song of the blog: anything 311
tonight is the first of 2 nights that i get to see 311. tonight will be 311 concert number 4 and tomorrow will be number 5. im very very excited about this show. ive been waiting for this show for a while now so its pretty awesome its finally here. the first time was in 2001 at warped tour. then i saw them on 311 day in 2002. and again but im not sure when in pensacola i believe it was. that show is actually kind of fuzzy, i remember going to the beach first and then going to the show. i remember standing outside the show. but the show itself...kind of fuzzy. dont know why.
this show though should be amazing. they're playing a much smaller venue this time. the past few times i saw them they played arenas. now theyre playing the little old orange peel. shit. and theyre playing 2 nights in a row. the only other band that ive seen multiple nights in a row was sts9 and i missed the last night show because i was broke. i was actually think back on that show and realized i didnt really have a good time at that show. but that oh well, its a memory ill have.
lets see...let me think of all the shows ive been too. its not that many.
okay:
july 25, 2001 - Vans Warped Tour
october 19, 2001 - 311
march 11, 2002 (03/11) - 311
August 1, 2002 - Vans Warped Tour
May 18, 2002 - Blink 182/Green Day/JImmy Eat World
February 15, 2003 - Hod Rod Circuit
March 6, 2003 - Coldplay
July 23, 2003 - Vans Warped Tour
July 28, 2004 - Vans Warped Tour
Novemeber 19, 2004 - Coheed and Cambria
October 31, 2005 - Coheed and Cambria
December 29 & 30, 2005 - STS9
March 5, 2006 - Coldplay
November 4, 2006 - Broken Social Scene, Do Make Say Think
November 16, 2006 - Imogen Heap, Levi something, and Kid Beyond
September 19, 2007 - Blonde Redhead, School of Seven Bells
Ive also seen: Jimmies Chicken Shack and Everclear, Cursive twice, Thursday, Poison the Well, I was at a P.O.S., Russian Circle show but I was a little messed up so i sat outsider and talked to some ladies. I saw the Working Title twice, Armor For Sleep......let see.......thats all i can remember at the moment. fuck now its not....i saw DEFTONES in ATL but i dont remember the date. That was an absolutly great show. they played their cover of "say it aint so" and ive got the video to prove it. I also saw Atmosphere and but dont remember the date. I actually saw them twice, once at warped tour but i dont remember which year it was. Phantom Planet was a really good show, but once again, no date. that was a really nice surprise birthday present. I got blindfolded and driven all the way to auburn, al before i knew what was up. that was a great gift. i missed the jurassic 5 show, the ratatat show and the ray lamontagne shows here. i sacrificed the last two for 311. i figured, 311 is getting at that point where you dont know if they'll do another tour around here, especially in my town, so i said screw it, im going to 311. Im going to see Coldplay again in Charlotte here in August i think. I wanted to go to bonnaroo where i could have seen: tv on the radio, band of horses, rodrigo y gabriela, galactic, coheed and cambria, animal collective, citizen cope, ted leo and the pharmacists, people under the stairs, and more. id really really really really really really like to see ALL of them. a few more than others. PUTS and Ted Leo, Animal Collective for start. Ive already seen coheed 3 times but a 4th will never hurt.
well, its time to go. ill continue this post when i return.
kudos to you 311 for putting on one of the absolute greatest shows ive been too in a long time. wow. and this is just the first night. what will tomorrow have in store for us 311 fans??? my voice is pretty sore from yelling and singing....and after tomorrow night, im probably not going to be able to speak. damn, i am still stunned at the awesomeness that i just witnessed. lets see, this group outlaw nation opened. they were pretty good. they were like...hard rock/reggae type stuff. i got a new 311 t-shirt. i miss my old 7-eleven style 311 shirt. i got it at the first warped tour i went too. it was the first time i saw 311. but it got to small and i dont remember what happened to it. so anyways. then 311 came on and they played so fucking hard. they played "visit" which i wasnt expecting. they played pretty much most of the songs i wanted to hear and i still have a whole nother show to witness. man. in fact, im just going to leave this open until then. they played "applied science" with the drum line!!! shit, i didnt think they would do that on such a small stage, but they proved that i should never ever doubt 311. oh man, i cant wait for tomorrow.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
thought...
song of the blog: common ft cee-lo - make my day
it was a pretty good day. got up after sleeping for about 12+ hours. i had to be at work at 530 yesterday morning and i passed out right when i got home. i had to be there at 530 again today. i was pretty much awake right when i got to work so it wasnt bad. just a pretty slow day. straightened some pallets of tile. found an orange bouncy ball. played with that for a bit. twirled a cardboard tube. had some zaxbys. had a nice voicemail on the phone. manager meeting, which was slow today. dont have to go to work til 230 tomorrow afternoon so thats pretty sweet. actually the rest of the week.
