I have become addicted to the Grouphug.us site. The annonimity that the internet provides is perfect for confessing the things you wouldn't otherwise dare say. I've been cruising it now for the last couple of weeks, you can just pull up some random confessions and get a cross section of genuine human anguish, disgustingly lewd acts of incest or beastiality, or some goofy thing that someone just needs to get off of teir chest. Although I'm sure alot of it is fabricated there is something aboutit that makes me want to believe. As if reading about the lives of those more fucked up than me is going to make me feel better.....Ok, so maybe it does and maybe some of it just gives me a rise but thats humanity baby. We like other peoples pain, and we're into the taboo. Although it's really cutting into the amount of work I get done in a day....shit, my boss is coming!

Toto - -Africa This has got to be one of the most underrated songs in the history of the world. Sure, it's subject matter is foolish, a love song to a world the members of the band probably don't know, but from a postcard. And maybe the synth-driven sound is kind of dated. Well maybe not so much these days, but definetly would have sounded dated 3 years ago. The fact is this song is lushly arranged, it comes at you in waves of ecstacy that just do not end. Every aspect of the sound has a soft edge, and any hard ones have been fitted with foam or rubber corners, to smooth transition. Not to mention that anyone who can fit both "Kilamanjaro" and "Sarenghetti" in one line is some sort of god among wordsmiths. Yes it's campy, and yes it's supremely 80s, but damn if it doesn't almost bring a tear to my eye. Best listened to while driving by yourself.

Panic stricken, dash for the door. I didn't even know I could move that fast but he did. Unfortunately he also knew that his own speed trumped mine. So once again I'm staring into the face of a killer. His lips pull back in a maniacal grin which stops me dead in my tracks. As he moves toward me my brain sends a signal to my legs run, now!, I override it, knowing full well that he'd beat me again. Closer now, his footsteps seem so loud, like his shoes are cast iron. I used to call this creature my brother and not just in title. Now the mere sight of him sends me into a fear fueled frenzy.

What feels like an eternity has only been going on for approaching ten minutes. I'm out of control, sweating to the point my shoes let loose a slosh at every step. I know he has the advantage. He holds it so proudly in front of him. The problem is, he knows it too. His hands clutch it so tightly, his eyes never blink and his teeth are always showing.

More hyena than human, he lunges at me, laughing all the while. My heart goes silent and for a moment I fear I may already be dead but I shake the feeling and leap backwards. Colliding hard with something behind me I fall to the floor. Within seconds he is upon me, his hands come at me. Not normally a fear but I fear what he holds in them. Smiling that smile he hurls his open fist, his advantge, my worst fear rockets from his palm and I am paralysed with fear. I feel an unwelcome tickle on my cheek and lash at my face wildly cursing his name with every vile expletive I can conjure. In a second it is over.

As the fear subsides, and the danger diminishes I stand. A new found rage enters my entire being and the room seems red in my eyes. The grin on his face has turned completely to a blank stare as I tower over him. My chest pulsates so hard, I know I am alive and in this instant I want revenge. I grab him by the collar and push him against the far wall. Huffing and puffing I struggle a few words.

"I'll teach you to put a spider on my you little shit!", I scream with a terrible vengeance.

"Mom!!", comes the reply, wry and triumphant. He kicks me in the shin as hard as he can and runs back outside. No doubt to find more ammunition against me. Little brothers man! What are ya gonna do?

-The Coz