"I've been searching for a simple place, don't know if it exists...."

I was planning on using songs from Amos Lee's new CD, The Last Days At The Lodge, but couldn't find any of the lyrics on the Internet. I have been listening to the CD much of week since I downloaded it. Mr. Lee has once again proven his superior song writing skills in this collection of bluesy southern rock songs. Instead of the newer stuff, you get the older stuff.
Today we had another one of our common Southern Ontario summer thunderstorms. The type we expect when it is hot and humid like it was today. The storm lasted basically from 5-6 and produced a downpour of rain.
Earlier in the day I finished reading Life Of Pi by Yann Martel, it is a good story of survival and imagination. The following is from it. "It's important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go. Otherwise you are left with words you should have said but never did, and your heart is heavy with remorse."
"Now, most days, I spend like a child who's afraid of ghosts in my mind. I know, there ain't nothing out there. I'm still afraid to turn on the lights..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=w5hPVqPMywc
I was trying to do some writing as it was thundering and rain, the storm influenced results are below.
A Summer Thunderstorm
Thunder roared like a Bengal tiger
Lightning conducted water like a symphony
Rain tapped like keys on a piano
The storm lasted no long than an hour
Our warm June afternoon became dark
Electricity quickly zapped off as expected
Candles were lit to provide our illumination
Their light strangely danced in her eyes
I could not focus on anything but them
She had been lost to me until this moment
Something changed in the blowing wind
We moved closer like passengers on a bus
Feet dwarfed into inches and limbs extended
Their extension grabbing for skin and orifices
Abundant wetness soaked eagerly penetrating fingers
Moist lips sucked softness to hardness abandoning air
Gasps of pleasure accompanying gasps for life
Internal storms striking and mirroring external forces
Instead of feeling trapped we were freed
Peacefulness returned upon our mutual climax
Electricity sparked to life and rain sputtered
Before stopping completely as Orbison returned
A love should always be beautiful and lasting
Though it never is or could ever be
The rarity and spontaneity is all we have
Until there is a next time or a last time.
06/26/06
Well not the clips and lyrics I intended to use in today's blog but such is life. The clips and lyrics are Arms Of A Woman and Night Train by Amos Lee.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=aJKQrgUfURk
The end of one novel makes room for the continuation of others and the search for new stories.
jr.

"Haven't fallen down in a while, sitting here walking the line......"

Today I watched Kung Fu panda and thought it was a good animated movie. The perception with Jack Black as the voice of Po the panda is one of humour and only humour. This story is about more than laughs, it is about following your dreams. Po is a panda that wants to be a ninja and accidentally becomes the dragon warrior. This isn't a popular decision among the other ninjas but Master Shifu (Dustin Hoffman) decides to train Panda for the return of the evil Tai Lung. There are good action sequences throughout, a few very funny moments and in the end it is a feel good story. There is a link to information about the movie below.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0441773/
"I'm not ready to love...."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=DeXcG93w1pc
Below is a something I wrote yesterday. An attempt to remember a dream, they are always so tough to remember.
Creating and Learning Beauty
I am learning to dream
Without needing to scream
In a mystical world of falling stars
There is a glistening golden mermaid
With light orange hair illuminating
She transforms after my wish is granted
Turning into a freckled skinned woman
Eyes sparkling like a diamond mines
Their gaze is as vast as an ocean
Light blue on the surface but darker below
I do not know where she appears from
My imagination is a barren land of past failures
Inspiration like oil is becoming more scarce
Though it may only be an illusion of reality
A bump in the road of evolution and prosperity
I have thought a million times or more
About why love eludes me so easily
There does not seem to be good reasons
Except self-hatred and an unknown fear
Needing everything but being too kind
Unable to keep up appearances long enough
Thus allowing feelings to bubble and mature
I will be watching this summer closely
Preparing myself for its memory opportunities
Fresh strawberries and fierce thunderstorms
Images captured in the reaction of human faces
The young girls who are suddenly women
Their bodies creating and learning beauty
I am trying to dream
Without having to scream
My reality might not be fascinating
An alternate world of mystical falling stars
Might be enough to preoccupy me
Until autumn returns with its colours
Offering a landscape to make love in.
06/24/08
Well I don't feel like blogging anymore.
Last night Toronto beat Cincinnati 14-1, it isn't going to happen tonight, it is already 5-0 for the Reds.
The clips and lyrics used today are from Rufus Wainwright including I'm Not Ready For Love and the title lyrics are from Nobody's Off The Hook, there is a clip of it below.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=ucrjDRnmxuQ
Nobody is really off the hook for anything.
jr.