ive been thinking about something the past couple of days and i cant really hold down a solid stance on it. im wondering if its a bad outlook on life to never expect the best. i dont mean expecting the worst, i just mean not expecting the best. if you expect the absolute best out of something and it doesnt happen, then you end up disappointed. if you dont expect the best you end up feeling slightly if not at all, disappointed. but then i think that youre avoiding being disappointed but are you missing a message or a lesson about the situation? i mean, good vs evil. out of something bad a lesson can be learned which is in turn used for good. but really, being disappointed isnt evil, and nothing good comes from being disappointed. like one example of this would be a raise at work. you go in expecting to get an amazing raise, and you end up with less than you had expected and youre disappointed, not considering the raise you got. you got a raise, be it $.01 or $100. youre disappointment blinds you to the raise itself. i dont know. ive been mulling it over and cant decide.
there is no cent sign on a keyboard...yep.
my sister spoke to my dad the other day. i haven spoken to him in 4 years now. not going to have anything to do with someone who never wanted anything to do with me. yeah, i saw him over my life, but his wife was always more important than his kids. and it just blows me away that she could do that. she is an adult, and i respect her choice in her life matters, but i certainly disagree with her decision. nothing positive will come out of this and i told her that. nothing good ever comes out of any situation that involves my dad, besides my sister and i being made. so i guess i can say ever. it just drives me crazy when he does the things he does. it blows my mind that his mind works that way. example....he wouldnt help us or my mom get a car. he said we had to get a job and buy one ourselves. okay, thats fine, alot of parents do that. now....its not fine when you buy your adopted son a car....without having a job......so he can play sports......and focus on sports...but not go to college to play sports.....i dont know, to me thats pretty messed up to me. he owed my mom $450 for something he was required to play, but worked his way out of having to pay. didnt help pay for his daughters wedding, because she told him she wanted our grandfather to walk her. man, fuck, its your fault. you need to realize the consequences of your actions. the shit you did in the past caught up. you lose the right to walk her when you werent there for her. just because your the father doesnt give you the rights of a dad. if i have my way, you'll never see austin or kassie or me. i know austins not mine, but i dont want austin to know about him. i dont want austin to get hurt. this is a pretty sensitive subject for me. hes just so ridiculous.
thats all.
it was a pretty good day. got up after sleeping for about 12+ hours. i had to be at work at 530 yesterday morning and i passed out right when i got home. i had to be there at 530 again today. i was pretty much awake right when i got to work so it wasnt bad. just a pretty slow day. straightened some pallets of tile. found an orange bouncy ball. played with that for a bit. twirled a cardboard tube. had some zaxbys. had a nice voicemail on the phone. manager meeting, which was slow today. dont have to go to work til 230 tomorrow afternoon so thats pretty sweet. actually the rest of the week.
ive been thinking about something the past couple of days and i cant really hold down a solid stance on it. im wondering if its a bad outlook on life to never expect the best. i dont mean expecting the worst, i just mean not expecting the best. if you expect the absolute best out of something and it doesnt happen, then you end up disappointed. if you dont expect the best you end up feeling slightly if not at all, disappointed. but then i think that youre avoiding being disappointed but are you missing a message or a lesson about the situation? i mean, good vs evil. out of something bad a lesson can be learned which is in turn used for good. but really, being disappointed isnt evil, and nothing good comes from being disappointed. like one example of this would be a raise at work. you go in expecting to get an amazing raise, and you end up with less than you had expected and youre disappointed, not considering the raise you got. you got a raise, be it $.01 or $100. youre disappointment blinds you to the raise itself. i dont know. ive been mulling it over and cant decide.
there is no cent sign on a keyboard...yep.
my sister spoke to my dad the other day. i haven spoken to him in 4 years now. not going to have anything to do with someone who never wanted anything to do with me. yeah, i saw him over my life, but his wife was always more important than his kids. and it just blows me away that she could do that. she is an adult, and i respect her choice in her life matters, but i certainly disagree with her decision. nothing positive will come out of this and i told her that. nothing good ever comes out of any situation that involves my dad, besides my sister and i being made. so i guess i can say ever. it just drives me crazy when he does the things he does. it blows my mind that his mind works that way. example....he wouldnt help us or my mom get a car. he said we had to get a job and buy one ourselves. okay, thats fine, alot of parents do that. now....its not fine when you buy your adopted son a car....without having a job......so he can play sports......and focus on sports...but not go to college to play sports.....i dont know, to me thats pretty messed up to me. he owed my mom $450 for something he was required to play, but worked his way out of having to pay. didnt help pay for his daughters wedding, because she told him she wanted our grandfather to walk her. man, fuck, its your fault. you need to realize the consequences of your actions. the shit you did in the past caught up. you lose the right to walk her when you werent there for her. just because your the father doesnt give you the rights of a dad. if i have my way, you'll never see austin or kassie or me. i know austins not mine, but i dont want austin to know about him. i dont want austin to get hurt. this is a pretty sensitive subject for me. hes just so ridiculous.
