire is destruction.  Fire is power.
We take joy in it!
Fire is warmth.  Fire is light.
We bring our warmth to others.  We brighten the world.
Bear your fire forth!
We bear it gladly!
--- The Pyro Litany, traditional

Common misconceptions about pyros:

1.  They're pyromaniacs.
Not true at all.  It's about respect for fire.  Without fire there could be no life, and yet it is deadly; as the litany said, it is change - elemental change; it either destroys or it refines, but it changes either way - and yet it is itself immutable.  Fire is contradiction and fire is power, a power that controls and yet must be controlled in turn.  A true pyromaniac burns things for pleasure; we take pleasure in the burning, but our pleasure is not the reason we burn.  In fact, an important part of the training PHIRE puts us through before we hit the field is how to control and put out fires - a lot of us become firefighters after we retire from active service.

2.  They're schizophrenics/otherwise psychotic.
I know where this started.  It's because we talk about The Pyro rather than ourselves in referencing the state we enter when we're working, and because that state consists of lighting people on fire and laughing about it.  That's part of the "We take joy in it" from the litany.  The more religious among us consider that to be a beatific state of communion with the element of fire itself; most of us are a bit more sane than that.  It's id without ego, to use Freudian terminology; it's the basic love of destruction that lurks within every single person, you included (don't lie to yourself), given free reign and a healthy outlet (yes it does count as healthy! The people we kill respawn!); it's letting go of repression and compulsion and letting ourselves enjoy the fire.  It's freeing.  It's also a huge natural high at its best, and an addictive fugue state at its worst, so the union keeps close tabs on us psychologically.  Sometimes I find myself worrying that I enjoy it too much, but then I remember Professor Montoya back at school: he always said that if you can still worry about it, you don't have anything to worry about. :V

And yes, it's terrifying to the other team, but it's supposed to be.  We play it up.

That's why we don't take off our masks in public when we're working.  We are only supposed to be seen as The Pyro, the creature of fire and laughter and destruction and power and terror.  Getting to know us better than that leads to realizing that most of us are big lovable affection dispensers, and then we lose our edge on the field!

3.  They're pyrokinetic.
Haha, I wish.  That "hadoken" trick is done with lighter fluid, and we do in fact need our throwers (we build them ourselves as our senior project before we graduate from PHIRE) to make flame.


Those are the top three; if you can think of any, or you have any questions, ask away!

Saw an article in the news today about Phar Lap and could neither stop giggling nor satisfactorily explain the giggling.

http://www.steampowered.com/pyro/?pw=presspreview

HOLY FUCKSTICK IT'S LIKE FUCKING CHRISTMAS

OH MY SHIT

LOOK AT THOSE BEAUTIFUL WEAPONS

LOOK AT THOSE BEAUTIFUL ACHIEVEMENTS

LOOK AT THE FACT THAT THEY'VE GIVEN THE PYRO A WAY TO SHOOT COMPRESSED AIR TO DEFLECT ROCKETS AND SHIT

AS A CAREER PYRO I AM FUCKING THRILLED

OH MY SHIT

IT'S FUCKING CHRISTMAS :D

jesus i never thought i'd be getting this excited over a motherfucking goddamn video game

/r/ pyro-related icon (maybe i should use one of diego's)

HAHAHA OH MY SHIT
SNIPER IS ALL
....LIKABLE!!!!

KIAH
SAM IS CANON SNIPER

HAHAHAHA

http://storefront.steampowered.com/v/index.php?area=app&AppId=5051&cc=NL

Selling my car for money to eat.  All they'll give me is $200.  And that's if we can find the title, god knows where the fuck it went.

I don't own anything else worth pawning.

No firm leads in the job search. 

And we're getting kicked out of our apartment at the end of next month.  No idea how we're going to afford not just this month's and next month's bills and next month's rent, but also all of the deposits and down payments required to move to a new place.

And with all of this happening I can pretty much guarantee I'm not going back to college, either, which I've been looking forward to for six years.

