Ok, I always thought Elliot Smith's songs are way cool in their sadness, honesty and just all around good sounds... I didn't know he was really that suicidal. Dang, Elliott . . . we'll miss you.
Steven Paul (Elliott) Smith. August 6, 1969 – October 21, 2003.

manuel ocampo, a dude whose art appeared in beck's album art . . .

Here's a scary story about the future . . . and then a joke:

Concerned about her relationship, a woman approaches her doctor
and says "Doc, I'm getting married this weekend and my fiancee
thinks I'm a virgin, is there anything you can do to help me"?

After the doctor stopped laughing, he says, "Medically, no, but
here's something you can try...on the wedding night, when you're
getting ready for bed, take an elastic band and slide it to your
upper thigh, when your husband puts it in, snap the elastic band
and tell him it's your virginity snapping."

The woman loves this idea, and knows her hubby-to-be will fall
for this. They have a beautiful wedding and retire to the
honeymoon suite. The wife gets ready for bed in the bathroom,
slips the elastic band up her leg, finishes preparing and climbs
into bed with her man.

Things begin to progress, her hubby "slips it in", she snaps the
elastic band, and the hubby asks, "what the *@#% was that?
The wife explains, "oh nothing honey, that was just my virginity
snapping".

The husband cries out, "Well snap it again, it's got my
balls!!!!"