thats all.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
fruity loops
song of the blog: the song im working on //// the stuff im working on for the marchone website
oh how i love fruity loops, beats, loops, music. god. im having so much fun with this. i use to mess around with it, nothing real serious. but since ive been asked to make a something for this website, its given me like, motivation to actually work and practice on something im interesting in doing. even the stuff i make doesnt end up getting used, at least i have something to show for my efforts in my knowledge that ive gained in working and creating. its so nice to be able to come home and just write and create. it sure as hell beats sitting around. i feel like i could really do something pretty amazing with this, i dont want to call it a hobby, this....creative outlet. the song im working on has kind of a justin timberlake, r&b feel to it. like...its kind of dark and heavy, not in the sense of like metal, just it feels heavy. im having a little bit of writers block on it at this point. ive got like the intro, the verse part, the chorus, but i need like a bridge or an interlude or a break or something. ive been trying to figure out how i could go somewhere with the sound that gives the feel of a forrest after a rain...something kind of light, and peaceful to like mesh, but contrast with the feel of the other parts. i dont know.
this marchone project has given me a little anxiety the past couple of days. i didnt know where to begin. ive been a little confused on the direction and sound that they wanted. i started to feel like, man what did i sign myself up for. i have no clue what im doing here...but, i just kind of fucked around until something clicked....and then something else clicked....and something else. and now im left with a couple different ways to go with the thing ive made. this one is kind of funky bass, with a simple drum beat...kind of a strange funky bass synth thing going on. im trying to create something next that is kind of....light, colorful....like the pic courtney sent. i dont know, ive got the sound i want to put down, i just cant seem to pull it from my head to my computer. if only i could plug in a USB cable to my head and then just copy and paste the sound. oh well.
oh how i love fruity loops, beats, loops, music. god. im having so much fun with this. i use to mess around with it, nothing real serious. but since ive been asked to make a something for this website, its given me like, motivation to actually work and practice on something im interesting in doing. even the stuff i make doesnt end up getting used, at least i have something to show for my efforts in my knowledge that ive gained in working and creating. its so nice to be able to come home and just write and create. it sure as hell beats sitting around. i feel like i could really do something pretty amazing with this, i dont want to call it a hobby, this....creative outlet. the song im working on has kind of a justin timberlake, r&b feel to it. like...its kind of dark and heavy, not in the sense of like metal, just it feels heavy. im having a little bit of writers block on it at this point. ive got like the intro, the verse part, the chorus, but i need like a bridge or an interlude or a break or something. ive been trying to figure out how i could go somewhere with the sound that gives the feel of a forrest after a rain...something kind of light, and peaceful to like mesh, but contrast with the feel of the other parts. i dont know.
this marchone project has given me a little anxiety the past couple of days. i didnt know where to begin. ive been a little confused on the direction and sound that they wanted. i started to feel like, man what did i sign myself up for. i have no clue what im doing here...but, i just kind of fucked around until something clicked....and then something else clicked....and something else. and now im left with a couple different ways to go with the thing ive made. this one is kind of funky bass, with a simple drum beat...kind of a strange funky bass synth thing going on. im trying to create something next that is kind of....light, colorful....like the pic courtney sent. i dont know, ive got the sound i want to put down, i just cant seem to pull it from my head to my computer. if only i could plug in a USB cable to my head and then just copy and paste the sound. oh well.
Monday, April 20, 2009
out of shape
song of the blog - red fang - prehistoric dog
so i went and got some running shoes and went running today. actually i walked about 80% of the time, but i did run a little. im just incredibly out of shape. i can certainly already feel the aftermath of it. but with time and practice ill be able to lower the walking percentage and raise the running. i njoyed the run though. it was nice being out side. i hoep i can go a lot longer in time. i also started lifting weights. well they arent much. just some dumb bells. about 25 pounds each. i am determined to get into shape. the only thing is im not eating like someone who is determined to get into shape. so im not sure how that will all balance out.
so i went and got some running shoes and went running today. actually i walked about 80% of the time, but i did run a little. im just incredibly out of shape. i can certainly already feel the aftermath of it. but with time and practice ill be able to lower the walking percentage and raise the running. i njoyed the run though. it was nice being out side. i hoep i can go a lot longer in time. i also started lifting weights. well they arent much. just some dumb bells. about 25 pounds each. i am determined to get into shape. the only thing is im not eating like someone who is determined to get into shape. so im not sure how that will all balance out.
ive been asked to create something and i hope i can produce a worthy product. itll be nice to have something to focus on. i bought the neccessary materials because the old one wouldnt work and i could figure out how to make it work.
im going to hickory this weekend and i couldnt be more excited about it. i love going to down there. i get to hang out with my cousin chris and just shoot the shit. i dont really have anyone here in town to do that with. there are some people at work, but who knows.
not really much blog tonight.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
everyone loves to listen to the raid
song of the blog: jacob fred jazz odyssey - doves army of love
well, the title of this blog was going to be "everyone loves to listen to the rain" but i like that current one.
