Damn You Pachelbel!

This guy performed at W&M and I remember that the only funny part was this closing song about Pachelbel. I like it, especially since I used to fall asleep to Canon in D mixed with gently crashing waves.

America has spoken:

Pile my food in a bowl, I don't care...You know what, if you could pile my food into a blender and liquify it and then load it into a caulking gun and then shoot it directly into my femoral artery, even better.

But until you invent a Lunch Gun, I would like a Failure Pile in a Sadness Bowl. Please.

AHHHHH NOOOOO!!!! WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU?????

With Anticipation That Burns

And if you think you'll get stuck in a

traffic jam, that's fine, send yourself through a telephone line

It doesn't matter how you get to me...

Just get to me

Go on hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly

There's no better way to fly

To get to me

I look around what I got, without you, it ain't a lot

I got everything, with you, everything

Any time I need a good laugh and a smile, he never lets me down. So classic...

The Human Torch was denied a bank loan

I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Here it goes down, down into my belly.

What? You pooped in the refrigerator? And you ate the whole... wheel of cheese? How'd you do that? I'm not even mad, that's amazing.

I'm in a glass case of emotion!

I could be wrong, but I believe diversity is an old, old wooden ship that was used during the Civil War era.

It's so damn hot! Milk was a bad choice...

I immediately regret this decision.

I'm going to punch you in the ovary. A straight shot. Right to the babymaker.

By the beard of Zeus!

I know what you're thinking. And the answer is yes, I do have a nickname for my penis. It's called The Octagon. But I've also nicknamed my testes. The left one is James Westfall, and the right one is Dr. Kenneth Noisewater. You ladies play your cards right, you might just get to meet the whole gang.

I ate a whole lot of fiberglass insulation. It wasn't cotton candy like that guy said... my stomach's itchy.

¿Comó están, bitches?!

If only I had an excuse to take a road trip through the Dirty South.... cause I got a cravin'for

"With more than 1,200 locations in 20 states, as far north as Ohio and as far west as Arizona, Waffle House is cherished by thousands of diners. Regular customers speak of its employees, its customs, and its food with near reverence. Touring musicians have been known to eat five meals a week there. And yet the Waffle House is so pervasive it's invisible. It doesn't advertise; it hides in plain sight..."

-An excerpt from Wikipedia's article on Waffle House

Perry: Merry Christmas, sorry I f_cked you over.
Harry: No problem. Don't quit your gay job.

Harry: I swear to God, it's like somebody took America by the East Coast, and shook it, and all the normal girls managed to hang on.

Harry: I peed on the corpse. Can they do, like, and ID from that?
Perry: I'm sorry, you peed on...?
Harry: On the corpse. My question is...
Perry: No, my question. I get to go first. Why in pluperfect hell would you pee on a corpse?

Perry: I shot him with a small revolver I keep near my balls.

If you need me, I'm out and on the parkway
Patient and waiting for headlights dressed in a fashion that's fitting to the inconsistencies of my moods


this is why....

we were taught so much better than this

tagline of my new favorite commercial:

The Chili-cheese Thickburger from Hardees. If you don't want chili-cheese fries with it, too bad. You get 'em anyways.

From Hardees TV commercial "Chili Fries." Watch it here.

awesome

Don't let your soul get lonely child
It's only time, it will go by
Don't look for love in faces, places
It's in you, that's where you'll find kindness

Be here now, here now

Don't lose your faith in me
And I will try not to lose faith in you
Don't put your trust in walls
'Cause walls will only crush you when they fall

If you know Tenacious D, you can appreciate this.... and also why I was so excited.

Horray for Honda making an awesome Tron commercial! So fun!

Christians - Maya Angelou

When I say... "I am a Christian"

I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."

I'm whispering "I was lost,

Now I'm found and forgiven."

When I say... "I am a Christian"

I don't speak of this with pride.

I'm confessing that I stumble

and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... "I am a Christian"

I'm not trying to be strong.

I'm professing that I'm weak

And need His strength to carry on.

When I say... "I am a Christian"

I'm not bragging of success.

I'm admitting I have failed

And need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I am a Christian"

I'm not claiming to be perfect,

My flaws are far too visible

But, God believes I am worth it.

When I say... "I am a Christian"

I still feel the sting of pain.

I have my share of heartaches

So I call upon His name.

When I say... "I am a Christian"

I'm not holier than thou,

I'm just a simple sinner

Who received God's good grace, somehow!

The workadays were propping the bar
quietly erasing the week
and i was in a cornerbooth thinking(pretending to read)
about the impossiblity of one to love unconditionally
and the words that we drive into the ground...

The differences pale when compared to the similarities they share.


So much wasted in the afternoon
So much sacred in the month of June
How bout you

Why?

