catharsis

Caged animals.

The rain drops drip down the side of the house and my mind jumps from story to story. Analogies of my life, events of the past week, and my emotions race through my brain as I try to pick out which is good enough to show to the world. Are any of them good enough?
A few months ago I spent some time with my grandma. We always have great conversations and I thoroughly enjoy listening to her stories. One that stuck out in my head was about toys and modern culture and how very different it is than when she grew up.
With no toys, they would find their own ways to have fun. After killing and eating a chicken, her sister and her would take the wishbone and break it off. The person who got the bigger piece had to marry the next male who walked into the room. Once her sister won and the next man who walked in the room was their neighbor, old man ____ (forget his name). Of course laughing ensued.
This particular neighbor lost his house in a tornado and his children and wife died, but he survived. After the tornado he lived in a tent and went crazy. He poured concrete over his families graves and wandered around aimlessly.
Just an interesting story.

Enjoy this. I do.

I kick-start the truck

Good things? I guess we will find out what is good and what is bad.

Songs:
Motion City Soundtrack - Fell in love without you (acoustic)
Randy Newman - You've got a friend in me
Joe Esposito -You're the best around
Wilco - Heavy Metal Drummer
Ozma - Domino Effect
Explosions in the Sky - Your hand in mine
The Dead Weather - Hang you from the heavens
Foo Fighters - Times like these
Tristan Prettyman - Simple as it should be
Charlie and Dennis - Dayman
Cage - Shoot Frank
Lil Wayne - Freestyle


Albums:
Owl City - Ocean Eyes
The Strokes - First Impressions of Earth
Wilco - Yankee Fox Trout
Bob Dylan - Blonde on Blonde
Camera Obscura - My Maudlin Career


Books:
Where the sidewalk ends: Poems and Drawings - by Shel Silverstein

Films:
Crips and Bloods : Made in America


Other:
Awesome drawing site
Sneetches Part 1
Sneetches Part 2
The Giving Tree
Its Always Sunny in Philadelphia - TV

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone

These are two members of my wolf-pack. They are amazing people.

the era we are coming into, you can see it from everywhere ...in the music, in film, in art
the ability to experience a moment without having to look over your shoulder
sing out of tune, cheat on soul mates, dance wildly, and don't care who's watching
no more endless amounts of sarcasm, irony's lost, bitterness gone, guilt gained/forgotten
you put everything at risk: your money, health, sanity, future and all your relationships, family, friends, girlfriends...everyone
given shelter, removed, uprooted, and lost ...getting by and breaking through
couch to couch, place to place...day to day... and club to club to club
high speed photographs taken with hidden cameras ...the pills are in my pocket
the movement of smoke that slides down your throat...the relief it brings
drift out somewhere off the main path, away from what you're accustomed to
embrace life and be adventurous

There aint no baby mama, but there is drama.

Emerging from the smoke, colors and beauty arise.

The sun will rise again. It always does.
Friends will come and go throughout life. Some people will always be there.
You will hate me and you will love me, but you will always miss me.
I will wake up with my head spinning on occasion. Things will clear up shortly.

There are things in life to worry about and there are things in life that I don't have to think twice about. The beauty is always in life; sometimes you just become temporarily blinded to the point where you can't see the beauty. No matter what, your sight will clear up.

I once gave you my heart, but now im just a pretty soul

A bridge always connects two things. I know where I came from; I'm not sure where I am going.

Late night conversations have my mind in a bind.
Too much talking and not enough doing send shivers down my spine.
Bad decisions are floating around my life.
Its dangerous to sit and think under the moonlight.

Pop Tarts, Sex, and the Taj Mahal

Sexy looks on a park bench.

Honestly, I am having a hard time keeping up. Too much on my mind and a lot of it is slipping away. Days are packed with long drives, new cities, new friends, pretty girls, and dancing. I have money, good friends, a passion for life, and most importantly a good sense of myself. I'm learning so much and finding out that there are amazing people where you least expect them. Thank you.

Have you ever wondered what is on Highway 6 at 4:45 am? Well there are families of raccoons, deer, large farm equipment, and a 1994 Honda Accord. I was flying West, running from the sunrise. Pressing the gas pedal down harder as the sky got brighter. My mind raced with what had happened just a few hours earlier. This was life. Please don't even consider doing something that would slow me down. Please.

Growing Pains

Lately I've had a lot on my mind. More than normal. The past few days I have slowed down the pace of life and focused a bit more on myself. I needed this time to just collect my thoughts and try to find out what is best for me going into the future. I pride myself on putting others first and being there for my friends, but this time I just needed to focus on myself.
After tonight I am feeling much more like myself and my happiness is becoming much closer to real than the fake happiness I have shown the past week. Thanks for your patience.