i was sitting on my porch, drinking a high life, just thinking about water. and i think i have come up with an excellent reason why i, me, love to be in water. both my parents were in the navy. i believe they met because of the navy. that is the simplest explination that i can come up with. i mean, when i see a body of water, i just want to jump in. its weird. now i do have some limitations. i love surfing and the beach, but i dread water that i cannot see whats under me. shores of a lake are the same way. out in the middle of the lake, no problem, well as long i dont look down. i mean, i love being in water, feeling it roll along my skin. the sensation of being nearly weightless. add that sensation to the rush of flying along atop a wave and man, i can describe it.
im thinking (hoping at least) that ive gotten through my whatever number of steps of grieving. maybe it was the book i just finished reading, or some lunar related action, but i just feel better. i feel like im ready to get going with life again.
hopefully tomorrow will be nice. if not tomorrow, tuesday. so i may get my ass running. i feel like forrest gump. over the past couple of months ive this strange urge to just run as fast as i can. its weird. its like needing something to eat, or having to poo. its like its a natural sensation.
i certainly cant wait for this weekend. im going to visit my cousin chris for some much needed R&R. apparently im going to witness the wonder of a 109" projection television. i always enjoy myself when i go down there. its nice to be able to have someone to go out and get a beer with or just sit around and shoot the shit with.
rather short tonight i suppose.
well, the title of this blog was going to be "everyone loves to listen to the rain" but i like that current one.
i was sitting on my porch, drinking a high life, just thinking about water. and i think i have come up with an excellent reason why i, me, love to be in water. both my parents were in the navy. i believe they met because of the navy. that is the simplest explination that i can come up with. i mean, when i see a body of water, i just want to jump in. its weird. now i do have some limitations. i love surfing and the beach, but i dread water that i cannot see whats under me. shores of a lake are the same way. out in the middle of the lake, no problem, well as long i dont look down. i mean, i love being in water, feeling it roll along my skin. the sensation of being nearly weightless. add that sensation to the rush of flying along atop a wave and man, i can describe it.
im thinking (hoping at least) that ive gotten through my whatever number of steps of grieving. maybe it was the book i just finished reading, or some lunar related action, but i just feel better. i feel like im ready to get going with life again.
hopefully tomorrow will be nice. if not tomorrow, tuesday. so i may get my ass running. i feel like forrest gump. over the past couple of months ive this strange urge to just run as fast as i can. its weird. its like needing something to eat, or having to poo. its like its a natural sensation.
i certainly cant wait for this weekend. im going to visit my cousin chris for some much needed R&R. apparently im going to witness the wonder of a 109" projection television. i always enjoy myself when i go down there. its nice to be able to have someone to go out and get a beer with or just sit around and shoot the shit with.
rather short tonight i suppose.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
awww man, hot dogs again mom???
song of the blog: ted leo & the pharmacists - the angels share
yeah, because they're easy...and delicious. nathons famous all beed franks are the best.
okay, tonight im going to talk about customers of the retail service.
first off IM HERE TO SERVE YOU AND I WANT TO GIVE YOU EXCELLENT CUSTOMER SERVICE, BUT IF YOURE GOING TO BE AN ASSHOLE, THEN WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I CONTINUE TO TRY??????.
its ridiculous. i mean, example from tonight. i was asked to go out side and give an override at one of the garden center registers, so i did, and then the customer walks up and flips out on me about having to wait 20 mins and how i should make something free. i told him that i was just notified that a override was needed, his response was "well you may have just found out but ive been out here for 20 mins." which i really doubt that sir, so i just tell the cashier to make whatever it was he was getting a dollar and walked off. im not going to even try to give you my service if your going to come at me right off that bat with some shit.
i think people think that since myself as well as everyone else in the service industry, be in retail, food or other, that they think that they're better than us. man im just as human as you are. ive got bills to pay and a job to do. i dont come up to your work and give you a whole bunch of unnecessary shit. i mean, i try to give you some respect, besides the fact that ive never met you, i dont see why its so hard to give me some in return. dont get me wrong, not everyone is like this, but alot of people are. its amazing just how impatient and immature people are when they go into a retail store. its like they leave all the manners and etiquette at the door and just become a were-asshole. you like that dont you, a were-asshole. which actually makes sense, because in the retail industry we have this saying "must be a full moon" meaning, for some reason when a full moon is out, people tend to be worse than normal. i mean, im sorry i dont have the product youre looking for, leave it at that. dont make a big fucking deal about it, if i dont have it, i dont have it. bitching and whining isnt going to make it pop out of my ass. i go to best buy, they dont have the cd im looking for, im bummed but realize they must be sold out, so i wait, or i go to another best buy.
