Famous Last Words

Down through history, when people are at their deathbed or facing the gallows chamber, they have been given a chance to say their last words on this earth. Most are not worth spending time to even try and figure what they meant. Some are noteworthy and have made their way into books, pamphlets, and, lo and behold, the World Wide Web. I have here today a few for my loyal readers to look upon

Stuffing my briefcase between my legs in order to grab my keys: Moi: See - makes a great thighmaster! J: Mine’s a little heavier, and he’s made in Mexico. J: Whoops. Did I say that out loud?

Letra (Lyric): Famous Last Words My Chemical Romance Composição: Gerard Way Now I know that I can’t make you stay But where’s your heart? (2x) But where’s your… And I know there’s nothing I can say To change that part (2x) To change… So many bright lights that cast a shadow But can I speak Well, is it hard understanding? I’m incomplete A life that’s so demanding I get so weak A love that’s so demanding I can’t speak CHORUS I am not afraid to keep on living I am not afraid to walk this world alone Honey, if you stay, you’ll be forgiven Nothing you can say could stop me going home Can you see my eyes are shining bright? ‘Cause I’m out here on the other side Of a jet black hotel mirror And I’m so weak Is it hard understanding? I’m incomplete A love that’s so demanding I get weak CHORUS (2x) These bright lights are always blinded to me (2x) I said I see you lying next to me with words

With a little help from the power of hindsight, Clay Hensley's pre-game resolution to challenge Barry Bonds, rather than pitch around him, takes on a new aura of tragic fate:“I'm going to pitch to him,” Hensley said. “I'm not going to lay one over the middle of the plate. But I'm going to pitch to him.”Ah, the bittersweet stench of destiny. Brings to mind General Custer's famous "I'm going to make a last stand" speech.Hensley and other Padres pitchers admit they have considered what it would be like to be forever known as the pitcher who gave up a historic home run to Bonds. “I just don't want to be that guy,” Hensley said. “I'd rather (be known) for something else. I've thought about it, but I'm not going to worry about it.”Maybe you should have thought about it a little more. The thought process could have gone something like this:"I'm pretty bad at pitching; Bonds is really good at hitting. I don't want to be known for the rest of my days as the guy who

Another one of my theories has hit me this morning, I’ve just realized that almost anyone can be funny by uttering famous last words. To prove my point, allow me to get things rolling and then see what you can come up with: Let’s drop our weapons and talk. Come outside and say that, Tyson. I can do that with my eyes closed. Let’s split up. We can search faster that way! I’ll be back before you know it. I’ve seen this done on TV See what I mean ? Give it a shot !

I've always been fascinated with the "Famous Last Word's" phenomenon. In my estimation there are two varieties when it comes to famous last words (FLW). The first variety are death related. These are the things that are said harmlessly, but eventually end up being the last thing ever uttered by said person. Check these examples out:"I think I can make that jump.""These oysters aren't bad for you.""Give me that gun, it's not loaded.""Hey butthead, Bring it On!""Trust me, this bungee cord is the perfect length."There is another variety of FLW's, and they are the kind that makes you wish you had never said anything. They go something like this:"That IKEA furniture shouldn't take me more than an hour to build.""Hi honey, did you shower today?""Who cares if we lost the instructions? I don't need them.""This used car is really priced cheap!"Throughout my day, I often hear things that people say in meetings and out in public; and I think... that sounds like a FLW. From time to tim

What were those last words? Something about rain and a good night for sleeping? Ha! I was up aaallll niiight looong with the rain keeping baby awake but wanting to nurse back to sleep. This side, roll around, fall asleep, kick me and fuss, that side, fall asleep, roll around and kick me, this side...Aaaallll niiiight. I found myself sitting up and thinking that stupid U2 song, "I'm wiiide awaaake, I'm wide awa-hay-hay-ke, I'm wide awaaaake, I'm not sleeeping." Kali's glowy stars are still in what has become our room and they shine at me. Then baby wants to nurse again.I choose to nurse in spite of nights like this one. It's that important. I'm not actually looking for sympathy, but offering my experience in order to support other nursing families and educate those who may need some perspective. Baby D's now asleep in my arms, K is doing schoolwork at her new desk, B is tootling around in his room. All is well. Except we have the Odyssey gang coming over later today...I find the