Doghead's Cosmic Bar

I, for one, am very much in favor of the no pants dance.

"It's aliiiiive!"
I am alive! Go me! *does a victory dance in spiffy new pants*

That's where I was going with it as well.

That which does not change is already dead.

But that which is already dead sometimes changes anyway.

Wake me when it comes back to life.

Perish the thought.

---Unfix'd yet fix'd
Ever shall be, ever have been and are,
Sweeping the present to the infinite future,
---Eidólons, eidólons, eidólons.
<-2>—William Blake

Set 'em up, bar-keep! Make 'em big, cause I am powerfully thirsty.<-2>Bildgesmythe

Oh good! Poems! Have you all heard this one?

There's a six-foot woman
And her name is Xena
You can bet you've never
Met nobody meaner!

She wears a lot of leather
Armor made of brass
If she flips in your directon
You can bet she'll kick your ass!

'My best friend,' I call her
It's a gift I'll always know
With her I fight the baddies
And hope the peace remains aglow.

(Renee OConnor 1997)

*Taps fingers on bar*
Dogh'd... You need to get better entertainment. I was never much for poetry night. Get a karioke machine in here so we can watch drunk people sing and laugh at them when they're sober.

He should also consider some security alarms...