Given To Fly

late breakfast

02.27.04 (12:11 pm)   [edit]
This morning I slept until 10. I know it was 10 because that is what Stacey told me it was when I asked her what time it was when she woke me this morning. No biggie though...I needed to get up anyway.
So I am the type of person who has to eat breakfast in the morning. No matter what time, I have to have something. Today, I woke at 10.....to late for breakfast??? Nope, not for me.......IHOP serves breakfast all day!!!
I had the worse service ever, however, possibly the yummiest meal I have had there for a while.....
Stuffed french toast (strawberries version), scrambled eggs, two strips of bacon, hashbrowns, water, and coffee (decaf) to late for leaded.
Damned good!
Now I am at the library writing, and searching for a washer and dryer. I found a set I think. Good deal!
Anyway, I had a grand couple of days with my mom....shes the coolest. I drove her around a lot, to Wal-Marts galore, malls galore, and candle stores galore. She loves all of those places. I will never admit it to her, but I love taking her to those places.
I took her to the Cheesecake Factory, for some slices of the cheesecake....she had the carrot cake cheesecake, I had the raspberry chocolate truffle......YUMMY!
Observation at the IHOP today.....
There was a man, probably in his late teens that came in today with his family. I noticed when they were walking to the table that he was being led by who I thought was his sister by the hand. They sat at the table, and at the same time my food came, so I dove in. I looked up, over at the table, and I saw the young man, with the menu reading it right up against his nose. You see, the guy had a terrible vision handicap.
I observed this man, and noticed that he had a high school class ring on. I thought to myself, what a strong brave young man, I am sure that he got so much shit from idiot kids while in school that it made it so hard for him to work on school work, let alone, listen to their endless crap. I saw many people get torn apart in my high school, from obese people to people who didn't look what some consider "normal".
I felt inspired by the man, as I come up on my new job, I am a bit scared, thinking that I might be a little rusty. Then I thought to myself.....I will learn, where there is a will, there most certainly is a way. I don't feel scared anymore, thanks to the stranger that I saw at the IHOP today.
Today's song of the day.......and I am not making this up, I listened to U2 today, and Love is Blindness stuck out as I was driving to IHOP.....strange huh?

Love is Blindness....

Love is blindness
I don't want to see
Won't you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my heart
Love is blindness


In a parked car
In a crowded street
You see your love
Made complete
Thread is ripping
The knot is slipping
Love is blindness


Love is clockworks
And cold steel
Fingers too numb to feel
Squeeze the handle
Blow out the candle
Love is blindness


Love is blindness
I don't want to see
Won't you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my love
Blindness


A little death
Without mourning
No call
And no warning
Baby...a dangerous idea
That almost makes sense


Love is drowning
In a deep well
All the secrets
And no one to tell
Take the money
Honey
Blindness


Love is blindness
I don't want to see
Won't you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my love
Blindness

Wal-Mart observation part 2......

02.25.04 (2:33 pm)   [edit]
I think that there should be a test to be a checker at a Wal-Mart. A test where the person has to be able to identify an acorn squash from a spagetti squash. Today my mom and I stood while Lu (who has a lovely tattoo of a rose on the side of her neck), the checker looked through her list of vegetable codes to find out how much to charge this lady for her acorn squash. IT TOOK 5 MINUTES!!!! 5 MINUTES, the whole time the lady who was buying said that it was .89. Well guess how much it rang up as after Lu punched in her magic code......yup......89...you guessed right!
Lu should have taken the test.
By the way, this brings another question to mind, WHO IN THE HELL EATS ACORN SQUASH!? I have never, spagetti squash, yup.....acorn nope. Blah.......acorn squash.
Song for the day......Spaceboy by the Smashing Pumpkins, to stick with the theme of gourd type vegetables. I love this song, it is off the Siamese Dream CD....a classic.

Spaceboy

Feel it
Break your bones
Mr. jones

Taste me
As I bleed
Taste my need

And spaceboy I've missed you
Spinning round my head
And any way you choose me
You'll break instead

Watch me
Death defy
Defile my life

I don't need
I don't care
Please

I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
'cause when a lover aches
That's when a lover breaks
I want to go home
I want to go home

And spaceboy they'll kill me
Before I'm dead and gone
And any way you choose me
It won't be wrong
And anyway you choose me
We won't belong

We won't belong
We won't belong
We won't belong
We won't belong
We won't belong

New Journey

02.20.04 (11:35 am)   [edit]
And so a new jouney begins......I got let off from my employer yesterday, which was expected, and is just fine with me. I start my new job March 1st, so I have a week off....it will be great to kinda have some time off before I get back to work.
I will start working for a GIS solutions company, and I am ever so excited. That is what I went to school for, and I can't wait to get back into it. Things feel so much better now, I feel like a HUGE burden has been lifted, and I am now free.
Free in so many ways, on of which to to voice my true opinion on my old job. I loved the people I worked with, absolutely loved them all. My favorite was Vannessa. We flew together once on a business trip, it was her first time flying, and she was a blast. I will miss her (MA) ever so much.
Mary S. I could never call her by just her first name, always her first and last. Just one of those people, I have many first and last name people in my life. I have total respect for her, as she always came in, did her job, and never complained.
Tina, I didn't know her very well, but I really enjoyed working with her as well.
Amber, shorty....I'll miss lunches with ya.
Carrie, have fun at lunch! I won't be around anymore to give you any more shit.....maybe it will be the best for us.
I will miss all of the clients that I worked with in the back room.
I will miss working with Mic, now we will be friends, not friends and co-workers. I think that this will be for the best. I wish him a lot of success at his new job, he will be great.
Linsey....we have been through a lot you and I. Where do I even begin? We learned a great deal from each other, good and bad. I do think that it was all for the best, all that we have learned. I have watched you develop socially over time, and really, I wish you nothing but the absolute best. "Hey wait a minute!!!!" You are a very bright person, and soon you will realize that you aren't yet using your full potential.
To all that I met while working there, I will never forget,
Aaron, Kim B, Kim P, Joel, MJ, Stacy, Deloris, Danny J, and last but certainly not least, Jackie. She was a great beacon of sunshine, I still miss her.
I will miss working with my hunny Stacey, yeah, we met at work......all though we didn't really work together, we saw each other quite a bit. I will miss that. I will miss the lunch converstations that we all had. They were the best!
However, I am still ever so excited to move on, to challenge myself.
What have I gotten out of my past job? Careerwise, almost nothing, but I have collected a lot of memories, and gained a lot of good friends.
Song of the Day Parting Ways by Pearl Jam off the Binueral CD.