"The sun afire of strings and wires, spin above my head and make it right..."

Nice day today, 23 and partly sunny.
Countdown Tuesday is below. The top 100 songs out of 1229 songs. Same #1 as last week, 31 clips to songs should you be interested in hearing one of them. Significant additions to the playlist that might start showing up in a couple months are songs from Viva La Vida by Coldplay and Seeing Things by Jakob Dylan. Though I am not entirely impressed with much of the Coldplay album, though it could grown on me in the coming months.
Peace.
john.

Top 100 Songs Played This Year On My iTunes Player
1. When I Dream Of Michelangelo by Counting Crows (1)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=SuVXF9os6Gw
2. Thinking About You by Norah Jones (7)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=eq4pbmWiI0Y
3. The Bends by Radiohead (8)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jaA4lXiqClI
4. You Can't Count On Me by Counting Crows (2)
5. Creep by Radiohead (3)
6. Say It To Me Now by Glen Hansard (4)
7. Guaranteed by Eddie Vedder (5)
8. Waiting by City and Colour (13)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=6yrd3ayyXwY
9. Have You Ever Seen The Rain by C.C.R.? (6)
10. The One I Love by David Gray (11)
11. One by U2 (17)
12. Supernatural Superserious by R.E.M. (16)
13. Wonderwall by Oasis (9)
14. Always by Neverending White Lights (10)
15. Long Road To Ruin by Foo Fighters (22)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=68qqyM-_K4w
16. Cowboys by Counting Crows (12)
17. Sunday Morning Coming Down (Live) by Johnny Cash (15)
18. Empty by Ray LaMontagne (18)
19. Hannah by Ray LaMontagne (26)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=KMaWkAmhp3Q
20. Calling All Friends by Low Stars (19)
21. When You Were Young by The Killers (20)
22. Love Hurts by Incubus (25)
23. Falling Slowly by The Frames (21)
24. Hard Sun by Eddie Vedder (24)
25. Blanket Of Ghosts by Dustin Kensrue (23)
26. Southern Girl by Amos Lee (34)
27. Society by Eddie Vedder (32)
28. If I Had Eyes by Jack Johnson (30)
29. Let It Ride by Ryan Adams (27)
30. Everybody Knows by Ryan Adams (28)
31. Everything by Michael Buble (29)
32. My List by The Killers (37)
33. NYC by Interpol (31)
34. All The Trees Are Hers by Hawksley Workman (40)
35. Oceanside by The Decemberists (33)
36. Michelle by The Beatles (47)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=MEzHudlLQEc
37. Hospital Beds by Cold War Kids (35)
38. A Long December by Counting Crows (36)
39. Imitation Of Life by R.E.M. (38)
40. The Con by Tegan and Sara (57)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=q4tcDRkqU4o
41. Where The Streets Have No Name by U2 (59)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=gq08ouOwiqQ
42. You Are My Face by Wilco (39)
43. Strawberry Fields Forever by The Beatles (46)
44. Hard Candy by Counting Crows (43)
45. Impossible Germany by Wilco (60)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=OHYlwDpLFPo
46. The Great Escape by Patrick Watson (56)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jGVF0vWAXkI
47. You're Always Going Too Soon by Matthew Jay (55)
48. Gotta Be Somebody's Blues by Jimmy Eat World (53)
49. No Sugar Tonight/New Mother Nature by The Guess Who (41)
50. If You're Gonna Leave by Emerson Hart (78)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=0SJlLwLALnM
51. Your Song by Elton John (51)
52. Your Heart Is An Empty Room by Death Cab For Cutie (42)
53. The Hardest Part by Coldplay (49)
54. Some Surprise by The Cake Sale (Lisa Hannigan + Gary Lightbody) (45)
55. Baby I Love Your Way by Bob Marley (48)
56. Diamonds On The Inside by Ben Harper (45)
57. No One's Gonna Love You by Band Of Horses (71)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=93OTv6Cjk6U
58. 1492 by Counting Crows (75)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=20dzBkIW2Yw
59. Sleep Don't Weep by Damien Rice (68)
60. The Crane Wife 3 by The Decemberists (67)
61. Anna Molly by Incubus (52)
62. You're Beautiful (Acoustic) by James Blunt (66)
63. Girl In The War by Josh Ritter (54)
64. Lemon Parade by Tonic (58)
65. Montebello Park by The Trews (63)
66. Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison (62)
67. Please Be Patient With Me by Wilco (90)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=u4FnPD7HyUI
68. Club Thing by Yoav (61)
69. Catapult (Acoustic) by Counting Crows (69)
70. Daylight Fading by Counting Crows (50)
71. What Light by Wilco (93)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=El5d8C47GzE
72. You Don't Know How It Feels by Tom Petty (87)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=IQhGfucHbtc
73. The Blues by Switchfoot (64)
74. Elevator Love Letter by Stars (96)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=xU7KGcrD_gc
75. Off He Goes by Pearl Jam (100)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=-6ekFZ9gBl4
76. Million Faces by Paolo Nutini (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=bqRbfWxMknU
77. Kathleen by Josh Ritter (65)
78. Mind Games by John Lennon (81)
79. 1973 by James Blunt (73)
80. Naked As We Came by Iron and Wine (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=0XXD20DhV4c
81. Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=7LqJ2Hqt3A4
82. The Water by Feist (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=l3QbMDSmcbA
83. Have You Seen Me Lately? (Acoustic) by Counting Crows (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=UrayFUXg6i8
84. Last To Die by Bruce Springsteen (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=xR1wOYiSCXw
85. Let It Be by The Beatles (70)
86. Antichrist Television Blues by Arcade Fire (72)
87. Rain King (Acoustic) by Counting Crows (74)
88. High Life by Counting Crows (91)
89. Los Angeles by Counting Crows (76)
90. Miller's Angels by Counting Crows (NR)
91. So Long, So Long by Dashboard Confessional with Adam Duritz (77)
92. Everytime by David Gray (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=MYFD3qLbkso
93. O Valencia by The Decemberists (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=vlb197LmwSw
94. Talk Shows On Mute by Incubus (79)
95. A Time To Be So Small by Interpol (80)
96. Chase This Light by Jimmy Eat World (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=PvrO_MjTMPc
97. Nuclear Daydream by Joseph Arthur (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=FvTP6Rsy5Qw
98. Love Stoned by Justin Timberlake (82)
99. Bedshaped by Keane (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=SSRjfP2EJsw
100. Ramble On by Led Zeppelin (NR)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=5riAflWMeSk