Why am I afraid to dance, I who love music and rhythm and grace and
song and laughter?
Why am I afraid to live, I who love life and the beauty of flesh and
the living colors of the earth and sky and sea?
Why am I afraid to love, I who love love?

Eugene O'Neill

new horrible company motto:
david nygard jewlers - bringing people together through diamonds

should diamonds really be the force bringing people together? is that all that a diamond ring is? a way to get a woman to say yes and agree to put up with you for the rest of her life? is the ring all that she wants? it seems like it is all they want and all they talk about. oh she got engaged? did you see the ring? how big is it?

do diamonds really bring people together or do they drive them apart? do they materialize a union that is supposed to be based on love? david nygard, should you really be proud of bringing people together through diamonds? shouldn't you give them the opportunity to purchase a representation of their commitment to each other, in anticipation for the life of love ahead of them? not just throwing some money at compressed carbon, hoping to get a girl to swoon.


whatever

Like Cholula on your morning omelet, the vibrant colors of fall have set the trees ablaze

well. no doubt that Story of the Year rocks hard. I haven't been to that hardcore of a concert in a while.

It did make me realize that I am either not in the place in life, or am too old, or don't have enough angst to go diving into a mosh pit and thrash around. so...I don't think that is really a bad thing, but I just don't have that desire anymore.

I wish you places
That sit so still
Where people never ever change
and Never ever will
I wish I could hold you
And make you understand
I wish I could be there
But I can't

I call for the witness, present the facts right down to the little things
They say the heart is resilient, in black and white you swore there'd be no strings

She's here...

The burn in your nose as the air bites with every breath

Rolling hills ablaze with the fire of a million leaves

My lips, now a chimney

The boyish fascination with producing smoke

Today I am Bogart, dragging deep and suavely letting out

Tomorrow, Smaug the Magnificent, defending my glimmering territory

A second guess with the first step out the door

A cold rush demands another layer

All signs point to autumn

...And the Battle Begun

Am I crazy because I want to touch your skin?
Is it ludicrous that I've got nothing to believe in that was built by
human hands or controlled by demand?
So, if love is true, let's burn the factory, take off your shoes it's
time for dancin'

Are we going nowhere?
We need disaster to love until we're blinded
Indeed we are caught

What if we get free?

well I'm the last one standing, so this must be my fault
And I'm curled up on the sofa, frozen with regret
It's true a man's accident is another man's assault
But I haven't figured out which one this is yet


and this is you and me and me and you until there's nothing left

You're #1!!!

As if going grocery shopping by yourself, for yourself, isn't depressing enough, what with the knowing looks as you pick out only three bananas or the half gallon of milk or the pint of Ben and Jerry's....and then to top it off, One comes on the loud speaker.  And no.  I don't mean U2's One, no matter who has covered it.  I mean Harry Nilsson's One.  Yeah.  That one.  The one that goes:

Its just no good anymore since you went away

now I spend my time just making up rhymes of yesterday

one is the loneliest number

one is the loneliest number

one is the loneliest number

since you went away

I don't know why, but I imagined it being sung by this bunny... kinda sad

Home will be waiting

there are few things pure in this world anymore

and home is one of the few

I've been away, but I'm back today

and there aint no place I'd rather go

I feel home when I see the faces that remember my own.

we've got nothing to do, but when i look at you,

I see someone I know and I love

And just the crack of your smile will make me stay for a while

For my home, there is nothing above

Then my daddy turned his face up towards the sky

And I knew that there was nothing to loose

I felt the crowd breathe in and I closed my eyes 

And we disappeared into the groove

If I'd say "Go your own way, I'll be with you."

make mistakes and I'll forgive you

home is waiting here for you when you return.

And I'm holding up because I figure that I just make it.

And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping

I used to think that i could just sleep and then I'd dream

And everything it would come to me

Until I woke one day without anything to eat

Lying on the opposite side of the street

No jumping, conclusions,

I don't think there's no solution,

Let's get, backwards,

And forget our restless destination.

Let's live in this moment just this time, could we?

Anything to avoid clockwatching.

home is where the heart is because so much of what we know about love was learned at home.  and this is why we look for that feeling of home in the love we seek... wanting to come back home doesn't always refer to location...

What did I say the other day? Hasn't been a good kicker since Chip Lohmiller. It is sad but true...

Melvin Udall: Where do they teach you to talk like this? In some Panama City "Sailor wanna hump-hump" bar, or is it getaway day and your last shot at his whiskey? Sell crazy someplace else, we're all stocked up here.

Follow the clues...