Behind her eyes there's curtains and they've been closed to hide the flames. Remains.
She know their futures burning but she can smile just the same. Same.
And though her mood is fine today there's a fear they'll soon be parting ways.

Standing like a statue. A chin of stone a heart of clay. Hey.
And thought he's too big a man to say there's a fear they'll soon be parting ways.

Drifting away. Drifting away. Drifting away. Away. Away.
Drifting away. Drifting away. Drifting away. Away. Away.

Who would win??????

02.19.04 (8:13 am)   [edit]
In a fight between......Moby and Beck. I will have to go with Beck on this one, he would bust out one of his crazy white-boy break dancing moves and it would be all over.

Howard Dean and Mike Ditka....
Ditka 100, Dean -2.

Howard Dean and Jesse Jackson.......
one word.....eeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhhhhh!!!! I am the Dean-anator!

Howard Dean vs. Howard the Duck.....
Howard the Duck!!!! I mean really that only required 10 seconds of thought.

Mike Tyson vs. Mike Tyson......neither....Robin Givens, trick question.

The Transformers vs. the Gobots
hmm......a little more thought involved here, but I am going to have to go with the Gobots. They are the white trash version of the Transformers. They don't mess around! If you look closely, you can see a confederate flag sticker in their rear window. Not only do they have lasers and missles at thier disposal, but they also have shotgun racks just loaded with shotguns. I mean hey you never know when you can do a little road hunting right? Yup..the Gobots.....the rednecks always have more weapons.

Big Bird vs. Snuffleupicus.....
Big Bird, easy....Snuffles is to damned stoned to even move. However, I think that Oscar the Grouch could take them all....even Super Grover.

Song of the Day....
just a random one today.......The Ship Song by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. Pearl Jam has covered this song a few times in concert, and I love their version, and I love Nick's version just as much.

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around

We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything comes tumbling down

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Your face has fallen sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around

Beaten and Pushed Around......

02.18.04 (12:56 pm)   [edit]
Yep....I'm tired. I'm tired of being pushed around, told what to do, never acknowledged for doing something good, and being put down because I am feeling up. Sick and tired, from every place that it is coming from. Seems that I can't really do anything right. All I do is wrong.

Song of the Day Call Me a Dog by Temple of the Dog, CD is Temple of the Dog.

Call Me a Dog.

You call me a dog well that's fair enough
'Cause it ain't no use to pretend
You're wrong
When you call me out I can't hide anymore
I have no disguise you can't see through

Well you say it's bad luck
To have fallen for me
Well what can I say to make it good for you
You wore me out like an old winter coat
Trying to be safe from the cold

But when it's my time to throw
The next stone
I'll call you beautiful if I call at all

You tell me I'm low 'cause I've slept on the floor
And out in the woods with the badgers & wolves
You threw me out 'cause I went digging for gold
And I came home with a handful of coal

But when it's my time to throw the next stone
I'll call you beautiful if I call at all
And when it's my time to call your bluff
I'll call you beautiful or leave it alone
You call me a dog
Well that's fair enough
It doesn't bother me as long as you know
Bad luck will follow you
If you keep me on a leash and
You drag me along

Quizno Subs

02.18.04 (6:13 am)   [edit]
Am I the only one who thinks that the new commercials that they have out right now are damned funny? The ones with that singing pork chop looking thing? I don't care who you are that's funny.

Metallica Sucks........

02.17.04 (1:57 pm)   [edit]
Just thought I would let you know........
Older stuff is ok. But for the most part they are horribly over rated.
Why????
I'll tell you.....the drummer, who is one of the co-founders of Craptallica, Lars......should have stuck with tennis....yep, that's right tennis. Him and Fred Durst are the most egotistical people in rock today. Lars wanted to be in a rock band, not because he liked music, but because he wanted to be a rock star. Hey, I would love to be a rock star too......but, if my heart isn't totally into the music, then I will not try. However, I do love music, there for I think that I would make for a pretty good rock star...now all I need to do is find me some talent!
Craptallica is going to be coming to my city in a few months along with Godsmack, which....I have seen in concert and it was awesome! However, with Craptalica coming to town, you would think that Jesus Christ himself was going to be in concert here. Godsmack however, they are great! I would go to thier show just to hear Sully talk with his thick Boston accent.....love it...makes me homesick.
Also, another reason why Pooptalica is craptastic.......my favorite member, Jason Newstead the basist left. I thought he was awesome, tough guy.
Another reason.......James looked like the cowardly lion when he had long hair....if he only had the courage......
put 'em up, put 'em up!!!!!!!!!!
Do I like them as people....nope.....therefore, do I like their music....nope. It's just the way I am, rather snobby of me, probably....but do I care? Probably not.
They are poopariffic!

36 Hours???????!

02.17.04 (11:41 am)   [edit]
I saw a commercial the other day on the tv about erectile disfunction (ED). It was a drug advertisement that said that it could give you an erection for up to 36 hours. I am just flat out frightened by this statement for a couple of reasons. One, I was always told that when a guy had one for over 2-3 hours you should consult your doctor. I personally believe this to be a myth of sorts, all guys can relate to high school! That was hell!
Two, what man wants a 36 hour hard on? Wouldn't that make for great difficulty when peeing? It stings! Besides......we would all be pissing in our faces for 36 hours!!!!
Also, this drug, isn't it catered towards old men, who are most of the time dirty old men......I can't think of a worse thing to happen than a dirty minded old man walking around with a 36 hour wood. I'm thinking that this just it's right. This isn't algebra, two negatives do not make a positive!
ED commercials have to stop! You can't have semi-contaversial commercials airing during the Superbowl about drugs and terrorism, but you can most certainly air twenty ED commercials with Mike Ditka talking about flaccid things.....I guess Iron Mike isn't so iron anymore.
Song of the Day......Hooker with a Penis by Tool.

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a
Dope Beastie t, nipple rings,
New tattoos that claimed that he
Was OGT,
back From '92,
on the first EP.

And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.

Well now I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,

Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever even heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar

Shut up and

Buy my new record
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy.

