Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Michael Stipe is a cold blooded killer!

Do you ever have those days where you are just really emotional, and you don't know why? I think it started around 4:00p.m. yesterday and carried through my sleep into today. I have no idea why I feel like this, I just do.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Atlanta is a hot and sweaty city.


Monday, May 29, 2006


Thursday, May 25, 2006

So, you know how in dreams, you just end up in weird places? Well, it starts like this:

I was in my house and I apparently recieved news that Michael Stipe (REM) was out to get me for snitching on him to the cops (for what I don't know). Anyways, I find out he is outside and he starts banging hard on my door, and be it ever so the convience, I am the only one home. I await for him to leave, which he does, and then look up the number to the police. I didn't want to dial 911 for some reason as not to over alert the police. I couldn't find the number though, so I call someone from the church named Beth, and she happens to have the regular office hours police line. The weird thing with that is that I don't remember getting to the police on the phone, the next thing I remember was leaving to go to this record store with an artificial beach, and when I went inside to hide from Stipey, I decided to buy some records, vinyls, actual records. First though, I bough the Clash's "Sandinista", but in some special packaging. Then I got quite a bit of wilco "A Ghost is Born", "Summerteeth", etc, and a few others that I cannot remember. All in all I think I got 9 LPs and it was only something like 30 bucks ( I wish it was really that cheap in real life)! Anyways, I heard Stipe was coming, so I had to leave before he was gonna get me. Now in real life I wouldn't worry that Michael Stipe would try to take me down, but for some reason in the dream I was on the run (in real life, I know I could take him down, because everybody hurts... sometimes).

So I end up going to the BCM/BSU, and for some reason we all end up getting life guard certified and I see people I haven't seen in ages, a James Lambert and an Aaron Cavanaugh, people who I never really hung out with but were moreso common accquaintences. Anyway, we move a few things around and next thing I know, we are on a plane to Haiti! But not regular Haiti, some offshoot nearby island with a landingstrip that is similar to a dock, and on the way in we notice it's quite a small island. I remember getting to the hotel and then I woke up.

Stipe is out to get me! That's neither shiny or happy!

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Happy Birthday!

Monday, May 22, 2006


Sunday, May 21, 2006

Friday, May 19, 2006

Right now, I am sitting in a coffee shop waiting to start the drive. Maybe it's me, but doesn't it always feel good to be waking up in a different city? so much possibility.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

I like coldplay. They make great music. The videos are cool. But I have to make note of my only complaint about the coldplay: CHRIS MARTIN: STOP "DANCING" ON STAGE OR ANYWHERE ELSE.

Why, oh my gosh, did he decide that he had to dance around like a friggin' fool to make up for his undergrown beard? seriously? why?Sir, your music is great, however, the dancing has got to go!

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Hey random anonymous guy who keeps posting generic compliments with a link to his boat gambling site: YOU ARE LAME!
I have this self destructive part of me that likes to shut off to other people. I had this whole blog typed up about my mom, and I just erased it and was like "nah". Deep down, I'd like to think I am an extrovert, but I am more of an introvert, or a introvert that won't shut up at times. Everything to say and no way to say it. This sounds like rambling I know, but why do I do things like this? Part of me wants to erase this too and just put pictures or something. I need to stop being abstract, I need to start being direct. So, if I have ever been vague to you, I apologize; it's just part of who I am.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

i love animals, but this made me laugh like I was seven

AMSTERDAM, Netherlands - Bears killed and ate a monkey in a Dutch zoo in front of horrified visitors, witnesses and the zoo said Monday. In the incident Sunday at the Beekse Bergen Safari Park, several Sloth bears chased the Barbary macaque into an electric fence, where it was stunned.
It recovered and fled onto a wooden structure, where one bear pursued and mauled it to death.
The park confirmed the killing in a statement, saying: "In an area where Sloth bears, great apes and Barbary macaques have coexisted peacefully for a long time, the harmony was temporarily disturbed during opening hours on Sunday."
"Of course the habitats here in the safari park are arranged in such a way that one animal almost never kills another, but they are and remain wild animals," it said.
Witness Marco Berelds posted a detailed report on the incident, including photos, on a Dutch Web site. He said one Sloth bear tried unsuccessfully to shake the monkey loose after it took refuge on the structure, built of crossing horizontal and vertical poles.
Ignoring attempts by keepers to distract it, the bear climbed onto a horizontal pole, and, standing stretched on two legs, "used its sharp canines to pull the macaque, which was shrieking and resisting, from its perch."
The bear then brought the animal to a concrete den, where three bears ate it.
The zoo said it "usually wasn't possible" for keepers to intervene when an animal killed another.
The park plans now to move the Barbary macaques — which are large monkeys but often inaccurately called "Barbary Apes" — to another part of the park, it said.

