Hate Your Life? |
Something funny I learned today. . . If you are having trouble getting through the day, take your situation and make it the lyrics of a reggae song. It lightens the mood seriously, and might even make... Posted by on Thu, 30 Apr 2009 17:07:00 GMT |
The Learning Process Part Two |
In continuation of my self-analysis, I have also learned the following:MusicI love vinyl records: they're collectible, they're live, they're classic. By sharing the vinyl experience with a good friend... Posted by on Fri, 24 Apr 2009 17:55:00 GMT |
The Learning Process |
I am me, I am not me, and I have to be. It is hard for me to coordinate with something with which I never liked the nomenclature, so I won't mention it. I always liked the word "journal" much better. ... Posted by on Fri, 24 Apr 2009 15:50:00 GMT |
From The Very Bottom of My Heart and Soul |
What's goin' on here
Inside your heads, people?
You can't control people
With your wicked way
I've had enough now
You've gotten lowdown
So goddamn lowdown
Some kind of phase
Ever... Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 14:50:00 GMT |
Whatever. . . |
. . . said the hamster who was run over by his own exercise wheel . . .
I say that and I say this,
Congrats to some
My condolences to others
Thank you to many
And other things that will stay&nbs... Posted by on Thu, 06 Nov 2008 04:43:00 GMT |
The Great Sovereign Drawing Board |
My head and heart are on the verge of imploding. I have come to realize that I have never been comfortable here and never will be. Everything is a circle, and it has become impossible to turn the arro... Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 18:12:00 GMT |
Struggle |
Everything here is twisted. Even in the good things lie negativity.
For instance, peace would be no war, no conflict, no trials. Inside every good word are two negative words fighting to cancel themse... Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 15:22:00 GMT |
Reflection Versus Shadow |
The five o'clock hour is sounding its horn. Time for words from yours truly:
Minutes ago I found myself outside playing soccer with my cat, cigarette ashes dripping from my fretting hand . .... Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 08:54:00 GMT |
Life Is Like A Box Of Chocolates |
This is going to sound really naive and silly, but . . .
Sometimes I wish that Forrest Gump was a real guy, because I'll bet he would be cool as hell to hang out with. Also, if your life had no ... Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 01:50:00 GMT |
One Thing I Love. . . |
. . . is how great of a companion Duane Allman can be when it's raining outside and in . .
&... Posted by on Tue, 26 Aug 2008 05:26:00 GMT |