This is a party without the people

This is a show without the sounds

this is a dance without the steps 

Now I gave you the clues, 

so find what I've found

Daniel Belen

Communications Assistant & Webmaster

Williamsburg Community Chapel

(757) 941-1563

lesson of the night: when your prescription bottles say this, you should believe them...

i am strong, i am incorrigible, and i will not stand for second-rate effort by those who work for me. the goal is excellence and i will achieve it myself, if i must

The depravity of the universe in the mirror

good chapter this week. tough to swallow, but good.

I sometimes wonder whether we are moving through time or time is
moving through us.

I believe that the greatest trick of the devil is not to get us into
some sort of evil, but rather have us wasting time.

If you don't love somebody, it gets annoying when they tell you what
to do or what to feel. When you love them you get pleasure from
their pleasure, and it makes it easy to serve.

It was as if we were broken, I thought, as if we were never supposed
to feel these sticky emotions. It was as if we were cracked,
couldn't love right. couldn't feel good things for very long without
screwing it all up. We were gasoline engines running on diesel.

I do buy the idea we are flawed, that there is something in us that
is broken. I think it is easier to do bad things than good things.
And there is something tin that basic fact, some little clue to the
meaning of the universe.

We have to be taught to be good. It doesn't come completely
natural. In my mind, that's a flaw in the human condition

Sometimes I think, you know, if there were not cops, I would be fine,
and I probably would. I was taught right from wrong when I was a
kid. But the truth is, I drive completely different when there is a
cop behind me than when there isn't

It is hard for us to admit we have a sin nature because we live in
this system of check and balances...everybody is watching everybody
else. It is as if the founding fathers knew, intrinsically, that the
soul of man, unwatched, is perverse.

The problem is not a certain type of legislation or even a certain
politician; the problem is the same that is has always been. I am
the problem. I think every conscious person who is awake to the
functioning principles within his reality, has a moment where he
stops blaming the problems in the world on group think, on humanity
and authority, and starts to face himself.

He cannot accept her affection because she is loving a man who
doesn't exist. He plays a role. He says he is an actor in his own
home.

I wondered how beautiful it might be to think of others as more
important than myself. I wondered at how peaceful it might be not to
be pestered by that childish voice that wants for pleasure and
attention. I wondered what it would be like not to live in a house
of mirrors, everywhere I go being reminded of myself.

All this flashy rhetoric about loving you.
I never had a selfless thought since I was born.
I am mercenary and self-seeking through and through;
I want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn.

Peace, reassurance, pleasure, and the goals I seek,
I cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin;
I talk of love - a scholar's parrot may talk Greek -
But, self-imprisoned, always end where I begin.

I think every well-adjusted human being has dealt squarely with his
or her own depravity.

if you say it enough, maybe you will begin to believe it...

song lyrics that seem appropriate for the moment:

There was a party last night, last night
Cigarettes and empty bottles, empty bottles
Better open up this window, this window
Need some air to clear my head, clear my head

Alone in these strange beds
I think that I've travelled enough
Poetry and aeroplanes
I am tired of waiting for love

Tend to fall asleep in the fast lane, in the fast lane
Sometimes sinking low in the high life, in the high life
No more happy songs of heartbreak, oh' heartbreak
Or playing white knight misunderstood, misunderstood

Alone in these strange streets
I think that I've walked them enough
Poetry and Aeroplanes
I am tired of waiting for love

Another night I lie awake
In woken dreams of faith and fate
Hope my love don't come too late

She stole, my grandmother's watch, a treasure to touch
To keep time to herself
Her mind, was a very big house, we got lost there for hours
Until August fell.

You say you're alright, but Josie it's time
You gotta get your feet on the ground
But she says: "No, don't you see we have wings?
It's the funniest thing, it's just that no one knows."


Can you say goodbye, without ever leaving?
That's some sad soul to keep
Amanda awakes in a moment believing
She's better off staying asleep
So she drives by the station
Imaginin' somewhere
Sings a slow slow song

Now she's waiting at the stoplights
With no where to go
But in our town there's just one stoplight
Oh I wish she would know
There's a world outside her window
Anywhere the wind blows

She sleeps like a girl, but wakes like a woman

I wish you would've grabbed the gun
And shot me 'cause I died
And I'm nothing now without you
yeah, I'm less than nothing now

I'm the one between the bars and lost forever now
'Cause it's over now

It's harder now that it's over
Now that the cuffs are off
And you're free; You're free with a history


Never was good with decisions that's what I've been told
I've been holdin on to this ticket cause one day I'll pay this toll

Freedom came my way that night
just like a jet plane In and out of sight
I was hauling ass at a million miles an hour
wondering how hard I'd hit

I'm taking a chance on the wind
I'm packing all my bags
Taking a mistake I gotta make
then I'm glory bound


i never really had a problem
because of leaving
but everything reminds me of her
this evening
so if i seem a little out of it, sorry


Only I can make these changes, nobody else
Say goodbye to those sleepless nights
Those corridors with no end in sight
A driven man with these words I write
I'm making peace with my soul tonight


In a room draped in blue
i am thinkin of you
i am tired
and i cant sleep
and for you i will weep
in a flash you are gone
yet around me life is calm
i cannot understand
is this part of the plan


Bright lights, big city
Was quite extraordinary.
The drive was pretty.
I was in perfect company.
The love of a lifetime,
Since we were elementary friends;
The one with the bright eyes..