thats something else. my lowes is located about 15 minutes from another lowes, a lowes i drive by to and from work everyday. i suggest the customer to go down there and pick up the product, that store has it and they could satisfy the need for whatever it is they wanted. no no no no no, thats WAY to far to drive to get something. i do my best to make sure we have enough product, but what people dont understand, if a particular product isnt selling well, then corporate isnt going to send us a shit load. example, this guy wanted 1 piece of metal frame for glass block. the computer said we had just received 36 pcs, well yeah, but theyre on the truck that has yet to be unloaded. south asheville has it, just run down there and get it. oh no, im going to bitch and moan and leave. then im going to call back ask for someone to call down to that store and see if they have it and then go to that store and get it. you just made yourself look like a hugh douche for no reason. shit.
ive decided not to go to bonnaroo this year. hanging out with richard, to me, is more important. there is very little chance to see him since he lives on the other side of the country. i mean, yeah, bonnaroo is once year, but thats about how much richard is towards my way. and plus thats a lot of money i need to put towards rent since im paying the other half now.
yeah, because they're easy...and delicious. nathons famous all beed franks are the best.
okay, tonight im going to talk about customers of the retail service.
first off IM HERE TO SERVE YOU AND I WANT TO GIVE YOU EXCELLENT CUSTOMER SERVICE, BUT IF YOURE GOING TO BE AN ASSHOLE, THEN WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I CONTINUE TO TRY??????.
its ridiculous. i mean, example from tonight. i was asked to go out side and give an override at one of the garden center registers, so i did, and then the customer walks up and flips out on me about having to wait 20 mins and how i should make something free. i told him that i was just notified that a override was needed, his response was "well you may have just found out but ive been out here for 20 mins." which i really doubt that sir, so i just tell the cashier to make whatever it was he was getting a dollar and walked off. im not going to even try to give you my service if your going to come at me right off that bat with some shit.
i think people think that since myself as well as everyone else in the service industry, be in retail, food or other, that they think that they're better than us. man im just as human as you are. ive got bills to pay and a job to do. i dont come up to your work and give you a whole bunch of unnecessary shit. i mean, i try to give you some respect, besides the fact that ive never met you, i dont see why its so hard to give me some in return. dont get me wrong, not everyone is like this, but alot of people are. its amazing just how impatient and immature people are when they go into a retail store. its like they leave all the manners and etiquette at the door and just become a were-asshole. you like that dont you, a were-asshole. which actually makes sense, because in the retail industry we have this saying "must be a full moon" meaning, for some reason when a full moon is out, people tend to be worse than normal. i mean, im sorry i dont have the product youre looking for, leave it at that. dont make a big fucking deal about it, if i dont have it, i dont have it. bitching and whining isnt going to make it pop out of my ass. i go to best buy, they dont have the cd im looking for, im bummed but realize they must be sold out, so i wait, or i go to another best buy.
thats something else. my lowes is located about 15 minutes from another lowes, a lowes i drive by to and from work everyday. i suggest the customer to go down there and pick up the product, that store has it and they could satisfy the need for whatever it is they wanted. no no no no no, thats WAY to far to drive to get something. i do my best to make sure we have enough product, but what people dont understand, if a particular product isnt selling well, then corporate isnt going to send us a shit load. example, this guy wanted 1 piece of metal frame for glass block. the computer said we had just received 36 pcs, well yeah, but theyre on the truck that has yet to be unloaded. south asheville has it, just run down there and get it. oh no, im going to bitch and moan and leave. then im going to call back ask for someone to call down to that store and see if they have it and then go to that store and get it. you just made yourself look like a hugh douche for no reason. shit.
ive decided not to go to bonnaroo this year. hanging out with richard, to me, is more important. there is very little chance to see him since he lives on the other side of the country. i mean, yeah, bonnaroo is once year, but thats about how much richard is towards my way. and plus thats a lot of money i need to put towards rent since im paying the other half now.
Friday, April 17, 2009
3rd times the charm
song of the blog: people under the stairs - you
oh, i wish i was going to bonnaroo. im thinking i might try, but i dont know. the lineup this year is amazing, people under the stairs is going to be there and who knows if they'll ever head to the east coast again. i dont know though, thats alot of money and vacation time that i cant afford to loose. my good friend richard from la will be in atl at the end of july and i want to spend my vacation with him getting into some sort of crazy adventure like we use to. i think we've both been needing a crazy adventure. ive got my crazy mountain life going on and hes got his crazy hollywood life going on.
insomniac....me? yeah, well not really, but i mean, its hard for me to get to sleep. i mean, i could go to bed when im actually tired, but thats only after i eat lunch at work or like 3-5 in the morning. and when i have to be at work at 630, 3-5 in the morning is not a good time to be going to bed. i dont know what my problem is. its like, my brain decides that as soon as i hit the pillow, its going to turn on full blast and just pump out thought after thought after thought. maybe blog will help alleviate some of that. i thought i had the restless leg syndrome, but i think that was a mental thing more than anything. i use to have these "fits" as i called them where my body would just have spasms and freak out. but i think ive got that under control.