"Do you come, together ever with him?...."

Well today was another day of weather warnings, more reported funnel clouds, golf ball like hail in downtown Toronto. Yet, here now, in the beautiful tree inundated London, it is a beautiful sunny June night. I don't think I saw a drop of rain despite mountains of black clouds as menacing as an evil clown.
I had dinner tonight at my grandparents. Saturday was their 56th wedding anniversary and with each year their example of togetherness amazes me. Tonight we had homemade meatballs, breakfast like hash browns, a mixture of vegetables including broccoli, cauliflower and carrots. For dessert we had freshly picked strawberries and watermelon. I am definitely full.
"Stones taught me to fly, love, it taught me to lie..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=JxAI6Yd6diI
The following is from Life Of Pi by Yann Martel. "Oncoming death is terrible enough, but worse still is oncoming death with time to spare, time in which all the happiness that was yours and all the happiness that might have been yours becomes clear to you. You see with utter lucidity all that you are losing. The sight brings on an oppressive sadness that no car about to hit you or water about to drown you can match."
I am enjoying the story of Pi, thus far.
I decided to try and write something yesterday. It seems like life and love are constantly on my mind lately. The constant struggle to make sense of both. The piece is called A Damien Rice Song Or A Foreign Riddle. Basically it conveys the opposite sides of love. There is the memorized and remembered lyrics of a song and there is the misunderstanding and confusion of a riddle. Also there is the complexity that is a Damien Rice song and there is the fear of a foreign language, love operates on both of these extremes.
A Damien Rice Song Or A Foreign Riddle
I usually feel out of place
Even among friends and family
I cannot easily explain why
There is a severe lack of comfort
From when I wake until I sleep
Even dreaming has become scary
Not exactly nightmares but nothingness
A swirling and expanding black hole
With absolutely no light or noise
My days are too quiet for this silence
Few voices wait to speak to me
I reciprocate by saying little myself
Existing in my mind and its illusions
Certain realities remain absolutely true
Beauty can bring lasting smiles
Though it disappears too quickly
Nature is a source of comfort for me
I will be old and still searching
Love is an inevitable part of life
They go hand in hand for awhile
Before breaking permanently apart
Finding happiness is my biggest challenge
With or without love I need it
These boring Sunday nights are trying
A smaller challenge like a puzzle
Eventually enough pieces have to fit
Allowing the picture to take shape
Putting colours in the scenery
Summer offers warmth like spring kindness
What I offer is not as easily defined
A Damien Rice song or a foreign riddle
The answer seems confusing and complicated
Though slightly possible and plausible
After learning a new language of words
Love looking and sounding different.
06/22/08
"So why'd you fill my sorrow with the words you've borrowed.."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=huDIF--HmPU
Well I suppose that is enough for a Monday night. Today's clips and lyrics are naturally from Damien Rice including Cannonball, Delicate, the title lyrics are from Accidental Babies and there is a clip of it below.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=u5SZShwyAPk
It only took an hour and 3 tries to publish this. The joys of Blogger's scheduled maintenance.
By the way, lyrically Accidental Babies might be the most brutally honest song ever.
Also for fans of Amos Lee he is on the Craig Ferguson show tonight.
jr.