(mostly for the connection to the scene in Wicker Park. I still don't know why that is so powerful to me)
I had to find you
Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets
And NURSE me your questions
Oh, let's go back to the start

Running in circles
Calling tails
Heads on a science apart

Nobody said it was easy
Oh, It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard


We couldn't all be cowboys
So some of us are clowns
Some of us are dancers on the midway
We roam from town to town
I hope that everybody can find a little flame
Me, I say my prayers, then I just light myself on fire
And I walk out on the wire once again

Letters from further away keep pulling me close to home
And there's something to cushion my callous sighs.
And I know that you hope for longer good-byes
Embracing for forever and falling in your eyes.

Pouring over photographs
I'm living in your letters
Breathe deeply from this envelope it smells like you and I can't be without that scent
It's filling me with all you mean to me

She looked just like a train wreck
That could've been avoided
In a third world country
By a long stretch of farmland
Where the waters had run high
And washed the topsoil down the river

Well it's life informing art informing life again
Like every stupid kid
That thinks that they're the first in pain
The first to rip themselves apart
The first to try and live without a heart

I miss you girl, I hope you're fine
Good luck, love
Or goodbye

I want to see your face, even hear your lies

you say....i only hear what i want to

Ashes in the Fall

A mass of hands press on the market window

Ghosts of progress

Dressed in slow death

Feeding on hunger

And glaring through the promise

man....i was doing so well too....argh...

I'm telling you.... he is a genius

definitely a welcome sight. can you blame people for lining up for this????

low gas prices make Beep Beep the Jeep happy...

Ma'am. Please calm down. Your CD tray is not a cupholder. I cannot help you clear your browser cache. No I'm not in India.

There's something in the way she eases my mind
And lays me across the bed till I close my eyes
Stirs me in the morning till I can ever be satisfied
I leave Carolina every night in my dreams

When everything about me, I used to be, shivers in the sheets and the blankets of snow
Lost out in the woods were you're looking for me

Broken glass, broke and hungry
broken hearts and broken bones

Why did I have to break in, I only came here to talk


And all that she intends
And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label
She says that love is for fools who fall behind
And I'm somewhere in between
I never really know a killer from a savior

So here's the truth:
You were right all along,
They were never my friends,
And I was living a lie,
But I won't fall for it next time.

You figured me out
I'm like a leaf in the wind
I try and find who I am, but wind up lost in the end.

what i feel like doing right now....

i finally got some pictures from Hurricane Ernesto uploaded to my Flickr account. here is an example:

things to be happy about (i think):

Jenny Was A Friend of Mine was the outro music for one of the commercial breaks for the "big game" AKA Manning brothers sibling rivalry AKA disappointing showing. Still. One of the greatest songs out there. Even if the NFL is just now catching on and will most likely overplay it and make me sick of it. Way to go NFL and ABC's coverage thereof in your attempt to be "hip"

no lines at mug night. that is a first. especially only a couple weeks into fall semester. hey college students, where are you? don't tell me you are studying on a Sunday night. especially you seniors. man up. there is no excuse for missing any opportunity for mug night. you only have 30 or so left. dont miss them

the Leafe carrying both Magic Hat and Legend Oktoberfest. one mug of each. good night all around.

be the change you want to see in the world.

Adam Duritz, you disappoint me

Tonight's Counting Crows concert was good.  The evening was great, the venue was great, the company was great.  But it wasn't as good as it could have been.  It was a night brimming with potential, but it didn't end up living up to it.  Unfortunately.  It seemed things like parking and walking and beer prices were going to ruin the night, but there was always a silver lining.  Yeah we had to walk a ways, but there wasn't a line at Will Call.  Yeah the beer was ridiculously expensive, but they had Magic Hat and Killians, surprisingly.  Yeah, we were far away from the stage and felt like we were just watching a video on a jumbo-tron, but the grass was soft and comfortable, the summer evening air was nice and being out under the sky was relaxing.

From there, there weren't really as many positive counterpoints to balance it out.

Goo Goo Dolls opened.  Disappointing at best.  The banter from lead singer, Johnny Rzeznik, earned a grade of D- and a big yawn.