Blueberry Pancakes

02.16.04 (11:31 am)   [edit]
So, here are two other observations that I made this weekend.

1. Nebraskans love breakfast at Village Inn! If you have never eaten a breakfast at a Village Inn you must do so! I suggest the double blueberry pancakes!!! Good lord, those are unreal!!! Two words....REAL BLUEBERRIES!! Not any of that blueberry compote crap! However, they got a little bit carried away with the whipped cream....they lathered it all over my bacon. Luckily I am a person that thinks that it is all going to the same place anyway, so no big whoop!
Also for you people that are on the Adkins diet they have a heart attack in the waiting menu just for you! Superduper meals where all you eat is red meat and various other forms of protien just waiting to clog your arteries.....but hey, at least you will be skinny right?

Also, the omelets there look really good as well, that is what Stacey had, with some hashbrowns that looked really yummy too.

There were twins that worked at the Village Inn that we went to....at first I just thought that our waitress, who was one of them, was just really fast, but Stacey soon pointed out that there were twins. I wanted to ask our waitress if she and her sister every pulled a fast one on her boyfriend by talking her sister into going out on a date with him, or something shady like that. Stacey talked me out of it. I was really, really close to asking her though!!!! Man I wanted to.

2. Like I mentioned in my earlier blog, we wanted to see 50 First Dates yesterday, well the plan was to see it in Omaha....well, I don't think that Omaha has any damned movie theaters!!!! We drove all over the place looking for a movie theater and couldn't find one......what we did find however was three Village Inns, the first ever Nebraska Furniture Mart, millions of office buildings, five Runzas.......which if you have never had one....you need one....those are the best fast food item you can ever get, the Cornhusker Car Wash, Cornhusker Auto Repair, Cornhusker Insurance, Mutual of Omaha Insurance, The Cornhusker Chinese Restaurant, and the Omaha Henry Dorley Zoo....which may be one of the best zoos in the USA!!! They have a desert dome, a rain forest dome, and an under water tunnel thingy......so you can look at the underside of fishy things.
BUT NO MOVIE THEATERS anywhere!!!! What gives Omaha? About Schmidt was shot in your town, where did you see it? Did you wait for it to come out on video?

I have been voted off the island....

02.13.04 (12:24 pm)   [edit]
I will explain that later.....remind me, because I have A LOT to say. I really do! Thoughts about work, bosses, and shit hole jobs......coming to a blog near you.

In the meantime....I am not going to let grade school minds, couple with drop out mentalities get the better of me. Bitterness is such a waste of time!
I have such a big weekend to look forward to, Valentines Day! Again I will talk more in detail about that at a later time. Because I don't want to give it away to Stacey who might be reading this. Let's just say that it has nothing to do with taking a weekend vacation...........HA!

Let's see what else can I write about? I think I actually better stop right now to tell you the truth....before I go to far, there is a time and place for that subject, and it isn't now or here.

On that note, song of the day....I really want to go with Ty Cobb by Soundgarden off the Down On the Upside. But instead I will go with another Soundgarden song, Slaves and Bulldozers, off the Badmotorfinger CD. Great CD to listen to when you have a little steam to blow off......

Slaves and Bulldozers

Every word I said is what I mean
Every word I said is what I mean
Everything I gave is what I need
Virgin eyes and dirty looks
On what I have and why I took
Counting all the hands I shook


Now I know why you've been shaking
Now I know why you've been shaking
So bleed your heart out
There’s no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what’s in it for me


Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've shown is what I feel
Buying lies and stealing jokes
And laughing every time I choke
Biding all the time you took


Now I know why you've been taken
Now I know why you've been taken
So bleed your heart out
There's no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what is in it for me

The path that I have taken....revised

02.12.04 (7:52 am)   [edit]
I once had a job, where I built a computerized mapping system for a government agency, this mapping system is called a GIS. It provided me with the challenge that I needed to keep me going. Funny how people approach work, some go for money, some go for challenge, so go just because it is a way of life, and to pay the bills. I go not only to do that (the later), but it isn't priority to me. I need that challenge to keep me going, and to keep me sharp, the mind is a terrible thing to waste....for those who are old enough to remember those commercials.
Anyway, after building the GIS, I felt as if my job was complete. That I had done all I could do, when really, I could have done a lot more. Then another opportunity came up where I had an opportunity to do the same thing. So I took the opportunity....I was given a story on how I basically had unlimited sources, and how I could hire anyone I needed, and that I could buy anything that I needed. So one of the very first things I did was write a proposal....price to build it was high, but I figured that hopefully in the long run they would see that it had a great potential to make some serious money! Well, I think that it failed, because all I heard about it was that the money was high, and that it was well written. Time passed, I wrote another, same result. In the mean time, people were hired here to help build the GIS with me, and they saw, much before I did, that it wasn't going to happen. I was still putting up a fight, I saw the potential in what GIS could do, but I became increasingly frusterated by the lack of positive responce.
I couldn't take it any more.....one of the people that I brought in to help me went postal because of the frustration, and the other just kinda hung in there with me.
Soon after my friend went postal, I began to kind of look around, looking for an opportunity to get out, to use my education, my passion, to challenge myself and to use GIS. I had many opportunities, many people responded, but one opportunity in particular stood out, and that is the one that I accepted about two weeks ago.
I am excited for the opportunity to start a new job, and challenge. I miss waking up thinking that I am about to learn something new today. I miss thinking that there is so much more out there to offer in the job force than a stale, dead end job.
I am very excited. My last day at my current job is the 27th of this month....I start my new job March 1st. It is nothing personal to anyone that I work with here. I tried to get it to work, I tried to do what I was hired to do. But the vision just wasn't shared. It happens. I have accepted it, and am ready to move on. I liked the people that I met and worked with here so much, I hope that they can understand that this is, and never will be a part of my life (personally) in which I regret.
Good luck to all.......I honestly and sincerely wish nothing but the absolute best for you, and I hope that you can find it in yourself to do so for me.

Song of the Day, I blew the dust off my Pearl Jam No Code CD the other day....I listened to Red Mosquito this morning. This has nothing to do with blood suckers.....

Red Mosquito.....

