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Brian

If you're out to get the honey, then you don't go killing all the bees...

About Me

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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
A bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
Without ever having felt sorry for itself
I am a random thought junk monkey.
I don't stand for anything, except the First Amendment. I don't tell people how to live. I don't preach nor do I weep for things that I cannot have.
But I will grasp at the faint straws of idea that float through this gelatinous mess scientists call the brain. And I will, dear reader, pass those thoughts along to you as time progresses.
I am one of the true minority...a middle-income, straight, white male. In many cultures, and in many cities, I am the enemy.
I have never taken a drug stronger than pot or an occasional cigar the size of New Hampshire. I have never saved the world, nor have I consciously contributed to its demise.
I don't live in the hood, nor have I ever experienced poverty the way many have. My parents were normal. I had religion in my youth, but have since stopped contributing towards organized religion. I am not an atheist, mind you. I just chose to believe in a God who allows me to believe in my own way. I don't believe in Hell, nor do I believe in the common perception of Heaven.
I serve in the military and I support my country and my president and its path. Yet, I do disagree about the way we walk down that path. I am not a raging liberal, nor am I a blatant conservative....I am an independent, free to chose the side that best suits me in the moment.
I don't believe in fashion, yet I generally buy the brand names. I don't care about how others may perceive me, and I prefer to lead, rather than follow.
I am the enemy...an average, straight white male. I didn't pick this race or this existence. However, I do not apologize for it either. I am what I am, and hopefully, you will learn a little more about me each and every day.

My Interests

Tattoos, dark, earth shaking music, Johnny Cash, the color black, Midwestern plains thunderstorms and the smell of impending rain, the realization that everything good comes from rebel thinkers, drinking a thick, black pint of Guinness whenever I please.

I'd like to meet:

I'm just looking for people to connect with on this planet. People who can form complete sentences, are honest and have an opinion on something, anything! Someone who is not afraid to SCREAM AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS in public about something they are passionate about. Someone who is sincere in their beliefs, passionate about their hopes, dreams and wishes, and experienced in life.

Music:

In no particular order:Red Hot Chili Peppers, Flogging Molly, Placebo, The Briggs, Against Me!, Amy Winehouse, Sarah Harmer, Portishead, Mazzy Star, Cold Play, Metallica, Imogen Heap, Smashing Pumpkins, The Black Keys, Frank Sinatra, Gear Daddies, Eminem, Limp Bizkit, Nirvana, The Foo Fighters, Pearl Jam, Korn, Ben Folds Five, The Sundays, U2, Beethoven, No Doubt, Barenaked Ladies, Black Flag, the Ataris, Johnny Cash, NIN, Filter, the Cranberries, Clawfinger, Audio Slave, Van Morrison.

Movies:

Bit of a history buff, so I thoroughly enjoy movies like Saving Private Ryan, We were Soldiers (Once...and Young), Glory, Full Metal Jacket, Platoon, Thin Red Line, Pearl Harbor, Braveheart, etc., 300, Zodiac, The Departed, Billy Elliott, anything Monty Python, Waking Ned Divine, Signs, The Sixth Sense, True Romance, Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction, Fargo, Spinal Tap, Cast Away, 8 Mile, The Quiet Man

Television:

My Name is Earl, West Wing, The Office, basically anything on the History or Military Channel.

Books:

Recently read:The Road; The Last True Story I will Ever Tell; A Monk Swimming; The Nymphos of Rock Flats; The Art of War; Biggest Brother, the Story of Dick Winters and the Band of Brothers; Cold Mountain; Lovely Bones; Stone Summer; Peace Like a River; Mein Kampf (because he's such a sick fuck I just had to know); Antagonist's Encyclopedia; 1984 & every damn cheesy horror novel Stephen King has ever put out .

Heroes:

We are all heros in our own way.

My Blog

The Art of Being Numb

What is worse?To feel the rage and painOr to feel absolutely nothingA pitiful silence bouncing off the walls of my skullThanks to these modern chemicalsswimming through my bloodstreamWhat is definite?...
Posted by Brian on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 04:43:00 PST

Best of the Week

Every now and then I'll jump on here and proclaim my best of the best, shit I have been grooving to recently. So, without further ado, here are some of my favorite things lately:Music:Colin Hay - Just...
Posted by Brian on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 07:48:00 PST

The Road

I wish I was a better writer. Unfortunately, I am someone who borders on the absurd and the brilliant at all times. I write how I talk, and that doesn't often translate well into the written word.Fort...
Posted by Brian on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 03:03:00 PST

Colin Hay

I have the Garden State soundtrack and I listen to it very much. There is this one song that I grew to just love, but never really bothered to look who sang it. The song is called "I just Don't Think ...
Posted by Brian on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 06:35:00 PST

My Poor Brain...

So, I don't really have a direction for this blog yet. I'm a writer, but I don't think I am very good at times. I tend to be a free flow type of writer; I like things to come out as they would natural...
Posted by Brian on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 07:52:00 PST

Mirrors Our Soul

Don't ever cry for me, she saidI've done what I came to doShe wiped the tears from my eyesAnd said her last goodbyesI think I'll miss the sky the mostOn days when the blue is deeper than any oceanOr ...
Posted by Brian on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 08:10:00 PST

Summers in Austin

I think we all have these "summers to remember" from our youth. Mine usually contained a steady diet of three basic things: cars and cruising, girls and the Bridge. Austin, Minnesota wasn't the type o...
Posted by Brian on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 08:01:00 PST

Better than waiting around to die

Really, how odd is it to look back on your life and realize just how many people you have come to know, and how many are left at the end of the day. I guess I got to thinking about all of this as we b...
Posted by Brian on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 07:48:00 PST

Snow

Listen, outside the wind blowsListen to it snowThe deafening impact of each flakeLost in the flurry of the stormSee? Outside the trees swayDancing to the zephyrThe lean of each branch extendedBurdened...
Posted by Brian on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 08:54:00 PST

You

Like a shadow out of the corner of my eyeYou dart in and out of my dreamsWith a captive audience of shooting starsYou play through my mind like a symphony...
Posted by Brian on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 08:32:00 PST