Counting Crows.....sigh

now maybe i am more critical of them because they are one of my favorite bands and i have seen them a couple times before, so i have something to compare it to.  but the stage and lighting and set list and energy level and passion....were all lacking big time.

the set was hurtfully short.  i honestly felt like they only played half of a show.

songs they didn't play that i really wanted to hear (in order of importance)

round here

raining in baltimore*

a murder of one  

anna begins

angels of the silences

four white stallions

american girls

barely out of tuesday*

sullivan street

up all night (frankie miller goes to hollywood)

goodnight elisabeth*

goodnight L.A.

new frontier

if i could give all my love to you (richard manuel is dead)

mercury*

walkaways*

all my friends

*i didn't really expect them to play these songs, but i really wish they had.

songs they didn't play that i am glad they didnt play:

accidentally in love

songs they did play that i disagreed with (in light of the fact that they were taking the spot on the set list of one of the aforementioned songs):

have you seen me lately

catapult (which i love, but not that much)

omaha (see above)

ghost train (see above)

big yellow taxi

and above all, adam just sang.  no instruments.  he played piano for A Long December and nothing else.  I see that as kinda weak.  especially since at past shows he has played piano or at least harmonica or tamborine during certain songs.  it is weak sauce if you ask me.

so in general, i can't bad-mouth the Counting Crows cause they are a great band and have a special place in my heart.  But, if I were to bad-mouth them, you would have just finished reading me doing so.

Funny Bumper Sticker

On the back of a truck on the way in to work today, there was a POW / MIA bumper sticker that said:

Boycott Jane Fonda

American Traitor Bitch

Funny and true.  In my head, I heard the redneck guy from the 98 Rock morning show on the way to work who would end every sentence by saying "what the hell is this, Russia?"

Daniel Belen

Communications Assistant & Webmaster

Williamsburg Community Chapel

(757) 941-1563

maybe i shouldnt bother even bringing it up....but doesn't anyone else wonder why those bikinis that the AVP pro volleyball players wear are so small? i mean...how is that comfortable? or necessary? you know you are going to be on TV...so aren't there any other options out there for women participating in an athletic sport on the beach?

Introducing Gatorade's newest flavor: Used Motor Oil

Anticipated by many who visited Unit H over the summer, the incriminating (or dream-fulfilling) photo is now released:

Yes, that is Matt Mantell sitting on the couch with a massive bucket of Cheese Balls, watching TV and stuffing the crunchy, greasy, cheesy goodness into his mouth. Priceless.

When does old become too old?
when it comes to driving, shouldn't there be a point at which you realize you are too old to keep up? shouldn't you take yourself out of traffic, out of the driver's seat because you are endangering yourself and others? you are old, you can barely see, you can barely hear, you can barely move. what makes you think you still are capable of operating a motor vehicle?

what gets me even more is the people who are handicapped and still drive around. now, i am going to make a huge, sweeping, most-likely offensive, generalization, but come on! get off the road! if you are incapable of walking the 30 yards from a regular parking space to a shop or store, then why do you get to drive a car? i would really like to know how many other nations give out special license plates for handicapped people. i mean, how does that work? you come in and say, "yes, hello, my leg has been amputated and i have no arms, so i would like to apply for a handicapped license plate." and what is up with the DMV actually giving handicapped people the ability and right to drive? i mean there are some things where the safety and benefit of the entire population needs to come into your calculations of the situation when you decide that in spite of a person's debilitating condition that limits their ability to see, hear, walk, move, eat....etc, you will look the other way and uphold their right to have the freedom behind the wheel to drive and make everyone else's life on the road a living hell.

i feel like if this was Germany (and not just Hitler Nazi regime, exterminating cripples and homosexuals and Jews) and a handicapped person walked into the German version of the DMV (which I am sure is a much more efficient system) and asked for a license to drive a car, they would laugh in that person's face. is that mean? is that cruel? is that insensitive? yes, most likely all of those things. but they are Germans and they never laugh, so it might be good for them to have a good chuckle once in a while. and is it really that much to expect that the people behind the wheel of a powerful machine, like a car, be of sound body and mind, able to optimally use all their senses? i think not. and sure, that might mean the system for getting a diver's license is a little more strict and you can't just walk in and get one whenever you want. it would be a step towards safety on the roads, not intolerance or discrimination. it is a privilege to drive a car on our roads, not a right. and someone has to rule when that privilege needs to be revoked.

if you don't agree or understand, then that is fine. that is your prerogative. but come down and live amid the retirees in Williamsburg, or maybe Florida, and tell me if that changes your mind at all.

I am still not sure if this is actually real, but either way, it makes James M. Kilts, the CEO and President of Gillette, the greatest man in the business world.

the glint in my eyes
the wind at my back

a flickering dance of freedom across my face

i love seeing your handwriting
for the last time

i love the consuming fire which burns and cleanses,
removing all that you once were

lyrics of the moment (i know, there are a lot):


Well I got a bad feeling about this,
I got a bad feeling about this (to hell with you and all your friends, it's on).
I'm coming over but it never was enough
I thought it through and my worst brings out the best in you


The keys to the castle
(Are right where I left them)
The princess walked in just to take more attention,
'Cause after all, well isn't that all that I've been after

I wanted you for nothing more,
Than hating you for what you were,
If that's what you wanted to hear


I'm under the assumption
that I'm gonna be the one thats leaving you
tonight, tonight...
Well I flipped every switch
that I could find on my way out just to upset you more
(just to keep you busy) just to make you angry (just because you were right) just because you were...

All tired scream safe haven,
Let's get this out and on the table...


Would you like to forget?
drop everything, start it all over


Well I will never make another promise (without you)
I will never make another promise


So sick, so sick of being tired.
And oh so tired of being sick.
We're both such magnificent liars.
So crush me baby, I'm all ears.
So obviously desperate, so desperatly obvious.
I'll give in one more time and feed you stupid lines all about "its basic..."

Says he's held up with holding on and on and on and on and on
He's smoked out in the back of the van
(We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore)


Your lipstick, his collar.. don't bother Angel
I know exactly what goes on

When everything you'll get is
everything that you've wanted, princess
(well which would you prefer)
My finger on the trigger, or
Me face down, down across your floor
Well just so long as this thing's loaded

And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinking

Don't bother trying to explain Angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on

Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never loved me

Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you?

And all of this was all your fault

And all of this
(Makes things worse)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason: I just need to keep you in mind as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through and find a way to blame somebody else)


And I've got a twenty-dollar bill
that says you're up late night starting
fist fights versus fences in your backyard
Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor
Soaking in sympathy
from friends who never loved you
nearly half as much as me

Well I can't regret,
can't you just forget it?
I started something I couldn't finish
If we go down,
we go down together

You never knew, well I never told you...
Everything I know about breaking hearts,
I learned from you, it's true
I've never done it with the style and grace you have
But I've made long term plans
based on these mistakes

Is this what you call tact?
I swear you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
so let's end this call,
and end this conversation
there's nothing worse...
(that's right he said, that's right he said it)
((have another drink and drive yourself home))
I swear, you have no idea
((I hope there's ice on all the roads))
The jealousy that became me thinking
(that's right he said)
((and you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt))
that you always had it way too easy
((and again when your head goes through the windshield))


I never said I'd take this lying down
but I've crawled home from worse than this

If it's not keeping you up nights
then what’s the point


Literate and stylish; Kissable and quiet
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know
You have it or you don't

You see how much time you're wastin?
You're coward of seperatin


And you're so guilty it's disgusting
He's been sneakin underneath your sheets
and your hands
have been in places that they probably shouldn't go
but don't worry sweetie
cause I already know

Honestly, this is the last time that I see you


Cause I could be your best bet
Let alone your worst ex

I wanna hate you so bad
But I can't (but I can't) stop this
anymore than you can

So honestly, how could you say those things
when you know they don't mean anything

This is all wrong and it shows
There's certain things I promised not to let you know
You've got this silly way
of keeping me on the edge of my seat
But you're only counting the clock against the train
And you're just getting started
I'm miserable, oh

You've got me right where you want me
(let's never talk) Let's never talk, let's never,
let's never talk about this again because...
I didn't want it to mean that much to me


Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far

It's times like these, where silence means everything
And no one is to know about this


Subliminal thoughts when I’m stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom. Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin is just not real enough.


It's hateful to say
I see it this way
I don't even know who you are
But in my defense I'd do it again
I don't need to know who you are


I heard about your trip
I heard about your souvenirs
I heard about the cool breeze and the cool nights
And the cool guys that you spent them with
I guess I should have heard of them from you

Well don't you see, don't you see
That the charade is over
And all the "best deceptions" and the
"Clever cover story" awards go to you

So kiss me hard
'Cause this will be the last time that I let you
You will be back someday
And this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips
Will be of service to keeping you away


all her wants to fill a need
she wants to save you with her bandages
after she makes you bleed
like a vampire, a parasite
stretch the neck of her victim
she finds her prey in broad daylight

kryptonite underneath
you used to be her superman
but now you're fading, now you're weak

never how or why
it worked to play the big lie
to dim the truth from causing her wet eyes


I used to lose floating memories, found myself wishing I'd remember old times.
But I woke today,
felt another way,
felt free in the sky to fly.

The air quality was something new to me and I got along fine with the sun.
And when I rest my head and I lay down to bed,
I put the pieces down with the blame.
And if all goes well, at the morning bell,
I'll wake feeling free just the same.

And with my drink in hand I got up to stand and I was off to a regular day.