Giant one, might he find

Watched from the window
Little red mosquito
I was not allowed to leave the room
I saw the sun go down and now it's comin' up
Somewhere in the time between

I was bitten
Must have been the devil
He was just payin' me a little visit
Oh, reminding me of his presence
Lettin' me know he's waiting

Red man's your neighbor
Call it behavior
And while you're climbing up slippery hills
Two steps ahead of you, punctures in your neck
Hoverin' just above your bed (2X)

I was bitten
Must have been the devil
He was just payin' me a little visit
Oh, reminding me of his presence
Lettin' me know he's waiting
He's waitin'... Hopin'... Yeah

If I had known then, what I know now (4X)

Perhaps a more appropriate song would have been All Apologies....by Nirvana...

WHAT ELSE SHOULD I BE?
ALL APOLOGIES
WHAT ELSE SHOULD I SAY?
EVERYONE IS GAY
WHAT ELSE SHOULD I WRITE?
I DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT
WHAT ELSE SHOULD I BE?
ALL APOLOGIES

IN THE SUN
IN THE SUN I FEEL AS ONE
IN THE SUN
IN THE SUN
I'M MARRIED BURRIED

I WISH I WAS LIKE YOU
EASILY AMUSED
FIND MY NEST OF SALT
EVERYTHING IS MY FAULT
I'LL TAKE ALL THE BLAME
AQUA SEAFOAM SHAME
SUNBURN WITH FREEZEBURN
CHOKING ON THE ASHES OF HER ENEMIES

IN THE SUN
IN THE SUN I FEEL AS ONE
IN THE SUN
IN THE SUN
I'M MARRIED BURRIED
I'M MARRIED BURRIED

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH

ALL IN ALL IS ALL WE ARE (13X)

Dear Reader,

02.11.04 (12:55 pm)   [edit]
So here it is, the song of the day.....much anticipation had on your end I am sure! However, if you care to read, please read the entry before this one, feel free to leave a comment, as they are always read, and given consideration, even if I agree or not.

Anyway, the song of the day, I'll Take the Rain by REM. Lyrics are simply beautiful in ths song......

the rain came down
the rain came down
the rain came down on me.

the wind blew strong
the summer song
fades to memory

I knew you when
I loved you then
the summer's young and helpless.

you laid me bare
you marked me there
the promises we made.

I used to think
as birds take wing
they sing through life so why can't we?
you cling to this
you claim your best
if this is what you're offering
I'll take the rain
I'll take the rain
I'll take the rain.

the nighttime creases
summer schemes
and stretches out to stay.
the sun shines down
you came around
you love easy days.

but now the sun,
the winter's come.
I wanted just to say
that if I hold
I'd hope you'd fold
open up inside, inside of me.

I used to think
as birds take wing
they sing through life so why can't we?
you cling to this
you claim your best
If this is what you're offering
I'll take the rain
I'll take the rain
I'll take the rain.

this winter song
I'll sing along
I've searched its still refrain
I'll walk alone
I've given this, take wing
celebrate the rain.

I used to think
as birds take wing
they sing through life so why can't we?
you cling to this
you claim your best
If this is what you're offering
I'll take the rain
I'll take the rain
I'll take the rain.

Views on religion

02.11.04 (8:28 am)   [edit]
We realize that life is ugly, painful, sorrowful; we want some kind of theory, some kind of speculation or satisfaction, some kind of doctrine, which will explain all this, and so we are caught in explanation, in words, in theories, and gradually, beliefs become deeply rooted and unshakable because behind those beliefs, behind those dogmas, there is the constant fear of the unknown. But we never look at that fear; we turn away from it. The stronger the beliefs, the stronger the dogmas. And when we examine these beliefs—the Christian, the Hindu, the Buddhist—we find that they divide people. Each dogma, each belief has a series of rituals, a series of compulsions which bind man and separate man. So, we start with an inquiry to find out what is true, what the significance is of this misery, this struggle, this pain; and we are soon caught up in beliefs, in rituals, in theories.

Belief is corruption because, behind belief and morality lurks the mind, the self the self growing big, powerful and strong. We consider belief in God, the belief in something, as religion. We consider that to believe is to be religious. You understand? If you do not believe, you will be considered an atheist, you will be condemned by society. One society will condemn those who believe in God, and another society will condemn those who do not. They are both the same. So, religion becomes a matter of belief—and belief acts and has a corresponding influence on the mind; the mind then can never be free. But it is only in freedom that you can find out what is true, what is God, not through any belief, because your very belief projects what you think ought to be God, what you think ought to be true.

I think that it is a shame that if a person is asked if they believe in God, and their reply is that they believe in a supreme being, which may or may not mean God. They are looked down upon as if they aren't even human, mostly by people of a religion who do believe in God. Someone who is actually supposed to be non-judgemental.
I am of the mindset that if a person believes in something, even if it isn't quite what I believe in, I will hear them out, and try to gain understanding from them. My purpose is not to form judgement, or figure out a way on how to save them, as a believer in God, but to hear another point of view. People are truely amazing when it comes to points of view or opinion.

Yeah, I believe in God, I am a Christian, however, there are things that I believe in that follow doctrine, and there are things that I don't. Just my personal view. I own a Bible, and have read it. I have also read other doctrine as well. I have formed a mixed bag of my own personal view of religion, somewhat joining many teachings and words together. I don't think that just because a person is not involved with one denomination or another, that they are going to hell, or are a non-believer. I think that those who do view people such as this as non-believers, or as the unsaved, or what have you, are simply much more agressive than I as to being able to spread what they feel is the truth. What one person's truth, may not be another's. People are different, it is a simple fact. I think that it is difficult for one person to find a denomination in which they fall into, even with all of the different kinds of today's world.

Freedom of choice should not only range from what kind of bread we eat, or what new craze of a diet we are on today, or even what kind of car we drive, but I think that it should also include religion. Even if a person doesn't believe in your views, but are happy and peaceful with them, then what is the problem?

Just my thoughts for today...
Song of the Day to come later.

I think......

02.10.04 (1:50 pm)   [edit]
I think that I threw most of my readers for a loop with my last blog, but, if you haven't seen it, please do read.....and please do post a comment.
Now I promised a song of the day, and I heard it this morning when I was driving to work. I bought this CD in Omaha Nebraska, fitting as one of the songs off the CD is called Omaha. I drove to Omaha to get it, which from my house at the time was almost an hour and a half away. Those who really know me know that I really like to drive, so I did not consider this to be strange at all. I still drive quite a distance for something that I can get a shorter distance away.....driving is so theraputic and fun....it's my own little world. Anyway, the CD if you haven't figured it out yet is August and Everything After by the Counting Crows. The song of the day is Anna Begins.
I remember when I first listened to this CD, where I was, and just how stuck in that moment I was at that time. It was and still is a favorite CD of mine.
Anna Begins....

