Friday, February 13, 2009

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make

It Must Have Been the Roses
Cold Roses->NY, NY
Fool's Gold
Jesus and Tequila
Say Goodbye
Sixteen Blue
Quality of Armor
The Trapeze Swinger
Cactus
Country Feedback
Wild Flower Soul
Modern World
Suitcase Calling
I Threw It All Away

Sunday, February 08, 2009

41 Things

1. Do you like blue cheese?
yes. it is very good on steak

2. Have you ever smoked cigarettes?
yes. Quit 10 years ago and I still dream of them

3. Do you own a gun?
No

4. What flavor Kool-Aid was your favorite?
Grape or Purplesaurus Rex

5. Do you get nervous before Dr. appointments?
yes

6. What do you think of hot dogs?
yummo

7. Favorite Christmas movie:
A Christmas Story, Its a Wonderful Life

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
water

9. Can you do push-ups?
not anymore

10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?
do not wear jewelry

11. Your favorite hobby?
roleplaying games like D&D

12. Do you have A.D.D.?
do not think so

13. What's one trait you hate about yourself?
I have many

14. Middle name?
Charles

15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment?
Beatles
beer
scotch

16. Current hate right now?
what you got

17. Favorite place to be?
in a pub

18. How did you bring in the new year?
alone

19. Where would you like to go?
Scotland

20. Name three people who will complete this?
who knows

21. Do you own slippers?
no

22. What shirt are you wearing?
slashdot.com

24.. Can you whistle?
yes

25. Would you be a pirate?
I am a ninja-pirate

26. What songs do you sing in the shower?
Beatles

27. Favorite girl's name?


28. Favorite boy's name?


29. What's in your pocket right now?
the Precious

30. Last person that made you laugh?
Meghan

32. Worst injury you've ever had?
bruised kidney/broken fingers

33. Do you love where you live?
yeah

34. How many TVs do you have in your house?
4 but only use 1

35. Who is your loudest friend?


36. How many dogs do you have?
none

37. Does someone have a crush on you?
I doubt it

38. What is your favorite book?
Lord of the Rings/American Gods

39. What is your favorite candy?
Snickers

40. Favorite Sports Team?
Carolina Panthers

41. What song do you want played at your funeral?
Beatles Abby Road Medley - You Never Give Me Your Money, Sun King, Mean Mr. Mustard, Polythene Pam, She Came in Through the Bathroom Window, Golden Slumbers, Carry That Weight, The End

Thursday, January 29, 2009

all my friends are married
every Tom and Dick and Harry
you must be strong
to go it alone
here's to the bachelors
and the bowery bums
and those who feel that they're the ones
who are better off without a wife

never been no Valentino
had a girl who lived in Reno
left me for a trumpet player
didn't get me down
he was wanted for assault
though he said it weren't his fault
well the coppers rode him right
out of town

selfish about my privacy
as long as I can be with me
we get along so well I can't believe
I love to chew the fat with folks
and listen to all your dirty jokes
I'm so thankful for these friends
I do receive

I like to sleep until the crack of noon
midnight howlin' at the moon
goin' out when I wanto, comin' home when I please
I don't have to ask permission
if I want to go out fishing
and I never have to ask for the keys

Friday, January 09, 2009

The Second Coming
William Butler Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?