I thought I told you a thousand times before when you come knock knock knockin at my door
I don't need you around, I need my soul, but you been taking me out of my mind
i dont want it back, dont need it back; just pack up your shit and get gone
and i got to tell you today that i am so moved on today in every single way
and if i could drink from the water again, i would turn it down
cause the fountain is full when i want it to be
and i dont it anymore you see
so get it together and get gone, baby

cause i am so moved on. i'm gone.



it's about time. this ends tonight.

leaving all that is behind and pressing on towards what is ahead, i press on towards the goal to win the prize...

Daddy’s been looking down his nose at all of them
And I’ve been looking round for someone to tell me who I am
He kept saying I was too young to finish a fight
I’d die each time they came I never got to draw my knife
Well it was just a pair of shoes in a middle school room with the world watching in
An angel is crying I’m dying just a little inside as they ran away
Funny which words stick around 20 years down when you’re driving alone


what's a boy to do?

Lesson for the Day

Drinking your vanilla-flavored protein shake after brushing your teeth and using Listernine is a bad idea.  It would have been much better to do that before Listerine, say around the same time you eat breakfast.  

Resolution: Listerine and vanilla protein shake = not friends

I've got some deep scars from a little black heart that's miles away
I sent it packing after I saw what it did and I couldn't believe
And now my chest hurts from the hole that I dug, it's getting harder to breathe
I'm really gasping, wishing I could turn back and that would fix everything
For once...

My life
I might as well live it
Along with the bad times
Just happy to be living

Some trust fund prosecutor, got off-message at Yale, thinks he's gonna run this up the flagpole, make a name for himself, maybe get elected some two-bit, congressman from nowhere, with the result that Russia or China can suddenly start having, at our expense, all the advantages we enjoy here. No, I tell you. No, sir. Corruption charges! Corruption? Corruption is government intrusion into market efficiencies in the form of regulations. That's Milton Friedman. He got a goddamn Nobel Prize. We have laws against it precisely so we can get away with it. Corruption is our protection. Corruption keeps us safe and warm. Corruption is why you and I are prancing around in here instead of fighting over scraps of meat out in the streets.


Corruption is why we win.

Snakes on a Plane. Genius. Pure genius. It reminds me of the SNL skit and all kinds of other things, but the best part is the thought that Samuel L. Jackson is going to be on a plane with snakes.


I just find it hard not to picture the Pulp Fiction Samuel L. Jackson in this movie. Coming up to snakes and pointing a gun in their face and saying things like "And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee." or all grammatical uses for the F Bomb (which I don't think i need to leave examples of here).

i think this guy is as excited for this as i am. and drenching every word with a thick coating of sarcasm, as i am.


be the change you want to see in the world.

well i always cross the line
but i'm working on that i'm working on that
one touch and i am over
it's just that i'm no good at conversations
these silent demonstrations
that i'm already in too deep



the boyish smile hides the battle scars
and you wonder just how innocent we are

i give up














So I close my eyes
And I close my mouth
And do this all in time to the music
That dances like fools set on fire
Flailing their arms in a room full of whores

Now that the US has been eliminated, I just don't know what team to support for the rest of the World Cup. Such a tough decision...

Arena: it is time to face to music. drop the curatains. resign. you have no desire, no focus, you are not a good coach.

and finally, i think you realize it.

be the change you want to see in the world.

Maybe I shouldnt hold it against my parents that they sheltered me from all kinds of the things in my childhood. Take Who Framed Roger Rabbit? for instance. As a confused and naive child in the early 90s (since I didn't actually know about it when it came out in 1988, being only 6 years old at the time. i have been playing pop culture catch up ever since) I was upset that my parents wouldn't let me watch a movie that looked fun and funny and innocent. I mean it had cartoons, right? Like Disney, right? Exhibit A: Jessica Rabbit.

I have no clue what my little mind would have though of her at that time in my life, but I am glad I didn't have to cross that bridge. My innocence was immeasurable. Clearly, looking back on it now, I can see what my parents were saying. She is a seductive vixen with more curves than a Formula 1 track. Ridiculous. This is no typical cartoon character. This is a fabricated, fictional sexy seductress mingled with the live action actors, making them melt on the floor in front of her. one bat of that foot-long eyelash and you're done.

and her famous line from that movie (not that I have even seen it yet) is "I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way."

out of control.


So, to my parents I owe an apology. And to Eve 6, I finally know what you are talking about. I mean I kinda knew, but really I had no clue.


Well I kind of sort of saw the sirens coming
She was running toward me wearing almost nothing
And my heart beat skipped when she bent down at the hip
And her lips pressed against mine

Like Jessica Rabbit she collects bad habits gets her drinks for free
Animated vixen stole Cupid's arrow and came to rescue me
In the blink of an eyelid my lid opened up and I could see
That she'd come to rescue me



cartoon characters aren't supposed to make me stumble.

"I am disappointed in the judgment of the referee," Arena said after the game. "We would have liked to come out at halftime even, with a chance to win the game. That was a big call."

dont blame it on the ref. he is one of the best refs in the world, I don't agree with his call, but dont try to shift the blame because of that one call. dont try to weasel your way out of this one.


"Desperate for offense, Arena sent in Eddie Johnson in the 61st minute"

Why didn't he start? Why did you wait till the 61st minute to put him in? Why was there a desperation for offense only in the last ten minutes of the game? not even that. there was a glimmer of hope around the 55th minute, around the time McBride's header went off the post, but then what? the offense disappeared? everyone sat back and passed the ball. there was no urgency, no intentionality, no focus on the goal. YOU HAVE TO SCORE IF YOU WANT TO WIN!!!! play some offense for the love of God. don't wait until you are down a goal or two or three to start thinking about pressing forward. that is futile thinking and it is why there need to be many changes made. set the tempo of the game yourself. play hard, play fast, go to goal, at all costs. make something happen. dont wait for it to happen for you.


"Instead, the United States (0-2-1) finished with one point -- its first in a World Cup played in Europe, but not enough to escape the basement of the four-team group."

embarassing. pitiful. shameful. honestly, it makes me sick to my stomach how poorly that team represented one of the largest and most powerful nations in the world. we suck. that is the conclusion taken from this World Cup.


"Soon after, Dempsey tied it -- the only goal scored by an American this World Cup. The goal in a 1-1 tie with Italy was scored by an Italian defender."

he was the only one on the field that looked like he wanted it. he was playing to win. there was no laziness or jogging or wasted touches on the ball. Dempsey rose to the challenge and earned that starting spot. Starting him in today's game is the singular thing I can say good about Bruce Arena's coaching.

"'The worst part is the finality of it,' said midfielder Landon Donovan, a playmaker who failed to score in this World Cup after getting two goals as a 20 year old in 2002. 'Even during the game, you don't get the sense this is it. Then the whistle blows and it's over.'"

that sums it up right there. no desire. no will to win. not even thinking or realizing that this was your last game in this World Cup. What is wrong with you? do you not love this game? do you not want to play on the highest level? do you not want to WIN???? you, Landon Donovan, above all, performed horribly. Yet you stayed on the field in your utter ineptitude and worthlessness. Like a little girl with no confidence, you continually hesitated and pulled back. no intensity, no fire. you even had a WIDE OPEN look at the goal nearing the end of the game, but you didnt shoot. you are too scared to shoot. you cant do it. you have no confidence. on this level of play, there is no room for arrogance that is not earned and there is no place for a lack of confidence in your own ability. you HAVE to take that shot. you had no choice. that moment defines you and your team and your coach. the opportunity of a lifetime is right in front of you, but you wont take it. it is as if you don't care. how can you not be thinking about the fact that it is your last game??? you have to know that you and your entire team must man up and play balls-to-the-wall to win this game.
whether that is a lack of interest and motivation and desire on your part or whether it is your coach failing to inspire, you have disgraced us all. i am ashamed to be a United States soccer fan.


finally, i call for Bruce Arena's head on a silver platter (proverbially of course). FIRE HIM IMMEDIATELY! there must be a message sent that we will not stand for this level of futility in coaching and inability to compete. He must be fired today and announce the search for a new head coach. open the doors to all who would apply. get a great player or great coach. Franz Beckenbauer, Marco Van Basten....hell, call up my high school coach TJ White. He would do a better job, there is no question in my mind. there are great coaches in the United States and in the world. it is time the American soccer community takes its head out of its ass and realize that Bruce Arena is NOT ONE OF THEM! Fire him now. find a new coach. give him free reign over the team. if you suck, youre cut from the team. we have four years to prepare. it is time to start now.



one game changes everything

in spite of the long wait between posts, i will return to the form frequently employed: letting the lyrics speak for me (or to me).

So go on, if this will make you happier

It got you this far, did what you had to

You've wasted every moment of your Saturdays and your Sundays


You're wasted from the boredom, was never supposed to be like this 

I guess what I'm saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

There's no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I'm yours


I know you've been sworn
I read your complaint
you're needing someone older
and though I've been warned to live day by day
there's something taking over

let's bypass the bullshit and move on because
the minute hand moves faster than you think it does
and by no fault of yours and by no fault of mine
the bottom line is laying in the bed that we've been playing in tonight


Now how far have we come?
How come there still are some
Who won't let some march to the beat of a different drum
To face it, it's so hard; you must be on your guard
It's not okay and you're not free to be a different way

be the change you want to see in the world.