My friend assures me "it's all or nothing"
I am not worried- I am not overly concerned
My friend implores me " for one time only,
make an exception." I am not not worried
Wrap her up in a package of lies
Send her off to a coconut island
I am not worried - I am not overly concerned
with the status of my emotions
"oh", She says, "were changing."
But were always changing
It does not bother me to say this isn't love
Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love
and I guess I'm going to have to live WITHOUT
but, I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray
or something in between
and I can always change my name if that's what you mean
My friend assures me "it's all or nothing`
But I am not really worried
I am not overly concerned
You try to tell your self the things you try tell your self to make
yourself forget
to make your self forget
I am not worried
"If it's love" she said, "then were gonna have to think about the
consequences"
She can't stop shaking and I can t stop touching her and.....
This time when kindness falls like rain
It washes her away and Anna begins to change her mind
"these seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering
for days" she says.
And I'm not ready for this sort of thing
But I'm not gonna break
And I'm not going to worry about it anymore
I'm not gonna bend. And I'm not gonna break and
I'm not gonna worry about it anymore
It seems like I should say "as long as this is love..."
But it's not all that easy so maybe I should just
snap her up in a butterfly net-
Pin her down on a photograph album
I am not worried
I've done this sort of thing before
But then I start to think about the consequences
Because I don't get no sleep in a quiet room and...
The time when kindness falls like rain
It washes me away and Anna begins change my mind
And every time she sneezes I believe it's love
and oh lord.... I'm not ready for this sort of thing
She s talking in her sleep it's keeping me awake
And Anna begins to toss and turn
And every word is nonsense but I understand it and
oh lord. I m not ready for this sort of thing
Her kindness bangs a gong
It's moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
It s chasing me away. She dissappears, and oh lord I'm not ready for this sort
of thing

Today's meditation....

02.10.04 (8:05 am)   [edit]
An excerpt from Jiddu Krishnamurti's book called the Book of Life.

So, your religion, your belief in God, is an escape from actuality, and therefore it is no religion at all. The rich man who accumulates money through cruelty, through dishonesty, through cunning exploitation believes in God; and you also believe in God, you also are cunning, cruel, suspicious, envious. Is God to be found through dishonesty, through deceit, through cunning tricks of the mind? Because you collect all the sacred books and the various symbols of God, does that indicate that you are a religious person? So, religion is not escape from the fact; religion is the understanding of the fact of what you are in your everyday relationships; religion is the manner of your speech, the way you talk, the way you address your servants, the way you treat your wife, your children, and neighbors. As long as you do not understand your relationship with your neighbor, with society, with your wife and children, there must be confusion; and whatever it does, the mind that is confused will only create more confusion, more problems and conflict. A mind that escapes from the actual, from the facts of relationship, shall never find God; a mind that is agitated by belief shall not know truth. But the mind that understands its relationship with property, with people, with ideas, the mind which no longer struggles with the problems which relationship creates, and for which the solution is not withdrawal but the understanding of love—such a mind alone can understand reality.

Think about it. In today's world there are a lot of hypocrites. I believe that almost everyone is one. It is easy to say something to a friend offer advise, or what have you and then do the exact opposite of the advise that you just gave. Some of the biggest hypocrites I know are Christians. About a year and a half ago, I was going to a church that soon became divided. It's elders began to question the head Preacher and his word. He was very energetic, and although I didn't agree with every word he said, he often drove home the point, and usually drove it home quite hard. You usually left feeling quite guilty for being the worlds biggest sinner. Well as it turns out, the elders kicked him out of the church for basically preaching the way that got him the job.
Basically keep it real and truthful, be honest with yourself and with others around you. Advise for today...if you car to read it. Eventually, being dishonest, hypocritical, and deceitful will catch up to you. Karma. Life is to short to cause further complexities in it, enjoy it. Speak kindly to a stranger as Ben Harper would say. Well that is all I have to say really....I will post a song for the day later...thanks for reading!

Stuff about me....if you care....stolen from CurlyQ

02.09.04 (12:54 pm)   [edit]
Nervous Habits?: Not that I know of…..except for that constant look of confusion that I have, you know the same look that Michael Bolton has…..
Are you double jointed?: In my hands yeah…
Can you do weird things with your tongue?: depends where it is…
Can you raise one eyebrow at a time?: just like Elvis! Thank ya very much!
Can you blow spit bubbles?: Yep…
Can you cross your eyes?: Yep
Tattoos?: Three…..a sun, an arm band, and a tribal circle…..
Piercings?: Two in my left ear.
Do you make your bed daily?: yeah right…..I’m a guy!


-- WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU --
Kissed?: Stacey
Hugged?: See above
Talked to?: See above..
Went on a date with?: Are you detecting a pattern here?
Laughed with?: Mic
Hung out with?: Mic and B


-- WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU --
Took a shower?: What’s that smell???? Oh, it’s me…quote, Barney from the Simpsons….this morning, honestly…
Cried?: Last night! Those damned long distance phone call commercials!
Talked on the phone?: This morning.
Read a book?: I am reading two right now….Frankenstein and Skeleton Crew
Punched Someone?: Never.

-- CLOTHES --
Which shoe goes on first?: Right
Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone?: Why would I do that?
On average, how much money do you carry with you? None…I use my debt card for everything.
What jewelry do you wear 24/7?: Nope.
Favorite Piece of Clothing?: That I wear???? Stocking hats.
Pajamas?: before bed, but not while sleeping, I get to hot.

-- FOOD --
Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?: twirl
Have you ever eaten Spam?: nope, because I watched someone else eat it first, then I passed.
Favorite Ice Cream Flavor?: Cherry Garcia!!!!!
How many cereals in your cabinet?: 4 or 5.
What's your favorite beverage?: Chocolate Milk…….
What's your favorite restaurant?: Foo Kee’s Chinese Buffett…..Mongolian BBQ!!!!!
Do you cook?: I love to cook!

