Even if you don’t buy this (dirt cheap at $3 for 17 tracks), if you like it even a little, please share it. I’m trying to finance putting together a better record of new music, but i’ll need some help to do it. Thanks!
Life is so precarious. Everything – literally, everything – hinges on making halfway smart choices. People every day lose their footing and slip under the ice and are never seen again. A good job today is no guarantee of safety, food, health, or shelter tomorrow, especially when the realization suddenly thumps you in the chest that your ninth life isn’t going to come with any second chances.
The worst thing imaginable is living a life that ends when one dies. When i die, i want to have done something important in some way, even small. I want to pass that along to somebody. Any sort of legacy, just some evidence of a brief but intentional, earnest, meaningful ride on this hurtling rock.
I guess what i’m saying is this: it’s just about impossible to reach for the stars when you’re tied to the tracks. So give yourself a little elbow room and use it well – don’t merely use it.
I’m 42 years old. I’ve paid my dues, and there is no fucking way i’m ever going to feel the need to explain myself to a member of the generation which dropped the ball the hardest. So, do i feel bad about the way that i talk? All the cursing and using some dead god’s name in vain? No. No i do not.
In a prior study on electronic cigarette (EC) refill fluids, Cinnamon Ceylon was the most cytotoxic of 36 products tested. The purpose of the current study was to determine if high cytotoxicity is a general feature of cinnamon-flavored EC refill fluids and to identify the toxicant(s) in Cinnamon Ceylon. Eight cinnamon-flavored refill fluids, which were screened using the MTT assay, varied in their cytotoxicity with most being cytotoxic.