"There are places I remember, all my life, though some have changed..."

There is a man in Australia who is auctioning off his life. Apparently after he got his heart broke he decided to put his entire life for sale on EBAY. It is an interesting concept and the link to the story is below. I suppose you can get rid of almost everything in your life, if you want or need to, but you can't get rid of your life. At least until death, without death there is still life. So he can sell everything he wants but in the end he is left with himself and his memories. I don't have a problem with this, if this is what he wants, it is his life after all. I am sure one day in the future, long after I am less than dust, humans will be able to erase their memories on a daily basis. If you have a bad day, you will be able to wake up like it never happened. This is a scary concept but imagine being able to see the world again for the first time. Would we like what we see or not? Back to the guy selling his life. What if your life had little to no monetary value? What if you tried to sell your life and couldn't? It would have to be worse than the life prior. I think change is better attempted in small steps.
http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/reuters/080620/tecnology/net_auction_life_dc
"Give my love to Rose please won't you mister..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=TQmvIXN00jI
It turned out to be a pretty nice day. The sky has been overcast most of the afternoon but as of yet there hasn't been any rain. Though if I was writing this an hour from now, it might not be the case.
The Jays actually won today, 8-5, their first win under Cito Gaston.
I spend a fair amount of time, writing or reading in coffee shops. Doing so provides me with an assortment of characters to observe. What amazes me is how many people come into either Starbucks or Williams just to use the bathroom. Or better yet, they just come into sit and don't get anything. At either place, nobody seems to care and that doesn't surprise me either, because anything beyond the counter isn't of concern. The downtown Starbucks is especially bad with the bums and punks spending long periods of time in the bathroom, helping themselves to handfuls of napkins, sugar packs or whatever they can take. Not to mention, the ones that come in and fall asleep. These settings are perfect for creating characters, because as much as you can imagine a person, there is nothing easier than having them right before your eyes for observation.
Today's title lyric is from In My Life by The Beatles and there is a clip to it below. Also the other lyric is obviously Give My Love To Rose by Mr. Cash.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Ym0x3vTw6yc
Is there anything less boring than a Sunday night?
jr.

"If I could make it rain today and wash this sunny day down to the gutter, I would just to get a change of pace........."

Well it is officially summer and we are having our first summer thunderstorm. Nothing overly dramatic, occasional loud thunder, intermittent lightning and steady rain. Though it has grown very quiet at the moment and all I can hear is the song playing which is the First Days Of Spring by Neverending White Lights. Its randomness is a little out of place considering the date. Good song, nonetheless.
Yesterday was the longest day of the year and we had over 15 hours of daylight. The June bugs seemed to come out in full force and were flying around everywhere. Quickly attaching themselves to the hair of all the Friday night party girls. In particularly startling one very cute girl, who asked for my assistance in assuring her that it was out of her hair. Young women shouldn't be allowed to be so cute because they make guys like me dream of their beauty. Plus what is it with dark glass, why do I find them so sexy?
Anyway after that I met up with some friends for drinks. It was a enjoyable outing, even if I did have to drink draft beer. For some reason, I get the worst hangovers from it, perhaps because I drink too much of it, when I drink it. In discussions with friends, it is always funny when everyone has the same opinion or impression of certain people. I suppose it justifies why we all associate with each other and don't associate with certain other people. Also the word peanuts can easily be said as penis, it happened more than once last night. We were at the downtown Crabby Joe's and they offer free peanuts, so you will drink more and of course you feel the need to. It is brilliant. Back to the hangover thing, I was alright today but didn't sleep much at all. It seems every night I drink, I end up going to bed late and getting up at the same time, if not earlier. Sleeping 4-8 isn't conducive to feeling like doing much on a Saturday. So I read, sat in the sun and listened to some live music from Counting Crows. After finishing A Heartbreaking Story Of Staggering Genius, a normal person would proceed to the other book they have on the go, but not me. I went out to the used bookstore Thursday and picked up Life of Pi by Yann Martel. I was surprised to find it in the used bookstore and quickly grabbed it, having wanting to read it for some time now. I usually don't buy new books, because I am cheap and like the idea that someone else has read the physical book I am about to read. Plus used bookstore are so much more romantic than new bookstores. Yes romantic.
"Thing are getting worse, but I feel a lot better and that's all that really matters to me..."
I don't know if they are getting worse but they aren't getting better, at least in measured quantities but I do feel a lot better about myself. It is a weird process, constantly exploring the introspection of my mind, soul and self perception. I am often puzzled by my lack of passion and inspiration for seemingly normal human ambition but my passion for things many people undervalue. For instance many people are career and goal oriented whereas I am not, being able to make it through singular days is more of a goal for me. I am not saying I am completely broken as a functioning human being but there are certainly pieces missing. Perhaps less than before but how can one measure this.
"We've waited so long for someone to take us back home, it just takes so long, meanwhile all the days go drifting away and some of us sink like a stone...."
It does take so long, waiting for someone.
I am not into religion. I have been baptised but don't attend church and really have my doubts about its relevance.
The following is a passage about religion from Life Of Pi by Yann Martel.
"Christianity is a religion in a rush. Look at the world created in seven days. Even on a symbolic level, that's creation in a frenzy. To one born in a religion where the battle for a single soul can be a relay race run over many centuries, with innumerable generations passing along the baton, the quick resolution of Christianity has a dizzying effect. If Hinduism flows placidly like the Ganges, then Christianity bustles like Toronto at rush hour. It is a religion as swift as a swallow, as urgent as an ambulance. It turns on a dime, expresses itself in the instant. In a moment you are lost or saved. Christianity stretches back through the ages, but in essence it exists only at one time: right now."
"There has to be a change I'm sure, today was just a day fading into another and that can't be what a life is for..."
The lyrics used today are from the song Amy Hit The Atmosphere by Counting Crows. It is a lyrical masterpiece like so many of Adam Duritz's creations. It doesn't get anymore honest than the line above. I have been there and might still be there, where one day fades into another, without any separation. There is nothing sadder, nothing scarier and nothing more in need of change. The only reason to live; for another day, a better day or the possibility of it.
For those of us who live in Blue Jay land, yesterday was a good day. The team finally fired John Gibbons as manager and have replaced him with the manager of our glory days Cito Gaston. We will bask in the glory of a returning hero, until the team doesn't improve. Last night wasn't very encouraging, they lost 1-0 in 12 innings. The offence is putrid. At least the ball that went off Halladay's head wasn't as serious as it looked. It is like he has a bulls eye on him. There is a clip below of him getting hit.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=TAz0R-srAkM
Below is the only clip of Amy Hit The Atmosphere I could find on the Internet. Too bad it is set to clips of Hillary Duff and other talentless actresses and singers. A fan video to this song should be something beautiful and honest, not fake and superficial.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=8cCHjE7A4GA
(What is thinspiration)
Tranquillity is in the hand of the person that we might not expect it to be.
jr.

"I've got one last chance to get myself together......."