-- GROOMING --
How often do you brush your teeth?: Twice a day…morning and night.
How often do you shower/bathe?: Twice a day Monday-Friday, once a day Saturday and Sunday
How long does your shower last?: 10-15 minutes.
Hair drying method?: Towel/air dry.
Do you paint your nails?: I used to, my sophomore year in college….black, just to keep other people guessing.

-- MANNERS --
Do you swear?: What the &%^$* kind of question is that *&*%^&*!!!!
Do you ever spit?: Only when I am in Nebraska, it just helps me fit in.

-- WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE --
Animal: Dogs.
Food: Ice Cream
Month: July
Day: Friday
Cartoon: Family Guy
Shoe Brand: Sketchers
Subject in school: Geography
Color: Red
Sport: Football
TV show: Family Guy
Thing to do in Spring: Jog and Hike
Thing To Do In The Summer: Hike and Jog
Thing To Do In Autumn: Hike
Thing To Do In The Winter: Stay inside when it is cold out, if there is snow on the ground, snowball fighting!!

-- IN AND AROUND --
The CD Player: Ben Harper Live on Mars at work, Pantera Far Beyond Driven in my Truck, Pearl Jam at home.
Person you talk to on the phone: Mom, Stacey….that’s it.
Ever taken a cab? Yeah, in Boston.
Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows and mirrors?: Why?
What color is your bedroom?: Off white
Do you use an alarm clock?: Yeah, I hit snooze about four times in the morning.
Window seat or aisle?: Aisle….I lean over and look out the window…


-- LA LA LAND --
What's your sleeping position?: horizontal
Even in hot weather do you use a blanket?: yes.
Do you snore?: only when I drank a lot of beer before I went to bed
Do you sleepwalk?: I don’t think I have for years
Do you talk in your sleep?: Yeah
Do you sleep with a stuffed animals?: I did until I was about 16.
Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on?: Only on accident.


-- WHICH IS BETTER --
Coke or Pepsi?: Neither….ROOT BEER!!
One pillow or two?: Three….one for my head and two at my sides.
Deaf or blind?: Huh??? I can’t see you.
Pools or hot tubs?: Niether….I cam scared of both in the public
Blondes or brunettes?: doesn’t matter.
TV or radio?: TV…..radio sucks
tic tacs or Certs?: tic tacs…..one calorie
Tall or Short?: Short…..my mom is really short.
Sunrise or Sunset?: Both are remarkable
Hamburger or Cheeseburger?: Cheeseburger
Morning or night?: Night
Sports or news?: Sports…the only news that is told is bad.
Christmas Eve or Christmas Day?: Eve!!!
Cake or ice cream? ICE CREAM
Spearmint or Peppermint?: Peppermint
Bath or shower?: Shower
Book or Movie?: Movie
Green or Red apples?: Granny Smith

-- THE FUTURE --
Where do you see yourself in ten years?: Missouri……that is really all I can tell….who knows?
Who are you going to be married to?: A woman
How many kids?: I would be the happiest man alive if I just had one.
Your profession: Pimp. Kidding….Assistant Pimp……still kidding…..what is this my resume???

I can see clearly now........and the elderly.....

02.09.04 (9:25 am)   [edit]
So Friday I got my 52" TV....and it kicks so much ass!!! I can now finally see faces and so on. So with TV coupled with my surround sound system....offers damn near a movie theater type experience.....now all I need is to be surrounded by A-holes who talk on their phones during the movie, and need to buy over priced soda and popcorn, and I will truely feel like I am at a theater.
Actually, I usually bring in my own snacks to the theater, I smuggle them in.....trying to stick it to the man!!! The movie man is always bringing me down!
So this weekend, I watched lots of TV.....movies and so on.....funny thing is....even with a new TV, I was figuring that TV programming would get better to accomodate my new set.....nope, didn't happen. PUNKS!!!

Sunday, I decided that I was getting a slight case of cabin fever, because I started to sharpen my double edged ax.....first sign of cabin fever.....ax sharpening!!! So I decided to take a road trip to get something to eat. My truck ended up driving me to Perkins for a 2:00pm breakfast.....PANCAKES!! MMMMMMM!!! So there I was in the midst of grey hairs and mullets while sipping my coffee, just observing people. In the booth in front of me, I took in the lovely view of a horribly dyed (Ronald McDonald red) she-mullet. She had the disposition to match it as well.....a very charming person. Complaining about everything from onions to gravy. She was neat. Her and her ever so charing toothless husband soon left and we replaced by an elderly couple who were just adorable. The old man talked so loud, because he thought that everyone was as deaf as her was. I WOULD LIKE THE CHICKEN FRIED STEAK WITH CORN PLEASE, THANK YOU!!!! Then the old lady orders.......blah, blah, blah....wha.....wha....wha.....I couldn't hear a word....it makes me wonder how in the world to they communicate at home???? Sign language? Notes? Or do they even have to talk at all anymore?? It seems to me that when you spend all of those years with one person, you probably don't really have to say much anymore.....because you can pretty much tell what is going on with them at any given time, without communication.....it is like the elderly have learned the ways of the Jedi, without the force. Not much force needed to wolf down your chicken fried steak.
Second observation at Perkins....it was hotter than hell! I assume this is a provided service that Perkins maintains for their biggest customer, this being the elderly.
Third observation......have you ever noticed the flags that fly outside of the Perkins???? They are just HUGE!! I have seen smaller houses! I question the physics behind the whole flag pole and flag situation, I would think that the pole would be bent damn near to the ground, due to the force that the flag blowing in the wind creates....but no....the Perkins flag pole stands strong like an immoveable object, such as the Statue of Liberty, or The Washington Monument, or the car up on block in my neighbors back yard. A true testament of time!

Song of the Day, Sad by Pearl Jam, off the Lost Dogs CD.....I listened to the lyrics, I mean really listened to the lyrics on my way to Perkins yesterday.....great song, lyrically and musically! Pick up Lost Dogs if you haven't done so already!

Sad

All the photographs are peeling
and colors turn to gray, he stayed
in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace

and there's no reason that she'd passed
and there is no god with a plan, it's sad
and his loneliness is proof, it's sad
he could only love you, it’s sad

the door swings through a passing fable
a fate we may delay, we say
holding on, live within our embrace
he lit a match, he laid in bed
hoping their dreams will bring her back, it's sad
and his loneliness is cruel, it’s sad
he could only love you, it's sad

holding his last breath, believing
he'll make his way
if she's not forgotten
he's haunted
he's searching for escape

if just one wish could bring her back, it's sent
and his loneliness is proof, it's sad
he will always love you, he said

Phobias........and other oddities.