Monday, May 15, 2006

It's sixteen miles to the promised land
And i promise you i'm doing the best i can
Don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than a man
'Cause you'll probably end up dead
I visit these mountains with frequency and i stand here with my arms up
Some days last longer than others
But this day by the lake went too fast
And if you want me you better speak up
I won't wait
So you'd better move fast
Don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than you are
With your arms outstretched to me

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Thursday, May 11, 2006

As some of you already know. I have been a vegetarian since january of '02.

I rarely mention this, people usually ask me at dinners or lunches when I am not eating meat.

I get one of two reactions from this:

1. (Intrigue)- "Oh, you're a vegatarian?" in that voice that I might know something that they do not.

2. (Disgust)- "OH! You don't eat meat eh? That ain't right." in the demeanor that implies I think of myself as some pious jackwipe that thinks all people who do are savages.

For clarity, let me give you the facts on my decision to not eat meat:

1. There are no secrets that I know about being vegetarian besides how to make great faux meatballs.
2. I think no less of people who do eat meat.
3. My decision is based on seeing how long I could go without. In life what we do is just as important in that which we will not do.
4. Soy cheese tastes like crap.
5. Yes, I did think I would not be able to go without steak or chicken, but I got used to it.
6. There are tons of things that I can eat!
7. You can get protein in your diet as a vegetarian IN MANY WAYS.
8. There is a difference in Vegetarianism vs. Veganism. Vegans do not have any animal products. Vegetarians will have an Egg & Cheese Bicuit and be happy.
9. Yes, I may go back to eating meat one day, it just hasn't been that day yet.
10. No one likes answering the same questions over and over again.
11. MOST IMPORTANT- CHICKEN AND FISH ARE MEAT! (I get asked if I eat chicken or fish everytime I go out to eat!)

Alright, I am gonna go eat something good and yummy and not weird.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

There's a place in the darkness I use to cling to. That presses harsh hope against time.
In the absence of martyrs there's a presence of thieves. who only want to rob you blind.
They steal away any sense of peace, tho I'm a king.
I'm a king on my knees. And I know they are wrong when they say I am strong.
As the darkness covers me.

[so I have been doing well lately, when on many accounts I should be down. job is well, socially active, artistically awake, finances good, all in all, I am doing good. Yesterday, Me and Nate went to visit Amanda and her beautiful new baby boy. It's amazing to think that they have brought another life into the world. And then a close family friend loses one of their children, and I start thinking about the lives of others around me. For one, my devastation could never compare to the parents who have lost children. Second, pressure is on for some very close to me, and these are people that I love and I want nothing but the best for them.It saddens me that such dark and uncertain times are falling upon those close to me ]

So I turn on the light and reveal all the glory, I am not afraid.
To bear all my weakness, knowing in meekness, I have a kingdom to gain.
Where there is peace and Love in the Light in the Light, I am not afraid.
To let your light shine bright in my life In my life.

[There is hope, that might not always be what we want to hear at the time, and I can say that from personal experience. When you are in pain, sometimes you just need to hurt. I myself -when I am going through horrible times, am a person who does not want to be fixed. I contradict myself that I think I want to be fixed, but I really don't; and then have (in the past) tried to be there for others, when they just needed their own way to deal.]

There are ghosts from my past who have owned more of my soul.
Than I thought I had given away.
They linger in closets and under my bed. And in pictures less proudly dis-played.
A great fool in my Life I have been.
Have squandered til pallid and thin. Hung my head in shame and refused to take blame.
From darkness I know I've let win. Can you hear me? Can you hear me?

[I feel the way this Jennifer Knapp song is many a time, yes I like Knapp, bring it!]

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

This is something that has been on my mind alot lately.

I have this feeling that we, as a whole, tend to not speak up and not express our inner artistic nature in fears that we would be seen odd or not as cool to the perception or ideal of what the Masses might imaginarily think.

I do honestly believe that there is a desire to create inside everyone. And I see the way that art is percieved to basically be drawn up into two categories:

1. Accepetd, usually safe or something that has garnered it's acceptance over a period of time. We have become used to the idea. (Usually, not ridiculed)

2. Not accepeted. Nothing overtly wrong with it, but a little too different to what the Masses can handle at the time. (Almost always ridiculed)

This is not to sound mean, so if you know this person or you are this person, please know this is not an offense, but an example:

I have a picture of three chairs in one of my previous posts. I had received one particular comment that was basically to the affect of "why would you take a picture of chairs?" And this becomes a metaphor for creative culture, either we see chairs or we possibly see, colour, shape, composition, the use of negative vs. positive space. Or basically, they just didn't like the picture, which is cool.

God is a creator, and I believe that he gives us the gift of creation to do just so. Create. I believe this gift is in everyone. Whether it be visual arts, music, poetry, longform, or otherwise, please do not supress your ideas to conform away from a gift that God has freely given you. I know it might not be something everyone likes, but the fact that you like it enough to bring it into this world is art enough.

Monday, May 08, 2006

Sunday, May 07, 2006