Archive for April, 2007

useless update

Wednesday, April 18th, 2007

So I promised my good friend Ayen I’d write so here it all goes aha.  Haven’t updated in a little while, I really was trying to write more recently.  I had some inspiration to pull from.  Anyway, don’t really know what’s going on with that, as I guess you figured out by my last poem, so trying to step back from that for a bit before I dissapoint myself even more.  Thanks to all my readers for keeping me going, I’m not sure exactly what everyone likes so much here, aha but I’ll keep it on and up and just do my thing. 

So, yea last thursday I decided to go out and take some time away from things to reflect.  I went straight from work to see Children of Men, which was absolutely an awesome movie.  I’ll get that on DVD soon as I get some extra bucks. 

Then I left there and went to one of my favorite hangouts Crowleys and had dinner and listend to several bands play at the open mic they have every thursday night.

While sitting there listening to the bands, I wrote the poem Blues man’s Blues. 

My photostream has been kicking butt.  Every time I feel like I should post here “I now have 5000 pictures” I’m already at 6000.  Each time I want to say “I have over 10000 views now” it’s already 15000.  Currently I’m at 10,848 photos and 33,147 views.  Thats a whole lot of pictures and picture viewing.  See for yourself here:

^random pictures

More pictures to come this coming week, as I’ll be going up to Washington DC to do some major sight seeing and museum touring and such.  Leaving early Friday morning and will be back sometime Sunday.  So depending on time I may not get all the pictures up until Monday or so?

Been sick this week, so havent really done a whole lot but go to work and sleep when I get home.   The past recent weeks my cat Gadita has been curling up with me in bed.  For a good time she would just get on the bed and pounce on my feet all night if I ever so slightly moved.  Of course at around 3am I’d end up kicking her off the bed.  But recently she’s been cuddling up next to me and letting me hold her like a stuffed animal as we sleep.  Her purring easily puts me to sleep.  But, I was thinking the other night as she layed right at my face that it probabally isn’t really good for me as I’m actually a little allergic to cats!  and dogs.  and some types of grass and weeds.  But all only by a very small amount.  Hope thats not what has been making me sick.

Well, hopefully that’ll satisify you for a while.  If I can think of more I’ll write later.  But tomorrow night i’ll be readying for the trip and then will be gone all weekend.  So take care and all that.  Leave me comments or email me, they’re much appreciated.

blues man blues

Friday, April 6th, 2007

come on blues man
play me some blues
drown out my thoughts
with your sad sad news
turn it on up
tell me your story
I want to hear about
your heartbroken allegory
I know it’s a sad song
even though it’s upbeat
but it’s holding back my tears
as i’m stomping my feet
so come on blues man
sing me your blues
or I’ll drown out your thoughts
with my sad sad news



Thursday, April 5th, 2007

I guess it is kinda odd to miss something you never had

failed poem

Wednesday, April 4th, 2007

i’d love to call you baby
and hold you all night maybe
even more to be my lady

damn thats so corny


Monday, April 2nd, 2007

I’m going to take my own advice and write some things here. Although not exactly sure what to say.  I’m listening to Pandora station if you’re interested in what I’m into at the moment.  Its odd to go to the grocery store, see a pretty girl, her look up and smile at me, I walk right in front of her, say a short generic greeting like “how you doing” and hearing her say “good” after I’ve already flown past her and continue walking away.  I stop for just a minute as I pretend to not know what I’m looking for and realize my mindset.  Not needing to ask her anything more, make some stupid small talk like “when it’s snowing all that bread would be gone” since I can’t talk to pretty girls.  Usually.  I lock up.  I mean she has to be just beautiful.  When I was in 7th grade I had the biggest crush on my math teacher.  I couldnt look her in the eye.  I would always pretend my eyes were hurting or itchy or something and rub them so I could hide my eyes from her.  Secretly, I would be peeking through.  She had to know.  I just knew she knew she had a schoolboy who admired her.  During our 7th grade dance, I was sitting alone by the dance floor and she came up to me from across the room, leaned down to me and asked me to dance.  I don’t even know what I said.  But that we did, and we walked out to the floor and I felt so awkward touching her.  I don’t really remember the song, but if I heard it again I probabally would.  I don’t even know what we talked about, no idea. Later, she announced she was getting married.  Close to her wedding day, I overheard her telling some of the other girls she was having a private wedding or something because there was one guy that may want to come and ruin it all.  She was afraid he was going to come and object, and sweep her away and cause a big scene.  I just knew she was referring to me.  I mean looking back, that was silly.  But then, I was so worried about it, that she thought I would do that.  Of course I didnt.  And she got married, and lived happily ever after, I guess.

Anyway, I guess my point this time is talking to pretty girls.  I say the stupidest things, but usually not at all.  And I know it shows when I do talk.  So, when a beautiful girl cornered me and wanted me to reveal my inner deep secrets to her, I just couldn’t do it.  But she knew and she knows.  But it’s getting easier as time goes on.  Hopefully, I’ll have to learn to live with it.  And now, for just a moment, I can pass by another girl and not have to worry about what I’ll do when she glances up at me because I have other things on my mind anyway.

Here’s some recent random pics