02.05.04 (11:24 am)   [edit]
Yup I have some, I was reminded of one of them today at lunch.....so I thought I would write about them today.
The first one is a fear of public pools. The thing is, I used to live at the local pool when I was younger. During the summer the lifeguards were my babysitters. Good gig huh?? Yeah, I was there from open to close (afternoon hours). I developed a good tan, and fins I was swimming so much! Well, as time went on, I found swimming somewhat of a bore, because all you are doing is just standing there or swimming in water, big whoop. Well a couple of summers ago, I went to a local water park, Oceans of Fun in Kansas City Missouri. I was in the wave pool, and it was great fun, up until the point where all was still, and I looked down at the water and saw on the surface of the water, three pubic hairs just floaring there, waiting for me to make contact with them......I abruptly turned the other way, and I haven't had one thought about being in a pool since. People say, well that is why the put chemicals in the pool water....which makes me wonder even more.....who wants to emerge themselves in a chemical/pube bath?
Next fear.....fear of lots of people being crammed in a small area. Elevators, food courts, bars (until about 4 or 5 beers) etc.....
I was once drinking at a bar in my old college town, at the pub, and we got there at about 5 or so....there weren't many people there at all at the time. Next thing I knew it was 10 I looked up and there were about 20 people standing around the table....I flipped and I kept face down, and just stared at the table for the rest of the time I was there......petrified. Oddly, I am somewhat of an amatuer actor, and I love to act in front of people, the more the better!
Oven mitts.....next on the list......because of the stupid Arby's commercial where that damned thing talks.....creepy! One would think that would in turn make me scared of he California Raisins, but I wasn't because I think they tasted good.
Black cats...terrified. If I am driving down a street and one crosses in front of me, I have been known to go around the block to avoid it.
I cannot touch the mens restroom door upon exciting with my bare hand, and I wash my hands frequently....at least every hour to hour and a half...
I have to put my left sock on first, and then when I put on my pants I have to put my right leg through first......then I do the Hokey Pokey and I turn myself around.........sorry, got side tracked.
I have to iron and put out my clothes every night before I sleep, otherwise I will not sleep very good at night.
Am I all alone? Do you have any phobia's or superstitions?

Song of the day...
Superstition the Stevie Wonder song as covered by Ben Harper...

Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders 'bout to fall
Thirteen month old baby, breaks the looking glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.

When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way

Very superstitious, wash your face and hands
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong
You don't wanna save me, sad is your song

When you believe in things that you don't understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain't the way, yeah, yeah, yeah

Very superstitious, I got nothing more to say
Very superstitious, the devil's on his way
Thirteen month old baby, breaks the looking glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past

When you believe in things that you don't understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no

I just heard this song....

02.04.04 (2:19 pm)   [edit]
It made me think of Art Class in high school, my favorite class, because I was free to express myself. Our teacher let us listen to the radio while we made creative pieces, this mkaes me think of when I was working on one of my favorite pieces that I ever made. It was a painting, which I still have. It is of a sun, with a crazy, Edward Munch inspired sky. I need to get a frame for it.
Anyway, the song..What's The Frequency Kenneth? by REM off the Monster CD, which is a great CD, and you absolutely must buy it!!!

What's the Frequency Kenneth?...

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh

I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
Butterfly decal, rearview mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

OH, that's why they go postal!!!!

02.04.04 (12:08 pm)   [edit]
Let me begin with what I have be diagnosed with. About a year ago, I was diagnosed with being Bi Polar, a Depressive, and a touch of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I was then given vitamins to combat these symptoms. Over this past year, my dosages have been altered several times in order to be best suited for me. It took a while to get to a point where the dosage was right, to the point where I was somewhere in between spastic and a vegetable state. When taking these meds, I did some research about them, and one thing that was said about both of them, is that do not abruptly stop taking the meds. Well, my perscriptions ran out on me, and it kinda snuck up on me. I went almost 6 days without taking the medication that keeps me chemically stable. What a trip.....everything was pissing me off ranging from A-Hole drivers to weathermen. Terrible! Yesterday was the worst, because not only was I highly irritable, but also, I was so dizzy that I could hardly stand. So I got my prescription filled yesterday after work, and I took some immediately, I am starting to feel a little bit better, not nearly as dizzy, but still kinda irritable.
It has been a rough couple of days....
Oh yeah, I have big news to share with everyone, in 8 days, so stay tuned!!! I will begin the countdown today.

Last night I bought a 52" HDTV TV last night. I got a really good deal on it, it was an open box deal. The story has it that the people bought the thing for the Superbowl, and then right after the game, they brought it back, claiming it didn't work right. They checked it out and it worked just fine. Apparently, this is the time to buy a big screen TV, because as I was waiting for the paper work and all to go through, there were about 15 other big screens that were open box sales as well......
So don't get suckers in those ads where electronic stores say you need a big screen for the big game....blah, blah, blah....drivel, drivel, drivel.....because the time to buy is the week AFTER the Superbowl! Stick it to the man!!!!
It will be delivered to my house this Friday, three day weekend for me!!! I can't wait to play my Playstation 2 on this thing!!! Hooray for me!!!!!!!!!!!
That's about all for now......

Song of the Day, Down off Pearl Jam's Lost Dogs CD...I listened to this CD the other day while working out....and found it to be a great workout CD, oddly enough!

DOWN

Down,… Fell by the wayside
No getting out

Down,… Cry me a river
Dried up and damned

The names,… Can be changed
But the place,… Is still the same

I am loaded, told that alls for naught
Holds me down

Rise,… The world is in motion
I’m stuck in line

Rise,… You cant be neutral
On a moving train

One day,… The symptoms fade
Think ill throw,… These pills away

And if hope could grow from dirt like me
It can be done

Wont let the light escape from me
Wont let the darkness swallow me

Thank God!!! MTV will NOT produce any more halftime shows!!!