Today I finished reading A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers. It had elements of genius and moments of heartbreak carefully crafted among the sarcasm. I think I could hear my own voice in the narrative of the main character. I am not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing because the paranoid thoughts and strange ideas that run through the narrative could be alarming to some people. It is the eleventh novel that I have finished reading this year. Any number of novels I actually finish reading surprises me. Not because they aren't good because most of them are. I usually only pick up award winning books, not that this a guarantee of a good read but it helps. It is because of my lack of attention span, I guess it must be getting better. I only have 2 other books on the go at the moment. The following passages are from A.H.W.O.S.G.
"I knew I would do it, and I know this, I know what I am doing now, that I am doing something both beautiful but gruesome because I am destroying its beauty by knowing that it might be beautiful, know that if I know I am doing something beautiful, that it's no longer beautiful."
I can't say I have thought this way exactly but can relate. I often think of scenes and moments as being beautiful but don't see myself as beautiful, therefore if I am part of the moment, then how can I still see it as beautiful. Weird, but at the same time, if I think the sun setting is beautiful, me thinking it is beautiful, isn't going to change it from being beautiful.
"Of course with age comes the solemn understanding that forever is but a word. Seasons change, love withers, the good die young. These are hard truths, painful truths--inescapable but, we are told, necessary. Winter begets spring, night ushers in the dawn, and loss sows the seeds of renewal. It is, of course, easy to say these things, just as it is easy to, say, watch a lot of television."
I don't watch television, I glance at it and take fragments of information from it. Once again, lack of an attention span.
"I've been down so low people look at me and they know, they can tell something is wrong like I don't belong...."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=byN-Ys8FtpM
I am not sure what the following piece is about, other than it isn't about kindness. It isn't about hate either, perhaps just about reality. What is, what was and what will be.
Not About Kindness
I am imperceptible
Living my unfulfilled life
Season after season
Waiting or searching
For anything inspirational
A new colour of eyes
Looking deep into them
Transfixed by their gaze
Learning how to love
What I am, was or will be
Instead of hating myself
On days it rains or does not
Never able to be sunny
Even as summer approaches
Another collection of memories
Failing to add up to expectations
I am impenetrable
Loving my stubbornness
Year after year
Happy or not
You will never know
Our closeness is gone
Assuming it ever existed
Reality is individualized
Perception is our collectiveness
From country to country
Sympathy and pity
For tragedies and deaths
Sly smirks hidden behind frowns
Humankind is not about kindness
We are about ourselves
Planting, nurturing, harvesting and destroying
Everything not of value to us
I do not want to be a soldier
Lennon would be happy
My grandfather was a fighter
There is a lot of uncertainty in me
Doubts about everything and everyone
Life is but a long dream
Love is but a long illusion
We cling to each of them
Knowing nothing else
Being alone is not much fun
There are no parades or speeches
Mostly silence and constant thought
I am what matters most
Completely selfish and standoffish
When life is not this way
Unable to find happiness
For myself or for anyone else
Who is able to be around me.
06/17/08
"I'm still here but it hasn't been easy, I'm sure that you had your reasons, I'm scared for this emotion, for years I have been holding it down.."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=kDo6CiPueEo
What else is going on?
Tiger Woods is going to have season ending surgery on his knee. This news might have been accompanied by a tremendous cheer from the collective hands of the professional golfing community. It means really good golfers might have a chance to win a couple of tournaments. The need for surgery proves how much pain Tiger played through to win the U.S. Open and therefore makes his victory that much more impressive.
Another foot was found today, and I still have both of mine. Do you?
http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/capress/080618/national/foot_found
Apparently bananas could become an exotic fruit, instead of a common sight at kitchen tables. I like bananas but ripe ones, not green, but close. Yes, I can be picky.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/18/opinion/18koeppel.html?em&ex=1213934400&en=cdcae8cced5c0abe&ei=5087%0A
"There's no use in trying when the pieces don't fit anymore..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jG6TS2huZpI
Yesterday I watched the movie August starring Josh Hartnett and it really wasn't that good. I shouldn't be surprised because Hartnett can't carry a movie by himself. In my opinion he has only been in 2 good movies which are Black Hawk Down and Lucky Number Slevin, in those he was surrounded by a good supporting cast. In this movie, he has nothing and gives nothing. Boring.
In Slevin he had Willis, Lui, Freeman, Kingsley and Tucci. In Black Hawk Down he had McGregor, Sizemore and Bana. I think he would be better suited to take minor roles in big films, instead of the lead in crappy movies, made worse by him. There is a link to information about the movie below.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0470679/
A live clip from Counting Crows.
Richard Manuel Is Dead-Luxembourg May 31, 2008
http://youtube.com/watch?v=iwnntBBV8_c
Well I guess that is all. It was very cool and overcast again today, although the sun is out now, just in time to set. It is currently 15.
Today's songs and lyrics are from the very talented James Morrison including Wonderful World, This Boy, Pieces Don't Fit Anymore and below One Last Chance.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jtZskrfiUms
john.
Too bad we never know when something is our last chance, if we did, perhaps we would do things differently, or not.
john.