im going to start running on monday. im off and hopefully the weather will be like it has been lately so my first day of mission: get my ass in shape will be a good one. ive been thinking about getting into shape for awhile, and now i feel would be the best time. i mean, im single, and i planned on working on myself, so why not work on all of me, physical and nonphysical. why shouldnt i take care of my body? i mean, it make sense. i think the hardest part of this mission will be trying to eat healthier. the past few nights ive had bubba burgers, pizza, hamburger helper and hot dogs. its going to be hard to cut back on that stuff and eat better things. now i did eat a whole bag of salad the other night in between the burgers and the pizza, so thats good, i guess. i think it will be hard because im not really sure what im doing. i mean, im just going to go out to the park by the river and just start running. im going to get some weights and start lifting. got to start somewhere.
i think people give michael jackson alot of grief and in turn think his music is...i dont know. but i personally love it. they way i picture mj is not as the weird white chick guy with no nose, but has the jerry curl wearing, glitter glove motherfucker we once knew. i mean, its some bad ass music. i think one of the best songs is "can you feel it?" oh man, that song is just fucking great. i think justin timberlake tried to do a michael jackson groove for a bit then gave up. i can see why, its impossible to get to his level. or what his level was. i think ill change the song of the blog to michael jackson - can you feel it?
i hate that im missing out on monday. ill leave it at that.
oh, i wish i was going to bonnaroo. im thinking i might try, but i dont know. the lineup this year is amazing, people under the stairs is going to be there and who knows if they'll ever head to the east coast again. i dont know though, thats alot of money and vacation time that i cant afford to loose. my good friend richard from la will be in atl at the end of july and i want to spend my vacation with him getting into some sort of crazy adventure like we use to. i think we've both been needing a crazy adventure. ive got my crazy mountain life going on and hes got his crazy hollywood life going on.
insomniac....me? yeah, well not really, but i mean, its hard for me to get to sleep. i mean, i could go to bed when im actually tired, but thats only after i eat lunch at work or like 3-5 in the morning. and when i have to be at work at 630, 3-5 in the morning is not a good time to be going to bed. i dont know what my problem is. its like, my brain decides that as soon as i hit the pillow, its going to turn on full blast and just pump out thought after thought after thought. maybe blog will help alleviate some of that. i thought i had the restless leg syndrome, but i think that was a mental thing more than anything. i use to have these "fits" as i called them where my body would just have spasms and freak out. but i think ive got that under control.
im going to start running on monday. im off and hopefully the weather will be like it has been lately so my first day of mission: get my ass in shape will be a good one. ive been thinking about getting into shape for awhile, and now i feel would be the best time. i mean, im single, and i planned on working on myself, so why not work on all of me, physical and nonphysical. why shouldnt i take care of my body? i mean, it make sense. i think the hardest part of this mission will be trying to eat healthier. the past few nights ive had bubba burgers, pizza, hamburger helper and hot dogs. its going to be hard to cut back on that stuff and eat better things. now i did eat a whole bag of salad the other night in between the burgers and the pizza, so thats good, i guess. i think it will be hard because im not really sure what im doing. i mean, im just going to go out to the park by the river and just start running. im going to get some weights and start lifting. got to start somewhere.
i think people give michael jackson alot of grief and in turn think his music is...i dont know. but i personally love it. they way i picture mj is not as the weird white chick guy with no nose, but has the jerry curl wearing, glitter glove motherfucker we once knew. i mean, its some bad ass music. i think one of the best songs is "can you feel it?" oh man, that song is just fucking great. i think justin timberlake tried to do a michael jackson groove for a bit then gave up. i can see why, its impossible to get to his level. or what his level was. i think ill change the song of the blog to michael jackson - can you feel it?
i hate that im missing out on monday. ill leave it at that.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
your point being?
song of the blog: ida maria - oh my god.
blog blog blog blog.....why did i start a blog? to put my thoughts down on 'paper'. simple enough. lets see.....thoughts....thoughts....thoughts...where are these....thoughts?
one thing i like to think about alot is if i could do anything i wanted, what would i do. id have a house, in the woods, away from everyone, well not everyone, i mean, just the general public. family could come, friends definitely, if i can make some here with common interests, and a partner, someone who shares the same mind set, someone who loves me for who i am, not who they think i am. i would spend my time creating music and art. a place where i could have time. just time to do the things that i wish to fill my life with. i could do those things now, i just lack the focus, the drive, the patience to do those things. but im going to use this newly gifted time to work on those 3 things. im going to focus on my goals.......what are these goals you ask?
-become a knowledgeable guitar player. i can play, but i want to play well. im trying to practice more, but i need to set aside a few hours each day to practice.
-become a skilled photographer. i feel i have a pretty good eye for things, aesthetically that is. ill make a post of some of my best pics, i feel. i dont want to do like wedding stuff, just visually pleasing photographs.
-become fit. i need to start working out. im not in terrible shape, i just want to be in better shape.
-become a calmer person, a less worrisome person. i want to be able to feel i can go anywhere and do anything. with that though, that just comes with jumping in. i think that this one is going to be the hardest. i dont want to be afraid to ask for what i want anymore.
i really need to work on my patience. im not sure how to do that, but i know i need to work on it. i dont mean standing in line at the bank or in traffic (unless im late for work or something). i just mean with life, with my goals. i expect to pick up the guitar and be the greatest ever, and get frustrated when i realize im not. i need to find this patience with in, to know in order to be the greatest i need to practice.
ive never really practiced at anything, except surfing. oh my, if i could live in asheville and still surf, i think id be a much happier person. i never got discouraged when i was surfing. i would go everyday after school, grab my board and head to the beach. in the entire 2 years or so i lived in florida, i never once stood up on my board, but i was still out there everyday i could go, paddling out and just doing it. i went on vacation to the outer banks the year before last and rented a long board one day and i finally did it. so...maybe i should use that has a template or a model to apply to other things in my life. with patience, hard work and time comes the ultimate reward, the satisfaction of knowing the work i put in was worth something, that i have something to show for it. be it just one day, and maybe 4 or 5 waves, those 2 years i put in help me do that.
i want to find a girl who loves to cook great food. i dont want to be Fry eating bachelor chow and drinking slurm with my robot friends. i want her to teach my tastebuds how to taste and taste well. i was talking to a guy i work with about training your taste buds to be able to determine what good food or good drink actually taste like. i mean, i love to eat, so a girl who loves to cook great food would be a great match i think.
thats about all for tonight.
blog blog blog blog.....why did i start a blog? to put my thoughts down on 'paper'. simple enough. lets see.....thoughts....thoughts....thoughts...where are these....thoughts?
one thing i like to think about alot is if i could do anything i wanted, what would i do. id have a house, in the woods, away from everyone, well not everyone, i mean, just the general public. family could come, friends definitely, if i can make some here with common interests, and a partner, someone who shares the same mind set, someone who loves me for who i am, not who they think i am. i would spend my time creating music and art. a place where i could have time. just time to do the things that i wish to fill my life with. i could do those things now, i just lack the focus, the drive, the patience to do those things. but im going to use this newly gifted time to work on those 3 things. im going to focus on my goals.......what are these goals you ask?
-become a knowledgeable guitar player. i can play, but i want to play well. im trying to practice more, but i need to set aside a few hours each day to practice.
-become a skilled photographer. i feel i have a pretty good eye for things, aesthetically that is. ill make a post of some of my best pics, i feel. i dont want to do like wedding stuff, just visually pleasing photographs.
-become fit. i need to start working out. im not in terrible shape, i just want to be in better shape.
-become a calmer person, a less worrisome person. i want to be able to feel i can go anywhere and do anything. with that though, that just comes with jumping in. i think that this one is going to be the hardest. i dont want to be afraid to ask for what i want anymore.
i really need to work on my patience. im not sure how to do that, but i know i need to work on it. i dont mean standing in line at the bank or in traffic (unless im late for work or something). i just mean with life, with my goals. i expect to pick up the guitar and be the greatest ever, and get frustrated when i realize im not. i need to find this patience with in, to know in order to be the greatest i need to practice.
ive never really practiced at anything, except surfing. oh my, if i could live in asheville and still surf, i think id be a much happier person. i never got discouraged when i was surfing. i would go everyday after school, grab my board and head to the beach. in the entire 2 years or so i lived in florida, i never once stood up on my board, but i was still out there everyday i could go, paddling out and just doing it. i went on vacation to the outer banks the year before last and rented a long board one day and i finally did it. so...maybe i should use that has a template or a model to apply to other things in my life. with patience, hard work and time comes the ultimate reward, the satisfaction of knowing the work i put in was worth something, that i have something to show for it. be it just one day, and maybe 4 or 5 waves, those 2 years i put in help me do that.
i want to find a girl who loves to cook great food. i dont want to be Fry eating bachelor chow and drinking slurm with my robot friends. i want her to teach my tastebuds how to taste and taste well. i was talking to a guy i work with about training your taste buds to be able to determine what good food or good drink actually taste like. i mean, i love to eat, so a girl who loves to cook great food would be a great match i think.
thats about all for tonight.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
first one
so, i thought id get a blog. now that carly left dont really have anyone to spill my thoughts to, so what better place to let out random thoughts than on the internet.
you heard right, carly left. to put it simply, she couldnt get out of her head. friends of ours are getting divorced, that scared her, i couldnt calm her down so she left. she ended it very poorly in my opinion. i just came home one day and all her stuff was gone. i was hoping there for a bit that we could have ended it where she just left her stuff and eventually she realized that she was being stupid and come back, but nope. dont get me wrong now, if she wasnt happy and leaving was the only thing that would make her happy then by all means, id let her go....but...this isnt the case. oh well.
not sure what else i want to talk about....so i guess ill keep on this heartbreak theme ive been living lately.
this sudden breakup just left me hanging with my jaw dropped. i had my nights of sleep due to tears but thats behind me know and ive just been pretty much numb, the sleeping pills help. it has made me think about my past relationships though, mainly courtney. that was a very odd thing when i look back on it. i have no idea how i became the person i was and i hate to think i could ever be that person again. i dont blame her for leaving me at all. i do blame her for going behind my back, but....thats in the past. makes me wonder if i could ever try to reconnect with her on any sort of level. i can sit here and say that i could be civil and all, but when it really comes down to it, when i saw her, who knows how i would feel. it scares me to think that as soon as she walked up, i would revert back to person i dont ever want to be. her and i are on two different wave lengths now i suppose. but, i cant help but wonder what could be.
another thing ive been wondering about is the girls i may experience in my future. what type of girl will i meet? how will i meet her? what color eyes will she have? will she have good taste or horrible taste? something that really upsets me though is the fact that i have no idea how to approach a woman in the general public. im not confident enough to go to a bar alone, or anywhere for that matter. i am going to the 311 concert alone, but not by choice. it scares me to think that im going to be alone now, that carly was my last shot at having a strong, lifelong relationship. i really felt that i could have spent my life with her. now, im worried how in the world i will ever meet another girl. i just hope the next girl i end up with isnt crazy. the last 4 have all been crazy in their own way.
my ideal girl would be someone who is just as goofy as i am. someone who doesnt mind acting a fool around me, be it singing silly songs or getting ridicously fucked up. it be nice if we had very similar taste in music, art, movies, food, so on and so forth. having matching ideals on politics, religious, drugs, sex, finances, children, etc....now that does sound a little boring, and i dont want us to have everything in common. i want to be able to sit down and have thoughtful conversations on the things i have previously mentioned. i want her to bring new point of views to the table, ways of looking and thinking about things that i never have before. that was the one thing carly and i never had. she was too closed off, never spoke to me about anything, which ultimately killed us. more importantly i want her to help me live life the way i dream about living, the way i feel im not strong enough to do alone. living on the edge if you will. that sounds so sad....and i guess it is, but its the truth.
ill stop complaining now....they wont all be like this.
you heard right, carly left. to put it simply, she couldnt get out of her head. friends of ours are getting divorced, that scared her, i couldnt calm her down so she left. she ended it very poorly in my opinion. i just came home one day and all her stuff was gone. i was hoping there for a bit that we could have ended it where she just left her stuff and eventually she realized that she was being stupid and come back, but nope. dont get me wrong now, if she wasnt happy and leaving was the only thing that would make her happy then by all means, id let her go....but...this isnt the case. oh well.
not sure what else i want to talk about....so i guess ill keep on this heartbreak theme ive been living lately.
this sudden breakup just left me hanging with my jaw dropped. i had my nights of sleep due to tears but thats behind me know and ive just been pretty much numb, the sleeping pills help. it has made me think about my past relationships though, mainly courtney. that was a very odd thing when i look back on it. i have no idea how i became the person i was and i hate to think i could ever be that person again. i dont blame her for leaving me at all. i do blame her for going behind my back, but....thats in the past. makes me wonder if i could ever try to reconnect with her on any sort of level. i can sit here and say that i could be civil and all, but when it really comes down to it, when i saw her, who knows how i would feel. it scares me to think that as soon as she walked up, i would revert back to person i dont ever want to be. her and i are on two different wave lengths now i suppose. but, i cant help but wonder what could be.
another thing ive been wondering about is the girls i may experience in my future. what type of girl will i meet? how will i meet her? what color eyes will she have? will she have good taste or horrible taste? something that really upsets me though is the fact that i have no idea how to approach a woman in the general public. im not confident enough to go to a bar alone, or anywhere for that matter. i am going to the 311 concert alone, but not by choice. it scares me to think that im going to be alone now, that carly was my last shot at having a strong, lifelong relationship. i really felt that i could have spent my life with her. now, im worried how in the world i will ever meet another girl. i just hope the next girl i end up with isnt crazy. the last 4 have all been crazy in their own way.
my ideal girl would be someone who is just as goofy as i am. someone who doesnt mind acting a fool around me, be it singing silly songs or getting ridicously fucked up. it be nice if we had very similar taste in music, art, movies, food, so on and so forth. having matching ideals on politics, religious, drugs, sex, finances, children, etc....now that does sound a little boring, and i dont want us to have everything in common. i want to be able to sit down and have thoughtful conversations on the things i have previously mentioned. i want her to bring new point of views to the table, ways of looking and thinking about things that i never have before. that was the one thing carly and i never had. she was too closed off, never spoke to me about anything, which ultimately killed us. more importantly i want her to help me live life the way i dream about living, the way i feel im not strong enough to do alone. living on the edge if you will. that sounds so sad....and i guess it is, but its the truth.
ill stop complaining now....they wont all be like this.
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