02.03.04 (12:34 pm)   [edit]
The halftime show of the Superbowl has been going downhill for quite sometime now. I actually only watched half of the halftime show anyway, because the content of performers simply just doesn't appeal to me. I tend to think that I may be part of the majority when I say that I only watched half of it, if any of it at all, because mainly, the MTV production of the halftime show doesn't appeal to the average football fan. If you are telling me that your average Justin Timberlake/Nelly/P-Diddy/ who ever else MTV had out there, listener is an actual football fan, I am sorry (not really), but I would have to disagree. Whatever happened to good old-fashioned analysis of the first half of the game? I would think that your everyday football fan demographic would be males and females ages would NOT equal that of your average TRL viewer. Hence all of your alternatives that you have during halftime on different stations.
I think that the best thing that happened out of the whole boobie-gate event would be that [b]THANK GOD MTV WILL NOT PRODUCE ANY MORE HALFTIME SHOWS!!!!!!!! [/b]
This makes me smile...because I don't want to see anymore people shaking their ass on the football field anymore....the players do enough of that, and I am not a fan of that either.
At least the halftime show will now be a little more related to the actual game now....because maybe I am wrong, but Brittney Spears, Christina, Kid Rock, P-Diddy, and whatever pop "music" personality they stick up there to lip-sync, they just don't flow with your football game. They can stick to their MTV produced Rock and Jock crap, and leave the Superbowl alone!
BRING BACK U2!!!! At least they have the morals to not grind all over their back up dancers, and rip off their clothing! They are to busy having their hands full, PLAYING INSTRUMENTS!!! Like a real musician.

Rambling thoughts about gossip...consider the source.

02.03.04 (9:11 am)   [edit]
Have you ever been on the receiving end of a rumor? One in which that the rumors aren't even close to the truth and or none of anyone else's business? I was, about this time last year, and currently this is a topic that is on my mind.
Get ready...because the opinions are going to roll.
Hey, if the topic doesn't concern you directly, if your life isn't hampered by the rumor, then leave it alone!!!!!
Really, is your life so dull that you have to not only get involved with everyone else's, or have to tell lie after lie after lie to make your life better, or worse than people around you? If it is....get a life, get a grip....get over yourself!
If you have a juicy piece of information that may or may not be true, and you decide that it really concerns you, then get the facts from the person or persons involved rather than spreading half-truths and lies.
And if you really want to just be the person who has to keep everyone informed of everyone else's lives but your own, remember how you were burned by the ever churning rumor mill.
And keep this in mind for good measure.....you maybe the source of all of these half-truthed rumors, and you may think that people value this information, but really when it comes down to it, people like truth than rumor or lies....you aren't gaining friends or helping anyone by feeding the rumor mill. Just think to yourself, getting the truth from the source, is always far better than hurting a person with lies....
Spreading lies does nothing but hurt another person or persons who may or may not have any thing to do with you directly as another person.
So for people who have to thrive on others misfortunes or happenings, get more involved with your own life, and do us all a favor and leave others alone....as they have done nothing to you directly to deserve the consequences of your rumor.
Song for the Day, and it is ever fitting for my thought for the day, Mind Your Own Business by Living Colour....enjoy....off the Stain CD....great CD for angst, and topics to invoke thought....Living Colour is much more than Cult of Personality and Glamour Boy, if given the chance, check them out some time

I always have the same fight with you
It doesn't change no matter what we do
Like, who is he, where was she, who were they with
And why I don't care about it

Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
And leave mine alone

Gossip buzzes around your head like bees in a hive
Sometimes I think that's how you stay alive
Don't you hate it when those little facts interrupt?
So much more fun just to make it all up

Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
And leave mine alone

Look, here's my point
GET A LIFE

A source gave me the scoop on you
Can you confirm or deny that it's true?
I heard that someone cut you down to size
Somehow, you know, I'm not surprised

Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Why don't you mind your own business
Mind your own business
Mind your own business
And leave mine alone

I forgot some.....just think....you could be a Jackson....YIKES!

02.02.04 (10:09 am)   [edit]
I forgot the following....
Leftover Salmon (thanks mark!), Godsmack, and Verticle Horizon, who were surprisingly good.

Oh yeah........GO PATRIOTS!!! What a game! Told ya so!
Commercials....I liked the Bud Light one where the dog bit that guy's sack. I also liked the horse farting, the donkey that made the horse team, and the Sierra Mist with the guy with the kilt.....that was just wrong!

Janet Jackson...that whole thing was planned....and just flat out disturbing. Can anyone tell me what the hell is wrong with the Jacksons??? I mean really!!!
Like Dennis Leary says....they give each other new heads for Christmas! Seriously...you have a child molesting cameleon, a super bowl exhibitionist, and a series of other relation who are just flat out crazy....from Latoya to Tito...they are just nuts!! Next time you are at a family reunion....just think....you could be a Jackson!
By the way....I think Justin should have went for two.....! Just flat out stupid, really society can be so silly sometimes!
I think it says a lot of where we are as a society when Janet shows her boobie, and the USA is just rocked....and CBS is appologizing, where you have on various other networks....on Survivor, you have people taking off their clothes for peanut butter sandwiches...and that is ok.
You have the other pick your mate on a TV show...like Bachelorette, where people basically miss out on the face value message....it is ok for the "star" I prefer whore on the show, whether it be male of female, for that person in that position to cram their tongues down 20 people's throats....just crazy!
And now people get all in a frenzy because we all saw Janets boobie....hey...you see one, you've seen them all...be it real, synthetic...or simply a floatation device...it is just a boob....who cares? Next time you want to see one...offer a semi celebrity a peanut butter sandwich...who knows what you will get...
So in honor of today's society lack of intergity...here is a song dedicated to the leader of it all....Dubbya....
The song Bu$hleaguer by Pearl Jam, off the Riot Act CD...
Hello Dubbya...I hope you are proud!

How does he do it? How do they do it? Uncanny and immutable.
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party.
Like sugar, the guests are so refined

A confidence man, but why so beleaguered?
He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer
Swinging for the fence, got lucky with his strike
Drilling for fear, makes the job simple
Born on third, thinks he got a triple

Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way,...

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed

A think tank of aloof multiplication
A nicotine wish and a columbus decanter
Retrenchment and hoggishness
The aristocrat choir sings
"What's the ruckus?"
The haves, have not a clue
The immenseness of suffering
And the odd negotiation, a rarity
With onionskin plausibility of life,
And a keyboard reaffirmation

Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way,...

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed