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