Bullcrap
I haven't had too much to say. Life isn't interesting right now. I'm being prodded to join a bowling league, and I think it's looking good, even though I hate bowling with a passion. Ah well. The cruise you get at the end sounds like it will be worth the time.
I plan on going to see the Devil's Rejects this week.
That's about it.
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I will walk with my hands bound
I will walk with my face blood
I will walk with my shadow flag
Into your Garden
Garden of Stone Labels: bowling, lyrics, meh, pearl jam
The Inevitable Return of the Great White Dope
Yeah, whatever.
I'm feeling quite weighed down. (Please, no fat jokes.) All I really know right now is that "Falling Apart" is showing at the Wreck Beach Film Festival, and I'm gunning to attend. That and I've found a good home in regards to taverns. Emily is the #1 bartender, fer sure.
With the impending move (as most have figured out), I'm stressed. I've got a ton on my plate. I just need one good vacation, or one good woman to give me some fun time. It seems like the former is WAY more likely to happen.
If my mind could really sort out everything I've known for the last year and a half or so, I'd end up ruining people. That's a fact. You don't need to ask the fact girl for SHIT.
Either way, Killian's fucking rocks.
Later fuckers. Labels: drunk, falling apart
Boooooze.
This post is brought to you by three really heavy Bacardi and cokes (big on the bacardi, of course) and one pitcher of bud light. I think I'll have another Bac&coke in a minute.
Now it seems to me
That you know just what to say
Words are only words
Can you show me something else
Can you swear to me that you'll always be this way
Show me how you feel
More than ever baby
I don't wanna be lonely no more
I don't wanna have to pay for this
I don't want to know the lover at my door
Is just another heartache on my list
I don't wanna be angry no more
You know I could never stand for this
So when you tell me that you love me know for sure
I don't want to be lonely anymore
Now its hard for me with my heart still on the mend
Open up to me, like you do your girlfriends
And you sing to me and it's harmony
Girl, what you do to me is everything
Make me say anything; just to get you back again
Why can we just try
I don't wanna be lonely no more
I don't wanna have to pay for this
I don't want to know the lover at my door
Is just another heartache on my list
I don't wanna be angry no more
You know I could never stand for this
So when you tell me that you love me know for sure
I don't want to be lonely anymore
What if I was good to you, what if you were good to me
What if I could hold you till I feel you move inside of me
What if it was paradise, what if we were symphonies
What if I gave all my life to find some way to stand beside you
I don't wanna be lonely no more
I don't wanna have to pay for this
I don't want to know the lover at my door
Is just another heartache on my list
I don't wanna be angry no more
You know I could never stand for this
So when you tell me that you love me know for sure
I don't want to be lonely anymore
(Rob Thomas - Lonely No More)
Thanks
Thanks to Garvin for creating another great header graphic for me. Thanks to Nicole for having such a nice ass. Thanks to me for being in the original photo so no photoshopping was needed to put me there. Labels: garvin, graphics, header, nicole
Fun with my name
Name Origin: Hebrew
Number of Syllables: 2.00
Gender: Male
Lucky Number: 1
Ruling Planet: The Sun
Element: Fire
Primary Color: Red
Traits: Very much the driving life force. A leader. Ambitious. Tends to be impatient. The explorer. The extrovert. Automatically assumes command. Frequently a "big brother" or "big sister". Very strong feelings either for or against. Would not knowingly hurt anyone but might not realize her/his own strength. Can stand being praised and is entitled to it. Praise can spur to greater things. Labels: metaphysical, name
Search and re-visitation.
I was re-reading some old posts here on the site while looking for an entry I had posted a while ago. I found the post I was looking for (thanks to the search tool on the site) and it really reminded me that people take their own spin on things, no matter how you word things, they still find some other way to see it.
The entry I was looking for. I didn't want to re-post the lyrics. And I still say fuck the promises I made. All bets are off.
I should have just taken that tone when it started. Labels: lyrics, promises, the streets
Simple Pages
Because I just heard it, and I feel like posting something...
Gimme some love, gimme some love, gimme some I want you to know
Gimme some love, gimme some love, sugar thats the wrong wrong way to go
Open your arms, open your arms honey, and come right back home to me
Gimme some love, gimme some love, sugar thats the wrong wrong way to be
Can't you see
Where to be this time
Simple pages on my mind
Kick it on back, kick it on back, kick it on back to what you know
Gimme some love, gimme some love, sugar on the hard rock radio
When they play tunes, when they play tunes, when they play riffs of the hard rock beat
Gimme some love, gimme some love sugar from the drop with the old school meet
Can't you see
Where to be this time
Simple pages on my mind Labels: lyrics, weezer
Hang the bastard, hang him high...
I've got so many reasons to drink right now, it's not even funny.
Free to a good home in the metro Detroit area, one Joe.
(And I'm serious.) Labels: drunk
Commentary Done.
Mike, Steve, Josh and I sat down in Wyandotte to do the audio commentary for "Falling Apart". It went extremely well. I'd estimate at most two weeks before that DVD is ready to be released to the world. It's been a long time coming, and I can actually hold it in my hands and say, "Yes, I did this."
Fucking awesome.
I dread having to deal with the Secretary of State on Monday, but I must do what I must do.
Later bitches. Labels: commentary, falling apart, film, filmmaking, JTC Productions, Scape Films
w00t.
The weekend was largely uneventful, other than the Suburban Sprawl Music Fifth Anniversary Show at the Magic Stick. I'm looking forward to going through all that footage (2.5 hours worth) and putting something together with it.
I didn't drink enough over the weekend, but I'm not far away from getting the new ride.
Later peeps. Labels: meh, music, suburban sprawl
Damn.
Last night's post might have been a mistake. A complete horror-show, if you will.
Ah well. It was alright for Ludwig Van, right?
I'm out, droogs. Have a good weekend. Labels: drunk
Drunk.
This is the dirst time in a long time since I've been drunk. I went and hit the bottle in the catacombs, so I'm good. And toasted. I avoided sending emails to every woman I've thought about in an impure or relationship manner. This much I know.
But still, each one ends up visiting me in my dreams at least once a month, and I have many questions that I can never ask in phone calls. Past, present, whoever. I don't understand why any of you want to keep in contact. Some of you are in relationships of some sort, long term or not. I wonder why each and every one of you continues to think of me. I wonder really what impact I've had on your lives.
If I asked, would you leave your current man for me, even only if for a night of intense passion?
Don't post here. Email me. RIGHT HERE. This email only lasts for a week or two.
Hurry up and get drunk and tell me what you really think of me. What you really miss from me. I'll keep it private. Labels: drunk
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