I'm tired of sex
I'm tired of you
get off my bed
get out of my head
dedicated to the woman I wanted to make my wife at the age of 21. She was 21 as well.
Thank you.
edited! listen? Her name was Elizabeth Goertzen. Her cool name was Betty! She was reverse Veronica! She died in a car accident with my sister at the intersection I told the whole fucking neighbourhood. The only family to apologize to me directly, was the Tessemakers. A family full of young women like Heidi. Especially Tanya! I will have you forever inside my Mark Lanegan moment at the Orpheum Theater! Queens of the Stone Age rule your stupid, inspid, Ryan Adams lyrics about women.
Fuck you, I'm all out of Enemies!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Alive in the Un(Known)
This is obviously not a theory that works for everyone. This is the way I live. By the seat of my pants.
And when I thought I met a fellow traveller who did the same thing; I flew in feet first with my left foot being caught in a leg hold trap.
Hey, Reese! Thanks for letting me come on to strong with you. Now, I know how to conduct myself. You are going to be a strong woman.
The age thing should have clued me in. There is a World! of worlds of worlds of different between 21 and 32. Especially, the life I lead.
I'm a very intense person but I know when I broke someone's "booze". I have always known when to leave a room.
Thanks for reading what I had to write. I'm not obsessive, I just go where I'm needed. And if you don't need me there, then I'm not going. I will visit my Aunt, though.
And you cannot stop me!!!
And when I thought I met a fellow traveller who did the same thing; I flew in feet first with my left foot being caught in a leg hold trap.
Hey, Reese! Thanks for letting me come on to strong with you. Now, I know how to conduct myself. You are going to be a strong woman.
The age thing should have clued me in. There is a World! of worlds of worlds of different between 21 and 32. Especially, the life I lead.
I'm a very intense person but I know when I broke someone's "booze". I have always known when to leave a room.
Thanks for reading what I had to write. I'm not obsessive, I just go where I'm needed. And if you don't need me there, then I'm not going. I will visit my Aunt, though.
And you cannot stop me!!!
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Friday, January 23, 2009
This is my first attempt at a video.
The first one is called "Hugo Chavez Overdrive" I enjoyed playing it and listening to it again. Pardon the 'quick cam' grainy footage. Get over it if you don't like it. It's music!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKKqs8oBB_U
Here is the second song. It is called, "Willis Dyer". I saw a video called, "Gentrification" by him and you would not believe the noise you can here. Here it is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDRV4K5D8nI
about a black man not being able to get some sleep. They call it 'Urban Renewal':
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faR4EtV2Nk4
This one is one take. Dedicated to your hard work in winning me back from my morose, "What Have I Done!? phase" Here's some fun.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGxlzKvlvus
This one is called Reeses Peeces Jam.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKKqs8oBB_U
Here is the second song. It is called, "Willis Dyer". I saw a video called, "Gentrification" by him and you would not believe the noise you can here. Here it is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDRV4K5D8nI
about a black man not being able to get some sleep. They call it 'Urban Renewal':
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faR4EtV2Nk4
This one is one take. Dedicated to your hard work in winning me back from my morose, "What Have I Done!? phase" Here's some fun.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGxlzKvlvus
This one is called Reeses Peeces Jam.
Pictures with my Family
First, my niece and nephew. That would be Annie and Benjamin. I like pictures where children's eyes are closed. It makes them even more goofy and fun.

Me with bad hair. I cut it short since I am experiencing male pattern baldness.
The whole mess. With my infamous back.
Me, on the left. Left, right, left, left!
Me on the left, again
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Veered: A Collection of Pornographic Pictures Rendered into Something More Interesting
This is one is called: "Negative Spider Seeking Optimistic Seamstress"
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Thank you for your Blog.
Reeses Peeces, if I had not found your blog, I would have no idea that someone out there was as interesting as me.
You are a very special person and I am sorry I overwhelmed you. I have been alone for a very long time and I always get so excited when I see my equal that I over-react and scare the bejesus out my friends.
Oh yes, you don't have to be my friend but you will always be friend. I finally found a woman who was interested in me. You have no idea how many people don't understand I word I say.
Not 911, not the police, my doctor and parents hardly believe me. They think I'm being paranoid., But, I am 100% psychologically sound.
Sorry, I didn't tell you about the bi-polar disorder. I had to diagnose it myself. They kept telling me I was mentally ill. When in fact, the world is mentally ill and I happen to be one of the few healthy people in it.
You, Charise, Reeses Peeces, unlocked my words. And for that, you have my undying gratitude. You should come visit soon. I'm great at solving human problems but it looks like you are taking care of that as well.
I hope you find what you are looking for. And if you cannot find it: give me a shout. I'll point you in the right direction. Or, in the nearest vicinity of least total chaos and destruction.
You are a very special person and I am sorry I overwhelmed you. I have been alone for a very long time and I always get so excited when I see my equal that I over-react and scare the bejesus out my friends.
Oh yes, you don't have to be my friend but you will always be friend. I finally found a woman who was interested in me. You have no idea how many people don't understand I word I say.
Not 911, not the police, my doctor and parents hardly believe me. They think I'm being paranoid., But, I am 100% psychologically sound.
Sorry, I didn't tell you about the bi-polar disorder. I had to diagnose it myself. They kept telling me I was mentally ill. When in fact, the world is mentally ill and I happen to be one of the few healthy people in it.
You, Charise, Reeses Peeces, unlocked my words. And for that, you have my undying gratitude. You should come visit soon. I'm great at solving human problems but it looks like you are taking care of that as well.
I hope you find what you are looking for. And if you cannot find it: give me a shout. I'll point you in the right direction. Or, in the nearest vicinity of least total chaos and destruction.
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