I have no idea what I'm going to do.  Everything is so hard.

Oh the blood and the treasure
And then losing it all
The time that we wasted
And the place where we fall
Will we wake in the morning
And know what it was for
Up in our bedroom
After the war?

well i got a nibble in the job search
and somebody MIGHT be calling me about making an offer on the busted jeep to help us eat this month
fingers crossed

M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: yo uknow what would be a good romance novel
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: anyway like
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: ok
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: so there's this chick
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and there's this guy
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and there's a helicopter
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: the guy is um
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: a helicopter pilot
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and the chick is
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: a dinosaur hunter
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and she is like
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: guy
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: will you fly your helicopter to dinosaur island for me
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: with me in it
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and he's like
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: well i will do it for the money but i am a prick and i think dinosaur hunters should not be chicks
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: so they are
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: not friends
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: but then like
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: a dinosaur
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: with an RPG
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: blwos the heilcopter down
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: well blows it up
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and they fall down
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: with parachutes
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and they have to live on dinosaur island
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and the guy's like well you big hot shot dinosaur hunter why don't you hunt them
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and she is all well they didn't have guns last time
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: it turns out that the idnosaurs have started a whole civilisation
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and it is all because llike some humans left some modern trash on the ground and the dinosaurs liearned about civilisations from tinfoil
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and stuff
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: in their pristine nature habitat
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: ok so there's like
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: dinosaur trains
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and things
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and the man and the woman
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: hve to go undercover as small dinosaurs
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: to make it in this dinosaur society
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and the guy learns a very important lesson about discrimination
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: because now he is being discriminated against for not really being a dinsoaur
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and he learns that he should not have discirminated against teh woman for being a chick dinosaur hunter
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and they fall in love
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and then like
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: the army comes
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and the two people are like
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: noooo
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: you can't destroy the dinosaur civilsiation
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: they are our friends
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and then the dinosaurs are like what you're not really velocirpators
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: no we are peoples and we love each other
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: awwwwwwwwwwwww
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and the dinosaurs are now friendly
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: andt he army goes home
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: and everyone is happy
M l'Honourable Owl O. de l'Owlet: the end

Hey kiah
with the help of a friend i finally tracked down an mp3 of that rupert hines song
the sniper, yeah?
the one you suggested for the mix i might make?
awesome
actually ended up torrenting his entire discography in an attempt to find it only to discover that the "entire discography" didn't have that song, so she had to buy it on itunes and send it to me (i was like nooooo don't pay for music for me ffffffff but she was like no biggie i have a freebie and i was like sigh fine) what the crap is that
but hey now i have like
rupert hines' entire discography
so yeah

Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: man i suck at playing shortstop
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: it's a tough position
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: shortstop's stupid shootygun takes forever to rebullet
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: rebullet?
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: rebullet???
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: yeah because he has to like
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: pump the stick
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: to make it rebullet
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: the scattergun doesn't have bullets
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: it has shells
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: ....of all the stupid things i'm saying
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: you chose that one
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i lolled
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: I love your words Owl
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: call
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i hear a lot of people complain about the fireman's lighter
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and they say they run out of petrol for it
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: but i never run out of petrol for my lighter
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: v(._.)v
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: me the problem is that the lighter, you know, you have to be right next to the thing
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and i have my mousewheel to make the switchy
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: but i always end up overwheeling
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and instead of getting the boomstick
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i get the hatchet
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and the hatchet doesn't help when you're trying to shoot a colored man who is farther away than your lighter :C
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: those fucking colored men blow me up all the time
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: um
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: you sound like Abe Simpson
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: with their fucking katamaris
Fredrick says, "ебать!": I think it's hilarious that the fireman's hatchet can take out an oblivious enemy faster than the flamethrower
Fredrick says, "ебать!": THEY ARE NOT KATAMARIS
Fredrick says, "ебать!": THEY ARE BUMBLE-BALLS
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: oh right
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: What the fuck are you playing Owl?
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: sorry :3c i get my words mixed up sometimes
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: but yeah the fireman's hatchet you can hit somebody two times and boom
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: if you get a Super Good Hit with your hatchet you can kil lthem right away sometimes
Fredrick says, "ебать!": ..what's the name for the burce?
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: does the lighter ever have Super Good Hits?
Fredrick says, "ебать!": YEs.
Fredrick says, "ебать!": Long ones.
Fredrick says, "ебать!": If you're ever standing with a Food Box and playing as the fireman, using the lighter constantly, sometimes you'll hear the electricity going "fsschshcshshdhhhschwa" for about 2.5 seconds straight
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: crocodile dundee pisses me off
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: because you die and then you see crocodile dundee and he's like all the way over on the other side of the world
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: what the fuck
Fredrick says, "ебать!": waving at you
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\: i'm lost
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i played as crocodile dundee once in a two people game with wol
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and i never used my telescope gun
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i just used the quickshooty
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: because you can rebullet it really fast
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and i like that
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: teh telescope gun puts dots on things too and then she saw it
Fredrick says, "ебать!": I don't like the telescopegun having the nut-movement rebullet mechanism
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: so i just used the quickshooty
Lord Anubis/=TFZ=\ left chat.
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: oh yeah that's the other problem with the telescope gun, the rebullet every single time and it takes forever :C
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: hahaha anubis isn't very bright is he
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: if he couldn't follow this
Fredrick says, "ебать!": (((we're faggots)))
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i've never done standing-up-close fighting with crocodile dundee
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: so i don't know if his steak knife is any good
Fredrick says, "ебать!": His steak knife is VERY good
Fredrick says, "ебать!": one crit will take out a sneakyman at full life
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: is a crit a Super Good Hit?
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: yeah
Fredrick says, "ебать!": Yeah
Fredrick says, "ебать!": (((Dammit)))
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: oh ok
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: do you ever play as the rocket man?
Fredrick says, "ебать!": PACKED HIS BAGS
Fredrick says, "ебать!": PREFLIGHT
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: No I suck as Shatner
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i don't like playing as the rocket man because he walks really slow
Fredrick says, "ебать!": NEONATAL HOUSEFLY
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: XD
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: call
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i forget what his second weapon is
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: he has the rocket gun and he has the diggy stick
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: fat boy has fisticuffs
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and a tank gun
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: wol usually plays as a construction worker
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: she's a pretty good construction worker because she knows good places to put robot guns
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: but you have to put your lunchbox down first
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and she forgets to do that
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i have to say that even though i like the sneakythief a lot
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i don't play him very well
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i have never ever managed to put the little boombox on a robot gun
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: even when i go indivisibles :C
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i don't htink going indivisibles works on robot guns
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i think they still see you
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: Me too
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: those robot guns and there seeing eyes
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: but if you are only playing with two people and the other person is a construction worker you can't pretend to be in their club
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: they're
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: they'll know that you're not them!
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: so what do you do to make the robot gun go away?
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i am a terrible sneakythief :C
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: but it is fun to poke people in their behinds
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and sneakythief does that a lot <:3c
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: he has a leathermans
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: for poking people
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: XD
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i think the sneakyman should be able to like
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: throw a blanket on top of a robot gun
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: to make its seeing eye not work
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: also i think it's funny that the nazi and the fat boy are boyfriends
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: nazi is what wol plays when she gets tired of being a construction worker
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: Oh man. I know
Ensign Spazz B. Spazzbot IV: Don't they know you can get cooties!
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: i always play fireman so she goes nazi and she follows me around
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and she gives me healings
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: with her band-aid gun
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and then we go indestructibles
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: and i get lost :C
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: everything goes shiny blue when you're indestructibles
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: it's confusing
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: ALSO I HATE NAZI'S DART GUN
Owl O. de l'Owlet, Lord Blaney: those darts fucking fall down :C