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Well it ain't my head, that's for sure... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

The cock crows at dawn. Meet where the sheep and the antelope play. Out. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

YAAAAAYYYYY!!! And the crowd goes wild!! Way to go dude! Now where's the beer? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Um, that would be Hard Harry Hard-on. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Well, maybe technically, but 78RATS is a well-known regular here, and his rant seems to have some underlying point or something. I think we can give him a little leeway... I don't think he was talking to you or me personally. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

COLD BEER...HOT ROCK... EXPECT NO MERCY! Awww, that's a shame that it's changed so much - that's what I keep hearing. As long as the Supper Club is still there... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Oh yeah, now I remember. What a scheister. And she's still here??? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

We need to change that. Our ladies have been kicking some serious insurgent ass right along-side the men, and dying just the same as the men. (Not starting a feminist rant, just recognizing our fighting girls.) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Wha..? Holy shit, another Tiger!! War Eagle dude!! '96, International Business & German. You? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

ding....ding....ding...we have a winner!

Sound and fury, man, sound and fury. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

That's exactly what I was going to say! Lessee, I like to shout "Go Auburn!", "God Bless America!", "Go Air Force!", "Get off my ass you tailgating son of a motherless goat!!", and "Honey! Have you seen my cell phone?" you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I don't know about "should" when it comes to psych. drugs - maybe we'll never get beyond them, maybe they'll improve drastically, hopefully we'll eliminate them. I doubt we'll ever eliminate the things that cause depression in the first place. I just don't think society is structured that way. Therefore "should" is too strong a word for me... And "ahead of his time" is frankly way too complimentary for Tom's views, but I see your point. Delusional visionary maybe? Thanks for your kind words. And I hope no descendant of mine has to go through this. It ain't fun. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Well, you've already figured out everything I was going to say: Your opinion is worthless since you've never been depressed, there is NO alternative but drugs to combat depression, we know absolutely everything about our brains that there is to know, and science will make no progress to better alternatives without drugs. I know you don't know me from Eve, so I'll just let you in on something: I'm neither ignorant nor judgemental nor closed-minded enough to categorically discount everything you've said. In fact, I agree with several points, mainly that one day we will progress to better diagnostics and treatments advanced enough to counter diseases, including depression, with less and less reliance on drugs. I do feel however that for those properly diagnosed, these drugs can be the start of a permanent solution to depression. For the time being at least, these drugs are the best option for people like me. They can be a catalyst for change at a time when you might need help most yet feel powerless to take action. After wrangling with the concept that I was actually depressed, and then fighting against drugs as something to be avoided and ashamed of, I finally got a Rx. It "put the floor back under me", which helped restore enough confidence in me to actually seek therapy. (Michele, I use the same term - that's exactly what it feels like) It's going well, I feel better every day, and I'm looking forward to quitting the Rx. For now though, thank God and science I have it, and thank God I don't listen to idiots like Tom Cruise. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I saw Robin Leach in the Beverly Hills Hotel once. He looked like crap. That's my brush... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Have you ever taken an antidepressant? Have you ever been depressed - truly clinically depressed? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

suck up Ah, but do you disagree? You, your posts are OK too I guess. Especially when you reply because you liked my post... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Already was... and not for a fun reason, either. I just kept hitting snooze... Anyone else do that and then have really f-ed-up dream segments for 5 minutes at a time? I kinda like those snoozers, they're like really short David Lynch films Yeah, like I said... OK, it's about 10, I'm on coffee #2, plus a naughty chocolate chip cookie break. It's jeans day, so I'm comfy, and I'm looking forward to meeting my friend for a drinky after work. I have no meetings scheduled, and everyone seems to be in a good mood. Friday, you're starting to look pretty damn good! Demmit I wasn't invited to this adult beverage get together? Because sweetie, you don't know Elizabeth, and it's just going be the two of us catching up. We used to work together and it's been a while since we've chatted. Don't worry though, my diabolical mind is brewing up a li'l sumpthin' along the lines of another happy hour for us Houstonians... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Already was... and not for a fun reason, either. I just kept hitting snooze... Anyone else do that and then have really f-ed-up dream segments for 5 minutes at a time? I kinda like those snoozers, they're like really short David Lynch films Yeah, like I said... OK, it's about 10, I'm on coffee #2, plus a naughty chocolate chip cookie break. It's jeans day, so I'm comfy, and I'm looking forward to meeting my friend for a drinky after work. I have no meetings scheduled, and everyone seems to be in a good mood. Friday, you're starting to look pretty damn good! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Well that's it then, he's gotta go. Can't have any of that in here! Seriously, glad to hear it. I hadn't been paying attention to his posts, but if he stops to think before posting, that's a bigger and better step than a lot of people in this forum take... Except you Wendy. You're one of the precious few whose posts are always worth reading. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Already was... and not for a fun reason, either. I just kept hitting snooze... Anyone else do that and then have really f-ed-up dream segments for 5 minutes at a time? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Happy Birthday Bolas! And a very merry unbirthday to the rest of you! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

ZZZZ...ZZZZZ...ZZZZZ... Huh!? Whaa...? wha's goin' on? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I thought that was fear leads to anger leads to the dark side... ? Either way dude, it's pretty clear cut. Use the force and tell her to be a good roommate. Hide your snack food. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You want more cowbell? You got it. Tomorrow night on SNL. The reprisal. Your fever shall be cured. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?